146: Father and son kill each other

Chapter 145: Father and Son Kill Each Other

"Clang!"

Xu Xuanwu's long saber was instantly blocked by the broken saber in Xu Mujun's hand.

Both of their hands shook slightly, and Xu Mujun's eyes were filled with disappointment.

Chen Zhong wanted to make a move from the side, but was stopped by Xu Mujun's outstretched hand.

"General?"

"This matter is about me, Xu Xuanwu, disciplining my son. Please do not interfere, Father-in-law."

Chen Zhong's eyes flickered, and he finally withdrew his hands and stepped back: "Understood, General Xu."

"This old servant will go help Chen Yi."

With that, his figure flickered, turning into a black blur that rushed toward the battlefield of Chen Yi and Liang Hongyu.

"Father!"

Xu Xuanwu shouted loudly: "Rebel!"

"You killed Elder Banyuan, and you have long suffered heavy injuries yourself. You are no match for me!"

Xu Mujun did not reply, instead swinging his saber back to slash at Xu Xuanwu.

The figures of the two instantly crossed, their blood-colored Evil Qi reflecting off one another as they fiercely slashed together.

The saber technique used by both was the Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber, but Xu Xuanwu's Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber was no longer the orthodox Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber, being filled with poison techniques and ghostly saber shadows.

Meanwhile, Xu Mujun's Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber remained tyrannical and unyielding.

"Pfft!"

With a slash of his saber, Xu Xuanwu flickered like a phantom to Xu Mujun's left abdomen, directly cutting a gash into his left belly.

"Father! Rebel!"

Xu Xuanwu urged loudly once more, his eyes full of the light of ambition.

"With the two of us father and son joining hands, this world is ours for the taking!"

"By then, you will be the founding emperor, sitting on equal footing with Grand Ancestor Zheng Mingsen of Great Yu, Father!"

Xu Mujun slashed back with his saber, cutting away the long saber in Xu Xuanwu's hand and smoothly slashing toward Xu Xuanwu's hand.

Xu Xuanwu pulled with his left hand, and another blood-colored broken saber appeared, blocking Xu Mujun's broken saber in an X-shape. At the same time, he flew up with a kick straight into Xu Mujun's chest, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

"Father…"

Xu Xuanwu lowered his eyelids and said coldly: "Don't blame me, you brought this upon yourself…"

He held the sabers in both hands, blood Evil Qi surging around his entire body.

The surrounding Origin Qi surged, vaguely forming a black and red phantom of an evil ghost in front of him.

"Die!"

With a roar, Xu Xuanwu stomped his feet on the ground, and a huge pit immediately appeared on the spot.

Then, utilizing this recoil force, his entire body turned into a red light, slashing toward Xu Mujun with an irresistible charging momentum!

The air in front of him even emitted an incomparably piercing friction sound due to the horizontal slashes of the two Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Sabers.

"Clang!"

Xu Mujun's left arm had been severed, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up. Utilizing the momentum of Xu Xuanwu's charge, he spun around and slashed backward with the long saber in his hand, attempting to dislodge the long saber in Xu Xuanwu's grip.

The two long sabers—almost identical, yet one broken and one intact—crossed paths, bursting with blinding light.

"Boom!"

With a single slash, the broken saber in Xu Mujun's hand fiercely pressed Xu Xuanwu's long saber down into the ground, cutting a huge and deep chasm into the earth.

But the broken saber in Xu Xuanwu's left hand had already plunged into Xu Mujun's abdomen.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of fresh blood gushed out of Xu Mujun's mouth, his figure swaying violently as he almost collapsed to the ground.

Xu Xuanwu pressed down with a backhand, smoothly pulling out his long saber, and once again pinned down the broken saber in Xu Mujun's hand.

His left hand tightly grasped the broken saber, driving it deeper into his father's abdomen to prevent him from moving randomly.

"Father…"

Xu Xuanwu gritted his teeth and said: "When I was young, you often said that practicing the saber requires concentration and single-mindedness, losing oneself in the long saber in one's hand."

"But looking at it today, it is your son who has won!"

"Xuanwu!"

Xu Mujun abandoned the broken saber in his hand, grabbed Xu Xuanwu's left hand with a backhand, and gritted his teeth: "Turn back now!"

"As long as you are willing to turn back, this father will plead with Your Majesty for you…"

"Turn back?"

Xu Xuanwu pressed down another thirty percent with one hand and shook his head: "There's no turning back."

"Such magnificent mountains and rivers, such peerless beauties—I want them too…"

"Father! You should surrender instead! As long as you surrender, Emperor Zhengyong will surely fall into chaos. This world of Great Yu…"

"Heh…"

Xu Xuanwu frowned and said: "What are you laughing at?"

"Xuanwu."

Xu Mujun said: "You do not understand Your Majesty's true strength and intentions."

"Your Majesty is neither the tyrant in your mouths, nor a foolish ruler, nor the mastermind behind the chaos in the world."

"He has the world in his heart, is completely selfless, and is truly a monarch of revival!"

"And… do you really think these two Father-in-laws are all the forces under Your Majesty's command?"

"You… do not understand the terrifying nature of the New Army trained by Your Majesty!"

"The New Army?"

Over the past few years, Xu Xuanwu had also been gathering news from the capital and knew that Emperor Zhengyong had trained a batch of New Army troops.

But as for the specific details, he did not understand them.

Moreover, there had been many rumors in the capital over the past few years, and some news about the New Army was simply too unbelievable, so Xu Xuanwu had not believed it.

He could never believe that a New Army trained for mere years could be that powerful!

He sneered: "Father, the current chaos in the world was single-handedly caused by the 'monarch of revival' in your mouth. Is he really an enlightened ruler?"

"If he were truly an enlightened ruler, how could ten of the thirteen prefectures in the world rise in rebellion?!"

"Father, rebel!"

Xu Xuanwu gritted his teeth: "My ambition is the world; do not force me to bear the crime of patricide!"

Xu Mujun shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Xu Mujun's gaze only made Xu Xuanwu even more furious.

"It's this look again, it's this look again!"

"Dammit!"

"I am your son! Not your enemy!"

"You disappoint me too much…!"

"Pfft!"

Xu Xuanwu abruptly pulled out the short saber, along with an immensely thick surge of fresh blood gushing from Xu Mujun's abdomen.

The wound pierced straight through, dripping with blood and looking extremely miserable.

Xu Mujun staggered a few steps and ultimately half-knelt on the ground.

"Father…"

Xu Xuanwu took a step forward, looking down from above at his father, who was half-kneeling before him.

For some reason, at this moment, Xu Xuanwu actually felt a thrilling sense of dread in his heart.

He subconsciously raised his head to look; the sky was clear and cloudless, making it excellent weather.

Lowering his head again to look at Xu Mujun, who was heavily injured and like a candle flickering in the wind, he said: "Father, I have won."

"However, I will not kill you. I will only imprison you, letting you watch with open eyes how I contend for hegemony in the Central Plains, sweep across the world, and even ascend the supreme throne to make the world unite under my heart!"

"At that time, you will be the Retired Emperor of the new dynasty, revered by countless people."

"Even if that is not your true intent!"

He looked back at the surroundings; due to the fierce battle of the few individuals, within a radius of several miles around the Yunzhou Prefecture Yamen, everything had turned into ruins.

Not to mention the soldiers of both sides, even many commoners hiding inside the houses were affected.

Further away, the three were still locked in battle.

But with Chen Zhong and Chen Yi joining forces, Liang Hongyu was definitely no match, and he had to go help.

But before going, he had to first deal with…

"Xuanwu!"

Xu Mujun's voice suddenly rang out. He was seen forcefully supporting his body to stand up, saying in a deep voice: "This father is very happy that you can grow to this extent. After all, you advanced to the Innate Realm several years earlier than this father did back then."

"However, you disregarded the imperial decree and raised an army in rebellion—you are a traitor! This father… is very angry."

"Since I cannot persuade you otherwise, I can only break your limbs, cripple your True Qi, and have you return to the capital with me."

Xu Xuanwu frowned: "Father, what are you talking about…"

Before his voice had even faded, he saw Xu Mujun simply open his mouth and exhale, and a blood-colored Flying Sword rapidly shot toward him.

"A Flying Sword?!"

Xu Xuanwu's pupils shrank violently, and he instinctively ducked to dodge.

But it was already too late!

The blood-colored Flying Sword instantly pierced through his abdomen, pinning Xu Xuanwu tightly to the ground.

"Father!"

He let out an angry roar and struggled to crawl up.

He never expected that his father actually possessed a Flying Sword!

No wonder Elder Fajiang and Tuoba Huanyuan died so quickly!

He had thought that Xu Mujun had used a burst of momentum at the beginning to take down these two first.

It turned out they had been ambushed by his father's Flying Sword!

Since when had his father also mastered such a trick?

As his thoughts raced, Xu Mujun had already arrived before him.

Pointing with one hand, the blood-colored Flying Sword circled around once more, completely severing the tendons in Xu Xuanwu's left hand and left leg!

"Ah…! Father, no…!"

Xu Xuanwu let out a miserable scream, but Xu Mujun did not hesitate at all. Reaching out with another grab, the blood-colored Flying Sword whirled back again, once more piercing through his right shoulder and pinning him firmly to the ground.

Xu Mujun stepped forward and sighed deeply: "Xuanwu, this father has taught you martial arts and also taught you the art of war."

"The first volume of the art of war is that all is fair in war!"

"Even a lion uses its full strength to capture a rabbit; you were still too careless."

Xu Xuanwu stared fiercely at his father, his heart filled with despair and rage.

"Father! Are you really going to hand me over to Emperor Zhengyong?"

Xu Mujun took a step forward and shook his head: "Xuanwu, stop struggling. This father knows your intentions crystal clear…"

As soon as his voice fell, he directly stomped his foot onto Xu Xuanwu's Dantian.

True Qi surged, instantly rushing into Xu Xuanwu's Dantian, shattering his Dantian completely and crippling it.

His entire body's Innate Realm True Qi immediately poured out like flowing water until it was completely emptied.

"Father!!!"

Xu Xuanwu finally despaired, letting out a miserable scream as his hulking body trembled unceasingly.

Innate Realm cultivation!

Just like that, it was effortlessly crippled by his father.

From now on, he was a cripple!

No, the tendons in his left arm and left leg had also been completely severed; he was even worse off than a cripple.

He stared with incomparable venom at his father, gritting his teeth: "I am your son! Why are you treating me like this for the sake of an outsider…"

Xu Mujun shook his head: "The current you is no longer my son, but merely a rebellious subject."

"Great General!"

At this moment, Chen Zhong, covered in Evil Qi, suddenly arrived before Xu Mujun, his tone incomparably respectful.

"The Innate Realm Martial Artist of the Shushan Sword Sect invited by Xu Xuanwu to help has escaped, and Chen Yi is heavily injured."

"I have already sent someone to fetch a doctor. General, should you also…"

"No need."

Xu Mujun reached out with a grab, and the blood-colored Flying Sword instantly retracted back into his hand.

"The rebel Xu Xuanwu has had his hand and foot tendons severed and his Dantian crippled by me. He is now merely a cripple."

"You… escort him back to the capital."

Chen Zhong suddenly raised his head and asked quizzically: "Great General, then you…"

"Me?"

He looked at his empty left arm, his eyes filled with desolation.

"Great General, Your Majesty cannot do without you!"

Chen Zhong gritted his teeth: "When this subordinate left the palace, Your Majesty repeatedly warned us that no matter what happens, we must protect you, Great General, and bring you safely back to the capital."

"You are severely injured now because we failed in our protection. If anything else happens to you…"

"Rest assured."

Xu Mujun said calmly: "My injuries are of no consequence. Xu Xuanwu… you will escort him back to the capital."

"I am going to Nanzhao Kingdom."

"Nanzhao Kingdom?"

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