For the first time in this night, a dim light illuminated the rooms of the side halls of the Hall of Light. A faint dim light seeped out of the palace lamp on the table, making the whole room seem a little sad, not even as bright as the moonlight that penetrated through the big hole in the top of the hall.

The palace maid looked at Fan Xian, who was covered in dust, with a frightened face, and opened her mouth to exhale, but she didn't exhale.

With a snort, Fan Xian's feet were wrong, and he suddenly swept eight steps in a row, and a sword stabbed straight out, hitting the throat of the palace maid.

With a splash of blood, Fan Xian's head was slightly lowered, his wrist turned slightly, and the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand came out again, stabbing out under his armpit and pointing out the throat of a eunuch.

He took three more quick steps, turned the tip of his left foot as a pivot, and the whole person spun up like a dancer, and the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand shone with a cold light.

Everywhere the cold light went, all the eunuchs and palace maids who woke up fell to the ground and fell in a pool of blood.

The right foot kicked the bluestone slab again, the bluestone slab was slightly broken, Fan Xian's body was tied like a big bird, and in a strange shape, he suddenly retreated backwards, and hit one person in the arms, and the person who hit was broken.

He lowered his head, and his right elbow suddenly popped out like a spring, and the Son of Heaven Sword came out of his hand and hit the chest of a person rushing towards him on the right side.

The swordless right fist slammed out to the left, knocking the last man to the ground with one punch, and with a snap, the man didn't have time to react at all, and fell to the ground heavily, his head shattered like a watermelon!

In an instant, kill eight people in a row!

............ Fan Xian, who was extremely violent and broke into the Hanguang Palace, did not say a word, and shot with all his strength in silence, the sword of the Son of Heaven, domineering and true qi, made him like a wandering soul with supreme mana, snatching the lives of all the enemies in the room in a moment, and did not let the other party make a sound at all!

His swordsmanship is inherited from the Sigu Sword, but it lacks the indomitable Heavenly Dao killing intent of the Sigu Sword, but instead has the touch of yīn cold in the shadow of the sky.

His fist skills are inherited from the Ye family, but he does not have the chic and swaying intention of Ye Liuyun floating on the sea at all, but has more of the magnificent feeling naturally revealed by the domineering true qi.

Who can stop such a killing?

The people in the side hall of the ——————————————————————, in addition to those who died on the ground, only Yigui's mother and son and Ning Cairen remained, and Ning Cairen came to visit the third prince tonight, so he did not go back to his bed, but brought great convenience to Fan Xian.

None of these three nobles could sleep tonight, so when Fan Xian crashed into the palace like a god, they reacted immediately, watching Fan Xian's every move nervously through the light veil.

Even if they had confidence in Fan Xian, they didn't expect that Lord Xiao Fan would actually use such a violent way to kill all the inner court personnel who were guarding him in such a short period of time!

Lifting the curtain, the three of them walked down, looking at Fan Xian, the expressions on their faces were different, but there was also a trace of shock, they felt that the Fan Xian in front of them seemed to be different from the Fan Xian before Dadongshan in some aspects.

Concubine Yi's face was full of joy, since Fan Xian ventured into the palace to save his mother and son, then the worry about what Cheng Ping said in the previous twilight naturally did not exist. Under residential surveillance in this Hanguang Palace, Yi Guifei didn't know when her mother and son would die, and when she suddenly saw a savior tonight, she was relieved, and then looked at the stumps of dead bodies in the house, and couldn't help but feel weak in her legs, and wanted to fall down.

The third prince, Li Chengping, supported his mother's body on the side, looked at his husband with grateful eyes, and nodded vigorously, his eyes were already moist.

At this time, he was deep in the Hanguang Palace, and he didn't know how many guards were surrounding him, and the eunuch masters in the inner court of the front hall were still there, Fan Xian knew that his violent assault, although he successfully contacted these three people, he did not rescue them, and it was still a dead end.

So he didn't say a word of nonsense to the third child and his aunt, and said coldly: "Follow me and break out!"

It's not easy to break out, just rely on the two hundred people brought into the palace by Fan Xian, if they want to control the entire harem, it is simply impossible, and the forbidden army in the imperial city does not know if the internal purge can be solved before the situation is dangerous.

Fan Xian pulled out his long sword from the eunuch, glanced at Ning Cairen, who had been silent, with his peripheral vision, and saw a smile of relief on Ning Cairen's face, he couldn't help but laugh, and took out the black dagger from his boots.

The dagger of the third prince was already hidden in the bushes next to the corridor, and when he saw that Mr. took out the dagger and thought it was to defend himself, he helped his mother to take a step forward.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xian actually turned the dagger upside down and handed the dagger to Ning Cairen.

Ning Cairen held the slender black sè dagger, and the whole person suddenly surged with a heroic spirit, after all, she was a slave girl who survived the Northern Expedition battlefield, and she had never forgotten the iron-blooded thing all these years.

Fan Xian didn't look at the three women and children anymore, didn't delay for a moment, and walked directly towards the door of the side hall.

This doorway does not lead to the outside of the palace, but to the front hall!

Yes, if it is not easy to break out of the palace, then it is better to break into the palace.

............ A palm was attached to the wooden door, without warning, this wooden door was like a piece of paper, pulled by countless huge forces, shattered, and flying all over the sky!

Before the sawdust fell, Fan Xian's palm was already stuck to the palm of a eunuch. Fan Xian snorted, and all his true qi rushed over, just a palm, he had already felt the power of this eunuch, among the guards in the inner court, it was indeed the hidden dragon and Crouching Tiger, and the apprentices and grandchildren trained by the old eunuch Hong were really not vegetarians.

The eunuch's facial features burst out with blood, and his body was swept away by the domineering true qi, and he couldn't resist it at all, but his task was only to drag Fan Xian for a moment, and he must make the masters of the front hall and the old ancestor of the Queen Mother ready.

Fan Xian didn't give him a chance to stall.

The smoke and dust bloomed between his palms, and the poisonous mist approached the face of the eunuch with strong martial arts.

The eunuch's face changed.

Fan Xian's right hand shook, and the long sword buzzed, slashing horizontally from the height of his shoulder. This is the gap in strength, the eunuch was attacked by the domineering true qi and poisonous smoke, and he had no strength to react at all, so he had to watch the bright light flash from his eyes.

............ Fan Xian flipped his left wrist, put the Son of Heaven Sword into his sleeve, didn't look at the eunuch master again, squatted slightly on his knees, and the whole person crashed into it like a giant bird throwing into the forest.

He didn't crash into the path where I don't know how many masters were coming, but directly crashed into the wall of the side hall!

There was a loud bang, and the wood-brick wall was slammed into a big hole by him. Fan Xian ignored the safety of the three people behind him, and swept directly into the big hole.

At this time, the eunuch master who was standing stiffly at the door, with a thud at the neck, fell from the severe, bloody head!

Yigui's mother and son watched this scene dumbfounded. Ning Cairen had a calm face, carried the black dagger given to him by Fan Xian, led the frightened mother and son, and walked along the big hole. She guessed why Fan Xian was so anxious, why he broke through the big hole and entered the front hall, and she also knew that before Fan Xian did not control the situation, the safety of these three people was all pinned on the dagger in her hand.

............ What does an assault need? It is as fast as lightning and as unexpected as a flat thunderstorm. Fan Xian's actions tonight perfectly implemented this purpose, from the beginning of entering the harem to being discovered by the guards, the speed of him and his subordinates suddenly accelerated, and it rolled in the harem like a gust of wind.

He stepped on the stone railing, smashed the golden tile, fell into the temple, and killed everyone, all of which happened between the lightning and flint, if calculated from the first shout of the guards, it only took him more than ten high-fives to successfully enter the core palace of the Hanguang Palace.

It's really lightning speed, not only the enemy can't react, but even Fan Xian didn't leave himself any time to think and judge, he relied on the intelligence collection of the palace for several years, relied on the eyeliner in the palace, and relied on the agility beyond ordinary people's extraordinary intuition, so he killed it!

Of course, this operation relied most on the courage he lacked the most, and the arrogance of putting him to death!

When Fan Xian entered the Hanguang Hall as fast as he could, the fifty or sixty six-place swordsmen who followed him also dispersed into a fan shape in the darkness and surrounded the Hanguang Palace. It's just that the speed of these people was deliberately suppressed, and they happened to arrive at the periphery of the Hanguang Hall at this time.

Fan Xian's calculations were extremely accurate, although he somewhat underestimated the reaction speed of the harem guards, but these fifty or sixty six-place swordsmen just resisted the Ouchi guards who came with extreme speed.

The swordsman of the Supervision Yuan, Jīng, kills people in the dark, and the Ouchi guard is the Jīng Rui in Qingguo's personal force, although it is far inferior to the long sword tiger guard that Fan Jian secretly trained for the royal family, but the force is still very strong.

Outside the Hanguang Palace, there were fights, and in an instant, the swords intersected, and I don't know how many people were killed, and how much blood spurted out. However, after a few breaths, the circle line built by dozens of black-clothed swordsmen was oppressed and retreated a lot in the direction of Hanguang Palace.

But if you look closely, you should be able to see that the retreat of these swordsmen is not passive, but an active choice, although it seems that they are defeated by the guards, but they also narrow the circle line, and tightly enclose the main hall of Hanguang Palace.

The smaller the defensive circle, the greater the rebound force, and many people have already fallen in the field, but those black-clothed assassins are also blocking the main entrance of the Hanguang Temple, if the people inside want to escape, it is extremely difficult.

And don't forget that the Hanguang Hall at this time is not peaceful.

This is exactly the tactic that Fan Xian planned to surround the turbulent flow on all sides and blossom in the center. The loyal subordinates of the Inspectorate relied on the darkness to deal with the increasing number of Ouchi guards, and in the center of the entire palace, the Hall of Light, a bright and vicious flower was about to bloom.

This flower must be pinched between Fan Xian's fingers.

............ At the beginning of the palace turmoil, the guards and the masters of the inner court reacted extremely quickly, but the nobles in the palace did not have this ability. The old ladies of Hanguang Temple opened their confused eyes and cursed silently, but they didn't know what was happening outside.

Some nimble little palace maids listened to the coughing sound on the bed, and quickly got up and helped the actual hostess of Qingguo on the bed up.

The Queen Mother has been having a headache for the past few days, with a yellow silk thread tied to her forehead, and she is a little tired and reclining in the arms of the palace maid, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

The old man's ear power was not good, so he didn't hear the loud noise made when the roof of the side hall was broken by Fan Xian, nor did he hear the sound of Fan Xian killing eight people in a row in a row. But this old woman has lived in the palace for many years, and I don't know how many storms and waves she has seen, and she has been immersed in the political zhì yīn scheme, which made her wake up immediately.

A cold glint flashed in her pupils, and she sat up from the palace maid's arms suddenly, and shouted: "Close the palace gate!

The reaction of the Empress Dowager's ancestor was not unfast, since she guessed that there was chaos in the palace, she had to concentrate all her forces and surround her side as soon as possible. She knew her own weight, and since the enemy had entered the palace, she was naturally the first target.

Such a reaction was the same as when she first heard the news of her son's death, simple and accurate, and had to be admired.

It's just that tonight she is destined to be disappointed, because before she can gather her strength, someone has already been killed in the middle of the Hanguang Temple!

Just when the sound of the first confrontation between the guards outside the hall and the six swordsmen sounded, a loud bang suddenly sounded on the wall behind the side of the Hanguang Palace!

Bricks and trees flew wildly, a hollow suddenly appeared, and a black figure flew out of this hole, like a dragon walking in the night, swept through the air in an instant, and rushed straight to the queen mother's phoenix bed!

............ The closest distance between rooms is not the distance between doors, but the walls—two rooms seem to be extremely far apart, sometimes only half a foot thick by a wall, and once you pass through the wall, the end of the world is like a stone's throw away.

It's just that there are a few people in this world who can be like Fan Xian, who can transport the domineering innate true qi to the whole body, and use Tianyi's pure heart method to protect the heart veins to prevent being eaten by the domineering true qi, thus turning himself into a big hammer and directly smashing the thick wall into pieces!

Fan Xian, who was dressed in black, took advantage of the wind and thunder and pounced towards the Queen Mother!

Along the way, there was a tearing scream in the air, and you can imagine how terrifying his speed has become.

From the hole in the wall to the bed where the Queen Mother sits, there is a distance of four feet.

On this route, the old lady or palace maid who was just wiping the edge of Fan Xian's clothes was shocked to the ground by the domineering true qi that he was carrying in every subtle part of his body!

At this moment, the eunuch masters who had been staying in the Empress Dowager's palace finally launched, and shouted violently! Four dry palms grabbed Fan Xian's body that was rapidly advancing forward, like an old tree blooming, to bind the dragon in the forest!

In the palms of the four dry and old hands, I don't know how many years of pure true qi can be cultivated, the queen mother sits in the palace, if there is no strong force to protect her, how dare she use the life of Ning Cairen to threaten the eldest prince with heavy troops?

After hearing the sound of the wall tearing like paper, the Queen Mother had already turned her head, just looking at this scene, her eyes were cold, full of confidence, it seemed that Fan Xian, who was like a god at this time, would turn into a dead corpse the next moment.

To everyone's surprise, Fan Xian did not slow down, but the momentum on his body became completely devoid at this moment, and the whole person was in mid-air, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

His body was still flying, but the domineering true qi aura on his body was all contained in it, and the whole person seemed extremely supple, flat and peaceful.

From extremely domineering to extremely gentle, these two completely different true qi will appear on a person's body at the same time in an instant!

The eyes of the four powerful eunuch masters shrank, and they felt very shocked in their hearts, in their lives, not only had they never seen anyone, but they had also never heard of anyone, who could practice such a very strict conflict between the two kinds of true qi to the peak.

Moreover, these two True Qi Techniques are obviously the top in the world!

Although their hearts were shocked, their subordinates did not slow down, and their confidence was not lost, these were the four strong men in the inner court led by Gonggong Hong, who had always thought that they were responsible for protecting the safety of the Queen Mother.

They believed that no matter how powerful Fan Xian was, it would be impossible for him to ignore the joint attack of the four of them.

Yes, Fan Xian is not a great grandmaster, but he is the person who is the second fastest in the whole world, when he was above the meadow, the tip of the begonia's sword could not pierce his tumbling body, not to mention that now his heart has changed, and he has gradually fused the two true qi?

There is only one Wuzhu in this world.

Fan Xian's body suddenly shrank in the air, his left knee was raised, his right shoulder was twisted, his body trembled, and he deflected his body unusually wonderfully in mid-air.

It was a moment of trembling, and it was a little off-track.

The first thin hand grabbed Fan Xian's right shoulder, but it seemed to have caught a cloud, and he didn't focus on it.

The second wizened hand grabbed Fan Xian's left arm, but it caught the sword blade that he yīn was hiding in his sleeve, and the sword blade burst out of his sleeve, cutting a long hole in the palm of the hand that contained jīng's innocent qi, revealing the white bones inside, and the blood was stimulated by the true qi, and all of it spurted out, and half of Fan Xian's body was covered in blood.

The third wizened hand grabbed Fan Xian's right knee and tore off a piece of his shirt.

The fourth withered hand ...... missed, and only grabbed one of Fan Xian's shoes!

............ Looking at this scene, a trace of chill flashed in the eyes of the Queen Mother, and when the chill did not subside, a cold light had already shone!

Like a gust of wind, the sword in Fan Xian's left hand was already resting on the queen mother's neck.

Blood dripped from Fan Xian's torn sleeves, on the Queen Mother's clothes, and on the Queen Mother's face.

Fan Xian's face was pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and half of his body's black clothes were soaked in blood, after all, he was injured by the four eunuchs, but his eyes were still extremely firm, and he cooled the hearts of everyone in the Hanguang Hall with a cold blade.