Chapter 324: Emperor Qing died, and the aftermath was shocking.

The gunshot came suddenly, without any warning or murderous intent.

Therefore, the reaction time left for Grand Master Qingdi was very short. When a fatal aura appeared, he only had time to blink his eyes and try his best to turn his head, and then a roar broke out behind his head!
The heavy blow was like a sledgehammer hitting the back of his head!
No one knows how strong the Grand Master's flesh and bones are, and no one knows whether the Grand Master's flesh and bones can withstand a small pistol bullet.

After all, there are very few masters, and even fewer materials willing to use for experiments.
Emperor Qing was unable to resist this force. His face turned pale, and the light in his eyes became uncertain. A stream of blood spread out from the back of his head, gradually dyeing the surrounding sea water red.

too fast!
No one knows how Ang Lee did it all!

Li An was not feeling well at this time. He was injured. In addition to the great consumption of his true energy, he also suffered severe internal injuries and the impact of falling from the cliff into the sea, and his lungs were also seriously injured. At this critical moment of life and death, he also burst out unprecedented energy.

This gunpowder. Who taught you to bury it like this?

There is something!

Li An cheered up and was now waiting for the arrival of the ships from Northern Qi.

While repairing his own injuries, he was also guarding against possible attacks.

A corpse wearing bright yellow clothes was floating on the sea. It was the body of Emperor Qing. It was put into the system space smoothly, which proved that Emperor Qing was indeed dead and could not die any more.

Haha, Emperor Qing, who compared himself to be greater than the temple, would eventually die from a small pistol bullet. It is hard to say whether this is an irony or not.

Compared to the unlucky master like Li Ang, the other masters are in much better situation.

Although the top of Dadong Mountain is extraordinary and unreachable for ordinary people, falling from the top of the mountain will kill you. But for the Grandmaster's means and physical fitness, it is not fatal. At least Li An knows that the battle is not over yet.

This time, the offensive and defensive situations have changed.

The person who needs the most concern and the biggest danger shifted from Emperor Qing to Wu Zhu.

The position of the former helper Si Gu Jian will also change accordingly.
Soon, several people's heads appeared above the water. When they did not notice Emperor Qing's figure, they had roughly guessed the outcome of the matter.

Everyone was just going with the flow, and the scene fell into a brief silence for a moment. No one spoke, and no one moved.

They are all weighing the pros and cons in this short period of time.

Today's battle at Mount Dadong was indeed a gamble. The world today is like the Three Kingdoms divided into three parts. Although Emperor Qing is dead, the general trend remains the same.

Although Emperor Qing is dead, Qing still has Fan Xian and Wu Zhu. Given the relationship and affection between Si Gu Jian and Ye Qing Mei, it is hard to say whether they will continue to waver as before. After all, Si Gu Jian is good at betting on both sides.

Ku He grabbed the unconscious Haitang Duoduo, while Yan Xiaoyi was still awake. They moved closer to Li An, guarding against any possible crisis.

There was no sign of Shisanlang, which made Li An feel depressed.

"There are ships coming from a distance, but they are not ours." Yan Xiaoyi supported Li An's body with his back palm and said in a deep voice.

Since they are not their own people, they must be the navy of Jiaozhou of Qing Kingdom.

Yan Xiaoyi's eyesight is so sharp that he can see the general idea from a long distance.

"go!"

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The wind is strong along the coastline.

After Fan Xian fastened his belt and made sure that he was fully equipped, he stretched his limbs and climbed down along the stone path of Dadong Mountain.

"There are so many smart people in this world, and they all subconsciously chose the Dadong Mountain, a remote place."

He did not stop. He knew from the beginning that since Li An, who was good at calculating, dared to come, he must have sufficient backup plans. No matter how Emperor Qing would respond later, or how much he had hidden, at least, Li An had a way to die together. Fan Xian was very sure of this.

He never thinks highly of himself.

With my ninth-grade cultivation, it is not suitable for me to stay here. Even if Uncle Wu Zhu will protect me, I do not have the strength of a master after all.

Wu Zhu's previous battle with the two temple people was already so difficult, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect himself later. His means had already been arranged, and it was not very important whether he stayed or not.

Today, even Fan Xian has become so cold-blooded.

Or did he subconsciously choose to ignore the life of the gun-wielding shadow?

The domineering true energy in Fan Xian's body was circulating, and his hands stuck firmly to the smooth stone wall, as if they had suction cups. At this time, he was in very good condition, and there was no problem of insufficient true energy. When he was about to reach the bottom, the sound of the reefs and waves in the sea was clearly audible.

With the sound of the explosion from above, Fan Xian was stunned.

"Explosives?"

He swallowed, then let go of the object in an instant and rushed towards the rocky sea surface not far away, as if he was not worried at all that he would be smashed to pieces.

The violent wind hit his back, causing him to deviate from the landing point he had originally chosen!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was knocked far away and then fell straight into the water. "Why did the emperor know that Uncle Wuzhu would definitely be in Dadong Mountain?"

The great masters seemed to be attracted to each other and gathered at Dadong Mountain without any agreement. It seemed that Wuzhu was reasonable here.

But Fan Xian understood that Emperor Qing was certain that Wu Zhu would be there, and the two people in the temple were just there for him.

The incident of the abnormal death of the high priest at the end of the year before last came to Fan Xian's mind.

Perhaps, the connection between Emperor Qing and the temple existed earlier than he thought?

After the explosion, Fan Xian also saw the Jiaozhou navy approaching from a distance, but now he was also one of the assassins of Emperor Qing, and he did not know what order Emperor Qing had given to the Jiaozhou navy before, so he did not dare to approach rashly.

Without thinking, he dived into the sea in an instant and disappeared.

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A warship was sailing quickly on the sea. The soldiers on lookout just now observed the figure of the person who fell into the sea. They rushed over here hastily, shooting dozens of feather arrows mercilessly.

They are anxious!

Under this kind of divine power, is Your Majesty dead or alive?
The generals on the ship had mixed expressions on their faces. Thinking about these rumors and the blockade of the direction of Kyoto, perhaps the situation was really going to change!

What should I do then? If nothing happens to His Majesty in the end, I will be finished.

The navy ships were afraid to get too close to the shore because they were worried about the reefs at the foot of Dadong Mountain. No matter what the reason was, they were all trying their best to search for something, but there was no one on the sea at this time, not even a fish or shrimp, all of them were frightened by the loud noise just now and fled in all directions.

Fan Xian was lying quietly under the boat at this moment. Perhaps because the sound of the waves hitting the rocks was too loud, and he deliberately suppressed his own voice, no one could notice his arrival.

His face was pale but calm.

The impact also caused him internal injuries. Even with the strong meridians he had cultivated over the years of practicing Tyrannical Qi, he was still unable to withstand it...

He had to hurry back to Beijing to do what he should do.

The shore was filled with smoke and dust, and it was unclear how many people survived. Thinking of the more than one hundred tiger guards and thousands of black cavalry, Fan Xian felt heavy in his heart.

(End of this chapter)