I have ascended the throne, why did my father rebel?

Chapter 42 The Unfortunate Second Prince!The martial arts are in turmoil, and the storm is about to rise!

Baishan is dead!

To Lu Zhao, this news was like a thunderbolt.

That's a mid-level master!
Looking at the entire Daewoo Dynasty, there are not many to be found.

Moreover, Baishan is the master of Xuanming Sect and possesses countless secrets of Xuanming Sect's supreme skills.

But was killed by an opponent with a lower realm than himself, with one move?

This realization was beyond Lu Zhao's expectations.

Above the Grandmaster, fighting across levels can lead to a complete victory.

This is almost impossible to achieve.

But now, this cognition, which has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, is now broken by himself in front of his eyes!

"The Wei Zhuang who instantly killed Master Lu Yin before was, after all, an opponent of the same level."

"But this person killed Bai Shan with the master's early stage skill!"

Lu Zhao took a few steps back. If he hadn't supported him from left to right, he might not be able to stand up for a while!
"Your Highness, Baishan is dead, we'd better leave quickly!"

As Lu Zhao's secret guard, although he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

But they were decidedly calmer.

Now that Baishan died, Xuan Mingzong was in danger.

It was only a matter of time before the blood-clothed troops from the north attacked the mountain.

If they found out that Lu Zhao was on the mountain, the consequences would be bad!

Thinking of Lu Yin's ending, Lu Zhao also shuddered when he regained his senses.

He believed that if Lu Xuan knew about his coming to Xuan Mingzong.

My result will definitely not be any better than Lu Yin's!

"Let's leave before the army has completely broken through Xuanmingzong's defense line!"

Now Xuan Mingzong's downfall has become an established fact.

It's useless to stay any longer.

I just thought that I had been planning for a long time, but now it was all in vain.

Lu Zhao couldn't help but hate Lu Xuan so much!
"Why, this temple has worked hard, but it always falls one step short."

"But you, Lu Xuan, can go smoothly, and you can get everything you want with your bare hands?!"

Clenching his fists, Lu Zhao took a few deep breaths before restraining his emotions.

"Let's go."

At this time, at the foot of Xuanmingzong Mountain, Baishan was dead.

The disciples of the Xuanming Sect, who had been firmly suppressed by the blood-clothed army in the north, had lost the will to fight again.

"The suzerain is dead!"

"The suzerain was killed!"

"Is Xuan Mingzong really going to perish today?"

The eyes of every Xuan Mingzong disciple revealed endless bewilderment and despair.

Who would have thought that before today, Xuanming Sect was still the top Bai Dao force with a transcendent status in the Dayu Wulin.

These people have always been proud of their status as disciples of Xuan Mingzong.

But within a day, the suzerain died and the successor was captured.

And they will soon be driven to extinction!
No one can accept such a gap!

All of a sudden, many disciples chose to drop their weapons one after another, and began to flee in all directions.

"Surround them up and kill anyone who dares to resist."

Bai Yifei put away the black and red swords and jumped back on the horse.

Looking down from a high position, he looked at the embarrassed figures of the Xuanming Sect disciples fleeing in all directions.

The order was given coldly.

"Yes!"

After receiving Bai Yifei's order, the blood-clothed soldiers of the Northern Territory made extremely oppressive footsteps and acted with a well-trained tacit understanding.

Surrounded the fleeing Xuanmingzong disciples.

In the army formation, there were the desperate cries of Xuan Mingzong disciples.

And Baishan, the suzerain they once admired, was already in the chaos at this time, surrounded by the blood-clothed army in the northern border, and even disciples of his own sect.

They stepped into a puddle of meat, but no one cared about it.

After encircling and suppressing the Xuanmingzong disciples at the foot of the mountain, or capturing them alive.

With a wave of Bai Yifei's hand, the blood-clothed army from the northern border attacked the mountain with a bang.

"Lord Hou, in the main altar of Xuanmingzong, I found a letter of worship!"

Soon, the blood-clothed army who had entered the grand ceremony of the main altar rushed to Bai Yifei and presented a greeting card.

The greeting card is golden in color, full of precious and indescribable aura.

According to the regulations of the Daewoo Dynasty, there are only members of the royal family.

You are eligible to use this color of greeting posts.

Seeing this greeting card, Bai Yifei's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"It seems that before us, there are still people who came to 'visit' Xuan Mingzong."

Bai Yifei chuckled lightly, took the greeting card, opened it and glanced at it.

"Master Hou!"

Immediately afterwards, another soldier came to report.

"On the mountain behind Xuanmingzong, a group of unidentified people were found. They are trying to escape down the mountain!"

Hearing the report, Bai Yifei's eyes flashed.

Swish!
Bai Yifei urged the white horse on his crotch and ran towards the back mountain!
"Your Highness, hold on!"

In the back mountain, under the desperate escort of the dark guards, Lu Zhao and his party finally tore a gap from the weakest part of the siege of the blood-clad army in the entire northern border.

"As long as I return to my mother clan, I will be safe!"

Although it was still the moment of life and death, after rushing out of the siege, Lu Zhao felt much more at ease.

Now that he has been exposed, the imperial city will probably not be able to return for a while.

However, as a prince, Lu Zhao also had a fief of his own in the Dayu Dynasty.

His mother clan and army are also in the fief.

Lu Zhaoda can return to the fief to avoid the limelight.

Moreover, the event of Xuan Mingzong's destruction will inevitably cause a sensation in the entire Daewoo Martial Arts.

Especially the downfall of Xuanmingzong as the leading Baidao martial arts forest.

It will definitely cause a chain reaction of other White Dao forces.

"Hmph, Lu Xuan, this time, you are blatantly going against the entire Daewoo Martial Arts!"

"You can't afford such consequences!"

In Lu Zhao's eyes, there was a hint of murderous intent!
As everyone knows, at this moment, Bai Yifei rode his divine steed, the white horse, to the back mountain like a shooting star.

"Master Hou!"

Seeing Bai Yifei, the soldiers in blood from the northern border knelt down and saluted one after another.

"I deserved to die for the crime, but I let this man escape."

Bai Yifei sat on the horse, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the figure who had fled dozens of meters away.

There is a deep forest ahead, and there is no point in pursuing them.

A bloodthirsty smile curled up on the corner of Bai Yifei's mouth. He picked up a soldier's bow and arrow, pulled the bowstring, and aimed the arrow at Lu Zhao's back.

Swish!
The arrow shot out like a shooting star!
"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Hearing the sound from behind, a dead soldier quickly stood in front of Lu Zhao.

puff!

The arrow pierced through the heart, and with unabated energy, it brought his body forward and pierced Lu Zhao's shoulder!
"Uh ah ah!"

Lu Zhao screamed and fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing this, everyone hurried forward and dragged the two people, one dead and one injured, into the deep forest!
"Come on, send a letter to report to His Majesty immediately."

"The blood-clothed army in the northern border has beheaded Baishan, the suzerain of Xuanmingzong."

"The remaining disciples of Xuan Mingzong will completely surrender to our Dayu Dynasty."

"And the second prince, Lu Zhao, colluded with the rebels of Xuanmingzong, intending to rebel."

"Attempt to be shot by me, currently fleeing!"

Bai Yifei said it!
(End of this chapter)