Chapter 1481 Emperor Qing Was Humiliated, Fellow Villagers Met, but No Tears Were Seen

Zhou Chen saw Emperor Qing dodging blindly and not even fighting back, and immediately understood his thoughts.

Although they were both grandmasters, Emperor Qing's thoughts were obviously completely different from his.

The five great grandmasters in the world have different pursuits, but Emperor Qing is definitely the one who lacks the extraordinary grandmaster's demeanor among the five great grandmasters.

Ku He pursues the unity of man and nature, which is a kind of Taoism, but in the final analysis, it is also a pursuit of power and a manifestation of transcendence.

Ye Liuyun is free and easy, like the clouds in the sky, but everything he has now is also a manifestation of power. Without power, he can't be so free, so he also pursues power.

Not to mention Si Gu Jian, who entered the Tao with killing and was full of killing intent. He can have everything he has now because of his strength. He is definitely the most crazy person who pursues power among the great masters.

And Zhou Chen, who has experienced so many worlds, so many rich lives, and even been an emperor in the world, naturally understands the importance of great power in one body.

But Emperor Qing is different. He is different from Zhou Chen and the others. In his heart, personal strength is not ranked first, but imperial power is ranked first. Now he can also add immortality. Imperial power and immortality are his ultimate pursuits.

As for personal combat power, it is definitely not as good as imperial power and immortality, so he is also the one who has the least heart of a strong man among the five great masters.

When facing things, his first choice is to calculate and use his imperial power to solve problems. Even when facing a strong man of the same level, he is unwilling to fight openly and only wants to achieve his goals through conspiracy and tricks.

So, at this moment, after he fell into a disadvantage in the fight with Zhou Chen, his idea was not to rely on his own strength to turn defeat into victory, but to escape, quickly escape, escape to the army, and use troops and crossbows to kill Zhou Chen.

It’s a pity that he met Zhou Chen. How could Zhou Chen satisfy him? After seeing through Emperor Qing’s thoughts, he no longer hesitated and burst out with all his strength.

If Zhou Chen had only used 70% to 80% of his strength just now, then now, he had directly exploded with 120% of his combat power. With a casual sword strike, he left a sword mark of more than ten feet long and one foot deep on the cliff face under his feet. Each sword strike also released amazing sword energy, blocking all the retreat routes of Emperor Qing, forcing Emperor Qing to face the enemy head-on.

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In the house at the top of the Hanging Temple, Gong Dian had already rushed up with a team of imperial guards, surrounded and protected several princes, and there was also a team of archers, all of whom were holding the crossbows made by Emperor Qing according to the drawings given by Fan Xian. They had extremely strong penetration and lethality, and were also very fast, making it difficult to defend against.

Only after coming up did they realize that they could not help at all. These archers could not fly to the top of the cliff at all, and could only protect several princes below.

Several princes were nervous, but only they themselves knew why they were nervous.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian was definitely the one with the most impure thoughts among the several princes, because he thought that it would be best if Zhou Chen killed Emperor Qing here. As long as Emperor Qing died, he would be the crown prince, the most legitimate heir to the throne, and the most likely to ascend to the supreme position.

The second prince Li Chengze held the wine glass that he had not thrown away in his hand, and his fingers were white. He also had impure thoughts. He was one of the two most powerful princes in Qing. If Emperor Qing died, he would compete with the crown prince. No matter what, the crown prince was always easier to deal with than Emperor Qing.

The two brothers were cheering for Zhou Chen in their hearts at this time, hoping that Zhou Chen could kill Emperor Qing.

The idea that a son longed for someone else to kill his father was quite explosive in a normal father-son relationship, but it was very normal in the royal family.

The eldest prince protected the third prince. The two brothers had the deepest feelings. The crown prince and the second prince were still there, so they had no chance to get involved in that position, so their minds were simple, but it was not to say that they were worried about the safety of Emperor Qing.

The royal family was ruthless, and this was not just talk.

On the roof, although Fan Xian and Teng Zijing did not dare to get too close, they could see the fight.

Teng Zijing said with some excitement: "Your Majesty seems to be unable to beat Zhen, Lord Zhou."

Fan Xian glanced at him speechlessly. Of course, he also saw it, but do you have to be so happy?

"Mr. Zhou's fighting power is so strong. I was a little skeptical when I learned that he was besieged by the three great masters, but now it seems that it is certain."

Originally, he thought that there should be no gap between the great masters, but after watching the battle between Zhou Chen and Emperor Qing, he realized that there was a gap between the great masters, and Emperor Qing seemed to be not a little worse than Zhou Chen.

"Fan Xian, do you think Lord Zhou will kill His Majesty?"

"It's hard to say."

Fan Xian's face was heavy. Judging from Zhou Chen's past history, he would definitely dare to kill Emperor Qing.

Now, he was in a complicated mood. Emperor Qing was his biological father. Although there was no affection between the two, they were blood relatives after all. He didn't want Emperor Qing to die.

But thinking of the 'truth' Zhou Chen just said, he hesitated again. He had never seen Ye Qingmei, his mother, but she always existed in his heart. His feelings were very complicated. If Emperor Qing really murdered her, then Emperor Qing really deserved to die.

Teng Zijing looked at Fan Xian and said softly: "I think you should stop thinking too much. With your strength, we are just ants in front of the Grandmaster, and we can't influence their decision at all."

Fan Xian suddenly said: "It's over."

Yes, it's over. One-on-one, the gap in strength, if no one breaks the rhythm, Emperor Qing has no chance at all.

The court officials who came to the Hanging Temple to participate in the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting were also in chaos. They all looked worried and solemn, and kept saying things like caring about Emperor Qing. But how much sincerity and how much falsehood there were, that was a matter of opinion.

"Bang~!"

A sudden loud noise sounded in the house at the top of the Hanging Temple, startling the princes, eunuchs, and imperial guards of Qing.

When they saw Emperor Qing falling to the ground like a puddle of mud, they were even more frightened. Only the crown prince and the second prince tried hard to control their expressions when they saw this scene, but they were already very happy in their hearts.

"Your Majesty!"

There were all kinds of shrill screams, but the strange thing was that no matter how much they shouted or called, no one dared to approach Emperor Qing, because the next moment, Zhou Chen appeared next to Emperor Qing.

There were many people in the room, but after seeing Zhou Chen, no one dared to step forward. Even Gong Dian, the commander of the imperial guards, was afraid to perform his duties.

Zhou Chen ignored the different expressions of the people present, holding a long sword, looking down at Emperor Qing on the ground, and suddenly stepped on his face.

"Bold!"

Gong Dian couldn't help it anymore, and shouted loudly, but before he could say another word, Zhou Chen suddenly flicked his sleeves and rushed towards Gong Dian with a stream of true energy.

"Bang!"

Gong Dian had no time to dodge, and the true energy hit him. In the shocked eyes of everyone, Gong Dian's body exploded directly, turning into a blood mist, and the blood stains the people nearby red.

This bloody and cruel scene made those who were dissatisfied just now palpitate instantly, and they were like dumb, and dared not say a word.

In the past, they didn't know how terrifying the Grandmaster was, but now, they have seen how powerful the Grandmaster was. Gong Dian was at least an upper-level master of the eighth rank, but Zhou Chen just flicked his sleeves and blasted him into slag. Who dared to speak?

Even the eldest prince, who respected Emperor Qing, didn't dare to say a word at this time, and covered his brother, the third prince's eyes with his hands.

Zhou Chen stepped on Emperor Qing's face and scanned the circle expressionlessly.

"Who else?"

Facing Zhou Chen's gaze, everyone in the room was frightened and took a step back. They didn't dare to look Zhou Chen in the eye, let alone save Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing was still alive, but he had no power to resist now, and could only be humiliated by Zhou Chen.

"I said, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, today I will let you experience unprecedented humiliation."

As he said that, he waved the sword in his hand, and four swords slashed through Emperor Qing's hands and feet, cutting off the tendons of Emperor Qing's hands and feet.

"Ugh...ah..."

The intense pain made Emperor Qing roar, but his head was stepped on by Zhou Chen, and his tendons in his hands and feet were broken. Even though he was a grandmaster, he could not move at this time.

"Zhou Chen!"

Emperor Qing called Zhou Chen's name with difficulty, his tone was full of endless murderous intent, but in Zhou Chen's eyes, Emperor Qing, as a loser, had no right to say anything.

Zhou Chen said calmly: "Don't be anxious, this is just the beginning, the real humiliation has not yet begun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand again. The next moment, Emperor Qing's cry became more miserable, and the people around him retreated in shock, sweating and horrified.

Bleeding flowed between Emperor Qing's legs. Everyone present knew what this meant.

The dignified Emperor of Qing, the king of a country, was castrated in front of all the civil and military officials.

"Your Majesty."

Finally, someone couldn't help but stand up. It was Emperor Qing's 'brother', Si Nanbo, the Minister of Revenue, Fan Jian.

He shouted excitedly: "Zhou Chen, even if you are a grandmaster, even if what His Majesty did to you before was excessive, but since you have already defeated His Majesty, why do you still humiliate His Majesty like this? How can the king of a country be insulted like this?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Chen was full of disdain and sarcastically said: "What you mean is that the king of a country cannot be insulted, but other ordinary people can be insulted?"

"That's not what I mean, Zhou Chen, what you do is trampling on Qing Kingdom and the imperial power."

"So what? I just want to trample on him, what can you do to me?"

Zhou Chen didn't have any good feelings for Fan Jian. He felt that he was far inferior to Chen Pingping. He dared to speak nonsense in front of him. Did he really think he was a big shot?

"You."

Fan Jian was choked by his words, and then he said angrily: "Zhou Chen, your father and your ancestors are all from Qingguo, and they are loyal to Qingguo. Can you do this to them?"

Zhou Chen sneered: "It's really interesting. You bring up a dead person to teach me a lesson? You also said that Zhou's loyalty to Qingguo, what did you get in return?"

"I..."

"Shut up, if you say one more word, I will let you accompany him."

Zhou Chen's tone suddenly became full of murderous intent. Fan Jian was naturally dissatisfied and wanted to say more, but suddenly Fan Xian stood in front of him and stopped him.

"Dad, don't say it."

Fan Xian faced Zhou Chen with a bit of nervousness. He was really afraid that Zhou Chen would get angry, and then he would flick his sleeves and blast Fan Jian into a bloody mist.

"Mr. Zhou, my father's words were a bit extreme, please forgive me, but killing is not the right way to go, sir, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to humiliate him like this?"

Zhou Chen looked at Fan Xian and said slowly: "Should I say that you are a father and son, or a saintly woman? You have lived in the modern world for so many years, haven't you heard that everyone should take care of their own business? Oh, this sentence is not right for you, after all, you are also blood relatives, but you should understand the principle of not persuading others to be kind without experiencing their suffering?"

Fan Xian's eyes widened in vain, looking at Zhou Chen in disbelief.

"You, you too?"

"Why, is it not possible?"

Fan Xian was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Suddenly, he seemed to understand a lot. No wonder Zhou Chen, who was about the same age as him, was already a grandmaster. It turned out that Zhou Chen, like him, was "reborn". He was born precocious and gifted. It seemed that it was not so difficult to accept that he could become a grandmaster.

"Do you still want to meddle in other people's business?"

Fan Xian was still immersed in Zhou Chen's 'rebirth' like him, but when he heard Zhou Chen's question, he was suddenly shocked and reacted immediately.

Even if he was reborn because of the temple like Zhou Chen, their relationship was not that close after all, otherwise Zhou Chen would not have confessed to him now, but explained it to him a long time ago.

"Mr. Zhou, His Majesty..."

"Bang!"

The floor under Fan Xian's feet exploded, and the flying wood chips scratched Fan Xian's face. Fan Xian's facial muscles trembled twice unconsciously, and fear was revealed in his eyes.

It is human nature to be afraid of death, especially for Fan Xian, who is 'reborn', who is more afraid of death than ordinary people. In the years since he came to Kyoto, he has become accustomed to tolerance and retreat, all because of his 'fear of death'.

He can feel that if he says a few more words, Zhou Chen will really ignore the old friendship and attack him.

Just now, when Fan Jian faced Zhou Chen, he was not afraid. But when he saw that Zhou Chen was actually going to attack Fan Xian, he was immediately frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He hurriedly grabbed Fan Xian and protected him behind him.

"Fan Xian, stop talking."

Zhou Chen asked again: "Who else wants to stand up for him, stand up."

No one spoke, and no one stood up. Fan Xian and Zhou Chen had a friendship, but Zhou Chen didn't give them face. They didn't have any friendship with Zhou Chen.

Even if there were some friendships, such as the second prince, he was unwilling to stand up. If it was in a deserted place, he would even want to applaud. Emperor Qing was no longer qualified to continue to be the emperor of Qing. He was too happy to stop it.