Yan Sihai was furious, but saw that the crowd around him automatically moved out of the way.
A ghostly face came into view, and the ghostly face came with a sword at an extremely fast speed.
Yan Sihai had no way to retreat at this moment, so he had to face him head-on. The silver light of the sword suddenly flashed towards him. Yan Sihai didn't know when he put on a black silk glove on his left hand.
"clang!"
His left hand actually held the sword of the ghost face firmly. The ghost face tried hard to draw the sword, but he couldn't pull it away.
Yan Sihai raised his right hand, and the palm of his right hand turned purple, and he struck the ghost's face with one palm.
Ghostface remained silent, neither evading nor hiding, and endured Yan Sihai's palm. However, something unexpected happened. Yan Sihai's face turned pale, and he was shocked by the man's internal force and took a few steps back.
"Good work!"
There was blood dripping from the corner of Yan Sihai's mouth. The inner strength of this grimace might have reached the level of Kuofu.
Ghostface was about to take advantage of the victory, but he paused on the spot. Severe pain came from his chest. He subconsciously looked at his chest, only to find that Yan Sihai's palm just now contained poison.
Yan Sihai coughed twice
"Ahem, if you don't use your energy to force out the poison, you will die."
With a grimace, he took a deep look at Yan Sihai
"He's injured and can't run away. Watch him and wait for me to come back."
After speaking, he dodged and disappeared into the darkness. As soon as the ghost face left, the workers gathered around him again.
Taiyang City, Imperial Palace, Qiankun Hall.
The Prime Minister stood in the center of the hall, staring at the chair overlooking the world, wondering what he was thinking.
"Tap tap tap!"
Crisp footsteps came from behind him.
"cross" "cross"
It seemed like something had been left behind in the hall.
The Prime Minister turned around and looked at the visitor calmly, as if he was not surprised by his arrival.
"I thought you would come last night, Commander Pang."
The person who came was none other than Pang Chong. At this moment, his left sleeve was empty and he was holding a knife in his right hand. Warm blood was flowing on the blade of his knife.
At their feet were the bodies of several officers and soldiers.
"Why?"
"You have no reason to do this."
Pang Chong was covered in blood, but until now, he still did not believe that the person in front of him would rebel.
The Prime Minister turned his head and looked at the chair again.
"If I said it was for the world, would you believe it?"
The sunlight shining outside the Qiankun Hall was disappearing little by little, and the dark shadows blocked the door of the hall.
A large number of officers and soldiers came in.
Pang Chong's hand holding the knife tightened a little more
"Where are the saint and the emperor?"
The Prime Minister didn't respond to him, just shook his head, sighed and said
"Stop him."
With that said, the Prime Minister was about to leave from the back of the palace. Pang Chong was furious, raised his sword and wanted to chase after him, but was surrounded by dozens of officers and soldiers.
There was no expression on Pang Chong's resolute face.
"Wow!"
He raised his sword and slashed straight down at the officers and soldiers, splitting an officer and soldier in half. Everyone was stunned. The armor on their bodies could not block them for a moment.
But this could not scare them away. The three people behind them raised their swords and rushed towards Pang Chong. Pang Chong struck down with the sword without looking back, and took a few steps forward, directly out of the reach of the three people's blades. , rushing into the crowd.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Pang Chong's eyes were as cold as the frost on Changming Lake in winter.
From what point on, he was no longer the impulsive and irritable deputy commander. He began to learn to be as taciturn as Qu Fengzhi. His eyes began to become deep. His subordinates who used to drink heavily and eat meat together began to fear him. He It began to become the strongest barrier in front of the saint.
But now, this barrier has been easily torn apart.
Just as he is now, the armor on his body has been chopped into pieces by countless knives, and there are more than a dozen bone-deep wounds on his back, which are constantly bleeding out, and you can even see warm breath steaming on his back. And rise.
But he still looked ahead resolutely, cutting off the heads of everyone standing in front of him.
"Pang Chong, a master, is always born in a bloody battle of life and death."
He vaguely remembered what Qu Fengzhi said.
"Stab it!"
A knife pierced his back, sending a chill down his back.
An officer and soldier behind him held a knife in his hand and stabbed forward, but he was horrified to find that the knife penetrated halfway, and no matter how hard he tried, it could not penetrate an inch deeper.
He clutched the handle of the knife with all his strength and looked ferocious.
"Die!"
"Roar!"
Pang Chong roared angrily, kicked back, and kicked the officer and soldier away.
There was a shaking, and he felt that his feet were a little weak and he wanted to fall down.
"Not even close..."
He practically spat the words out of his mouth, mixed with spit and blood.
But those officers and soldiers naturally wouldn't give him a chance to breathe. They chopped off his head with dozens of dazzling long knives and cut him into pieces.
"clang!"
Dozens of long knives were stuck above his head, unable to be cut off. The officers and soldiers all looked ugly.
"Why can't it be cut down?"
Pang Chong, who had his head lowered, suddenly straightened up slowly and raised a cold smile on his lips.
The officers and soldiers were horrified to find that the huge conflict in front of them suddenly became unreal. It felt like looking at fish in the water from the surface of the lake, with uncertainty between reality and reality.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, all the officers and soldiers felt that their bodies were suddenly pushed away by a burst of air. They felt that they could no longer stand and took a few steps back.
Before they could stabilize their bodies, Pang Chong had already rushed into a group of people. He slashed down steadily with his sword, and there were sword lights flying around. After the blow, they kept wailing.
"I am a saint who personally seals Pang Chong, the commander of the Forbidden Army. Anyone who stops me will be put to death by military law!"
Pang Chong stood on top of the hall with a corpse lying on his feet, his sword stained with blood. Outside his body, the internal energy that almost turned into substance continued to flow outwards, and a looming wall of energy protected his whole body.
He stepped forward, and a terrifying sense of oppression suddenly swept over everything. The officers and soldiers on the opposite side were sweating coldly and cowering.
"Dang!"
He could only hear his toes tapping the ground lightly, but his figure had already rushed into the crowd. His movement was not as fast as that of a wounded man who had been stabbed several times.
When an officer and soldier saw Pang Chong coming towards him, he raised his sword to block it, but the sword he just raised was broken by the zhenqi attached to Pang Chong's blade. The sword fell down with a sound, cutting the officer and soldier in two like cutting a watermelon.
Then, Pang Chong passed through the gap between the officers and soldiers and got into the crowd.
"boom!"
The wall of inner energy exploded in the crowd, broken limbs flew across the crowd, and in just an instant, several more people died.
At this moment, the knife in his hand was curled up.
However, Pang Chong's figure did not stop there. The strong internal energy wall once again attached itself to the outside. He threw away the knife in his hand. He turned sideways and went straight towards the officers and soldiers on the flank. , calloused palms were printed on the chest of an officer and soldier.
A seemingly non-existent air column directly penetrated the chest of the officer and soldier, and then the air column seemed to have not abated, and directly penetrated a person directly behind the officer and soldier.
"puff!"
Pang Chong spat out a mouthful of blood. The knife wound on his back was bleeding continuously, but his eyes were still cold.
"enough."
While Pang Chong was massacring this group of officers and soldiers with desperate and overwhelming force, another familiar voice came from outside the hall.
"Commander Pang, you are at the end of your strength..."
Medical Officer Xu walked in slowly, holding a steaming bowl of medicine in his hand. He looked at the tragic battle in the hall and stroked his forehead helplessly.
"I still have something to do and I have to leave the palace. How can I feel at ease with you running around like this?"
At this moment, the officers and soldiers in the hall had already been frightened by Pang Chong, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw someone coming in.
Pang Chong looked ferocious and wanted to take action again, but Medical Officer Xu walked directly in front of Pang Chong with a quick step and lightly hit the back of his neck with his left hand. Suddenly, the burst of internal energy rushed toward Medical Officer Xu crazily.
But something strange happened. Medical Officer Xu's left hand penetrated the inner wall of energy without any hindrance, easily knocking out the giant.
Then, while all the officers and soldiers were stunned, Pang Chong was dragged out of the hall.
Handmade Street.
Today, there are only two groups of armies confronting each other on the street. It is for this reason that the doors of the handicraft street that used to be lively are now closed.
In Li's tailor shop, several sisters were sitting together and discussing things.
"Qinqin, you read a lot, tell me what's going on outside."
Shopkeeper Li looked at Su Qinqin worriedly.
Su Qinqin lowered her eyes and looked at the book she was holding in her hand. Wu Qinghui on the side was surprised to find that the usually calm Su Qinqin had crumpled her most cherished book.
"Qinqin, what happened?"
Wu Qinghui grabbed Su Qinqin's hand and asked.
Su Qinqin shook her head
"I don't know either, but I have a very bad feeling that something big is going to happen."
For a moment, the room fell silent.
At this moment, the sound of killing suddenly came from outside the door.
"kill him!"
"Kill him quickly!"
…
"what are you!"
"ah!"
First, an angry shout was heard, and then it turned into a scream of terror.
The people in the tailor shop couldn't help but become even more panicked. Wu Qinghui stood up, tiptoed to the door, gently opened the door crack, and peeked at the situation outside through the light shining through the door crack.
But what shocked him was that he saw a man wearing heavy armor, killing the officers and soldiers on the street wantonly.
But the man was not in trouble either. There were several cracks on his armor, but his face was cold and he seemed to have no pain at all, like a monster who only knew how to kill.
On the side, the Imperial Guards who were originally surrounded by officers and soldiers broke away from the encirclement because of the man's charge.
"Captain, that guy seems to be one of ours."
But I saw Sifeng, the commander of the Forbidden Army here, looking confused. He looked at the man who was charging among the officers and soldiers. The armor on that man was clearly the Qilin Armor equipped by the Forbidden Army. The knife in his hand was also a black iron sword. This man was obviously also a Forbidden Army, but Now that all the Forbidden Forces are under siege, how could a lone person suddenly appear here?
Moreover, looking at that man's martial arts, it is already far better than the average forbidden army, and he is clearly a first-rate master at the Kuofu level.
"It's him!"
Sifeng was surprised and said that although he did not recognize that person, in the past few days, the names of two people had already spread among the Forbidden Army, Lu Ying and Ji Shen.
This person must be one of those two people.
Sifeng drew his sword and pointed it at the man angrily
"The Imperial Guard obeys the order! Capture the traitor!"
This person is none other than Lu Ying, who disappeared after kidnapping the Empress last night, but I don’t know why he appeared here again at this moment.
