When Chongzhen said this, he looked at both sides with the rest of his eyes, and Yang Wanli and Wang Chengen hurriedly retreated.

Han Yin didn't want to go, he couldn't be scolded for being a turtle with a shrunken head, and bowed down to give a salute, "The emperor's matter started because of the minister, it is better to let the minister end this matter, these trivial matters in the rivers and lakes cannot be made to the court, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and the minister will not dare to bother the emperor even if he dies."

Chongzhen's face was expressionless, "Tang Daxia just said, he has a personal vendetta with you, and he still wants to seek justice for the dead disciples in the sect, so you don't need to say more, step aside."

"Your Majesty must be careful." Han Yin whispered again when he stepped back.

The means of cutting the head and flying sickle, he has seen it just now, the means of killing people can be called terrifying, and those who are courtiers are really worried about the emperor.

He, like Yang Wanli and Wang Chengen, would rather die for the emperor.

The house was not a place for fighting, so Chongzhen and Tang Wancai came to the courtyard.

At this time, this courtyard was surrounded by countless archers of the Ming army, and countless torches shone like day.

The prince covered in armor carried a halberd, staring at him, and countless brocade-clothed guards were tense and glaring at Tang Wancai.

The shadow of a firearms battalion could be faintly seen, and these firecrackers occupied a favorable terrain and had already aimed at Tang Wancai.

Dare to come to the emperor's side with two hearts, and he ignores these court guards too much.

For this kind of strict barrier, Tengteng murderous aura, Tang Wancai didn't see it, and now that the matter is now, he has already let it go.

Chongzhen stood there with a calm expression, not like an emperor at this time, he was completely a martial artist, and that posture was to learn martial arts with Tang Wancai.

"I have long heard that Your Majesty has cultivated divine skills, and Tang is also a blessed person today, and he has no regrets in his death, so he will be offended."

When Tang Wancai said this, his two eyes flashed fiercely, and he flew up, and the golden lotus palm hit Chongzhen's face.

Chongzhen has not officially cultivated the advanced palm technique until now, so he can only use lightning lightning to maneuver with him.

The lightning step was brought by him when he crossed over, not something he cultivated later.

This pace is the same as that of a ghost, more powerful than the shadow of the little ghost, and the shadow is just fast enough to turn with you, but you can't find him.

And the lightning step is faster, the body is like electricity, you can hide the trace, flicker, flutter and invisible.

However, both are dodging techniques, not offensive techniques, and are very effective for escaping and dodging.

Tang Wancai's golden lotus palm wind was howling, and the yin wind was blowing, forcing the soldiers and generals of the Ming Dynasty to retreat one after another, and even martial arts people such as Wang Chengen, Yang Wanli and Han Yin really blinked.

Tang Wancai is worthy of being a master of the innate 3rd layer, they can't reach out at all with this bit of martial arts, and they are even sweating for the emperor in their hearts.

But Tang Wancai's golden lotus palm could only be a failure in front of Chongzhen's lightning step.

After more than a dozen breaths, Yang Wanli, Han Yin, Wang Chengen, including the crown prince Zhu Cihong and others let go of the hanging hearts a little.

Tang Wancai saw that Chongzhen's body was too fast, and it could be described as uncanny. The two of us are the same cultivators, and it seems that we can't beat him no matter what, so if we continue like this, we can only exhaust ourselves to death.

Forget it, it's just a killer move!

Thinking of this, Tang Wancai changed his tricks, and after the two fought for more than a dozen times, Tang Wancai coldly shook the sleeves of his robe at Chongzhen's head, "Go!"

Tang Wancai used the first flying sickle.

This time, Chongzhen could see it clearly, there was a lot in his sleeve, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant it seemed that the sun, moon and stars did not exist, and the sharp blade covered his neck.

Chongzhen had already prepared, and the true qi gathered like a golden bell on the top, protecting the whole body, and instantly forming a bell-shaped silhouette on Chongzhen's body.

As long as your eyesight is good enough, you can see this silhouette even when you hold a torch at night.

"Golden bell jar?" Tang Wancai's face changed, he hurriedly withdrew his big sleeves, but it was too late, and with a click, the sleeves of his robe cracked into countless fragments scattered in the night sky.

Tang Wancai was half bare-chested.

"Your Majesty?"

This did not scare Wang Chengen and others to death, and the Ming soldiers present, including Jinyiwei and martial arts people, were all so frightened that they screamed, thinking that the emperor's head had burst.

But on closer inspection, Chongzhen was safe and sound.

"Your Majesty has practiced Shaolin Kung Fu?"

Tang Caiwan didn't expect it anyway, the golden bell jar is a Shaolin master, much more powerful than the iron cloth shirt, how many people in the rivers and lakes dream of this kind of magic but can't get it, even if it is a Shaolin monk, there are many people who have no chance, this is what he knows.

But a Ming Emperor in the West Mountain, how can he have such miraculous skills?

Chongzhen broke his head-cutting scythe and sneered, "Even if you have some knowledge, let's see what this is?"

Chongzhen said, his hands snapped at Tang Wancai a few times, and with the sound of explosions in the air, Tang Wancai's legs were embedded in the general pain and unbearable, his legs were weak, and he knelt in front of Chongzhen.

"Finger Magic?" Tang Wancai said incredulously again.

Chongzhen said proudly: "Tang Daxia is worthy of being a master of the 3rd layer of the congenital level, the hall master of the Beizhi Hall of the White Lotus Sect, he is really knowledgeable. But it's not just Shaolin Kung Fu, I can do anything I want to practice, because I have the secrets!"

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen