Chapter 142: The Matter Is Done, the Battle Begins

It was four people, four people flashed out of the four stone pillars in the imperial study, three people used double swords, one person used a single sword, and the seven swords flashed in the air, like a sky full of stars and rain.

They are the four brothers who have disappeared for many years, Yunmen Mountain, Qixingtang, Feiyu Castle, and Yujia.

The sky was full of sword light, Ye Gucheng faced four people and seven swords, and also used his own style of 'flying immortals' outside the sky, the sword light was like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow through the sky.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" seven sounds, sparks splashed, and the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared, only a sword light was still bright!

With one move to fly immortals out of the sky, the Yu brothers have all fallen.

But when Ye Gucheng wanted to make a move again, the forbidden army stopped him again.

Suddenly, he frowned lightly, he had already heard a trace of movement, and within a hundred zhang, the flying flowers and fallen leaves could not hide from him, so he heard the voices of two people.

There are still more than thirty people left in the forbidden army, and none of these people can live, they will all die.

So I used that sword at will!

A flash of sword light, a flash of sword light.

This sword is extremely fast, extremely fast, extremely simple, and extremely ordinary...... However, it is a thousand styles of swordsmanship that are blended into one 'thousand one'.

As soon as the sword light started, the sword disappeared, and there were people who disappeared with the sword, whether it was a sword or arbitrary, as if they had escaped into nothingness and merged into heaven and earth.

The sword qi came into being, and in the imperial study, an endless sword intent suddenly erupted that seemed to annihilate all living beings.

The sword pierced through all the people, and finally stabbed into the emperor's throat with a "swoop"!

Then the sword of the prince of the south followed, stabbing at the emperor's face......

At this moment, a figure suddenly swept in from the window. He came very quickly, and he came very coincidentally, he seemed to see something, he wanted to speak, and he wanted to make a move, Ye Gucheng's sword immediately found him.

The black clothes on the prince of Nanwang had faded at some point, and the black scarf on his face suddenly disappeared, and the emperor happened to see his face between the sword light.

It was the face he had seen before he died, and it was exactly like him.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't see this face, but the person who saw him ......

At this moment, the Emperor finally understood, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then the blade of the sword pierced his face, ruining his appearance.

'A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly out of the sky. ’

Although Ye Gucheng was already injured, his sword was not, and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't take his sword, so he could only retreat out the window.

He actually saw it, saw that the emperor was dead!

The sword light caught up with him, came out through the window, and the person also came out through the window, just when the sword blade was about to pierce into Lu Xiaofeng's chest, a white shadow suddenly came, and a sword light suddenly came.

The sword light is sharp, and the sword is sharp...... But the person who came was sharper than the sword light, sharper than the sword edge.

The two swords touched, colliding not only with sparks, but also with peerless collisions.

With a "ding", the two swords were flicked away, and the two people also retreated, and after retreating...... Their men and swords stopped.

Ye Gucheng said: "Ximen blows snow!" ”

Ximen blows snow and says: "Ye Gucheng!" ”

The two of them each called out each other's names, and then Ye Gucheng saw people rushing over like a tide...... The forest of guns shone with endless stars, and the sea of swords forced out an infinite cold light.

Lu Xiaofeng's pale face had an expression of shock, panic, horror, horror, and palpitation, no one knew what he saw, and no one could understand his mood at the moment.

In an incredulous trill, he said, "You...... You guys...... You're ......"

A random cough interrupted him; When Random walked out, eyes were on him again.

The Imperial Forest Army, Ouchi Guards, are all here...... Now is the time for the Forbidden City to show its majesty and show its evil spirit, but in the face of this, he smiled!

He smiled, and everyone was stunned and trembled!

After listening to the descriptions of several forbidden soldiers and seeing the described scenes, when they looked at any of them again, their eyes were no longer just shocked.

How can a man do such a thing, and how can a man do such a thing......

Standing in front of them at will, the majesty of those and the evil aura seemed to disappear in an instant. His appearance, he alone seemed to overwhelm all of them.

Laughing casually, Wei Ziyun, who has always been calm and calm, can no longer even speak: "You guys...... What the hell are you ...... What the hell was done! Holy ......"

One lamp, two people.

Wang An carried a lamp and followed behind a person...... This is a very handsome young man, wearing a yellow robe and a babao standing water skirt at the hem.

When Lu Xiaofeng saw him, he lost his voice and said, "You are not dead?" ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone knelt down: "Knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" ”

The emperor glanced away, and Lu Xiaofeng's face was shocked and trembling...... After losing his mind for a short time, he woke up and immediately bowed down, but Simon Fuxue only had another person in his eyes......

The emperor didn't seem to blame him, but only turned his head and whispered, "Read it!" ”

Wang An held the edict in his hand and said loudly: "Fengtian carrier, the edict of the Son of Heaven said, Chang Qing, the commander of the forbidden army, intended to rebel and cause chaos, and he has been killed in the imperial study. ”

Seeing that the Son of Heaven was stained with blood, and then listening to the edict, everyone in the palace was terrified.

Wang An said: "Holy Lord, Imperial Doctor Zhao, you better go back to the palace first, the dragon body is important." ”

The emperor said softly: "City Lord Ye is also not lightly injured, it is better to ......"

arbitrarily interrupted: "I'm just a Jianghu person, so the saint should go back to the dormitory first." ”

……

No one could have imagined that he would dare to talk to the Son of Heaven like this, and what he didn't expect was that the Son of Heaven really left the place for them.

He looked at Ye Gucheng and said, "You still have to fight him?" ”

Ye Gucheng nodded: "Why bother to reschedule!" ”

Ximen Fuxue looked at the injuries on his body and said, "It doesn't matter? ”

Ye Gucheng smiled: "It's just a flesh injury." ”

"Good!" Simon blows the snow and says, "You have a sword in your hand, and I have it too." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Yes! ”

Wei Ziyun hurriedly said: "The commander of the forbidden army rebelled, such a major event happened in the palace, you two must no longer stay in the palace!" ”

Ximen Blowing Snow said: "I fought with the Lord of Ye City, life and death, honor and disgrace!" ”

Smile arbitrarily and said, "Then go back to the Taihe Palace." ”

Tu Fang said: "You are so bold, do you dare to ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly glanced at him......

It was just a glance, but Tu Fang couldn't say anything, in his arbitrary eyes, he didn't see the murderous aura, he didn't see the evil aura, only the wind was light, the clouds were light.

But with such eyes, he felt that he was so humble, so insignificant, his person was as light as that look, and his life was as light as his eyes.

Walked at will, he went first, and the direction he walked was the Taihe Palace.

No one dared to stop him, and everyone made way for him...... Then Ye Gucheng and Ximen blew snow, and they all followed this road and went out.

Lu Xiaofeng kept staring at the back, looking at it, thinking about it, and still trembling at the same time.