C245 Each of Them Had Their Own Ulterior Motives

"You are Yeh Guxing, the so-called Son of Misfortune?" Xi Wuyi and Yu Shikun arrived at the scene at the same time and looked at him coldly.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?" Guxing glanced at them and said with an expressionless face.

"It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is your identity. Are you really Yeh Guxing?"

Guxing said. "So what if I am?"

"Nothing much, I just want to trouble you to keep your life!" Xi and Yu looked at each other. They understood each other's meaning from each other's eyes. The opportunity was right in front of them. Whoever succeeded first would be the one to take it.

Almost at the same time, the two of them attacked with lightning speed. In an instant, they arrived in front of Guxing. Each of them stretched out a pair of big hands to grab Guxing. However, at this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared behind Guxing. Instantly, the two of them had no choice but to stop and stagger backwards.

"The two family heads are really arrogant. Don't tell me they want to take me down as well?" Chu Rouer took a few steps forward and said to the two of them with a cold smile.

"Princess Rou! Why are you. . . " The two of them were first shocked and immediately reminded. "Could it be that the princess still doesn't know this kid's identity? He is the infamous Son of Misfortune!"

"I don't know whether Mr Yeh is the so-called Son of Misfortune or not. I only know that it was Royal Father who allowed Mr Yeh to leave. Could it be that the two patriarchs want to defy the decree? " Chu Rouer's voice was extremely indifferent, and there was a hint of dominance in it. It was hard to imagine that she had been hiding behind Guxing with a delicate face just now, and didn't dare to come out.

"That was when you were here. When you weren't there, she was stronger than anyone else. " Looking at her back, Guxing suddenly remembered what Xiao Yue said back then. He suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this girl.

"What? Did you say that the Emperor allowed him to leave?" Yu Shikun said, "How is this possible? Does the Emperor not know the consequences of letting Son of Misfortune go?"

"Haha, I'm afraid Princess Rou let him go privately. Looks like we have to share the Emperor's burden. " Xi Wuyi dryly laughed a few times and said with a fake smile.

"Are you questioning what I said? How dare you! " Chu Rouer scolded in a cold voice, but no matter how one looked at it, it was just a bluff. Who were Yu Shikun and Xi Wuyi? How could they be intimidated by her? After exchanging glances, the two of them quickly went around her, one on the left and the other on the right, and tried to grab Guxing.

"You. . . You two!" Chu Rouer was furious, but there was nothing she could do. She could not stop the two of them at all. She could only watch helplessly as the two of them attacked.

Guxing had already raised his sword high into the air. The fighting intent in his eyes was not to be underestimated. It was not his style to wait helplessly for death. In the face of provocation, even if he knew that he was no match for them, he would still fight to the death.

"Heh, a mere early Spirit Smelting stage, you think you can fight us? Dream on!" Yu Shikun sneered, and the force in his hand increased a little. He believed that if this palm hit him, half of Guxing's body would completely collapse.

On the other side, Xi Wuyi also stretched out his claw with the same momentum. Obviously, he wanted to capture Guxing more than to kill him. This way, he would be able to find out the secrets of Guxing better.

Now, both of them had already treated Guxing as meat on a chopping board, and they could slaughter him as they pleased. A trace of deep anger flashed across Guxing's eyes. Without hesitation, he shook his long sword. It was the twelfth style of Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts - Thunderous Strike.

As a swordsman, Guxing had his own pride. A warrior could be killed, but not humiliated. You could beat or even kill him, but you could never use underestimation to insult him. A sword is the king of weapons. At the same time, a swordsman must have the self-awareness of being the king of people. All swordsmen had the same thought, whether their swords were in the world or in the world. It was the same whether they were emotionless or emotionless. Otherwise, he would not be a swordsman, and not every swordsman was a swordsman.

"Twelfth style of Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, Thunder Strike!"

Guxing swiftly slashed out with his sword. This style seemed to be able to attract the mighty force of the heaven and earth. When he struck out this style, the wind blew and the clouds went wild, instantly changing the color of the sky and earth. At this moment, the dark clouds in the middle of the sky showed signs of coming back. They were wrapped in lightning and mixed in it. They appeared and disappeared in the clouds, giving off a destructive aura.

"What. . . What's going on? Didn't the heavenly punishment disappear? Why is it here again?" Upon seeing this scene, Yu Shikun and Xi Wuyi stopped their attacks. After all, the lightning tribulation had given them too much of a shock. Anyone who saw such a world-destroying scene would surely have a lingering fear in their heart.

"No, the lightning tribulation this time has only extended to a few dozen meters. Just now, the dark clouds had covered an area of a few hundred miles, and its aura was far from being as destructive as last time. " Yu Shikun calmed down and carefully analyzed the situation. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "I know! This is not some heavenly punishment at all. It's just a secret technique that kid used. As expected of Son of Misfortune. He really can attract the heavenly lightning to destroy the enemy!"

"We can't let this kid live. Otherwise, you and I will be harmed by him in the future!" Xi Wuyi rolled his eyes and took a step back. "A gentleman has his own way of doing things. Brother Yu, since you care so much about Son of Misfortune, I will not fight with you!"

Yu Shikun was startled at first, then he flew into a rage and cursed. "What a good Xi Wuyi! How dare you plot against me! I. . . "

Obviously, Xi Wuyi had regarded him as a test stone. After all, Son of Misfortune was the one who would destroy the world in the future. Although it seemed like he was only in the Spiritual Smelting Realm, who knew if he had any powerful trump cards? For someone like him who couldn't be judged by common sense, even the most impossible thing could be explained by him. Therefore, even though Xi Wuyi and the others had great achievements and good fortune, they didn't want to risk their lives at this moment.

However, when things came to this, there would always be one person who had to face it. Therefore, Xi Wuyi thought of this idea. This didn't mean that he was more insidious than Yu Shikun. He believed that if it was Yu Shikun, he would be even more ruthless. In fact, Yu Shikun had also thought of this step just now. However, he didn't expect Xi Wuyi to be so fast. The two of them seemed to be working together. In fact, they both had their own ulterior motives. In short, none of them were good.

"Damn Xi Wuyi, you despicable thief!" Yu Shikun didn't care about his image and cursed a few times, but he had to shut his mouth because he realized that he had to shut his mouth. In just a few breaths of time, Guxing was the first one to attack him with the fury of thunder.

The path of cultivation was a path that defied the heavens, and the heavenly might couldn't be violated. That was why the heavens would send down heavenly lightning to kill cultivators, making them even more powerful. The greater the impact, the greater the impact. As a cultivator, Yu Shikun. . . Out of fear of the heavenly lightning, at this moment, he suddenly had the thought of not daring to resist. However, he was still a rare expert in the Great Chu, and he had a firm will. He gritted his teeth and struck out his palm fiercely at the man who was about to hit him. It was the ultimate technique of the Yu family, the Summoning Wind and Rain Palm.