The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

Qu Zhengyan was forced to stop, his bloodshot eyes filled with intense anger, "Do you really want to fight me?"

"What are you talking about? Prepare to die!" Xia Younan had wanted to beat him up for a long time. He was the first to rush forward and hit him in the face with a whirlwind kick.

Qu Zhengyan dodged, but before he could counterattack, the attacks from the others came at him like a storm.

Lu Xiuyuan, Qu Xiaoyou, Chanmu Chanen, Zhu Lixiong Fei all attacked him together, mercilessly.

Although Qu Zhengyan was the leader of the martial arts world, Lu Xiuyuan and the others were no ordinary people. In such a fight, Qu Zhengyan could only barely resist and could not gain any advantage at all.

"Kill him, kill him!"

The onlookers outside the door raised their fists and shouted, with endless anger and resentment.

The bailiffs in the court knew they could not intervene, so they wisely retreated to the sides with their water and fire sticks, waiting for another opportunity to attack.

The prefect was even more of a loser. When he saw them fighting, he simply crawled under the table for fear of getting hurt.

During the fight, Lu Xiuyuan's palm was fierce and he hit Qu Zhengyan's chest with overwhelming force.

Qu Zhengyan dodged sideways and then raised his leg to kick Lu Xiuyuan fiercely.

Lu Xiuyuan also kicked to meet the attack, and with his legs hitting each other, he easily blocked his attack, and then chopped his neck with his palm knife.

Qu Zhengyan lowered his body to avoid the attack, but before he could fight back, he saw a sword gleaming with cold light stabbing at his neck from the side.

It's a sword!

Qu Zhengyan was suddenly overjoyed. He turned around and looked at Qu Xiaoyou who was holding a sword. He kicked her arm, intending to kick the sword away from her hand.

Qu Xiaoyou reacted quickly, and immediately changed from stabbing to slashing with the sword in his hand, and chopped hard at his kicking leg.

Qu Zhengyan was startled and quickly retracted his legs to avoid being chopped off by her.

"Well done, my daughter is worthy of being my teacher. Her martial arts skills are much stronger than I expected!"

He sighed grimly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he quickly gathered all his internal strength in his palm and slapped it straight towards Qu Xiaoyou's crown.

This palm strike contained all his strength and was powerful and significant, and was obviously intended to kill Qu Xiaoyou on the spot.

"Be careful!" Zenmu, who was closest to her, exclaimed and kicked out with fierce legs like a whirlwind of fire wheels, forcing Qu Zhengyan to retreat and dodge until he was free from his attacks.

"Go to hell!" Qu Xiaoyou's eyes turned red with hatred, his silver teeth creaked, and he swung his sword violently, slashing at Qu Zhengyan's neck.

Qu Zhengyan did not retreat but advanced, flashed in front of her and grabbed the wrist where she held the sword.

"Hmm!" Qu Xiaoyou groaned, and felt her wrist tighten, with a sharp pain coming quickly.

"Snap!" The pain in his wrist made Qu Xiaoyou involuntarily loosen his hand, and the sword in his hand immediately fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Qu Zhengyan sneered twistedly, stomped his big foot on the hilt of the sword on the ground, then picked up the sword with his toes and kicked it upwards, instantly kicking the sword into the air.

At the same time, he quickly raised his hand, trying to catch the sword.

"Not good!" Xia Younan secretly exclaimed when he saw this action.

Qu Zhengyan originally had mediocre martial arts skills, but he became the leader because he practiced the Black Python Sword Technique.

As the name suggests, the wonderful thing about the Black Python Swordsmanship is that it can only be performed with a sword.

Qu Zhengyan's every move is aimed at grabbing Xiaoyou's sword, and his intention can be imagined.

Although they didn't know the depth of that sword technique, but it was able to defeat all the martial arts masters and come out on top, which clearly showed that this sword technique was not easy to deal with.

Lu Xiuyuan also realized this, and he rushed to Xia Younan with quick eyes and hands, pulled out the sword hairpin on her head, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword hairpin pierced Qu Zhengyan's arm at lightning speed.

"Ah!" The screams and the sound of the sword falling to the ground again sounded at the same time, deafening.

Qu Zhengyan's wrist was pierced through by the sword hairpin, and blood gushed out, dripping onto the ground, a blindingly bright red color.

Qu Xiaoyou seized the opportunity, kicked him aside, then quickly bent down and picked up the sword on the ground.

"Great!" The onlookers were so excited that their blood boiled. They were overjoyed to see Qu Zhengyan injured and couldn't help clapping and cheering.

The pain of his wrist being pierced made Qu Zhengyan grimace and gasp. He was also a ruthless man. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword hairpin on his wrist, and threw it to the ground with force.

"You bastard, how dare you smash my hairpin!" Xia Younan was not happy when he saw this. He ran to both sides, snatched the water and fire stick from the yamen runner's hand, rushed over and smashed it on the head without saying a word.

Qu Zhengyan reflexively raised his hand to catch it, but ignored his wrist which was still bleeding. As the stick came down, the wound on his wrist suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, and he was sweating profusely.

Zhu Li was also smart and understood what it meant to strike while the man was weak. He also went to get the water and fire sticks from both sides, and swung the sticks with all his strength, hitting him directly on the injured wrist.

"Ah!!" Qu Zhengyan let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered and immediately loosened his hold on the stick.

Lu Xiuyuan took advantage of the situation, gathered his strength in his palm, and slapped him hard on the chest.

Qu Zhengyan had no choice but to use his other healthy hand to block his fatal blow.

"Bang!" The two palms collided, making a dull sound.

Lu Xiuyuan didn't move at all, but Qu Zhengyan took several steps back.

Before he could even stand firm, Xia Younan jumped up like a monkey and kicked him directly in the abdomen with both feet.

"Ouch!" Qu Zhengyan cried out in pain, feeling a sharp pain in his internal organs.

"If you dare to knock me out, I'll smash your uncle to death!" Xiong Fei was still holding the grudge of being knocked unconscious. He didn't know when he brought up the prefect's case, held it high above his head, and smashed it on him.

Qu Zhengyan was sweating profusely, and he fell to the ground and rolled to the side.

The next second, the hundred-pound case fell to the ground where he had just been, making a loud noise and breaking into pieces.

The table legs and table top were broken into several pieces, and the gavel, paper, pen, and seal all rolled to the ground, making a mess.

"Now that you're lying down, don't get up!" Qu Xiaoyou followed, holding the sword high in both hands, aiming the tip of the sword at his heart, and stabbed it hard!

Qu Zhengyan was horrified, and relying on his survival instinct, he rolled over swiftly and barely escaped.

Then he quickly stood up again, endured the piercing pain in his wrist and continued to fight the enemy with gritted teeth.

Lu Xiuyuan lost his patience, opened his arms, and suddenly flew into the air, kicking him in the chest with his feet like raindrops.

Qu Zhengyan crossed his arms in front of his chest to block, but before he could block twice, he was attacked in the abdomen and then kicked hard in the knee until he fell heavily to his knees.

After all, two fists are no match for four hands. Facing the attacks from so many people, Qu Zhengyan was unable to cope with them.

Just as he grabbed the stick with both hands, Lu Xiuyuan kicked him several times in the chest, and his internal organs suddenly felt as if they were fried in oil and suffered excruciating pain.

Lu Xiuyuan's face was full of murderous intent. After kicking him to the ground, he hit him hard in the heart with his iron fist.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Qu Zhengyan's mouth. He was no longer able to support himself and fell on his back like a mountain, causing the dust on the ground to fly slightly.