Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Zifu Jinge was determined to obtain the Dao of Ascension, so Huo Tiancheng would naturally not admit defeat. He stretched out his hand and pressed his own vital points to stop the rapid flow of blood.

The voice said calmly: "How can Huo admit defeat when he hasn't fallen yet? Go ahead."

"Senior Brother Huo!"

Feng Er Niang had stood up anxiously.

Seeing Huo Tiancheng bleeding, Mei Qingge's face also turned ugly, but swords and knives have always been blind. Although peace comes first, there will indeed be many uncontrollable factors when the real fight starts.

On the opposite side, He Yuan's expression also darkened.

"Why is this person so careless when he attacks?"

Gongsun Yunfeng frowned and said, "Yes, whose disciple is this? I will teach him a lesson when I return to Yincheng."

While the two were talking, the Silver City disciple on the stage had already made another move.

Huo Tiancheng did not dare to be arrogant. A purple light flashed on his sword. The disciples of Yincheng also emitted white light from their swords, and their swords became more and more fierce.

Yin Qingxuan felt a little bad and asked in a low voice: "Ayu, who do you think will win?"

Ye Jingyu said: "Although the disciples of Yincheng are young, their swordsmanship is very sophisticated, and their skills are probably not inferior to Mr. Huo. This... is really hard to say."

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but look at He Yuan. They had agreed to stop at a certain point, but now Huo Tiancheng was injured. With her temper, she must be angry.

Her father really didn't make a good move in this regard.

The moment his mind turned, changes occurred on the stage.

The Silver City disciple's sword was unsheathed again and headed straight for Huo Tiancheng's throat.

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but be shocked. If Huo Tiancheng died, the disciples of Zifu would definitely not let it go. Why did this person kill him?

At this critical moment, Huo Tiancheng suddenly tilted his head and changed the direction of the sword. A strand of black hair was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground.

"court death!"

He kept giving in, but the other party kept pressing on and on. Even a Bodhisattva would get a little angry.

The sword tip shook, and a purple light burst out and cut the opponent's wrist. The Yincheng disciple seemed to have expected this move, and he retracted his wrist and turned the sword tip to stab Huo Tiancheng's ribs.

Huo Tiancheng sneered.

"If that's all you can do, just lie down.

The corners of the Silver City disciple's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

Seeing that Huo Tiancheng's sword was in front of him, his right hand suddenly pressed the mechanism on the hilt, and three delicate daggers as long as three fingers shot out from the hilt.

He Yuan's expression changed and he jumped onto the stage to grab the three hidden weapons, but he was still a step too slow.

The three daggers pierced through Huo Tiancheng's flesh and flew out from behind him.

"How dare you! Who told you to use a hidden weapon?"

He Yuan reached out and hugged Huo Tiancheng, then kicked the Silver City disciple aside.

Huo Tiancheng's blood color instantly disappeared, and his eyes quickly brightened.

"Huo Tiancheng!"

Ye Jinglan had been with him for several months and had developed some friendship with him. Seeing that he had no hope of survival, he stood up suddenly.

Yin Qingxuan was also shocked. She never expected it to turn out like this. She quickly took out the spiritual spring water, flew straight to the stage, pinched Huo Tiancheng's mouth and poured the water into his mouth.

Huo Tiancheng stared with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking for someone.

At this time, Mei Qingge, Cui Yu and Feng Erniang also flew onto the stage at the same time.

"Brother Huo, Brother Huo!"

Feng Er Niang grabbed Huo Tiancheng's hand and couldn't stop crying.

Looking at this slightly weathered face, Huo Tiancheng's eyes suddenly showed a hint of relief. He wanted to speak, but blood gushed out of his throat in large gulps.

"Hurry up and stop talking. Qingxuan will definitely be able to save you. Stop talking."

Feng Er Niang was hurriedly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Ye Jingyu had already taken his pulse and then shook his head.

The heart meridian is broken, even the spiritual spring may not be able to save it.

Seeing Huo Tiancheng injured so badly, Mei Qingge couldn't help but feel angry. Without He Yuan's instruction, how could a mere disciple dare to kill him like this? She suddenly raised her hand and slapped He Yuan heavily.

"This is your sincerity towards me, He Yuan, you are indeed shameless and despicable!"