Therefore, when he saw the ghost old man lying alone at the feet of the Blood River Venerable, he could only snort angrily, he was the emperor, he was supreme, but an emperor who couldn't even handle the queen party, a weak emperor who was born in the palace boudoir and grew up in the hands of a woman, what could he do now? The sword that stabbed the master of distraction to death had actually exhausted his courage in this life and even in the next life!

Therefore, at this time, he hid in the encirclement formed by the eunuchs, and the eunuchs were all guarded by the forbidden army soldiers, and the outermost guards were also guarded by Shuangdeng, Ding Mao, none of the three masters, and Sang Tianliang, who was not lightly injured, was barely supported, but the emperor still felt unsafe. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the riot only reached the moment when it really broke out, and while the masters were going straight to the emperor Lao'er on the wooden building, those people who were hiding among the people finally began to make trouble. At this time, several people on the execution ground had already been rescued by the swarming high-rollers, and the gold-armored forbidden soldiers guarding it actually began to fight for unknown reasons.

The cannons fired at each other, the longbow formation was attacked by short crossbows and air-breaking arrows, and there was no formation, many thunder and fire bombs were dropped among the giant shield spearmen, and there was a huge amount of poison scattered by the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect who did not have time to escape, in short, they were killed and injured in an instant, but the people of the imperial city who were wearing various costumes were not attacked, because those high-rollers in the rivers and lakes who were hiding in the middle of the rivers and lakes were somewhat human and moral, regardless of the righteous path and the devil's path, and these people who "helped to hide", even if they were officials and nobles, they were also a little affectionate. The high-rollers have performed light skills, flying eaves and walls, jumping and moving, and the nobles and lords, like the real good people, dare to stay when they see what is going on, and they all rush towards the imperial city with their heads in their hands, and they run away in a few breaths. And those Jianghu warriors who rushed towards the dirt slope for some kind of benefit did not have many worries, and directly raised their weapons to the nearest soldiers, secret guards, domestic servants, and even some old people and children who were lucky enough to run out of the wooden building.

At this time, the emperor looked at the large number of people rushing over, and he had already flown to Java, and he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Xue Wuxian! Xue Wuxian!" At this time, he had not forgotten that his subordinates were the highest in cultivation and the most obedient and easy to use "loyal ministers and good generals".

Xue Wuxian didn't respond, but the mob rushed up. When the emperor saw this, he jumped to his feet angrily and scolded: "Bastard! I eat and drink well and raise you for nothing, and when I use it, I don't make a sound!" said that the faces of all the eunuchs and forbidden officers and soldiers were as black as the bottom of a pot, but they couldn't refute it. At this time, the kings, the virtuous kings, the beautiful kings, the chongwang and other princes all led the palace guards to gather in one place, desperately trying to rush to this side, but were stopped by the mob, if they wanted to express their loyalty, they had to tear down the human wall first, and they couldn't count on it for a while. The emperor looked at these courtiers who were very "pious", and thought that they were actually loyal, but the situation was more vicious, and he had more than enough strength to do so, and when he raised his eyes, he just saw Zhao Guangyi blocking in front of his son, and the powerful old man was in front of Zhao Guangyi, and the three of them fought for a position to protect each other, but no one let them take a look at their side, and they couldn't help but feel angry, and as soon as their eyes rolled, they came up with a poisonous plan.

"Brother Zhenwang, I have always heard that you are brave and unparalleled in battle, and now that the situation is critical, it is also the time for you to do your best! He said it soundly, but when he heard it in anyone's ears, he couldn't help but feel cold, Zhao Guangyi's face darkened, and he really wanted to leave this dirty team altogether, the three of them called Mr. Shang to flee alone with the secret guard, but in the face of the rumbling mob tide, they didn't dare to leave this team with very good combat effectiveness rashly, Zhao Guangyi glanced at Zhao Lingfeng deeply, gritted his teeth, and really left his original position and walked towards the periphery of the Golden Armor Forbidden Army, while He Lao followed quietly.

"Old He!" Zhao Guangyi said in a low voice, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Don't worry, the little prince will be fine...... he was saying and suddenly stopped, because at this moment, at the outermost part of the forbidden army's strength, to be precise, the forbidden army was facing the forefront of the mob tide, a silver-white figure appeared.

"Sir!" Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Lingfeng, and even the emperor all screamed, the three of them didn't want to put Yinchen in a dangerous situation, the True King father and son understood the value of Yinchen, but the emperor wanted to entrap him as a last resort to deal with the True King's lineage, none of them wanted this silver-haired young man to be injured and die in this meaningless breakthrough.

However, Yinchen wouldn't listen to them at all, and even the army formed by the forbidden army he left was alone in the face of the surging crowd, and that posture made no difference. Seeing the crowd rushing over, he said coldly without looking back:

"Let you understand today how the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry retreated!"

After he finished speaking, his hands moved at the same time, and two large fireballs emitting amazing flashes flew out from his cuffs.

"The True Sun has fallen!" The fireball crossed the high parabola and smashed into the crowd with a bang, and the mob of thousands of people paused abruptly at such an instant.

The explosion, resounding in the sky, was more terrifying than the redcoat cannon. The hemispherical flames turned into murderous clouds, rapidly expanding from the ground, engulfing a mob of nearly 100 people in an instant.

The terrible howl before death was drowned in the firelight and high temperature, the crimson flame was completely out of control at this moment, like some kind of plague spreading wildly, obviously a shocking spell that killed hundreds of people with one move, but because of the spreading flames and storms, more people were injured.

The flames broke through the wind, setting fire to clothes and limbs, and even melting weapons. The crowd of people who charged paused for a moment, and then they didn't know who was directing them, and they retreated a little to regain their strength, but left behind the charred corpses all over the ground.

"Killing the sun?" Master Wu let out an exclamation of disbelief, only to get a disdainful snort from Silver Dust. As soon as he waved, two crimson axes floated eerily into the air without any external force, and flew back into his hands in an instant, and everyone was stunned by this hand. Silver Dust held two axes and narrowed his pupils slightly, waiting for the second charge of the mob like a tide of beasts.

He looked heroic and fearless almost idiot at this time, and he was alone and slowly walked towards the mob that was hurriedly formed, but no one knew that his heart was bitter and nervous at this time, and the Thousand Armies were nothing to the legend, but if he was only limited to using a pair of axes to repel the army of a thousand people, he really had no certainty, his martial arts were not really martial arts, but the magic of the form of martial arts, in each set of martial arts, on top of each weapon, there were often one or two moves that were extremely proficient, infinitely powerful, no weaker than the long-range attack spells, but a complete set of martial arts would not work, that set of magic moves, let him use it, it is absolutely rigid and rigid, even soft and weak, almost flowery fist embroidered legs.

As a mage, his hand-to-hand combat skills are not a weakness, or even a major strength, but it must be built on the basis of Wanhua weapons, fists, feet, fingers, claws, knives, guns, axes, sickles, and even guns and cannons in turn to ensure that the attack power lasts, but at this moment, there is an emperor Lao'er standing behind him, a master without a master, and a Ding Mao monk, these people are staring at him, how can he play his full strength? He didn't even know how to explain the fact that he had infinitely many weapons with him in the future, and if one explanation was not in place, he was really worried that those three guys would connect him with Black Zero.

"Sir!" At this time, the emperor's voice came from afar, and Yinchen stopped hesitantly, really wanting to teleport and hide behind, but he didn't have any time to react, because the mob that was repelled by his two deadly rays of the sun launched an even more savage and crazy attack again.

The silver-colored figure was engulfed by the crowd.

The red fire suddenly exploded in the crowd, and the engulfed white figure resurfaced in the flames, his hands danced continuously, and the attack of the axe was fierce and stiff, almost relying on the fire to force the people around him to retreat, and there were not many people who were really injured. Whether it is the emperor, or the father and son of the real king, they all raise their hearts to their throats, but they have no choice, because they themselves have to face the surging crowd.

At this moment, everyone was desperate, even the emperor Lao'er was nervously injecting the front of the team, but he forgot to look at the top of the ruins of the wooden building, and suddenly Xue Wuxian's figure appeared.

The white-clothed Shengxue has now become a cloth strip outfit, with a soft appearance, but at the moment it is full of blood and elegant demeanor, and it is like a lost dog at this time. The number one master on the White Dragon List, Xue Wuxian at the peak of Jindan, the only shining light on his body at this moment is the dazzling belt. The high-grade mysterious weapon in his hand was already dim at this time, and the dignified style on his body was even a little sluggish at this moment.

He quickly turned his head and glanced in the direction where the emperor was, only to see a complete scuffle, except for the six big eunuchs and the two old eunuchs in the innermost circle, the rest of the forbidden army, the prince, the prince, the secret guard, and the guests, all of them were fighting on their own, and those rabble organized by low-level warriors were even more indiscriminate, taking care of themselves, not to mention the military situation, and even the most basic formation was gone. He glanced over there, anxious, but there was nothing he could do, because at this time, he was facing an opponent who could not fight but could not defeat.

"Ten thousand! people!to!" Xue Wuxian squeezed out three words from between his teeth, and he couldn't say more, even though he had thousands of insults, he couldn't form a complete sentence at this moment. In his heart, there is only the deepest humiliation at this moment, and that humiliation can't make him angry, it only makes him doubt life.

In front of him, on the other corner of the ruins, the same white-clothed Shengxue, with a fluffy hairstyle that killed Matt, actually flicked the dust on his robe. His clothes are simple and clean in the true sense, and there are even a few small patches hanging on the ordinary linen robe, a black cowhide belt, which is also old, and even a little edged, and on the side of the black belt, there is an ordinary scabbard, and what the scabbard carries is truly extraordinary.

The light sword, which had been stuffed into the sheath by his master at this time, was quiet and beautiful, and the pattern on the hilt of the sword was restrained in light, showing a warm and mellow exquisiteness. The white-clothed swordsman was almost spotless, and there was not a single sword wound, so neat and clean that it didn't look like he had just experienced a battle between peerless powerhouses, as if he had just gone out for a walk after afternoon tea. His hairstyle was fluffy and arrogant, his expression was cold and arrogant, he looked at the person in front of him, at the former head and opponent, there was no hatred and anger in his black and blue eyes, no mockery and contempt, only a cheap pity for waste.

"Five years ago, before that incident to be precise, you and I were still in the middle of each other, at least I made five swords, and there must be three swords to block your moves, but now, even if I suppressed my cultivation and used the magic skills of the Jindan realm to deal with you, I actually ......" Wan Xiang said softly, his tone full of pity: "You never ask yourself why this is?"

"That's enough! What can one person do with excellent swordsmanship!" Xue Wuxian roared, and the sword in his hand let out a sharp roar, and then, countless sword lights turned into a snowstorm in the sky, and they rolled towards ten thousand people one after another without a trace.

Ten thousand people slowly pulled out their swords and stabbed straight at a certain point in the space, he didn't even bother to use a momentary scenery thorn, and actually used the first form in "Qingfeng Duel". However, it was such a stab that made the original traceless swordsmanship have traces, and suddenly there were flaws in the snowstorm. Xue Wuji's swordsmanship braked suddenly, and he slammed his sword from the bottom to the top in embarrassment, and with a bang, he finally blocked the sword of ten thousand people.

Ten thousand people gently withdrew their weapons, looked at Xue Wuxian who had run his divine skills to the limit, and shook his head, from beginning to end, he did not exert his divine skills.

"Is the master lonely? No, I'm not worthy, a swordsman who can't even beat an apprentice, what face does he have to call himself a master. This is what everyone thinks at this moment, he is cold and arrogant, he seems to look down on all swordsmanship in the world, but in fact, he can't even look down on his own swordsmanship, the only swordsmanship he can have on his feet is "That Move" jointly developed by Wan Jianxin and Yinchen.

"Twenty years ago, you comprehended [Breaking Xuan] one step ahead of me and became the first disciple of the Divine Sword Sect at that time, but twenty years have passed, and what you used in your hands is still the Breaking Xuan when you were a disciple. Wan Xiang said in an aria tone: "Five years ago, you could have easily used the [Killing Dao], but now, you only have this ability left...... You tell me, what's wrong with you?" he said over and over again, stimulating Xue Wuxian, as if the villain was forcing the righteous warrior to break out a counterattack, he was very patient at this time, and even a little talkative, but the problem was that the person in front of him could not really break out a counterattack like the legendary protagonist.

Thousands of people have already seen through this person.