Hmmm-

Zuo Yezi jerked the gold wire rope, his body rose from the ground, jumped directly onto the fence, and without stopping for a moment, he bounced up again.

The next moment.

The fence of the carved stone lion broke from it, and Xu Buling stuck the lance on the platform, fell down, and the lance bent into a full strong bow, and then stepped on the wall, and the lance bounced straight again, and the whole person pierced through the rain curtain and rushed up again.

"Wow-"

The audience was full of consternation.

Zuo Yezi rose into the air and stepped on the umbrella above the Son of Heaven, without stopping, the lance came to the back again, and had to force it to bounce again, and the golden wire rope in his hand was hung on the corner of the eaves on the first floor of the Taiji Palace.

Whoop -

Xu Buling followed, stepped on the umbrella with one foot, and the whole person followed, and the lance was inserted into the beams and pillars of the Taiji Palace, and the relay flew up again, like a maggot attached to the bone, not leaving Zuo Yezi half a chance to breathe.

"This ......"

The civil and military princes and princes in the audience stood on the spot.

Song Ji stood up from the rain-soaked dragon chair, walked to the edge of the high platform in front of the hall, and looked up.

Bang Bang Bang –

The black tiles on the first layer shattered one after another.

Zuo Yezi jumped directly to the top of the Taiji Palace, there was no way ahead, and he gritted his teeth and took advantage of Xu Buling's unforeseen eaves before he could emerge, and stabbed to the back with a sword.

It's been delayed for so long, Xu Buling must have run out of oil, and if he fights again at this time, the chances of winning are much greater.

It's a pity that this sword still stabbed into the air, and Xu Buling didn't appear for the first time this time.

Zuo Yezi's face was full of caution, and he didn't dare to look at it.

And the thousands of people below saw Xu Buling standing on the eaves of the first floor, holding his chest and spitting blood, and the bulging blood vessels were already purple and black.

"No!"

"His Royal Highness!"

"Little Prince!"

Exclamations rang out, trying to dissuade them, but they didn't know how to speak.

Song Ji raised his hand, but before he could make a sound, the scolding exploded again.

"Ahh

Zuo Yezi frowned, cautiously observing the cornices to deal with at any time, and suddenly the cold under his feet suddenly appeared, and he rushed to the side without thinking about it.

Bang –

The large tile above the Taiji Palace exploded, and the long lance pierced out from below, and the figure followed closely behind and crashed into the top of the main hall.

The tiles and pieces of wood scattered, and Xu Buling stabbed the calf of the left night, which was a little slower.

Because he was caught off guard, Zuo Yezi's reaction was fast enough, but he still left a bloody wound on his calf, and if he was half a minute slower, he might have his entire foot cut off.

Zuo Yezi held the top of the hall with his hands, ignoring the sharp pain in his legs, and after turning over and landing, he violently stepped on the tiles with one foot, and the whole person rushed back directly, holding the sword in both hands, and forced Xu Buling's chest and abdomen at an unprecedented terrifying speed.

Xu Buling's mouth was full of blood, his eyes were almost hideous, he did not retreat but advanced, and his figure rose from the ground in an instant, jumping into the air.

Taiji Palace is the tallest building in Chang'an.

In the imperial city, on the streets of Chang'an, if you move your eyes here, you can see a small black dot from the rain curtain in the sky, appearing under the sky, above all things.

And Xu Buling also found that the bird's-eye view of Chang'an in this place is really magnificent.

"Ah——!h

Thunderbolt –

Screams and thunder rang out at the same time.

Xu Buling held the lance in both hands and went around his back, falling from the sky and smashing it down.

Zuo Yezi's sword missed, and for the first time, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed directly to the bottom of Xu Buling.

What about life for life!

Prince Su, this identity and anyone exchange lives, and the other party will not lose.

And to die at the top of the imperial city can be said to be the greatest honor of martial arts.

Zuo Yezi's eyes were full of madness, and the long sword stabbed out, there was no way to hide, and he exchanged his life for his life.

It's a pity that Xu Buling didn't come to send him to death.

Xu Buling was in a desperate situation, making a near-death state and recklessly changing his life, and it seemed to be completely defenseless under one blow, but when he induced Zuo Yezi to exchange lives with him, he changed his moves.

Zuo Yezi's body was unable to move in the air, and he fought to split in two, and he also wanted to stab the sword in his hand into Xu Buling's chest.

Xu Buling retracted the lance halfway, and instead swept away the blade, and at the same time, he stepped directly on Zuo Yezi's chest with a kick.

Bang - 88

Zuo Yezi's eyes were full of dazedness, and it was too late to come back to his senses, the long sword in his hand was slapped open, and the heavy blow in his chest made his whole person fall directly, hitting the roof below.

The tiles and beams below cracked, and a stream of blood sprayed onto the rain-soaked white robes.

Zuo Yezi's chest was obviously concave a little, his eyes were wide and he wanted to raise his sword to fight back, but the lance still quietly came to the throat, pierced the skin, and stopped abruptly.

Da Da Da –

Raindrops the size of beans fall on roofs and faces.

Zuo Yezi froze in place, looking at the lance in front of him and the young man at the end of the lance, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

Xu Buling stood on the roof of the Taiji Palace, holding a lance in one hand and pointing it at Zuo Yezi's throat, his face was already sickly bruised, but he had no expression:

"Convincing or not?"

“……”

Zuo Yezi's body trembled slightly, the shock in his eyes suppressed the pain in his chest, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood foam:

"You're dead, no matter how powerful you are."

Xu Buling's eyes were indifferent: "You can't even touch the corners of my clothes, and you deserve to care about my life and death?" ”

“……”

Zuo Yezi gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and let go of the long sword in his hand:

"Ten years from now, if you are still alive, I will come to you."

"If you want to come, you can do it anytime."

Xu Buling let go of his boots, turned to look at the place where the Northern Qi envoys gathered below, and said the same:

"Next!"

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked up at the top of the Taiji Hall, which was the most common scene on the rivers and lakes, but it was the most exciting.

One stands, the other lies down!

"Okay—"

The shouts were like a tidal wave, drowning out the sound of thunderstorms.

At this time, everyone forgot about anything else, and just stood below and raised their arms and shouted, and many Wenchen even burst into tears.

Song Yufu, who was already pale in the crowd, was quiet at this time, leaning on the pillar and staring blankly, thinking that they were very close to each other, but at this time they felt out of reach.

He is a man of heaven!

Xu Danqing didn't know when he had already laid out the painting case, his eyes were full of excitement, as if he was afraid of missing any detail on the Taiji Palace.

The queen mother was already paralyzed on the palace maid, her eyes were red, her lips were pursed, but she didn't know what to say.

Chen Xuan, the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, only brought Zuo Yezi, who went out of the rivers and lakes for the first time, this time, and there were no other good players at all. Judging from the current situation, going up is also sending death, so he got up and saluted respectfully.

Xu Buling thrust the lance into the top of the main hall, looked down at the Dayue Tianzi below, raised his hand and saluted respectfully:

"Shengshang, Da Yue's face, my Xu family took it back."

Song Ji stood with his hands in his hands, his hands clenched very tightly, and nodded slightly.

The next moment.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xu Buling's body shook a few times, and he fell directly from the top of the main hall, and the person was already unconscious in mid-air.

"Ahh

"Little Prince!"

Everyone was frightened, and the courtiers and palace maids and eunuchs hurriedly rushed to them.

With indescribable amazement in his eyes, Gonggong Jia floated up silently, caught Xu Buling in mid-air and fell, quickly sealed the meridian air pockets with silver needles, and commanded:

"Call the Imperial Doctor over ......"

The palace maid, eunuch and secret guard hurriedly ran to him and carried Xu Buling down for treatment, and the queen mother hurriedly ran down with the imperial doctor.

Song Ji shook his head and sighed lightly, and ordered: "Heal well, be sure to save the life of King Su's son." After that, he left the Taiji Hall with the internal officials.

The rest of the people, their eyes still stayed on the top of the Taiji Palace, and they didn't return to their senses for a long time.

A long lance stuck in the rain reminded everyone that what had just happened was not unreal.

Xiao Chuyang stood with his hands in his hands, and after a long time, he sighed lightly:

"The martyrs are so loyal that they are worthy of the name of the Xu family......"

Lu Chengan shook his head: "It was originally a generation of Tianjiao, but it was poisoned by villains, but it was a pity that ......"

After a long time, until the showers stopped, the clouds cleared, and the sunlight sprinkled again above the Taiji Hall.

The lance is still inserted at the top of the Taiji Palace, like a dragon roaring to the sky......