The cold light flashed, the blood light burst out, and one of the eunuchs looked down at his chest with his eyes bulging, and a half-moon-shaped curved blade cut deep into his chest, and a slender silver chain was attached to the end of the curved blade...... One end of the silver chain was in the hand of a black-clad masked man.

The wrist of the man in black flicked without saying a word, and the half-moon curved blade rolled back with a large rain of blood, like a spiritual snake coiled around the wrist of the man in black, but the eunuch did not let out a half-scream, but fell straight down like dead wood, and his life was cut off.

In the main hall, the terrifying sound of "buzzing" echoed endlessly, all of which were the trembling sound of the sharp blade breaking through the air, and white light flew across the sky, reflecting the whole hall.

In just a few breaths, the henchmen that the Son of Heaven had painstakingly cultivated for many days were completely defeated. Among these black-clothed killers who suddenly appeared, there was no outstanding generation of masters, but all of them were ruthless, and their moves were all killers, coupled with the strange attacks of the long chain curved blade, many of the subordinates of the Son of Heaven were killed in a daze, and the use of the long chain curved blade was obviously more than that, and several eunuchs were strangled alive by the long chain...... Such a method of murder is simply unheard of.

On the dragon steps, the Duda people have really become a lonely person, the crown on his head has been cut off at some point, his white hair is scattered over his shoulders, and his body is full of bloodstains, but he still stubbornly holds the dragon steps...... Behind him is the Son of Heaven, and he has no way to retreat. At his feet lay seven or eight corpses, both of his men and of his enemies. At this moment in the battle, he is the only one who can really kill those black-clothed killers...... But he knew that his plan with the Son of Heaven was over, and he himself was going to die!

The sound of breaking wind rose, and a man in black jumped up from under the dragon steps, and his body shook his hand in mid-air, and a curved blade turned into a cold light and went straight to the door of the Duda man.

Master Du's eyes flashed sharply, and his palms closed slowly and quickly like lightning. Unexpectedly, he sandwiched the curved blade between his palms at the moment when he couldn't make a move, and without waiting for the black-clothed killer to react, he screamed, and suddenly pulled the curved blade violently, bringing the black-clothed killer's huge body straight to the top of the dragon steps.

The terrifying sound of entering the flesh sounded, and the blood light behind the black-clothed killer burst through a bloody hole, and a thin palm stretched out, especially holding a bloody human heart.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and the next moment, a beastly roar rang out. At least more than half of the black-clothed killers gave up the defeated opponent in front of them and turned to the top of the dragon steps to kill, showing that the thunderous killing methods of the Duda not only failed to deter them, but instead triggered the violent killing intent and bloodthirsty instinct in their hearts.

Seven or eight curved blades drew all kinds of strange and bizarre trajectories, and slashed towards the Duda people, but they were incredibly not entangled and collided with each other, like a net from heaven to earth.

In the shrill laughter, Master Du shook his body strangely, and four or five curved blades flashed in a row. But he was finally slashed by three blades, and he was immediately covered in blood. But he flipped his wrist as if he didn't notice it, and rolled the long chains of curved blades in front of him around his wrist.

Without waiting for him to exert his strength and snatch it, the black-clothed killers abandoned the long chain in their hands together. Fit pounced.

As soon as Master Du pointed at the forehead of the first person who pounced on him, the black-clothed killer immediately flew upside down, and the second person did not attack Lord Du, but he hugged the right arm of Lord Du. The third person arrived, and the short blade in his hand pierced deeply into the left shoulder of the Duda.

There was no trace of pain on the old and withered face of the only man, and his hands were either restrained or wounded. But without hesitation, he opened his mouth to bite the throat of the third person, and in the scalp-numbing "Titika" sound, the third killer fell like soft mud.

The second killer was stunned, and his eyes were splashed with blood from the mouth of the Duda people, and then he was hit by the head of the Duda people, and his brains burst on the spot.

The bodies of several killers had not yet completely fallen to the ground, and in the cold light flashed again, the thin body of the Duda was embedded with a few curved blades, his cloudy gaze dimmed suddenly, he tried to turn his head back, and finally took a deep look at Liu Xie, who had tears in his eyes, and lowered his head, but the corpse was still standing.

The hall fell into a deathly silence again, not only because the dead soldiers loyal to the Son of Heaven had been slaughtered, but the people in the hall, including Dong Zhuo and his party, were all stunned by the tragic killing poke between Master Du and several black-clothed killers.

"Hmph...... Hahaha! A series of eerie laughter suddenly sounded, Dong Zhuo shook off his arms and shook off the two men who were protecting his left and right, shook off his stride and walked towards the dragon steps again.

He walked in front of the body of the Duda, paused slightly, and suddenly drew his sword and swung it, and with a sword, he cut off the white-haired head of the Duda.

He watched the head bounce and roll towards the bottom of the stairs, and a bloodthirsty and vicious color flashed in his eyes: "Old horseman, the dying man dares to come to the big thing of the bad lonely!" ”

After that, he raised his leg and kicked the headless body of the Duda You erect himself, and slowly turned a pair of fierce eyes like copper bells to Liu Xie, the son of heaven.

"I've lost!" At this moment, Liu Xie, who has always been submissive in front of Dong Zhuo, did not show any fear, he even raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, and showed a smile: "However, I have done my best, today, on top of this hall, the civil and military ministers are witnesses, I have not disgraced the emperor and the ancestors......

He slowly stood up and looked at Dong Zhuo proudly: "I am the Son of Heaven, the bloodline of the descendants of Gaozu and Emperor Wu, even if I want to die, I have to die standing and die!" ”

The ministers were shocked together, because they only discovered today that this young emperor, who had been despised by them, had even surpassed the previous emperor in the majesty of the emperor that burst out at this moment.

"Your Majesty!" An old minister knelt down amid a cry of grief.

"Your Majesty!" There was a sudden cry in the hall, and all the Hanchen knelt on the ground together...... No matter how they criticized this puppet emperor in their hearts before, but at the moment they were all happy and convinced, they could only express their respect to this young emperor who dared to set things right, and at the same time, they were also repenting to the last emperor and paying silent tribute to the Han Dynasty that was about to be overthrown.

"Good boy, you've got you!" Dong Zhuo smiled cruelly and slowly raised the sharp arrow in his hand, which was dripping blood...... Liu Xie slowly closed his eyes, and the ministers grabbed the ground with their heads together.

"Choke!" Dong Zhuo unexpectedly returned the sword into the sheath, and smiled yin: "What are you mourning?" Don't want to smash the charge of killing the Son of Heaven on Lone's head! ”

"But, Your Majesty!" He bowed slightly to Liu Xie casually: "If your reputation for killing loyal ministers today spreads, I am afraid that the virtue of the Son of Heaven will be lost...... The old minister is courageous, please ask Your Majesty to issue an edict against himself. And the old minister temporarily acts as the government! ”

"Dreaming!" Liu Xie took a step forward and said sharply: "How can I hand over the Great Han River to you, a thief!" Just do it! I have died today! ”

"Oh? You're here for real! Dong Zhuo took half a step back, a look of doubt flashed in his slender eyes, and suddenly he laughed: "Understood!" You're not afraid of death anymore...... However, you should still have weaknesses! ”

"Someone's coming!" He shouted wildly: "From now on, for every count of Lone, he will kill a minister...... Until Your Majesty figures it out! ”

Liu Xie's face changed, he had already made up his mind to defend the majesty of the Son of Heaven to the death, but he was just a child after all. If you watch your courtiers die in front of you one by one.......

"One ......" Before Dong Zhuo could finish counting, a black-clothed killer had already raised his curved blade.

"Hahaha!" An old minister suddenly jumped up, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Your Majesty, the old minister doesn't have the ability of Shi Sun Rui and Yang Zhan, but the king humiliates the minister to death, and he has no hesitation!" ”

"Dong thief!" He stared at Dong Zhuo with a pair of blood-red eyes: "I'm waiting for you underground, drinking your blood and eating your flesh!" As he spoke, he slammed headlong into the pillar beside him. With blood splattered, he slowly collapsed.

"The first emperor is above, and the minister is here to accompany him!" Another veteran crashed to his death on a pillar.

"And the old minister!" One by one, the ministers stood up.

"No!" Liu Xie finally collapsed, and he fell to the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"What!" Dong Zhuo was also stunned, and he subconsciously shouted: "Stop them!" ”

There was another great turmoil in the temple.

"Boom!" The closed door of the temple suddenly flew inwards without warning, splashing a puff of dust from broken wood.

The dust dissipated, and a majestic figure stood at the temple gate.

"You!" Dong Zhuo looked at the expressionless Lu Bu and walked into the hall in one step. Instinctively feeling that something is not right.

"Dong Zhuo! You have finally revealed the true colors of the conspiracy to usurp! Lu Bu's face sank like water, and he slowly raised a hand and pointed it at Dong Zhuo: "Then." I, Lu Bu, will turn against you today! ”

"Humph! Lonely today is the only one who understands! Dong Zhuo was stunned, and finally blurted out a wild laugh, until tears flowed out of his laughter: "It's so high-sounding, lie to the children!" ”

"You hypocritical villain!" He slowly straightened up, and his eyes were full of tyranny: "You are the first to rebel against Ding Yuan, so you have moved your mind so that no one in the world has anything to say to you!" You've always wanted to betray me, but you have no excuse...... How did you finally find an opportunity today? ”

"Right and wrong, people in the world have their own opinions!" Lu Bu did not change color in the slightest, he said lightly: "You killed loyal ministers and coerced the Son of Heaven, but everyone witnessed it, and it was everyone who was punished...... Ladies and gentlemen, do you say yes or no? ”

"Exactly!" Before the ministers in the hall could understand, several voices sounded in front of the temple door at the same time.

"What! Shi Sun Rui, Yang Zan ......" Dong Zhuo sneered: "It turns out that Feng Xian not only did not kill them, but released them!" ”

"You!" Dong Zhuo suddenly saw the last person, and finally his pupils contracted: "Wang Yun!" ”

"You really ...... It's also their party! Dong Zhuo burst out with a burst of laughter again: "What a marrying girl Diao Chan!" It's your plan, too! Lone has always doubted, how can such a fairy-like person be willing to marry Lone? Sure enough, it's a treacherous ploy! ”

"Hee-hee! Thank you for your reputation! The little woman was ashamed. A string of silver bell-like laughter came, and then the incense breeze blew in the entire hall, and three slender figures marched into the hall.

"Count you!" One of the women smiled at Lu Bu and said, "Get rid of Dong Thief today, and your name of Lu Fengxian will be spread to the world again!" ”

"You want to kill me?" Dong Zhuo slowly retreated, and the remaining dozens of black-clothed killers quickly formed a barrier in front of him: "It's a pity, ......"

Suddenly, his wild laughter resounded in the hall: "It's a pity, you are all fooled!" I've been waiting so long for all of you to come out on your own! ”

"Do it!" In the midst of the loud shouts, a black-clothed killer shook his hand and shot a hidden weapon, and in the piercing and sharp whistle, the hidden weapon flew out of the hall.

"Kill!" Outside the hall, there was a tsunami-like shouting and killing sound, outside the Weiyang Palace, the lights were bright, the doors and windows of countless pavilions and houses were opened, and a team of heavily armed Dong Jun poured out like a tide, instantly surrounding the huge Weiyang Palace. (To be continued.) )