Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 615: Dashun Palace Eight Hundred Miles Express

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So what?

Yeah, so what.

He used to spoil Xuan Tianming's woman, destroying heaven and earth. If Xiao Qianzhou attacked her, so what?

The arrival of Xuan Tianming made both Ban Zou and King Lian heave a sigh of relief, and the King of Qianzhou finally understood why Feng Yuheng, who had been beaten to the point of no retreat, suddenly had a smile on his face. Being able to enter the Phoenix Palace under his nose, and sweep away his opponent with another whip, Feng Zhaoyu felt chills in his heart. How high is the martial arts of the ninth prince of Dashun Dynasty?

At this time, Xuan Tianming was pulling Feng Yuheng around to look around. After confirming that she was not injured, he lectured her: "You really can't stand it and go out to cause trouble for me. If you want to kill someone, just tell me. Why bother doing it yourself? You are only fourteen years old, and you are still a little girl with small arms and legs. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for you to fight with a grown man?"

Lian Wang rolled his eyes when he heard this, thinking that these two people were really capable of talking nonsense. Ban Zou was used to it and nodded in agreement.

Feng Yuheng took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I won't dare to do it next time."

"Yes." Xuan Tianming rubbed her head, "Be good." Then he asked seriously: "How many times did he hit you just now?"

Feng Yuheng thought for a while, "In the beginning, there was no distinction between superior and inferior, and I didn't suffer much. Later, I got tired and received three blows on my arm, two on my shoulder, one on my left calf, and one on my right thigh. Two times, the left wrist is the focus of attention, eleven times."

"Okay." Xuan Tianming nodded, pushed him towards the class, "Give your master a shoulder squeeze." Then the long whip suddenly straightened due to internal force, and the whip was pointed slightly straight. King Qianzhou, "Nineteen blows in total, Feng Zhaoyu, how do you want to die?"

Feng Zhaoyu was very upset about how easily Xuan Tianming took Feng Yuheng back from him. He had always been conceited and never thought that anyone could beat him. Even the master who taught him kung fu killed him himself after he learned it. He had inquired about the Ninth Prince of Dashun and found that his kung fu was good and not bad, but he still could not reach his level. Xuan Tianming was best at leading troops in battle, using large-scale formations, rather than fighting alone.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that it was just a coincidence and was caused by his carelessness. Facing Xuan Tianming's question, he burst out laughing and wanted to say "arrogant". Who knows, before he could say anything, he heard the opposite Xuan Tianming suddenly say something he had also said before: "Noisy!" Then the long whip spun around, swiping at his left and right arms and struck twice with the whip on each side, whipping Feng Zhaoyu into circles.

"There should have been three blows on the arm, and the extra one is the interest I charge." He said it easily, as if cleaning up Feng Zhaoyu and beating up a drowned dog were the same concept, and there was no difficulty at all.

A chilly air surged up from Feng Zhaoyuzhou's body. His original bookishness was completely gone. At this moment, he was like an evil ghost from hell. Even if he had to go back eventually, he would have to pull another one. Padded.

He rushed towards Xuan Tianming, the five fingers of his left hand became claws, and a sword was drawn out from his waist in his right hand. The sword shone with frost, making people feel as if the sword body was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Lian Wang took a breath of cold air and murmured: "It is made from thousands of years of ice from the extremely cold place in the northernmost part of Qianzhou. There is only one in the world, and it is of his master's lineage. A sword passed down from the family, but I didn’t expect that when he became a master slayer, he would even get this sword."

Feng Yuheng frowned: "How can the thousand-year-old ice be so flexible? Can it be wrapped around your waist?" She couldn't understand it at all, but she also knew that there were too many things that could not be said about the five thousand years of civilization and the future generations. Strange things that cannot be described or explained, and even thousands of years of ice are unimaginable.

Feng Zhaoyu's counterattack carried the determination to die together, and Xuan Tianming could also feel the destructive aura deeply. Unfortunately, this level of shock was not enough for Xuan Tianming.

He said: "The king of the subjugated country, is your anger only a little bit like this?"

Feng Zhaoyu's whole face was green. Xuan Tianming's words made his moves a little more ruthless. He had never used all he had learned in his life like he did today, and his head coach's internal strength had also not been fully utilized. Let it out like this without reservation. Each sword was filled with cold air. When the cold air swept over the ground, a layer of frost appeared on the ground. When it swept over the tables and chairs, the tables and chairs shattered into eight pieces. Ban Zao protected Feng Yuheng in front of him, and King Lian followed him and hid behind him. However, he could still feel the howling cold wind. The feeling made people doubt that the Phoenix Pavilion would collapse under the ice sword. .

Xuan Tianming, however, shook his head while fighting, "King Qianzhou, it's not enough. Your resentment is not enough. For those who major in Yinhan moves, the resentment in their hearts is the guarantee for the full use of the moves. Your resentment is not enough. These three hundred and sixty ice-cold sword techniques have not even exerted 60% of their power."

Feng Zhaoyu's heart "thumped" as Xuan Tianming's words hit his heart and lungs directly, revealing the root of his weakness in swordsmanship. It felt like the secret he had tried so hard to hide was exposed in public, which touched the dark side of his heart.

But Xuan Tianming's words continued, whipping one after another, forcing him to listen - "You have pursued the throne all your life, and you have succeeded step by step on the blood of your relatives. What you have in your heart is not resentment. , but cruelty. What exists in you is not resentment, but hostility. Even though you are a martial arts prodigy, it is not easy to use your hostility to perform such moves. However, if you want to go further, it is too difficult. ”

With each word he attacked, Feng Zhaoyu was unable to evade or hide, and all his weaknesses were exposed to the enemy. What he got in return was a new round of more violent attacks from the enemy.

Xuan Tianming said: "I have rarely done anything like this in recent years, so many people only remember that I am good at using formations, but forget that I also studied under an expert. Qianzhou King , you hit my wife nineteen times, and I asked for thirty-six lashes with the money and profit. Now, it’s time to send you to be buried with this piece of land under the collapse of the sky.”

After saying that, the long whip swung faster and weirder. In a few movements, Feng Zhaoyu's long sword was thrown up and fell straight in front of Feng Yuheng and the others. The next moment, the whip went straight to his neck and wrapped around Feng Zhaoyu's neck with just one rotation.

Xuan Tianming's strength changed, and all his internal energy was concentrated on the long whip. Feng Zhaoyu felt that the long whip around his neck was getting tighter and tighter, and all the blood in his body surged up, suffocating his eyes. His eyes were almost full of tears, he opened his mouth and breathed in desperately, but he had more air coming out and less air coming in.

The dynasty fell, and the more than ten years of fighting for the bloodline were hurriedly replayed in his mind. The relatives and brothers he had killed stood back in front of him one by one. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were angry, and some wanted to strangle him. There is also King Lian. He always remembers one night many years ago when his father and Duanmu Anguo talked all night long. His father said that the emperor’s grandson could not be killed, so Duanmu Anguo told his father that he would become an emperor who had no right to fight for the throne. Granddaughter. As a result, his cousin Feng Zhaolian was sent to a sorcerer, who fed him medicine all day long, turning him into a medicine man who was neither male nor female.

The road to the throne was made with blood, but before he could sit on it for many years, a collapse destroyed everything.

Feng Zhaoyu laughed loudly, looked at Xuan Tianming, and used his last strength to say to him: "If I die, you will have to be buried with me." After speaking, he was breathless, but the last word left his mouth At the same time, the entire Phoenix Pavilion suddenly sank. The speed was so fast that before anyone could react, the lower three floors had already sunk to the ground.

Seeing the snow pouring in outside the wide open window, Xuan Tianming quickly let go of the whip that was holding the Qianzhou monarch, rushed towards Feng Yuheng, and grabbed the person. Rush straight up. At the same time, the long whip was raised, making a hole in the roof of Phoenix Pavilion, and then took the people flying straight into the sky.

Ban Zou also followed behind and started using Qinggong. He didn't get very high before he jumped up. Suddenly his ankles tightened and he was pulled back again and fell to the ground with a plop.

He lowered his head to look and saw that King Lian was holding on to his ankles, shouting, "Don't leave me!" He was so angry that his nose didn't crooked, but he still stepped forward and caught King Lian. With one blow, he took the people flying straight towards the gap.

Under the collapse of the sky, the last complete building in the palace also sank into the ground with a "rumbling" sound. When King Lian looked back, he told them: "This is Feng Zhaoyu who activated the self-sinking mechanism in advance. He himself I just want to help someone support me." As he spoke, he patted his heart and said to Xuan Tianming, "Fortunately you're here. If you hadn't come, with Yaya's three-legged cat's skills, we would have been there by now. It’s become the stuffing for Feng Zhaoyu’s dumplings.”

Feng Yuheng did not try to be brave this time and took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I was careless." Then she looked at Xuan Tianming with lingering fear and said: "He attacked my left wrist directly."

Xuan Tianming gently held her in his arms, stroked her hair, and said over and over again: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lian Wang turned away, "It's so sour." Then he looked up at the ruined royal family, and a coldness came to his lips, "Feng Family, Qian Zhou, I'll pay you back what you owe me. Goodbye."

Xuan Tianming's army stayed in Qianzhou Kyoto for half a month, dug out all the corpses they could find, and buried them together at the old palace site. All the people in Kyoto voluntarily gave up their Qianzhou household registration and switched to Dashun.

Half a month later, tens of thousands of troops led all the people of Kyoto all the way south, preparing to return to Dashun.

Before leaving, Xuan Tianming detached ten thousand soldiers, and Qian Li led the troops to continue north to rescue the surviving people in the few remaining cities in the north.

On the way back, he asked Feng Yuheng: "My father promised to give you a dowry after Qianzhou was captured, but now that Qianzhou is like this, what are you going to do with it?"

Feng Yuheng said: "Thousands of weeks of sealing the country, leaving no common people behind, but leaving soldiers to garrison. I want to turn this place into Dashun's storage warehouse, breeding garden, and Tianshan Mountain into a pharmaceutical factory. One day, it will be prosperous again. Get up."

Qianzhou, which was originally civilized, returned to the freezing cold a month later. It was as if the collapse had never happened, and the land returned to peace again.

But the people had lost the confidence to live any longer. They followed the army all the way south, passing through Luocheng and Bincheng, and then out of Beimen Pass. Finally, they stood in Jiangzhou, the territory of Dashun. superior.

As soon as the army entered Jiangzhou, an official messenger came on horseback. After meeting Xuan Tianming, he handed over an express message in his hand and said at the same time: "Your Highness, the Imperial Palace in the capital, eight hundred miles away, urgent."