Chapter Ninety-Two: Revealed

"Hey, there's still such a strong master in the world?"

He Shen is in a high position, and there are also many worship masters in the family, with some knowledge, and when he saw the figure in front of him hurrying all the way, and no guard could stop the speed of the other party, he gasped in his heart.

Burst!

The sharp sword light flashed in front of him, and three or four Qing soldiers covered their throats and fell to the ground, and Yang Yun's figure moved, continuing to move forward along the gap that was made. Along the way, there were two or three hundred Qing soldiers who died in his hands.

In the continuous killing, the Hu family's knife technique became more powerful and unstoppable, and even a faint aura appeared on the blade.

The more he was besieged, the more acute Yang Yun's perception became, and his powerful spiritual power was brought into full play, perceiving one flaw in his sword technique.

Every flaw in his sword skills has the potential to turn into a fatal point when besieged by enemies on all sides.

"Fortunately, my Vajra Immortal Skill has been cultivated to the fourth level, and I am only half a step away from achieving great perfection! These guards' swords and guns can't hurt me yet!"

He paid the price of being stabbed five times and slashed three times, and perfected all the eight flaws in the knife technique, and the Hu family's knife technique, which had originally reached the realm of Xiaocheng, began to rapidly advance to the realm of Dacheng!

"Archers!

At this time, He Shen came back to his senses and began to mobilize a full five hundred archers to block the front of the main hall of the military aircraft department, and then with an order, the many guards who were besieging Yang Yun quickly retreated.

Then the archer let go of the longbow that was bent, and with a whooshing sound, one arrow after another whistled out, turning into a dense rain of arrows, one shot, and the second with it, and the cycle repeated, like a torrential rain, covering a small half of the sky.

As archers defending the Forbidden City, the arrows they shoot are naturally different from ordinary bamboo arrows and wooden arrows, but armor-piercing arrows made of stainless steel, which can even pierce through iron armor at close range. Second only to muskets in terms of lethality.

When the arrows were fired, Qianlong took several ministers of military aircraft to the door of the main hall of the military aircraft department to observe the situation outside.

"Okay! Ten thousand arrows can definitely shoot this traitor!"

One of the ministers couldn't help but exclaim. This person is Fu Chang'an, Minister of Military Aircraft. is the fourth brother of Fukangan, and he has a grudge against Yang Yun for killing his brother.

Qianlong didn't say a word, staring closely at Yang Yun, who was covered by the rain of arrows, his eyes were sharp, and he wanted to break this person's body into pieces.

In the face of the rain of arrows, Yang Yun's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest fear. He let out a long roar, and all the dragon descending true qi in his whole body rushed out, and the long knife slashed on the ground, and then his right foot fell suddenly.

Rumble!

The thick white jade bricks were lifted away, turning into a barrier in front of Yang Yun, and a continuous rain of arrows shot on it, making a clanging sound, and some of them roared through the cracks in the masonry, and Yang Yun used all his skills to dodge.

"Qianlong, you are the son of Chen Shiqi, as a Han Chinese, but you recognize a thief as your father, today I will do the right thing for heaven, send you to see your illegitimate son Fukangan, and let your father and son reunite underground!"

Yang Yun laughed, and the long knife kept pulling away the arrows that came from him, directly revealing Qianlong's true identity and his secret relationship with Fukangan.

"What?"

When He Shen, who was commanding the archers, heard these words, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly swelled with shock, and he couldn't help but turn his head and quietly look at Emperor Qianlong.

"Nonsense! The traitor is talking nonsense, why don't you kill this thief quickly!"

saw Emperor Qianlong's face full of iron, and his right hand pointed at Yang Yun and shouted angrily. Fu Chang'an, the minister of military aircraft beside Emperor Qianlong, also had an angry face. Gritting his teeth, he couldn't wait to step forward and fight Yang Yun in person.

With He Shen's understanding of Qianlong, he could feel that while the emperor was angry, there seemed to be a trace of fear of being exposed. His heart trembled violently, could it be that Fukangan was really the illegitimate son of the saint?

Regarding Yang Yun's words, He Shen only believed the second half of the sentence, and he didn't believe at all that Qianlong was the son of Chen Shiqi and was originally a Han Chinese.

The first emperor had a total of six sons, Qianlong was only ranked fourth, if the saint was really the son of Chen Shiqi, the first emperor would not pass on the throne to the current saint anyway.

He Shen naturally didn't know what happened decades ago, he just made a judgment based on normal circumstances.

"No wonder, when Fukangan was killed, the emperor was so angry!"

He Shen's heart was undulating, but his face was angry, and he kept yelling, directing the archers and other guards to continue the siege.

However, as soon as Yang Yun's voice fell, he continued to use his body, his figure flashed, and he grabbed a guard with his left hand, and used the body of this guard to resist the arrows, and the hundred-pound human body was as light as straw in his hand. The long knife turned into a sword and cleaved the path ahead.

Kill!

When the five hundred archers exchanged arrows, Yang Yun shouted vigorously and threw the corpse of the guard in his hand forward, boom! This corpse directly crossed the distance of more than ten zhang and knocked down a group of guards holding guns in front of him.

Then he rose and fell a few times, crossed a distance of tens of feet, and killed five hundred archers.

"Not good!"

He Shen's mind was very sharp, and when he sensed danger, he did not hesitate to retreat backwards, and broke away from the archer's team in time.

"What about the musketeers, why haven't they come?"

Seeing Yang Yun like a dragon overturning the river and the sea, crisscrossing the ranks of archers, killing the guards one by one and screaming continuously, Emperor Qianlong's face was pale, and he shouted angrily.

"Muskets?"

Yang Yun, who was not far away, moved his ears and immediately sped up his movements, his Vajra Incorruptible Skill had been cultivated to the fourth level, and he was invulnerable, as if he was wearing an iron armor. But when it comes to muskets, it's not enough to see.

As soon as the musket team came over, he was in danger.

"Doesn't it mean that the Qing court is very reluctant to close the country to muskets and muskets?

Yang Yun jumped up, passed these archers, and killed directly in the direction of Emperor Qianlong. The speed is two or three percent faster than just now, and he has already exerted his full strength.

"Your Majesty, the traitor is ferocious, let's stay out of the edge for the time being! Hailancha has already received the news and is rushing to escort him, as long as he waits for a while, Hailancha can bring the master to come, and the traitor will definitely be captured and killed when the time comes!"

He Shen hurried to the door of the main hall of the Military Aircraft Department, and pulled Emperor Qianlong to the side and fled for his life.

"Let go of me, I won't leave!"

Qianlong's face was extremely ugly, and he shouted that I would not leave, but his body was very honest and kept rushing with Heshen.

"Don't want to go!"

Yang Yun took a deep breath, burst out all the remaining dragon descending true qi, ran the Flying Divine Divine Method, and no longer ignored the swords and spears beside him, and leaped to the door of the main hall of the Military Aircraft Department.

Swish!

A sharp sword flash flashed, and the blood splattered on the bodies of several ministers who were dodging on the other side of the hall, and they fell to the ground screaming. These ministers of the Military Aircraft Department are Liang Guozhi, Dong He, and Fu Chang'an. The three of them are all important ministers of the Qing court, and they are in charge of the household department among the six ministries, and once the three of them die, the finances of the Qing court will be paralyzed for a period of time!

After killing these people, Yang Yun's ears moved, and he heard a movement in the distance, as if reinforcements from the Qing soldiers were about to arrive, he immediately rushed to stop Emperor Qianlong and He Shen, and was ready to stab the other party to death with a swing of his knife.