"It's ...... I'm here! ”

Chu Dumen's eyes were already a little dilated, but he still clenched his teeth, struggling with the last bit of strength, and stubbornly guarding his vat.

Zhu Jian glared at the emperor in disbelief, and slammed his fist into Chu Dumen's face.

Chu Dumen's nose was crooked, two teeth were broken, his brain was buzzing, as if he had a concussion, and blood was spurting out of his mouth desperately.

But this didn't stop Yan Gou's determination to hold the vat.

Instead of letting go, he hugged him tighter and tighter, and muttered in his mouth: "Beauty's ...... Gift ......"

The person had lost so much blood that he fainted.

But the body seemed to be rigid, and he maintained the posture of holding the vat with his hands and feet, and he couldn't break it.

"Damn!"

Zhu Jian scolded.

The Secret Guards and the Praetorian Army have arrived.

He was surrounded.

After a desperate battle, the nail rake swung wildly, and even the burning demon power could not break through the encirclement. There is no way, the forbidden army is like locusts, there are too many of them, and there are several small leaders of the forbidden army whose cultivation is comparable to their own, and it is difficult for them to reach four hands with two fists.

"Ahh

When the two spears pierced into Zhu Guan's body at the same time, one after the other, he spat out a mouthful of blood, revealing flaws, and was no longer able to resist and was captured.

"Tell the Imperial Doctor! Your Majesty is seriously injured! It's almost gone! The deputy commander of the forbidden army shouted loudly, and his voice was extremely flustered.

The commander-in-chief of the forbidden army, Tang Qing, suffered an internal injury because of a broken arm, and took leave to recuperate at home. The duty of the forbidden army is to protect the safety of the emperor and the palace, and if such a major event happens, the emperor is about to braid, how can he not panic?

*。 *。 *

The emperor was assassinated.

The assassin is still an evil boar demon.

quietly infiltrated the emperor's bedroom, although he failed to kill the emperor, but he took most of his life, and this matter caused an uproar in Beilan Kingdom.

Martial law in the city!

The demon beasts and demon cultivators were suppressed by the unprecedented crazy revenge and suppression of the Beilan Imperial Court!

The Xuanwu Academy, as well as the three major sects, all dispatched elite disciples to support the imperial court in its fight against demons.

Even the Demon Hunting Guild is more than three times busier than usual!

In contrast, Zi Qianmo in the Prime Minister's Mansion had an extremely comfortable life, and her daily practice of the "Spirit Crane Flowing Fire Sword Technique" was only ten days of hard work, and she was after thoroughly mastering the first heavy sword such as the Spirit Crane and the second heavy sword such as flowing fire, and even the third heavy smoke and rain falling into the fire had also cultivated to the stage of Xiaocheng, although it was not yet a big success, but she was already able to use a complete smoke and rain falling fire move.

A burning scarlet sword in his hand.

The crimson sword rays, like filaments of smoke and rain, were woven within a radius of 100 meters.

Dense and terrifyingly powerful.

And all of a sudden—

The filament-like sword qi of smoke and rain converged into clusters of red lotus-like flowing fire, blooming, and falling down from mid-air.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Each red lotus that fell from the fire would leave a foot-long pit on the ground like a magma burn, and it would emit terrible smoke.

At the moment when I understood this trick.

Zi Qianmo felt the spiritual power in his body surge, converging in the dantian, like a tidal wave, and his cultivation was also improved.

"The day after tomorrow!" In the demon pupils that are as light as glass, they bloom with brilliance.