Chapter 54: The Thirteenth Team of the Guardian Court

The Shenwu Gate of the Forbidden City had already been breached, and the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' was uneven and was stopped by the Tibetan Sword Man, unable to rush to support in time.

In the corridor deep in the Shenwu Gate, two groups of figures are secretly confronting, one of them is the group of yellow-clothed men with knives, led by five old men who seem to be powerless, and the other wave of figures is all wearing black and white windbreakers, and the words from one to thirteen are embroidered on their backs, and the leaders are tall or short, old or young, male or female, beautiful or ugly, fat or thin, strange or strange, just thirteen people.

"Big brother, we don't have time to waste here, we must fight quickly!" One of the five old men suddenly stood up and broke the silence of the room.

"When will Sun Bing come over?!" The other old man who was called the eldest brother by the old man did not shout and shout to kill, but asked Sun Bing when he would come, it goes without saying that they are the people of the Sun family, and they call the head of the Sun family Sun Bing so unscrupulously, without any respect at all, obviously they are the group of moth-eaten uncles in Sun Bing's mouth.

"Someone has already been sent to urge it!" another old man from the five stood up, apparently in charge of urging people.

"That kid has been procrastinating since he was a child, and he is not in a hurry to do anything, he is really anxious old man!" The old man who spoke out this time was obviously a quick temper, and he was extremely dissatisfied when he spoke out.

"Don't wait, it's important!" The last old man of the five finally spoke, but between his words, he didn't take the head of the Sun family into account at all.

"The Sun family is ruled by you five old immortals, but Sun Bing'er is much more relaxed, hahahahahaha!" "To be able to call Sun Bing Xiao'er, it is naturally the old man among the thirteen people opposite, seeing that he is holding a knife in both hands, standing in the middle of the thirteen people, his black and white trench coat is embroidered with the word "one", the traditional "one" obviously has a different meaning from the simplified "one" character of the group of subordinates behind him, it goes without saying that he is the captain of the first team in the thirteen teams of the court. Chasing the blade and chasing the sword' laughed at Qianfeng, some people said that his knife was fast, but he thought that his mouth was faster with his laughter, and the twelve people around him also laughed.

Hearing Xiao Qianfeng's ridicule, the five old men all snorted coldly, and then saw the eldest among them take a step forward, and between stretching out his palms and holding them, a sharp sword with endless cold light flashed, pointing straight at Xiao Qianfeng: "It's useless to say more, let's see the real chapter under my hand!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw his figure flash, and a sword slashed at Xiao Qianfeng.

"Zheng!"

It was the clash of swords and swords, and it was also the signal for the start of this great war.

Soldier against soldier, king against king, yellow clothes against black and white, the remaining twelve people in the thirteen teams of the court were divided into four teams with three people, and each faced the remaining four old men.

To say that the other twelve captains are extraordinary, the captain of the second team is a woman with small sleeves, although she is mediocre in appearance, but between the shots is not ordinary, a beast dagger in her hand is ever-changing, making people unguardable.

The captain of the third brigade is a handsome guy with long hair, and his long black hair also dances with him when his body turns, so he is not chic, and he is also unpredictable between his shapeshifts, and the old man who is above him is at least half of his energy.

The captain of the fourth brigade was an ugly middle-aged man, holding a long mace in his hand, just like an ancient general facing the enemy on the battlefield.

The captain of the fifth brigade had an explosive head that was really surprising, and I don't know whether it was congenital or acquired, but I saw a short halberd in his hand that was as immobile as a mountain, but it was like thunder when it moved, collapsing, pointing, piercing, splitting, ringing, picking, plucking, and thorning between and unusually flexible, it didn't look like dancing a heavy weapon at all, but more like fiddling with a branch, so it was not mighty.

The captain of the sixth brigade is an unusually short middle-aged man, naturally extremely fast, and he is also extremely flexible between attacking and dodging, but what makes him the most brilliant is not his body style, but the pair of leather boots on his feet that constantly flash with metallic luster, the tips of the boots are slightly hooked upwards like rhinoceros horns, accompanied by his snorting chain leg method, the tip of the boots is like a scorpion's barb, "Zheng" "Zheng" "Zheng" "Zheng" stung at the opponent.

The captains of the Seventh Brigade and the Eighth Brigade are like a pair of brothers, because the two of them are dressed unusually weird, among them, the captain of the Seventh Brigade has half a red Peking Opera mask tattooed on the left side of his face, which makes people feel extremely scary at first glance, while the captain of the Eighth Brigade is tattooed with half a black Peking Opera mask on the right side of his face.

Together with the captain of the seventh and eighth brigades to deal with the old man, Mo Yige, the captain of the ninth brigade, was thin, holding a flying knife in each hand, and his two eyes were staring at the opponent like eagle eyes, his expression was unusually calm, and he was ready to give the old man a fatal blow at any time behind him.

The captain of the 10th Brigade is a chubby bald guy with a pair of silver-white metal gloves on top of his two fists.

The captain of the eleventh brigade was a mediocre-looking man, who used short forks with both hands, one fork did not stop and one fork rose again, stabbing the air so loudly that he couldn't stop at all, and the old man of the Sun family didn't even have time to change his breath.

The captain of the Twelfth Brigade is the tallest of the thirteen people, and from a rough visual inspection, there must be at least two meters and five, which is considered a small giant among ordinary people, seeing that he is holding a giant axe of more than three meters, and the old man who is besieged by them does not dare to beat his edge at all.

The last captain who was too young was not long after he took office recently, and his predecessor was Jin Geye, who died in the magical hands of Shantai, and it was also Qian Ye, seeing that although he was young, the giant hammer in his hand that was bigger than the water tank was easily played by him, like paper paste, just waved slightly towards the opponent, and the air exploded in an instant, rumbling, and the shock wave generated shocked the surrounding yellow-clothed men to be unstable, and they retreated again and again, either with a deep foundation or from the innate divine power since childhood.

Just when they were fighting together and fighting inextricably, a pale cyan figure slowly appeared in the corridor, followed by a tall old woman holding a long staff, and gradually walked in, the white moonlight finally shone on them, and they looked at it, who would it be if it was not Sun Bing, the head of the Sun family, and his aunt. Seeing him grandly stepping into the battlefield where he was fighting heartily, he didn't care about the person next to him at all, his hands were hidden in his long sleeves, and his sleeves naturally hung down to the ground, walking towards the end of the corridor step by step.

If anyone dared to come within a foot of him, he would be picked up by the old woman who followed him, and no one would be able to make a move in her hand.

"Sun Bing!"

Xiao Qianfeng, who was confronting the boss of the Sun family, suddenly roared, and immediately broke away from the opponent's close-range blow, and the knife in his hand was too horizontal, turned around and stepped forward, and instantly bullied Sun Bing.

"One thought, three hundred and sixty-five realms!" Knowing that the person who came was extraordinary, Xiao Qianfeng made a move, and in an instant, he pulled out three hundred and sixty-five sword flowers, and the cold stars bloomed together, so beautiful.

The tall old woman was gently picking up the corpse of a member of the thirteenth team of the court guard, and suddenly heard someone shouting the name of her young master, and then saw a flash of knife light, stabbing her eyes slightly narrowed, and immediately knew that the person who came was not simple, and without thinking about it, the red staff in her hand spun suddenly.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!"

A good dog does not stand in the way, the tall old woman in her hand 'dog stick' waved hard, and the extreme move burst out, "Zheng Qiang Qiang" "Zheng Qiang Qiang" A cane against a hundred knives, a cane to break a hundred knives, laughing a thousand winds back to the knife and a block, the knife is bent, and people fly.

"Squeak!"

Xiao Qianfeng, who flew upside down in mid-air, suddenly thrust the knife in his hand into the ground, and a light curtain burst out of the sparks.

At this moment, the boss of the Sun family saw the right time, the long sword in his hand was erected, and the extreme move was also out, and when he heard a sudden sword groan in his ears, Xiao Qianfeng suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly pulled out the knife inserted in the floor, and there was a block in the back.

"Boom!"

This sword stabbed his blade bent, and he was violently shaken away, so he was not embarrassed.

"Don't forget the existence of the old man, otherwise he will not be far from death!"

The long sword of the Sun family boss pointed at him from afar, swallowing endless slaughter.

Xiao Qianfeng stood firmly, the knife in his hand was slightly horizontal to his chest, and he said with a smile: "The old man has three knives in his hand, one thought, one moment, one life, I am here to lead you to death!"

"Hmph! The old man also happens to have three swords in his hand, the time, the place, the people, as you wish!"