You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 477 - 230: I Gave You a Chance, but You Couldn’t Take It (Part 2)
Sikong Zhen laughed heartily at the sky, not even feeling the urgency of killing Ye Qingzhou.
As long as he becomes a Martial God, even Prince Yii would have to treat him with respect. His identity and status would be entirely different, so why continue to follow the orders of a Crown Prince like a dog?
But before Sikong Zhen could feel joyous, he suddenly sensed his power rapidly draining away, being wildly absorbed by the Flame Emperor Sword.
"Stop! Stop it now!"
Sikong Zhen tried to let go, but the Flame Emperor Sword seemed glued to his hand, unable to be discarded, while his internal power continued to be extracted.
He immediately understood that this was Ye Qingzhou’s doing.
"What have you done?!"
"Setting up an array."
While recovering from his injuries, Ye Qingzhou sarcastically remarked, "I’m curious, with your strength, can you overcome the Royal City Array of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
"What?"
Sikong Zhen was shocked at the words.
Qiuyu City, being the Royal Capital of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, has defenses that are undoubtedly extremely strong. Even the Celestial King Martial God at the Eleven-Stories Celestial Tower would find it difficult to breach the array defenses in a short time.
How could he, just a mere Martial Saint, the weakest and most fragile among them, compare to such an array?
Escape!
Sikong Zhen had no intention of saving face, to him, life was more important than anything.
But Ye Qingzhou had long prepared to use a borrowed sword for a killing, so how could he let him escape alive?
Buzz~
With Ye Qingzhou’s slight adjustments, the array within the array had been completed, and at this moment Sikong Zhen had been indeed marked as the enemy, so the array immediately drew upon the power of the Earth Veins, trapping him in his place.
"Ah!"
Sikong Zhen’s shoulders sank, the immense gravity directly pinned his Martial Saint Physique firmly to the ground.
A Martial Saint’s Physique is incredibly tough, even if a mountain were to press down, they could easily break free.
However, quantity changes lead to qualitative changes; the City Defense Array of Qiuyu City was built by the founding Sovereign with supreme Divine Power, directly harnessing Earth Core Evil Fire for use. Its vast power, let alone a mountain, would be equivalent to a thousand mountains.
Even though Ye Qingzhou only moved a portion of the array’s strength at present, it was equivalent to dozens of mountains.
Sikong Zhen was suppressed like this, stacked like blocks, escape was impossible.
Currently, he was crushed to the ground, even exhausting all his strength couldn’t make him move, even lifting a finger was extremely difficult.
Ye Qingzhou walked up, picked up the Flame Emperor Sword, and taunted Sikong Zhen, "You’re quite the fighter, aren’t you? Come again? If you have the ability, just kill me... "
"Brat, have the guts to release me!"
"I gave you a chance, it was you who couldn’t take it."
Without the suppression of the array, Ye Qingzhou wouldn’t be a match for Sikong Zhen, but this trick of using a borrowed sword to kill truly left Sikong Zhen frustrated.
"Boy, I’ll admit defeat this time, but I am a loyal minister of Prince Yii, and this time I’m one of the envoys accompanying the Crown Prince to visit the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, you cannot kill me."
Sikong Zhen relied on his envoy status, trying to intimidate Ye Qingzhou.
But why would Ye Qingzhou care about such things?
"Are you senile?"
Ye Qingzhou mercilessly mocked, "You’ve come to kill me, and still rambling on about these, thinking I won’t dare to kill you?"
"Die!"
The Flame Emperor Sword was lifted high, utilizing the power of the array and the sharpness of the Divine Weapon, and Ye Qingzhou slashed Sikong Zhen’s head off.
As Sikong Zhen perished, blood rain fell from the sky, and the earth mourned, as if heaven and earth were lamenting the demise of a Martial Saint Strong Person.
Such a phenomenon naturally alarmed the entire Royal City.
Just as everything was about to settle, a blade light appeared out of thin air, striking Ye Qingzhou’s neck with inconceivable speed.
Clang~
At the critical juncture, a blade light burst from within Ye Qingzhou, fierce like fire, righteous in wrath, like a Karma Fire Red Lotus blooming in the Five Turbid Evil World.
This was a blade intent left by Lian Hongying on Ye Qingzhou, comparable to a full-strength strike from a Tenth Realm Martial God, meant to save Ye Qingzhou’s life.
The two blade lights clashed intensely, representing the distant battle between two Martial God realm powerhouses.
The blade lights carried Divine Power, and under mutual impact, the heaven trembled, the earth shattered.
Flowing Fire Celestial Street, already devastated by the battle between Ye Qingzhou and Sikong Zhen, was completely torn apart by the furious energy waves at this moment.
Surrounding buildings seemed to have been hit by a hurricane, becoming fragmented ruins, half collapsed.
Two towering beautiful figures tread upon wind and fire, each clutching double blades, their eyes sharp, both at this moment gazing at a certain position.
"Queen Er."
"So it is you."
Lian Qixia and Lian Hongying were filled with righteous indignation, glaring in anger.
Queen Er, once viewed by them as the pillar of the nation, for royal power, unexpectedly conspired with outsiders, attempted to assassinate the Sovereign, and even sought to trigger a civil war within the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom.
At this moment, Queen Er Lian Lingxiao, aware of her exposure, no longer hid, gracefully stepped out from the dream-like illusion.
Lian Qixia, insightful, immediately understood the causes and consequences, then sighed, "I thought it was borrowing a sword for a kill, didn’t expect it to be inviting the enemy into a trap, seems like I’ve lost this round."
"Was the assassination of Mother by Lian Huoqi also your doing?"
Beneath Lian Qixia’s pair of willow brows, her eyes now revealed deep killing intent. If not for Ye Qingzhou’s Holy Phoenix Nirvana Pill resurrecting Lian Huoji from the dead, she might already be in mourning.
Mother Lian Huoji was her sole reverse scale.
Facing Lian Qixia’s interrogation, Lian Lingxiao’s gaze was tender and charming, but her spine remained steadfastly straight, clearly showing no guilt nor intention of retreat, "I wasn’t the mastermind, just a participant, merely taking delight in it. Unfortunately, in the end, it was all in vain, couldn’t kill her."
