"Do it!"
Yu Wenhuaji let out a thunderous roar.
He stuck his sword beside him and punched Yulian City.
There is a distance of five or six feet between Yu Wenhuaji and Yu Liancheng. Even though he is the second master of the Yuwen Clan, his fist power will be greatly reduced due to such a distance.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Yuliancheng as if he had shrunk to an inch. With a "boom", the domineering palm power poured towards Yuliancheng.
And with the bombardment of this palm, the area several feet in radius immediately became extremely cold. The eunuch and maid on the side were even shivering, their teeth chattering.
The surrounding air seemed to be driven by this punch, squeezing towards Yulian City from all directions, which further increased the power of this punch. .
At this moment, Yu Wenhuaji had reached the peak of his lifelong skills.
And he didn't want to defeat Yu Liancheng, but to temporarily delay his opponent.
The moment Yu Wenhuaji took action, Sima Dekan, Yu Wenshang and other masters also took action.
The target of Sima Dekan's attack was clearly Huan Huan. He raised his sword high into the sky and slashed it down with a sudden blow. The sword's light was bright and gorgeous, and murderous intent overflowed.
He struck with thunderous force, obviously knowing that this woman was very skilled in martial arts and had to be treated with extreme caution.
Huanwan smiled charmingly, giving birth to all kinds of amorous feelings, while her long sleeves fluttered like clouds.
"This matter has nothing to do with the Dugu Clan. I also ask the Dugu Clan's leader to watch from the sidelines. The Yuwen Clan will definitely thank you afterwards."
Yu Wenshang snorted coldly, moved across the air, and suddenly stopped in front of Dugu Clan leader Dugu Feng and number two man Dugu Sheng. Ice mysterious energy spurted out from the whole body, and a layer of ice formed under his feet, showing his profound martial arts attainments.
Dugu Feng looked hesitant, even if Dugu Sheng was added, he might not be able to defeat Yu Wenshang.
And once he takes action in this coup, it means a complete break with the Yuwen Clan and they will fight to the death.
Whether this was worth it or not, Dugu Feng hesitated.
The other Yuwen Clan masters also took action one after another, entangled in their respective targets. They were not here to kill people, but mainly to contain them so that these masters would have no time to stop Yuwen Zhiji.
good!
The most critical part of this plan is Yuwen Zhiji.
Choking~
Yu Wenzhiji gave a cold shout, unsheathed the long sword in his palm, and a sword light rose into the air, driving the air flow, revealing a cold feeling, and suddenly stabbed Yang Guang.
Yes, the target of Yuwen Zhiji's attack was clearly Yang Guang.
As long as Yang Guang can be captured in one fell swoop, even if he cannot hold the emperor hostage to control the princes, Yu Liancheng and others can still be restrained and dare not do anything at will.
Yuwen Zhiji still struck with all his strength and thrust out the most powerful sword. Under this sword, even the top martial arts masters may not be able to escape, let alone Yang Guang, whose body was hollowed out by wine and sex.
Under the light of the sword, Yuwen Zhiji suddenly discovered that Yang Guang's face was cold, extremely calm, and without any disturbance.
"Is he scared out of his wits? Or is he trying to stay calm?"
Yuwen Zhiji's eyes flickered, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword's light became even brighter, and all his energy and energy were integrated into the sword's edge, turning into a fierce and unparalleled killing intent.
"If you want to assassinate the king, you are still far away." Yang Guang also moved as he spoke. He picked up a silver chopstick and stabbed forward.
This stab gives people an extremely weird feeling, it's obscure and stiff, and the move is light and airy, without the slightest bit of extraordinariness.
But this simple stab seems to contain extremely profound martial arts principles, which is in line with the natural laws of heaven and earth, and has been sublimated to a realm of swordsmanship that is beyond the comprehension of human wisdom.
Yuwen Zhiji's pupils dilated. He had never seen such a sword move before, and it was definitely not something that this faint king should be able to use.
But the foolish king just used it.
Ding!
The tip of the sword clashed with the silver chopsticks.
Yuwen Zhiji felt a soft force coming from him, and he drew his long sword. Suddenly, he lost control of the sword, and the sword light whirled and swung towards him.
The sword light flashed, bringing up a pool of blood.
Yuwen Zhiji only felt a pain in his neck. His vision quickly changed from color to the simplest black and white. He vaguely saw a headless corpse holding a long sword. The appearance was very familiar.
"It turns out that I killed...me..."
On the other side, Yu Liancheng flicked out a burst of energy, defeating Yu Wenhuaji's palm gesture, causing him to continuously retreat, retreating four to five feet away, and finally resolved the force.
"Your plan to assassinate the king has failed." Yu Liancheng glanced at Yuwen Zhiji's body and sneered.
Yu Wenhuaji frowned deeply: "How is it possible? When did Hunjun have such superb martial arts." The plan that was originally very confident suddenly showed unpredictable loopholes.
"General Yuwen, I'll give you a head." Suddenly, a charming laugh sounded, and then something hit Yuwen Wenji.
Yu Wenhuaji struck out with his backhand, unleashing Dawson's extremely cold Bing Xuanjin. The object immediately rolled to the ground, its surface covered with a layer of ice chips.
Yu Wenhuaji took a closer look and couldn't help but be shocked. It was actually the head of Sima Dekan, the commander of the Forbidden Army, with an expression of obsession on his face.
Yang Guang went against the grain and many people in the world wanted to cut him into pieces. But he is still alive and well today, all thanks to Sima Dekan and a group of Sui court masters. This shows how high this person's martial arts skills are.
But now, someone had her head removed in just a few breaths. This woman's martial arts skills were far more terrifying than imagined.
"General Yuwen, are you satisfied with this gift from Huanwan?" Huanhua smiled like a flower, and her whole body exuded the charm that captivated all living beings.
Yu Wenhuaji couldn't help but show a look of obsession, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, regained his clarity, and shouted: "What a witch!!"
Huanwan smiled sweetly and said, "She is indeed a witch, and the general is so smart."
Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and said: "Yu Wenhuaji, you have lost. You are completely defeated. Surrender obediently. Maybe I can save one of your whole bodies."
Yu Wenhua's face was rather ugly and hesitant.
At this moment, bursts of fighting sounds suddenly came from outside the Tai Chi Hall, mixed with the calls and wailings of the palace eunuchs. It was so chaotic that it seemed like the sky was falling.
Yu Wenhuaji laughed, regained his composure, and said in a cold voice: "My Yuwen Clan's army has arrived, and it's you who should lose. Even if you can't capture this faint king, at most you will have to put in more effort."
He originally didn't use a sword, but he had deliberately drawn it before, because "drawing the sword" represented a signal to take action.
Now the signal has been completely sent out that Xiaoguo Army and Yuwen Clan's private army will sweep into the palace.
Even if the previous strategy fails, victory will eventually fall to the Yuwen clan.
Yu Liancheng dropped his sleeves and said calmly: "You and Yuwen Shang are the only ones left in the Yuwen Clan before the army enters the Taiji Hall. If I take off your and Yuwen Shang's heads and hang them high, then the rebels will Will it collapse immediately?"
"You..." Yu Wenhuaji's expression changed upon hearing this.
He was full of confidence in his Bingxuan strength, but he also knew that the martial arts of the man in front of him was more than his own, not to mention that there was a witch next to him who was eyeing him.
"The Imperial Master is so domineering, Yu Wenshang is asking for advice from you." Suddenly, a figure flew over like a big bird, bringing up a strong cold wind, hitting Yu Liancheng's chest with a palm.
Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back, without raising his eyelids, and let the palm press firmly on his chest.
boom!
Yuwen Shang's eyes suddenly showed an unbelievable look. His palm hit the opponent, just like a mud cow entering the sea, and all his strength disappeared without a trace.
You know, he has been cultivating the Ice Xuan Jin for decades, and with a single strike of his palm, even the internal organs of a person can be frozen. But now that he is attacking with all his strength, his opponent seems to have no impact at all.
"You want to freeze people with just this little bit of cold air?" Yu Liancheng sneered, activating the Guiyuan Gong of All Things. The true energy in his body turned to a cold and cold state, and a thick layer of frost suddenly formed on the ground. This cold air surged out and spread towards Yu Wenshang's palm.
Yuwen Shang immediately stepped back, his arms trembling and covered with a thin layer of ice chips. He hissed: "Okay, Imperial Master, good work."
Yu Liancheng said calmly: "So, are you ready to die?"
Yu Wenshang said coldly: "It's not certain who will win and who will lose. The emperor's master may have said too much."
As he spoke, his hands danced wildly, and the Qi around his body surged. The powerful Bing Xuan Qi surged out of his body like a flood, continuously, one wave after another, setting off waves of biting cold wind.
Those ministers who were already frightened exclaimed, and they felt that the temperature of the entire Taiji Hall suddenly dropped to the coldest month of winter. The cold wind was as cold as a knife, and even people's noses would freeze off.
"A master like Yu Wenshang who has been famous for a long time is definitely not in vain." Hanwan's delicate face showed a solemn look. Facing Yu Wenshang at this moment, she was not sure of victory.
In an instant, lean and crystal-clear ice cones have condensed in the void. Each one exudes extremely cold air, as if it was polished by ten thousand years of ice in the far north. Each one has the power of freezing. .
call out! call out! call out!
The next moment, the ice cones shot towards Yulian City like a gust of wind and rain.
These ice cones were condensed by Yu Wenshang's decades of skill. They are cold, sharp, and hard, and are specially designed to break through the body-protecting Gang Qi and outsiders' horizontal refining.
The previous palm had not achieved any success, but Yu Wenshang, an old man, understood that the opponent had extremely powerful external skills. Unless this external skills were broken, he would not be able to hurt his opponent at all.
Yu Liancheng looked indifferent and printed his backhand in the air.
The moment this palm was pushed out, the air immediately boiled and turned into a huge rolling wave. The ice cone of the attacking ice cone was caught in it, and its speed suddenly stagnated, and then it shattered into pieces and turned into ice shards.
Yu Liancheng looked at his nearly flawless hands and said calmly: "Master Yuwen, I will only strike once, and you will die once."
Yu Wenshang suddenly felt enveloped in a great fear, which made his hair stand on end.
He retreated without hesitation and flew back.
The reason why Yuwen Shang took action before was just to protect Yu Wenhuaji. Because he usually lives in seclusion, only Yu Wenhuaji can better command the army.
Now that Yu Wenhuaji has retreated, there is no need for him to risk his life here.
Naturally, this world-famous lord had good Qinggong skills. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the palace gate and saw the dawn of escape.
But when he met Yu Liancheng, he was destined to die.
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared under the hood, and at the same time a big hand pressed on Yu Wenshang's head. Before he could fight back or beg for mercy, the wisps of cold air had reached the top of his head and spread all over his body, and there was a "click" sound. In the middle, Sen Han's energy had frozen his entire body into an ice sculpture.
There was another "click", and Yu Wenshang's head was unscrewed, but no blood spattered out, and the wound had long been frozen.
Yu Liancheng ignored the noise and panic in the Tai Chi Palace and strode out of the palace to calm down the chaos.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, arrows rained down from the sky.
However, Yu Wenhuaji summoned countless rebels with white belts on their heads in a short period of time, with bows and arrows drawn, hoping to kill him quickly.
Yu Liancheng waved his hand and unleashed a whirlwind of cold energy, crushing all the arrows that threatened him.
In fact, for Yu Liancheng, these arrows cannot hurt at all, and cannot even pierce the oily skin. But if he is really shot, he will look embarrassed, which is not in line with the style of an "imperial master".
"Is this Bingxuanjin?" Yu Wenhuaji's eyes widened. He felt more surprised today than he usually does in a year.
This was indeed Bing Xuanjin, which Yuwen Shang absorbed at will when he punched Yu Liancheng.
Yu Liancheng looked up at Yu Wenhuaji and said with a smile: "Actually, I could have killed you before, but I wanted you to die in full view of the public, so I let you go. Moreover, I really want to have a taste of everything." The feeling of killing an enemy general in the army."
Yu Wenhuaji's face was extremely cold and he shouted: "Arrogant, let go!"
Another round of arrows shot down.
