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Chapter 52: The Seven Emotions and Six Desires (Happy New Year! Please give me a monthly pass!)
"Third Prince!"

"Zheng Hong?"

The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist. He walked with his hands behind his back, like a traveler who had come here to tour the mountains.

It was the third prince Zheng Hong!
Dugu Wuwang frowned slightly:

"Are you here alone?"

"Don't worry." Zheng Hong glanced back and said calmly:

"No one else should come here in the short time."

"careful!"

"Bah!"

A low whistling sound broke through the air, and Dugu Wuwang attacked without saying a word. Although Ye Liuyun warned him in advance, it was obviously too late.

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed by.

Zheng Hong held a knife in his hand and split the incoming stone into two.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Ye Liuyun's eyes lit up, and he cast a contemptuous look at Dugu Wuwang:
"mean!"

As one of the top masters of the time, even the strongest man in the world, he actually took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and launched a sneak attack.

As for Zheng Hong's mastery of swordsmanship, there is nothing surprising about it. After all, there are many martial arts hidden in the imperial court. However, practicing martial arts requires full commitment. It is difficult for princes and grandchildren to devote all their energy to it, and it is difficult for them to become masters.

But there are always unexpected events in every dynasty.

Zheng Hong,

It's obvious!

"Stupid!" Dugu Wuwang shook his head:
"Do you really think he's a good person?"

"This knife..."

He stared at the long knife in Zheng Hong's hand, his cheeks trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said as if he had thought of something:
"Yuan Ding?"

"Not bad!" Zheng Hong nodded.
"Your Excellency has good eyesight."

"The King of Japan and Master Yuanding had a bet. In the first round of chess, the Master was a true champion, and despite all my efforts, I could only draw. In the second round of the debate on scriptures, I felt inferior to him. In the third round of the debate on martial arts, Master Yuanding was old after all."

?

Ye Liuyun's eyes narrowed:
"Did you kill Master Yuanding?"

"Or else?" Zheng Hong turned sideways, smiling:

"If I hadn't intervened, how would Young Master Ye have gotten that relic? You don't really think there's another holy monk in the Golden Wheel Temple who practices both Buddhism and martial arts, do you?"

what?
Ye Liuyun was shocked.

"That relic belongs to Master Yuanding?"

"That's right." Zheng Hong nodded.
"The master is truly a holy monk. He knew he could not escape his fate, so he quietly left behind his relics to be given to those who were destined to receive them. He hoped that a hero would emerge from the younger generation of the martial arts world to fight against the evil ways. Unfortunately, Young Master Ye failed to live up to his trust!"

"You were the one who killed Master Yuanding..." Ye Liuyun's expression twisted:

"Isn't it Dugu Wuwang?"

"Nonsense!" Dugu Wuwang snorted coldly:
"Of course not me."

"This leader is brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. Since I kept my promise and retired from the martial arts world, I will not kill Yuan Ding just to leave the sect."

"Someone told me that Yuan Ding was dead, and the bet was void. That's why I returned to the martial arts world. It seems that person was you, my Lord."

Zheng Hong smiled but said nothing.

In fact, Dugu Wuwang said that he was not the one who killed Yuanding, but who in the world would believe it?

Some people may have doubts in their hearts, but it is a fact that the Red Blood Cult massacred people in the martial arts world. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist, and no one would speak out to avoid trouble.

"why?"

Ye Liuyun's body trembled:
"Why did you do that?"

"If Master Yuanding hadn't died, the Red Blood Cult wouldn't have reappeared, and Grandpa... wouldn't have died!"

"Because he wants to cause chaos in the world." Dugu Wuwang said coldly:
"The current emperor doesn't like the Third Prince, who has a strange personality. If nothing unexpected happens, the Crown Prince will inherit the throne. Even imprisoning the Crown Prince is actually a form of protection for him."

"Of course he's not willing to give up!"

"But it doesn't matter. This leader also likes chaos in the world. The more chaotic the better, and the more chaotic the better, the more interesting it is."

Ye Liuyun is not a stupid person. On the contrary, he has a clear mind. Otherwise, he would not have been able to comprehend the peerless sword technique in such a short time. He was just blinded by hatred. Now that he has come to his senses, many clues point to the correct answer.

"so……"

He murmured:
"You're going to use me to deal with Dugu Wuwang, and then take advantage of our mutual defeat to eliminate these two powerful enemies?"

"But why do you want to kill me?"

The murderous intent that permeated the field enveloped the two of them.

Killing Dugu Wuwang is understandable, but Ye Liuyun theoretically poses no threat to the third prince Zheng Hong.

"It's very simple." Dugu Wuwang sneered:
"You don't think that the Red Blood Cult alone can kill so many people in the martial arts world in just one year, do you?"

Ye Liuyun suddenly looked up with horror in his eyes.

"That's right." Zheng Hong nodded.
"Knights use their martial arts to break the law, and martial arts masters, under the guise of chivalry and justice, ignore the law and act recklessly."

"He should be executed!" "From now on, the martial arts of this world will only be passed down among the people at the Zhuangxue and Coagulation realms. There will be no more Guizang masters. Only in this way can the world be at peace."

He paced forward and said slowly:
"Jinlun Temple, Badao Manor, the Ye family, the Fu family..."

"These Jianghu sects and aristocratic families are the cancer of Zheng State. They must be eradicated one by one, leaving no one behind!"

Now that the Jinlun Temple has been massacred, the Badao Manor has been destroyed, and the Fu family is serving the imperial court, the only top forces left in the martial arts world are the Chixue Sect and the Ye family.

today.

It can be solved in one fell swoop!
Moreover, the massacre of people in the martial arts world can be concealed for a while, but not forever. Ye Liuyun will find out sooner or later, so it is natural for Zheng Hong to kill people to silence them.

“What a scheming person!”

"What a trick!"

Dugu Wuwang praised loudly, and then said in a cold voice:
"Unfortunately, I don't believe you can kill Yuan Ding. If you have such strength, why are you so afraid of me?"

"Summer insects cannot talk about ice." Facing Dugu Wuwang's questioning, Zheng Hong shook his head slightly:
"The swordsmanship I cultivate emphasizes intention over strength. If I can cultivate the best artistic conception in the world, I will be invincible."

"Bullshit!" Dugu Wuwang said angrily:

"Where in the world is there such a knife..."

?

Halfway through his words, his eyes moved slightly:
"That devilish sword, the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Law!"

"Huh?" Zheng Hong raised his eyebrows, looking surprised.

"You actually know?"

"good."

He nodded and continued:
"It is the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Manipulative Technique, the same devil sword that was defeated by the fist of the peerless grandmaster by a single move."

"The Fu family surrendered to the imperial court and brought that person's inheritance with them. Unfortunately..."

"The knife is ruined!"

The sword is destroyed, but the skills and techniques are still there.

"Really?" Dugu Wuwang took a deep breath and slowly stood up straight:
"I want to see for myself if the legendary demon sword is really that powerful!"

"No rush." ​​Zheng Hong was not in a hurry to take action, but continued:
"This king started practicing martial arts at the age of three, established his foundation at the age of five, solidified his blood at the age of ten, and achieved Guizang with the help of the Blood-stealing Curse at the age of seventeen."

Blood Curse?
Dugu Wuwang's cheek twitched.

"Afterwards, he learned the magic sword, entered the realm of breaking limits, was crowned a prince, and killed Yuan Ding!"

Zheng Hong slowly raised the long sword in his hand and said in a leisurely voice:
"People often say: 'What happens in the martial world ends in the martial world.' Little do they know that the Devil Blade's Dharmakaya can only advance by leaps and bounds in the imperial court."

The magic sword cultivates the sword intention.

The higher and more noble your status, the stronger your sword intent.

Zheng Hong was the prince of the State of Zheng, of unparalleled status. By the time he was crowned King of Qi and was expected to become the Supreme, his strength had already reached the level of Yuan Ding.

"Last night, the Crown Prince, dissatisfied with his imprisonment, secretly colluded with the Imperial Guards to attack the palace at night, and was beheaded by General Nie."

"My father was already ill, and he fainted from the shock and unfortunately passed away."

"My king!"

"You shall ascend the throne!"

He raised his long sword high, and an inexplicable aura gathered from his body. The invisible sword energy raged in the field, becoming more and more powerful.

"today!"

"Ye Liuyun was no match for the Crimson Blood Sect leader, Dugu Wuwang. This king had no choice but to draw his sword and kill the Crimson Blood Sect leader at Pingshan."

"The court!"

"I am the emperor, I am the only one in the world, above all the people."

"Jianghu!"

"I am number one in the world, and no one can defeat me."

"Only when I hold supreme authority in both the imperial court and the martial arts world can I forge this unrivaled sword of mine."

Vertical and horizontal sword!

The sword suddenly appeared.

Dugu Wuwang's eyes were filled with confusion, reflecting the sorrow of his childhood, the determination of his adulthood, and the heroic spirit of his prime...

Relatives, friends, subordinates, children... all appeared before my eyes, and eventually disappeared.

"puff!"

His body trembled slightly, and his face showed despair:

"Good...sword skills!"

Zheng Hong put away his knife, looked towards where Ye Liuyun was, and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Escape?"

"With your help, I have developed an invincible swordsmanship. Even if it is the peerless master Master Xuansheng, what do I have to fear?"

(End of this chapter)