I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1921

Chapter 1797: Chop Me

In public, Hua Zhiyao, the envoy from Yunshan, slapped Yue Gongli, the successor to Han Gong Emperor Realm?

“He is so bold!”

There was an immediate commotion in the reception room.

The maids were terrified. Some dropped the jade plates of cakes in their hands in fear, and some even lost their grip on the pipa, which fell to the ground with a thud.

It was clearly just a plain slap in the face.

It didn’t even have the slightest fluctuation of holy power, and it hit the unsuspecting Yuegong Li on the cheek, successfully fanning Master Li away.

The force and impact were clearly not that strong, but it just made everyone in the audience retreat more than ten steps.

The only one who didn’t retreat was Yuegong Kui.

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

Yuegong Kui was petrified.

At this moment, his mind once again recalled Brother Zhiyao’s expression of “facing death with indifference” and his request of “grant me a death”.

He finally understood.

There are some things that you cannot listen to because you cannot understand them.

As for some people, even if they want to protect themselves, they probably can’t do so even if they risk their lives.

“So this is the way to die…”

Yue Gongkui’s head was buzzing. He thought about it from another perspective. If Master Li asked him to go to Yunshan Emperor Realm, he would trick Hua Changdeng off the main seat and slap him in front of everyone…

He couldn’t think any further.

He was already shuddering with fear, wondering how much courage it took for Hua Zhiyao to be able to slap him like that.

retreat?

Yuegong Kuisheng was scanning the people around him.

He really wanted to stay away from the dangerous vortex of the reception hall like the guards and maids, draw his sword and pretend to protect the emperor, but he hesitated to move forward.

He can’t retreat.

It was he who ushered in the Emperor realm of Han Palace.

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

“Someone come!”

Yuegong Kui screamed miserably.

He was like a mad and angry beast, slashing at the air with his hand and roaring, “Capture this old man! Capture him! I will kill him myself. I will take him to the Yunshan Emperor Territory and behead him in front of everyone!”

If the king humiliates his minister, he will die.

In his own territory, Master Li was slapped by an envoy from another tribe. This really cannot be explained by any “mission”.

Hua Zhiyao must die!

If he doesn’t die, and if Yunshan Hua Changdeng doesn’t say anything, Hangong Emperor Realm will use all the power of the clan to slaughter Yunshan with blood to wash away today’s shame!
“Patata…”

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

This time, more than ten people rushed in.

But Hua Zhiyao was a semi-saint, how could the Taixu guards take him down?
When the guards rushed out, they hoped that Hua Zhiyao would show mercy and leave a few residual souls for the clan to resurrect them later.

But surprisingly…

Dozens of people rushed out, more than ten swords crossed, and quickly put them on Hua Zhiyao’s neck, cutting his skin and causing blood to flow.

In the end, Hua Zhiyao did not resist.

He just stared calmly at Master Li, who was bending in front of him, falling into the arms of a maid, with his hands covering his face, as if he had been slapped and was stunned.

“He deserves to die!”

Anger comes from the heart.

The more Hua Zhiyao acted like he was ready to die, the angrier people became.

One of the guards was about to kick Hua Zhiyao and break his knee, forcing him to kneel before Master Li and repent.

The captain of the guard stepped in just in time and kicked the young man’s foot away, warning him with a cold look:
This is a half-saint!

There is a general principle that the holy cannot be insulted at any time or in any place.

This was originally a rule established by the five Saint Emperor families, and was later adopted by the Holy Divine Continent and widely accepted by all the Semi-Saints.

Today’s Hua Zhiyao may be tomorrow’s him and me, and all the semi-saints inside and outside the clan.

Hua Zhiyao slapped Yue Gongli in the face, and there is no need to ask what the outcome was.

However, if the guards dared to kick the Half-Saint’s legs and break the Saint’s knees, the Emperor of Han Palace would be condemned by all races for this action.

“team leader……”

The young guard was confused.

The saint cannot be insulted, so can Master Li be insulted?
There is indeed no rule that says that the young master cannot be slapped, but if it is not written, it is not a rule?

Mr. Li, do you deserve this slap in the face for nothing?

“puff!”

Yuegong Li spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, with stars in his eyes.

He had fair skin and a pretty good physique, but even so, Hua Zhiyao’s slap was so powerful 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’s mind was now filled with only one thought:
“Since I was little, only my sister dared to hit me like this. How dare he? How dare he?”

If it was a heavy punch, even if it pierced my heart, if it was a heavy sword strike, even if it split half of my body…

It’s nothing.

It’s only right to reciprocate, so just fight back.

But he slapped me, and in front of so many people, and he didn’t even use any holy power…

This is a humiliation!

This is a n*ked, undisguised provocation!

“Interesting, you are interesting…”

Yue Gongli struggled out of the maid’s arms, and he seemed to be having a seizure, muttering something like a madman: “Yunshan Emperor Realm, Hua Changdeng, it’s fun, you are so fun…”

He bent down, as if looking for something.

But after searching for a long time, he found nothing. The scene of being slapped in the face was still in his mind, until his foot kicked something, making a “bang” sound.

“Yes, the sword…”

He bent down and picked up the sword that Hua Zhiyao had handed to him and then slapped away.

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

He didn’t say anything. He raised the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Hua Zhiyao’s heart, and stabbed it in little by little.

“Death sentence?”

“Okay, as you wish, I will grant you death.”

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

The tip of the sword hits a hard object.

Hua Zhiyao’s skin is easily cracked, but his body is as hard as a rock.

Yue Gongli pushed so hard that even the first-grade spiritual sword was bent. He couldn’t break through Hua Zhiyao’s defense with just his physical strength!

“Hiss…”

Yuegong Liqi was happy.

Is it that even God is against me?

A defenseless person, whose flesh could not be pierced by his first-grade spiritual sword, but he could slap himself and leave a mark…

“You’re hard.”

Yuegong Li stabbed again with force.

Hua Zhiyao’s face was calm, just like a warrior of death, which further stimulated Yue Gongli’s sensitive nerves, “You are not afraid of death, you are really tough.”

“Master Li, I practice the ‘Dragon Bell Technique’. You cannot penetrate my defense without your holy power.” Hua Zhiyao replied calmly.

The art of dragon bell?

Yue Gongkui was slightly confused. He had never heard that Brother Zhiyao had practiced this spiritual skill?
But this didn’t seem to be important. What was important was that Master Li seemed to be going crazy…

Yuegong Li is indeed crazy.

What kind of dragon and bell technique is this? It’s all bird technique!

He was not at all interested in Hua Zhiyao’s physical skills, and had no desire to learn more.

He thrust hard, baring his teeth.

But God was really against him. His physical strength was actually inferior to Hua Zhiyao, and the sword could not penetrate him!

“Ahahaha…”

Yuegong Li turned her head and looked at the guards and maids around her.

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

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

Tomorrow, the news that “Young Master Li was slapped lightly by the Yunshan messenger at home” will also spread to all the major Saint Emperor families and become a laughing stock.

Buzz!
Holy power surged.

The first-grade spiritual sword rang out loudly, and Yue Gongli pierced through Hua Zhiyao’s rock-solid defense with one sword.

The entire blade of the sword was inserted into the sword, and the guard pushed Hua Zhiyao back with force, and the sharp edge of the sword was directly approaching the guard behind him in the splattering blood.

The guard’s hands were shaking with fear.

He was almost pierced and became a human skewer with Hua Zhiyao.

Yue Gongli thrust the sword into Hua Zhiyao’s body, only to feel that the sword was dull, as if it was clamped by solid rock or bone.

His eyes were slightly red, and he twisted his body vigorously, constantly pounding Hua Zhiyao’s heart to widen the blood hole. This allowed him to vent some of his emotions, and he asked softly:

“Why?”

Why? Why did you slap me? I feel so embarrassed when you do this.

Hua Zhiyao’s expression twitched, blood oozed from the corners of his lips, and he was ready to die: “The task assigned by the patriarch.”

Head of the family?

His home is…

Oh, someone from Yunshan, Hua Changdeng’s mission?
“Does Hua Changdeng have a grudge against me?”

Yue Gongli’s thoughts froze briefly. He searched through his past but could not find any time when he had offended Hua Changdeng.

He began to think again about the conflict between Han Gong and Yun Shan.

Conflicts exist all year round, but they never escalate to the point of life and death or even a slap in the face.

“Did I offend him when I was a child?”

Yue Gongli even began to wonder whether she had caused any indelible harm to Hua Changdeng without paying attention in her life.

So much so that he had to use such an extreme method to retaliate against himself.

The answer is “none”.

Be it himself and Hua Changdeng, or Han Gong Emperor Realm and Yun Shan Emperor Realm, none of them had gone to such an extreme extent.

That is, this person is not from Yunshan, but was summoned by Daoqiongcang to stir up trouble…

Oh, it’s not necessary to be so paranoid. This is the Han Palace Emperor Realm!
Yuegong Li knew Dao Qiongcang’s character too well.

At this critical juncture, the sarcastic Taoist priest would never jump out, even if someone stabbed his chest with a sword and punched his heart hard.

He would just smile and say, “Haven’t you eaten?”

“Ahahaha…”

Yue Gongli was about to go crazy when she thought of this. She felt that Hua Zhiyao’s expression at that moment was saying to her, “Didn’t you eat?”

He put more force on his hands.

He pulled out the sword, thrust it in, spun it, and grinded it. He wanted to crush Hua Zhiyao’s heart. He wanted Hua Zhiyao to die!
But before he died, he wanted to know clearly:
“Why!”

This second why is obviously different from the first.

Hua Zhiyao’s expression twitched, blood was flowing out of his seven orifices, and he said in a trembling voice: “The head of the family said, you know what you have done.”

I have no idea!

I don’t know anything!
Yue Gongli roared, too lazy to think.

There is no need to think about it, he has already thought about it.

He suddenly pulled out his sword and raised it high, ready to chop off the arrogant and unbearable heads of Hua Zhiyao and Xu Xiaoshou…

“Mr. Li!”

Yuegong Kui couldn’t hold back and spoke out any more.

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

He admitted that he was reckless and had spoken wildly before, but in fact, when things happened, he was unable to protect Brother Zhiyao.

But……

Mr. Li was really out of control.

Did he get upset today? Even if he was slapped, he shouldn’t behave like this
.

Yuegong Kui spoke at the right time.

The sword finally stopped at Hua Zhiyao’s neck.

Yue Gongli suddenly regained his composure. He stretched out his hand to smooth his hair that had been 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, let me tell you what Hua Changdeng said when he assigned you the task.”

“The Patriarch said that I slapped the Young Patriarch of the Imperial Realm of the Han Palace, which was a great disrespect and I should be humiliated and die. Please, Master Li, first give me thirteen swords to destroy my holy body, and then challenge my status to serve as a warning to others.”

Yuegong Li burst into laughter when he heard this.

He laughed so hard that tears were about to fall out, and he felt that these words were so absurd and unreasonable.

You clearly know that it is disrespectful, why do you still dare?
You clearly know that it is a provocation, why do you still dare?
Since it is a humiliation, how can destroying the holy body relieve the hatred in people’s hearts?
And to destroy the holy body, why do you need thirteen swords? What is the meaning of this number “thirteen”… It doesn’t matter!

Yue Gongli didn’t want to understand at all why it was thirteen and not twelve or fourteen, and why he wanted to destroy the body of a mere half-saint instead of Hua Changdeng.

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 asked sincerely.

“Why should I listen to your nonsense?” Yue Gongli raised the sword, pursed his lips and smiled, and was about to put it down.

He just has a rebellious nature, and he suddenly doesn’t want to kill Hua Zhiyao anymore.

He wanted to arrest Hua Zhiyao and bring him before Hua Changdeng, and let him judge this guy in front of him and cut him with one hundred and thirty swords.

Hua Zhiyao looked at the elegant young man calmly, and after a moment’s hesitation, he opened his lips and teeth and spoke like pearls:
“Mr. Li, please forgive me for offending you.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the reception room fell into deathly silence.

The guards and maids in the room could no longer hold back their heads which were about to drop to the ground, and suddenly raised them up in disbelief.

Even Yuegong Kui’s eyes almost popped out, as if he had heard something heretical.

offend……

Brother Zhiyao, how dare you use this word again?
“Ah!”

There was a sudden roar in the reception room.

Immediately, sword lights flashed in all directions, and an icy air was spreading.

In just a moment, Hua Zhiyao’s body was torn apart, his arms and legs were cut off by Yuegong Li Shisan’s sword, and his stomach was ripped open. It was a horrible sight.

Blood, intestines, broken limbs… were all over the ground.

Yuegong Li’s eyes were filled with anger, his pale face was splattered with blood, he looked like a devil with his sword tilted, and he was in an extremely happy mood.

Cool!
I don’t bother to worry about the positions of the two races.

Revenge when revenge is needed, and repay when grievances are needed. Overnight grudges are like overnight rice. When you taste them again later, they will no longer taste the same as they did before.

He enjoys and immerses himself in the present moment.

Not until the murderous intent disappeared did he feel something was wrong.

From the beginning to the end, Hua Zhiyao seemed to be simply provoking rather than coming to discuss the matter. His mission was so outrageous that it seemed like 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 Imperial Realm!
“What else do you wish for?”

Yue Gongli didn’t plan to keep this person anymore, so he just wanted to capture a wisp of his soul and bring it to Hua Changdeng.

Hua Zhiyao didn’t think much about it. He just smiled, with contempt on his lips, and imitated Yue Gongli’s tone just now, saying in a joking voice:
“Mr. Li, chop me.”

Bang!
Yue Gongli swung his sword down, and his speed was as fast as being slapped in the face just now.

The holy power and sword light were shining brightly in the reception hall, and no one could react. Even Yue Gongkui’s “no” was stuck in his throat. Hua Zhiyao had been cut in half from head to toe.

“Dead, dead…”

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

The maids retreated slowly, and some even fell to the ground.

The two halves of Hua Zhiyao’s body were violently chopped off to the sides, but when they landed on the ground, there was no splash of blood or flesh, but instead they turned into…

Two halves of stone?

The two blue-gray halves of the stone tablet are taller than a person and stand on either side of the reception hall, one on the left and one on the right.

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

The whole audience was silent.

“Bang.”

The magic sword in Yuegongli’s hand fell to the ground.

He finally realized where that strange feeling came from. It felt like he was being guided by someone?

But how is that possible?

In this whole world, even the ancestral gods cannot guide me.

Is this person a human or a stone tablet? Am I blind and can’t I see it?

Yuegong Li’s eyelids were drooping, his face was expressionless, and he looked 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.

Yuegong Li’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 this was Brother Zhiyao.

He had a heart-to-heart talk with Brother Zhiyao, and they discussed the issue of Wurao’s distribution. Brother Zhiyao was also a good speaker.

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

Yeah, what is this?

Throughout his life, Yuegong Kui has seen all kinds of weird and outrageous things, including those involving evil spirits and scary things.

He had never seen a person from a stone tablet provoke a tribe, and finally invite being beheaded and die at the hands of another tribe.

This is not scary at all.

It’s just absurd and contrary to common sense.

This thing itself should not even appear in this world or within the cognitive scope of “human beings”.

The key point is, even if this stone spirit is everywhere and has deceived himself and Master Li, why would it want to die?

Yuegong Kui walked forward in a daze and looked at the stone tablet on the left.

This half of the stone tablet was covered with several deep scratches… or rather sword marks, which were caused by Master Li just now.

Are there any words under the sword marks?

Yue Gongkui frowned slightly and read out softly:

“Endless?”

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

“There is another ‘Tao’ here…” Yue Gongkui pointed to a scattered stone that was a broken limb, and there were words on it.

Yue Gongli had a sinister look on his face and walked towards the other side of the tombstone.

In addition to the sword marks on the stone tablet here, there is also a large hole that goes straight through the back, which was just made by a stab.

There are also words.

At first glance, nothing much.

But when read together with the previous one and the one on the ground, things suddenly seem to become more serious:
“The Tao… has no end, is it enough to… stop?”