Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Qiniang helped Lu Xiaofeng, who was covered in blood, up, "Feng'er, how are you?"

As he spoke, he fed her a pill,

"Good sister...... Leave me alone...... I'm afraid I won't be able to...... You, you go quickly......" Lu Xiaofeng said and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"No, I must not leave you. …… If you hold on, Your Majesty will be there soon......" Li Miniang had just picked up Lu Xiaofeng on her back, when the fierce monk Hun Sen came to them.

"Amitabha, the two demon maidens, dare to make the beauty plan to kill, is it sent by the faint king? Where is Chongzhen?"

Hun Sen's voice was like a bell, and his two fierce eyes stared at Li Miniang and the dying Lu Xiaofeng on her back.

Seeing the really vigorous evil monk in front of her, Li Qiniang knew that she was far from being his opponent, not to mention that she was still carrying a person on her back.

"Death to the bald donkey!"

Li Miniang's eyes froze, her little hand raised, and she threw it at Hun Sen.

A buzzing sound came to his face, Hun Sen showed a disdainful sneer, his two palms slid lightly in front of his eyes, and the two hands were divided left and right, and two waves of qi burst out.

The five poisonous needles that flew in all changed direction and sank into the walls and pillars behind the monk, rubbing against them...... The tail makes a steel sound.

At this time, Li Miniang had an extra snowflake steel knife in her hand, Lu Xiaofeng was on her back with one hand, and she slashed at Hun Sen with the other hand.

A pale white knife light was blocked by a big hand, and with a click, the snowflake steel knife was shattered.

At this time, Hun Sen's whole body was full of palms, spraying thin true qi, and the two beauties were shocked out, and Lu Xiaofeng rolled to the ground, long unconscious.

Li Miniang was too busy to take care of herself, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the pillar.

At this time, Chen Qianfu arrived with his soldiers and ordered his subordinates to release arrows at Hun Sen's three people.

But these three were all innate masters and true qi realm masters, and the bows and arrows had no effect on them at all, and the majestic qi waves caused the arrows flying towards them to change direction one after another.

"Kill them all!"

The three of them were murderous, and they slapped their palms at these soldiers, and the waves of anger surged, and in the roar, these soldiers flew out one after another.

But at this time, Chen Qianfu and Yuan Shu had already withdrawn from the hall with the soldiers to protect the two injured beauties.

"Let's go!"

At this time, a phantom shadow, the crane hand horse luan, fell in front of their eyes.

This person is very good at light skills, and the nickname of the crane hand is not for nothing. The body is fast, the light skill is good, the crane palm and the crane fist have reached the congenital perfection realm.

"Where are you two old horsemen?" Ma Luan sneered, "Dare to set up a plot to hurt people at the Hongmen Banquet, where is the faint monarch Chongzhen?"

"Your Majesty will lose you ten thousand pieces sooner or later, and the old man will fight with you!"

Chen Qianfu raised his sword and stabbed it.

"Then I'll break you into pieces first!"

Ma Luan stared at a pair of fierce eyes and suddenly burst out of his palm, Chen Qianfu's sword was still half a foot away from his palm and suddenly stopped, blocked by the vigorous qi waves, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Ma Luan sneered and pushed his palm forward.

Chen Qianfu's sword clicked and folded into several sections.

The palm qi was surging and roaring, Chen Qianfu flew out upside down and hit the pillar, rolled to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he didn't know who was there.

At this time, Yuan Shu and his generals had already run out of the distance with the two beauties, but they were blocked by two phantoms falling from the sky.

It was Ouyang Changgeng, the left envoy of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and Hun Sen Arhat, the presiding monk of Nanjing Bao'en Temple.

At this time, the two of them did not talk nonsense, and they made a brazen attack on these people, and the surging palm qi knocked these generals away one after another.

Li Qiniang and Lu Xiaofeng fell to the ground again, including Yuan Shu, who also spat blood from his mouth, and fell down the steps, the sword in his hand came out of his hand, and there was a sonorous sound on the bluestone floor.

The next moment, three tall and mighty figures appeared in front of Li Qiniang and Lu Xiaofeng.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng was unconscious, almost like a dead man.

Li Miniang was injured by palm qi and had serious internal injuries, but she could still speak at this time.

"Say, where is the faint monarch Chongzhen?"

Ma Luan asked.

Li Qiniang couldn't get up when she lay on the ground, but she touched the blood on the corner of her mouth, and there was still murderous intent in her eyes, and she said sharply: "Your Majesty will come to take your dog's life soon!"

"***, do you dare to be stubborn when you are dying?" Ma Luan's palms were really angry, and he was about to make a move against Li Miniang.

Suddenly, laughter was heard in the air.

"Hahaha...... Who's talking about me? Am I not coming?"

The sound is transmitted through the air, and the night sky echoes.

Ma Luan and Ouyang Changgeng's faces suddenly changed, because this laughter was too familiar, he could hear it, this was definitely the voice of Emperor Chongzhen of the Great Ming Dynasty.

Both of them have 4 eyes in the air***.

At this time, a phantom appeared in front of their eyes.

A black shadow fell in the sky overnight, wearing a dragon official on his head, wearing a dragon robe, and hanging the sword of the Son of Heaven at his waist, his face was handsome and chic, not angry but self-assured, these three people had sharp eyes and saw it very really.

The darkness had no effect on their eyesight at all.

Chongzhen suddenly appeared in front of them, Ouyang Changgeng and Ma Luan couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, their faces full of horror.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen