Qian Ning had just left, and apart from the Zhenyang twins, only Lan Yue and Meng Qianya were left beside Zhao Yizhi.
No matter how slow Lan Yue reacted, she came to her senses at this time: "Your Majesty, please return to the palace quickly! If you are too late, things will change!"
Zhao Yizhi had been distracted by the quarrel between the two girls. Now that Qian Ning had left, he realized that Lan Yue was the only one left beside him.
"Let's go back to the palace!" Zhao Yizhi sat back in the car and was about to close his eyes and look out with his spiritual consciousness. Suddenly, many people appeared on the streets outside the Zhou Mansion. They have different looks, different figures, and even different clothes. They range from martial arts warriors to ordinary people. These unidentified people are not only on the streets, but also on the treetops and rooftops. The crowds around them are all full of them. He was approaching Zhao Yizhi's car.
Seeing this scene, even Lan Yue, who had always been calm, was a little panicked at this time. He looked around and saw that no one from the Chen Congwei and Qian Ning showed any sign of coming back.
"Your Majesty..." Lan Yue opened the car curtain and hesitated.
Zhao Yizhi frowned slightly, got out of the carriage and jumped to the ground. Looking around, the eyes of these people revealed madness and murderous intent, and only a few of them looked sane. But his eyes were also burning, as if he, Zhao Yizhi, were some kind of hot cake.
"Go back first." Zhao Yizhi walked towards Zhou Mansion calmly, step by step, calmly and without any panic.
Lan Yue and Zhen Yang were also aware of the current situation. The three of them protected Zhao Yizhi. They did not make any big fights, but they were always wary of their surroundings and did not dare to slack off at all.
Entering the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Ziru saw them leaving and returning. He dragged his injured body over and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have anything else to say?"
Zhao Yizhi smiled bitterly and said: "Borrow the treasured land for a while to escape."
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi followed Zhao Yizhi closely, not daring to leave without permission. Lan Yue stood guard at the door, waiting quietly.
People outside have also gathered at the door of Zhou Mansion...
Meng Qianya looked at this, looked at that, and said: "A few thieves scared you so much? Hey, little emperor, you slapped me that night, now come here and kneel to me... apologize to me, maybe I It can also save your life!”
No one paid any attention to Meng Qianya, so Zhao Yizhi glanced at her, thinking that what she said was just crazy.
Meng Qianya was anxious. When had she ever been ignored like this? She strode up to Lan Yue and said, "Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
Lan Yue was unmoved, Zhao Yizhi thought she was going to act recklessly again, the Qilong Sword rose from beside him, the blade pointed at Meng Qianya from afar. As long as she dares to act recklessly, she won't have to worry about much.
Meng Qianya saw the Qilong Sword rising next to Zhao Yizhi and knew that he had murderous intentions towards her again. She suddenly felt very aggrieved, her heart felt sour, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"No matter! It's up to you! Whoever you love will die, it has nothing to do with me!" Meng Qianya flew up to the big locust tree in Zhou's mansion, adjusted to a comfortable position, wiped her eyes, and made up her mind to see A good show.
On the eaves of the gate of Zhou Mansion, a figure gradually appeared: "Your Majesty, we meet again."
"Who are you, Prince Xigui's son?" Zhao Yizhi replied with a smile. If you lose, you will not lose. If you extend your head, it will be a sword, and if you shrink your head, it will be a sword. Since you are the emperor, you cannot show your cowardice at this time.
When the Third Young Master saw that Zhao Yizhi was not panicked at all, but actually knew his identity, he couldn't help but think highly of him: "The third oldest child in the family, how did your Majesty know my identity?"
"Didn't you say that? I was just guessing."
When the Third Young Master heard this, he smiled instead of being angry: "Oh, the people in the Central Plains are very deceitful, I have indeed seen it. Hey, what are you waiting for? Let Your Majesty also see the bravery of our Xigui!"
Two people immediately rushed out from the crowd and attacked Lan Yue, officially taking action.
Lan Yue was unhurried, hooking with one hand and hugging with the other. Not only did she catch and neutralize the fists and kicks of the two, but she also pushed the two who rushed forward with a counterattack.
"If you have some skills, come on!" The crowd praised, and then three more people rushed forward. Before these three people could rush to Lan Yue, more people rushed towards the gate of Zhou Mansion. The overwhelming number of people was overwhelming.
Lan Yue originally stood at the threshold and was able to deal with a few people with ease, but now there were so many people rushing towards them, how could he do anything? As soon as the two men were repelled, more people rushed up, and these people were all martial arts masters, and they fought with Lan Yue back and forth.
Gradually, Lan Yue's punches became more and more difficult, and he would often just throw a punch and be easily dodged by others, and even almost counterattack himself. Even if you hit someone, and there are people nearby to cover you, it will be difficult to severely damage the opponent.
As the number of people increased, Lan Yue was beaten back and forth, forced from the door into the courtyard, and suffered some wounds from fists, feet and swords.
"I know you Chen Congwei are powerful, but I still don't believe that one Chen Congwei can defeat a hundred. What's more, these are my Xigui's masters. What can you do?" The third young master sat on the roof and laughed jokingly. .
Unintentionally, he turned around and saw Meng Qianya. Seeing her sitting alone on the locust tree, he guessed his identity and nodded with a smile to express his goodwill.
Meng Qianya didn't even look at him, she kept staring at Zhao Yizhi closely. She made up her mind that as long as he looked at her, even if he didn't say a word, she would save him!
It's a pity that Zhao Yizhi didn't look at her from beginning to end. He didn't understand her thoughts at all.
"Your Majesty, go... from the backyard!" Lan Yue couldn't stand alone, so she shouted out quickly. As a result of this distraction, she received another slap on the chest.
Zhao Yi stared at Lan Yue who was being beaten by the crowd. He raised his Qilong sword and shot it into the crowd, moving back and forth, hoping to relieve Lan Yue from some pressure.
Several people in the crowd took action at the same time and threw out a rope. An iron hook was tied to one end of the rope. Several iron hooks were thrown out staggered in an attempt to restrain Qilong Sword. How can Zhao Yizhi make them do what they want? The Qilong Sword was also flying more and more cunningly, trying to save Lan Yue from the siege while also avoiding this strange iron hook.
Finally, with the joint efforts of everyone, the Qilong Sword accidentally caught the hilt of the sword with an iron hook. Soon, numerous iron hooks and claws wrapped around the Qilong Sword from all directions, each using their own strength. The Qilong Sword was hung in mid-air, showing the shape of five horses divided into corpses. No matter how Zhao Yizhi manipulated it, it was difficult to move at all.
"Two Taoist priests, please save Lan Yue! Thank you for your help!" Zhao Yi had no choice but to turn around and said to the Zhenyang twins beside him.
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi looked at each other and stood motionless.
"These...two Taoist priests?" Zhao Yizhi was a little anxious.
"With the strength of the two of us, we can hardly protect your majesty. If we leave now, I'm afraid your majesty..." Tong Weizi said the reason. If the emperor protects the common people, Zhenyang Mountain will protect the emperor. This is what Zhang Zongbai himself said in Zhenyang Mountain.
Zhao Yizhi opened his mouth and knew the two people's difficulties. If he was harmed by these young men under their noses, they themselves would not forgive him.
"You can play, but our main goal is to kill the little emperor!" Seeing that the Xigui people below had the upper hand, the Third Young Master did not kill him. Apparently he had a grudge against Lan Yue for blocking the door. There are many people who want to take revenge. But business still had to be done, so he couldn't help but remind him.
The Third Young Master had spoken and had to listen. Half of the nearly one hundred Xigui assassins immediately separated and targeted Zhao Yizhi.
Lan Yue was anxious, but he alone could not stop these many people. Someone had already passed him and headed towards Zhao Yi Zhi.
"As Chen Congwei, how can I let His Majesty get into trouble in front of me?"
Lan Yue knelt down on one knee and slammed one palm on the ground: "Yin Yang Formation!"
A small Bagua emerged on the back of Lan Yue's palm, slipped into his hand, and was pressed to the ground by Lan Yue. A huge Bagua spread out from the lower part of his palm. In the blink of an eye, the Bagua covered the entire courtyard. Everyone in Xigui, including Guan Chenzi and Tongweizi behind him, as well as Zhao Yizhi, were all included.
"What...what is this?"
"I've never seen it before!"
"Be careful, avoid it first!"
Everyone in Xigui has never seen this battle before, and based on the principle of caution, many people are about to leave and withdraw from the battle. Except for some newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers and those who are brave and skilled in art, most people have withdrawn from the Bagua range and retreated to the door.
The few hundred people immediately turned into dozens of people, and Lan Yue's face lost the anxious expression just now. At this time, his eyes were half-lidded, and his expression was natural, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, and he was born into this gossip, natural and peaceful.
These dozens of people were still fierce in their attacks, but whether it was swords or fists, they seemed to have lost their power in front of Lan Yue, becoming light and soft. These people also find it strange that they have clearly exerted force and used their internal strength, but why do they always feel like they are hitting cotton?
"Things that fool people, scare me!"
"This gossip, I'm afraid it's not something I learned from Zhenyang Mountain, right? It's very similar to being mysterious!"
"Kill him, he's just pretending to be a ghost!"
Seeing that there was no reaction from the dozens of people who stayed in the Bagua array, everyone joined in and attacked Lan Yue together. Only this time, Lan Yue fought with ease, without any of the strenuous feeling just now.
"What's going on?" Someone noticed something was wrong, but didn't understand where the problem was.
When Zhao Yizhi saw Lan Yue forming a large formation with one palm, he picked up Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi and turned around to leave. Before taking two steps, Zhao Yizhi's feet weakened and he fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty!" Guan Chenzi hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, but Zhao Yizhi's body was limp and powerless, so he leaned in Guan Chenzi's arms.
"Do you know this formation?" Zhao Yizhi asked with a smile on his lips.
The two of them shook their heads together, having never heard of this formation.
"This is your Zhenyangshan's secret skill, but this formation takes a lot of toll on the body. I think it's because of this that Master Zhang didn't teach it to you." Zhao Yizhi explained.
"What about brother Lan Yue?" Tong Weizi glanced at Lan Yue with some worry in his eyes. These days, when he had nothing to do, he often went to these Chen Congwei to learn martial arts. For Lan Yue, he only felt that the moves were familiar and he felt close to them.
"Look at his luck. Once this formation is opened, it won't be able to move within a month..." Chen Congwei has no secrets for Zhao Yizhi.
Guan Chenzi asked: "Then what is the use of this formation? There is no sword light or sword energy..."
Zhao Yizhi lowered his voice for fear of being overheard by the Xigui assassins: "The Yin-Yang Formation emphasizes the balance and coordination of Yin and Yang. People in this formation will have their internal energy and energy continuously supplied to the palms. The people in the formation, the people in charge of the formation, fighting against others in the formation, will only draw, neither win nor defeat..."
"There is no difference between winning and losing, just a draw? How long will this fight last..." Tong Weizi was shocked.
"As long as there are people in the formation, it will always be like this..." Zhao Yizhi looked at Lan Yue's back and said quietly.
