Chapter 1797 Hack Me

Slap?

In public, Yunshan came to envoy Hua Zhiyao and slapped Yue Gongli, the successor of Hangong Emperor Realm?

"He's so cowardly!"

There was an immediate commotion in the living room.

The maids were horrified. Some were so frightened that they dropped the jade plates of cakes they were holding, and some couldn't even hold their pipa and it crashed to the ground.

It was obviously just a simple slap in the face.

It didn't even have half a wave of holy power, it breathed on the cheek of Yue Gongli who was caught off guard, and successfully slapped Master Li away.

Its power and wave were obviously not that powerful, but it made everyone in the audience fall back more than ten steps.

The only person who didn't withdraw was Yue Gongkui.

He stood there blankly, looking at Mr. Li who was covering his face in disbelief, and at Hua Zhiyao who was still calm after being slapped.

Yue Gongkui was petrified.

At this time, Brother Zhiyao's expression of "seeing death as a homecoming" and his request to "give me a death" echoed in his mind.

He finally understood.

There are some things that I can’t listen to because I can’t catch them.

And some people, even if they want to protect themselves, they probably won't be able to do so even if they risk their lives.

"It turns out this is the way to die..."

Yue Gongkui's head was buzzing, and he thought about it from his perspective, if Mr. Li asked him to go to the Yunshan Emperor Realm as an envoy, trick Hua Changdeng out of the throne and slap him in front of everyone...

He couldn't think any further.

He was already shuddering. He didn't know how much courage it took for Hua Zhiyao to slap him like this.

retreat?

Yue Gong Kui's thoughts swept the people around him.

He really wanted to stay away from the dangerous whirlpool of the reception room like the guards and maids. He just drew his sword and gathered strength, pretending to protect him, but he didn't move forward.

He can't retreat.

It was he who ushered in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm.

The friendship between him and Hua Zhiyao did not allow him to retreat - yes, there was friendship just now, but after this slap, the friendship was gone.

"Somebody come!"

Yue Gongkui roared miserably.

Like a mad and angry giant beast, he slashed his hand into the void and shouted: "Take down this old man! Take him down! I will kill him personally. I will take him to the Yunshan Emperor Realm and behead him." Show to the public!”

The king humiliates the minister and dies.

In his own territory, Mr. Li was slapped by an envoy from another clan. This was indeed something that could no longer be explained by any "mission".

Hua Zhiyao must die!

If he doesn't die, and if Yunshan Huachangdeng doesn't show any signs, the Han Palace Emperor Realm will use all the strength of the clan to slaughter Yunshan with blood to wash away today's shame!

"Pap tap tap..."

Outside the hall, a group of Taixu guards heard the sound, pulled out their cold swords, and rushed into the reception hall.

At this time, more than ten people rushed in.

But Hua Zhiyao is a semi-saint, and he is just a Taixu guard. How can he take him down?

When the guards rushed out, they hoped that Hua Zhiyao would be merciful and leave a few residual souls to wait for the clan to resurrect themselves and others later.

But unexpectedly...

A dozen people rushed out, and more than a dozen swords were intertwined and quickly placed on Hua Zhiyao's neck, cutting his skin and drawing blood.

In the end, Hua Zhiyao did not resist.

He just stared at Mr. Li with a calm expression, leaning in front of him, falling into the maid's arms, covering his face with his hands, as if he had been stunned by a slap.

"He deserves to die!"

Anger comes from the heart.

The more Hua Zhiyao behaves like this, the more angry he becomes in people's hearts.

One of the guards kicked out Hua Zhiyao's knees and made him kneel in front of Mr. Li to repent.

The guard captain stepped out in time and kicked off the young man's feet. At the same time, he warned with cold eyes:

This is a semi-saint!

There is a big principle that no matter when or where, the sacred cannot be insulted.

This was originally a rule formulated by the five holy emperor families. It was later adopted in the Holy Holy Continent and was widely accepted by all the semi-saints.

The beauty of today may be the other person tomorrow, all the semi-saints inside and outside the clan.

Hua Zhiyao slapped Yue Gongli, no need to ask what the outcome will be.

But if the guard dares to kick off the semi-saint's legs and make the saint kneel down, this move in the Han Palace Emperor realm will be condemned by all tribes.

"team leader……"

The young guard was confused.

The Holy Spirit cannot be insulted, so can Prince Li be insulted?

It is true that there are no rules stating that the young family leader cannot be slapped, but if it is not written down, it is not a rule?

Mr. Li, does he deserve this slap?

"puff!"

Yue Gongli spat blood on the ground, stars flashing in his eyes.

He had fair skin and a good body. Even so, Hua Zhiyao's slap was so forceful that it still left several red marks on his face.

Hua Zhiyao also cultivates his physical body?

This question is not important at all.

Yue Gongli has only one thought running through his mind right now:

"Growing up, only my sister dared to hit me like this. How dare he, how dare he?"

If it was a heavy punch, even if it penetrated my heart, if it was a heavy sword, splitting half of my body...

This is nothing.

Reciprocity is a courtesy, just call back.

But shouting slaps, still shouting in front of so many people, just shouting without using holy power...

This is humiliating!

This is a naked and undisguised provocation!

"Interesting, you are interesting..."

Yue Gongli struggled out of the maid's arms. He seemed to be in a convulsion, and murmured something like a demon: "Yunshan Emperor Realm, Hua Chang Deng, it's fun, you guys are so fun..."

He bent down, as if looking for something.

But after searching for a long time, I found nothing. The scene of being slapped was still in my mind, until I kicked something under my feet and made a "dang" sound.

"Yes, sword..."

He bent down and picked up the long sword that Hua Zhiyao had handed over before and then slapped away.

He grabbed the spiritual sword, his hair disheveled, and walked back to Hua Zhiyao step by step.

He didn't speak. He held the sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Hua Zhiyao's chest and heart, and pierced it in bit by bit.

"Death?"

"Okay, as you wish, I will grant you death."

At this moment, Yue Gongli didn't want to ask anything anymore. He just wanted to slowly thrust the long sword into Hua Zhiyao's heart, pound it hard, and crush his body.

The tip of the sword hit something hard.

Hua Zhiyao's skin is easily cracked, and his body is as hard as a stone.

Yue Gongli fought hard, and the first-grade spiritual sword was bent. He couldn't penetrate Hua Zhiyao's defense with just the strength of his physical body!

"His ho ho..."

Yuegong Liqi was happy.

Is this even God working against me?

A defenseless person cannot pierce his physical body with a first-grade spiritual sword, but he can slap himself and leave a mark...

"You're hard."

Yue Gongli stabbed harder.

Hua Zhiyao's face was calm, like a dead man, which further stimulated Yue Gongli's sensitive nerves, "You are not afraid of death, you are indeed tough."

"Master Li, I practice the 'Dragon Bell Technique'. You can't penetrate my defense without using holy power." Hua Zhiyao replied calmly.

Dragon Bell Technique?

Yue Gongkui was slightly confused. He had never heard that Brother Zhiyao had practiced this spiritual skill?

But that doesn't seem to be important. What's important is that Mr. Li seems to be going crazy...

Yue Gongli is indeed crazy.

All dragon bell techniques are all bird techniques!

He was not interested in Hua Zhiyao's physical skills at all, and he had no desire to understand them.

He stabbed hard and bared his teeth.

But God was so naive that he was against him. His physical strength was actually lost to Hua Zhiyao, and he couldn't be penetrated by a sword!

"Ahaha..."

Yue Gongli turned to look at the guards and maids around him.

The guards and maids lowered their heads one by one, looking at their noses and hearts, no one dared to look at themselves.

His face was burning, and he felt that the eyes of the entire Han Palace Emperor Realm were all on him today.

Tomorrow, the news that "Master Li was slapped down from the table by the Yunshan envoy at home" will also spread to all the major Holy Emperor families and become a joke.

Buzz!

Holy power surged.

The first-grade spiritual sword roared, and Yue Gongli pierced Hua Zhiyao's rock-solid defense with one sword.

The entire blade of the long sword was engulfed, and the guard was even more forceful as he pushed Hua Zhiyao back, with the sharp edge striking the guards behind him amid the splash of blood.

The guard's hands were shaking with fear.

He was almost impaled, and he and Hua Zhiyao became a skewer of human flesh.

Yue Gongli stabbed the sword into Hua Zhiyao's body, feeling that the sword was dull, as if it was clamped by solid stone and hard bones.

His eyes were reddish, and he twisted hard, drilling into Hua Zhiyao's heart and widening the blood hole. Only then did he let his emotions out a little, and asked softly:

"Why?"

Why, why are you slapping me? I feel so shameless when you do this.

Hua Zhiyao's expression twitched, blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and he looked forward to death: "The task assigned by the head of the family."

The head of the family?

His home is...

Oh, the people of Yunshan, the mission of Huachangdeng?

"Hua Changdeng has a grudge against me?"

Yue Gongli's thoughts froze for a moment, and he searched through the past, but could not find any time when he had offended Hua Changdeng.

He thought about the conflict between Han Gong and Yun Shan again.

Conflicts occur all year round, but they do not escalate to the point of life-and-death or even "slapping".

"Did I offend him when I was a kid?"

Yue Gongli even began to think about whether in his life, he had left any indelible harm to Hua Changdeng without paying attention.

So much so that he wanted to take revenge on himself in such an extreme way.

The answer is "none".

Neither he nor Hua Changdeng, nor Han Palace Emperor Realm and Yunshan Emperor Realm, have reached such an extreme level.

That means this person is not from Yunshan, but someone summoned by Dao Qiongtian to stir up trouble...

Hehe, it’s not like this is the case. This is the Emperor’s Realm of Han Palace!

Yue Gong Li Tai knew Dao Qiong Cang’s character.

At this juncture, the old coquettish man would never jump out, even if someone stabbed his chest with a sword and pounded his heart hard.

He would just smile and say, "Have you not eaten yet?"

"Ahaha..."

Yue Gongli was about to get mad again when he thought of this. He felt that Hua Zhiyao's expression was saying to himself, "Have you not eaten?"

He pressed harder on his hands.

He pulled out the sword, thrust it in, rotated it, and grinded it. He wanted to crush Hua Zhiyao's heart, and he wanted Hua Zhiyao to die!

But before he died, he wanted to ask clearly:

"Why!"

This second why is obviously different from the first one.

Hua Zhiyao's expression twitched, blood gushed from his orifices, and he said in a trembling voice: "The head of the family said, you yourself know what you have done."

I have no idea!

I don't know anything!

Yue Gongli's heart roared and he was too lazy to think.

There was no need to think, he had already thought about what he needed to think about.

He suddenly pulled out the long sword and raised it high, trying to look down on Hua Zhiyao's arrogant and disgusting head of Xu Xiaoshou...

"Master Li!"

Yue Gongkui could no longer hold back his voice.

He is also going crazy, not just because of Hua Zhiyao.

He admitted that he was reckless and had said something outrageous before. In fact, when things happened, he could not protect Brother Zhiyao at all.

But...

Mr. Li was too out of control.

Did he get stimulated today? Even if he was slapped, he should not behave like this, right?

With a whoosh.

Yuegong Kui spoke in time.

The sword finally stopped on Hua Zhiyao's neck.

Yuegong Li suddenly regained his composure. He stretched out his hand to smooth his hair that was blown loose. His expression became gentle again. He patted Hua Zhiyao's face and said:

"You will die."

"I know." Hua Zhiyao was like a dead fish.

"But first, what did Hua Changdeng say to you when he assigned the task."

"The head of the family said that I slapped the young head of the Han Palace Emperor Realm, which was disrespectful and I should die in humiliation. Mr. Li, please give me thirteen swords first to destroy my holy body, and then challenge my status to set an example."

Yuegong Li laughed loudly.

He laughed so hard that tears were about to fall out, and felt that this was so absurd and unreasonable.

You know it is disrespectful, why do you dare?

You know it is a provocation, why do you dare?

Since it is a humiliation, how can destroying the holy body eliminate the hatred in people's hearts?

And to destroy the holy body, why do you need thirteen swords? What is the meaning of this "thirteen" number... It doesn't matter!

Yue Gongli didn't want to understand why it was thirteen, not twelve, or fourteen, and why he had to destroy a half-saint's holy body instead of Hua Changdeng's.

He said coldly: "I will chop these thirteen swords on the face of your clan leader, in front of the Yunshan clan, but not you."

"Please kill me first." Hua Zhiyao sincerely asked to be killed.

"Why should this young master listen to your dog talk?" Yue Gongli raised the sword, pursed his lips and smiled, and was about to put it down.

He was rebellious, and he suddenly didn't want to kill Hua Zhiyao.

He wanted to arrest Hua Zhiyao and bring him before Hua Changdeng, so that he could judge this guy in front of him and cut him with 130 swords.

Hua Zhiyao looked at this elegant young man calmly, and after a while of hesitation, he said with his lips and teeth:

"Mr. Li, please offend me."

As soon as these words came out, the reception room was dead silent.

The guards and maids in the hall could no longer hold back their heads that were about to fall to the ground, and suddenly raised them in disbelief.

Even Yuegong Kui's eyes were about to pop out, as if he had heard something heretical.

Offense...

Brother Zhiyao, how dare you use this word again?

"Ah!"

There was a sudden roar in the reception room.

Then the sword light spread in all directions, and the cold air was chilling.

In just a moment, Hua Zhiyao's body was torn apart, and his arms and legs were cut off by Yuegong Li's thirteen swords, and his stomach was ripped open, which was horrible to look at.

Blood, intestines, broken limbs... rolled all over the floor.

Yuegong Li's eyes were full of anger, his fair face was splattered with blood, he looked like a devil with his sword tilted, and he was in a very good mood.

Cool!

I don't bother to worry about the positions of the two tribes.

Revenge when there is a grudge, and grudge when there is a grudge. Overnight grudges are like overnight meals. Tasting them later will not taste the same as before.

He enjoyed and immersed himself in the present.

Until the murderous intent disappeared, he felt that something was wrong.

From the beginning to the end, Hua Zhiyao seemed to be simply provoking, not coming to discuss things, and his mission was so outrageous that it seemed that he was just here to provoke a war between the two tribes...

So what?

The one who should be afraid is Hua Changdeng, not all the people in my Han Palace Emperor Realm!

"What else do you want?"

Yuegong Li didn't plan to keep this person, and just detained a wisp of residual soul in front of Hua Changdeng.

Hua Zhiyao didn't think much, but smiled, with contempt on the corner of his lips, and imitated Yue Gongli's tone just now, saying in a teasing voice:

"Master Li, chop me."

Bang!

Yue Gongli chopped down with a sword, and when he jumped up, he was as fast as being slapped just now.

The holy power and sword light in the reception room were shining, and no one could react. Even Yue Gongkui's "no" was still choking in his throat. Hua Zhiyao had been cut in half from head to toe.

"Die, die..."

The maid holding the pipa usually only played music and danced. How could she have seen such a horrifying scene?

The maids retreated, and some even fell to the ground with weak legs.

The two halves of Hua Zhiyao, who was cut in two, were violently chopped to the sides. When they landed with a bang, there was no blood and flesh splashing, but turned into...

Two halves of stone?

The two halves of the blue-gray stone tablet were taller than a person, one on the left and one on the right, falling on both sides of the reception room.

The limbs, intestines, and blood that were scattered on the ground before also turned into stones, broken stones, and slag.

The whole place was silent.

"Bang."

The spiritual sword in Yuegongli's hand fell to the ground.

He finally realized where that strange feeling was. He seemed to be guided by someone?

But how could it be possible?

In the whole world, even the ancestral gods could not guide him.

Is this person a person, or a stele? Is he blind and can't see it?

Yuegongli's eyelids drooped, his face was expressionless, and he was terribly depressed.

Soon, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he pointed at the stele with a dim look in his eyes, and asked in a strange voice:

"What is this?"

No one answered, trembling with fear.

Yuegongli's voice returned to calm, and he asked again: "Yuegong Kui, what is this?"

Yuegong Kui's hands and feet were cold.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, he thought it was Brother Zhiyao.

He and Brother Zhiyao had a heart-to-heart talk and discussed the matter of Wurao's distribution, and Brother Zhiyao would also speak.

Now, after Master Li split Brother Zhiyao, Brother Zhiyao turned into stone...

Yes, what is this thing?

In his lifetime, Yue Gongkui has seen all kinds of weird and outrageous things, including those of evil spirits and horror.

He has never seen a stone tablet become a human, provoke a clan, and finally invite to be beheaded and die in another clan.

This is not scary at all.

It's just absurd, just contrary to common sense.

This thing itself should not even appear in this world, in the cognitive scope of "people".

The key is, even if this stone tablet spirit is everywhere and deceived the eyes of himself and Master Li, why does it want to die?

Yue Gongkui stepped forward in shock and looked at the stone tablet on the left.

This half of the stone tablet has several deep scratches on it... or sword marks, which were cut by Master Li just now.

Are there any words under the sword marks?

Yuegong Kui frowned and read it softly:

"Endless?"

The whole audience was stunned. No one knew what was written on it, but it looked full of sword intent?

"There is also a 'Tao' here..." Yuegong Kui pointed to a scattered stone that was a broken limb just now, and there were words on it.

Yuegong Li's face was gloomy and he walked to the other side of the stele.

In addition to the sword marks on the stele here, there was also a big hole that went straight through the back, which was just stabbed out.

There were words too.

At first glance, it was nothing.

But when read together with the previous one and the one on the ground, things suddenly seemed to become serious:

"Tao... Endless, stop when you are satisfied?"