"Help!"

"Help!"

"Help!"

The impregnable city wall of Chengtianmen became crumbling at this time under the impact of a huge explosion, and the impregnable city gate was blown up and collapsed.

The soldiers guarding the gate were almost killed and wounded under the sudden explosion, the walls and walls were in a mess, and the panicked crowd was trampled on by the front and back, and I don't know how many innocent lives were added in vain.

The flower boat was blown apart, and a very black smoke floated up, like a black dragon splashing ink into the night sky.

The dragon had risen into the air, its body high above the city, and hundreds of singers loosened their ropes, picked up their swords hidden in the ropes, and flew to the walls of the city with their swords.

Hundreds of killers disguised in the crowd were masked, and they quickly gathered and rushed towards the city gate.

A yellow paper umbrella appeared on the dragon's body, walking step by step, as if it were flat ground, and finally stopped on the dragon's head. Under the umbrella, the cold man in the fox fur stood awe-inspiring in the wind, looking down on everything. Gu Baimen stood on the Qiong Cao Tower, looking at the yellow paper umbrella obsessively.

The Great Qianguo Zuo has continued to this day, the Haiyan River is clear, and the prosperity is like this, and the Yujing City has not been able to reach the military disaster for many years.

The harem ladies screamed, frightened to the point of discoloration, the royal clan and the civil and military officials showed expressions of disbelief, and Qi Shangzhen, the first assistant who was protected by the old slave, was calm and calm at the moment, as if everything was under his control.

Hundreds of archers in the city tower rushed out, protecting all the officials and clansmen in the city, drawing bows and arrows, and soon aimed at the singers who flew over.

The archers only waited for an order, and fired a hundred arrows, and with such close fire, they were sure that no one could avoid it.

Wearing a purple and gold crown and wearing a dragon-patterned python robe, Long Wei was furious, stood on the wall, looked at the yellow paper umbrella on the dragon's head, and said in a deep voice:

"Dian Kui, escort my concubines back to the palace, if there is a mistake, come and see you."

Before he could finish speaking, a burly figure in ink armor walked out from behind the shadow of the pillar of the city tower and bowed down to receive the order.

Shoufu Qi Shangzhen looked out of place with a group of flustered officials and clansmen, he was meticulously arranging his clothes, but a certain purple-robed official was in his heart, Wei Qiansi's right lieutenant Dian Kui, the leader of the black cavalry, known as the "Jianghu People Slaughter", hadn't he secretly gone out of the city? Why here!

Speaking of the name of "Jianghu People Slaughter", it is nothing more than that after Gongzi Feng made a big list in Qingping Lefang, Dian Kui led Wei Qiansi's 1,000 black horses to ride on the rivers and lakes, from Jiangnan Road to Huaibei Road, and then to Luodong Road, only half a year, I don't know how many masters of the rivers and lakes were killed, and how many inheritance of the Jianghu sect were destroyed.

Known as the "Jianghu Slaughter", the right commander of the Wei Qiansi is Dian Kui, and the left commander Xu Ji, and called "Dian Tu Xu Mei", Xu Ji is responsible for secretly supervising hundreds of officials, like a phantom, everywhere. For Xu Ji, I only know his name, but I don't know his person.

As the gesture of the Great Qian Sage slowly fell, hundreds of sharp arrows with barbed arrows "swished" out of the air, neatly aligned, this is a well-trained archer.

The man with the umbrella in the fox fur frowned, turned the handle of the umbrella, and suddenly countless ice arrows shot out, intercepting the bows and arrows that were shooting at the singers.

The swords-wielding singers suddenly sped up.

The rest of the ice arrows shot straight at the people standing at the head of the city, and the archers quickly drew their bows and arrows in order, and the speed of those ice arrows was so fast that the archers had no time to intercept them.

The palm-print eunuch who had been standing behind the saint screamed violently, jumped up to the city mound, and a whisk of dust in his hand spun rapidly, devouring the ice arrows that were shot.

The palm print eunuch deceived and leaped towards the giant dragon head that was stagnant in the air, and suddenly fought with the man holding the umbrella in close combat.

At this time, dozens of singers had already flown up to the city, and the archers hurriedly drew their short swords to meet the battle, these singers were well-trained, and they advanced and retreated freely, and in just a few breaths, more than half of the archers were killed or wounded.

The Great Dry Sage was calm and asked Qi Shangzhen: "Qi Shangzhen, why is Shangguan Jinghong not here?"

"Shangguan Jinghong should have gone to Qin Tianjian." Qi Shangzhen said.

In fact, today is the birthday of the national teacher Zhao Fuyao, but the national teacher has always liked to be quiet and does not like to be disturbed. Although the sage promised the national teacher the right to participate in the government, he almost never participated in the court, and he rarely even walked out of the star tower.

The saint nodded slightly, and said to the purple-robed official beside Qi Shangzhen: "Liu Xiaohe, prepare to close the Internet!"

When the second assistant Liu Xiaohe heard this, he immediately pulled the ringing arrow in his hand.

Dian Kui had already escorted all the concubines down the city wall, and there were already dozens of black horsemen waiting here under the city, and behind those black horsemen, there were dense armor-piercing Jinwu guard soldiers, waiting for them.

The masked killers who rushed into the Chengtian Gate looked at the soldiers in front of them and the black press, and their hearts were extremely shocked, but the arrows were off the string, and they had no way to retreat.

The aftermath of the explosion did not affect Shang Qing and the others, but he did not dare to pause, until he brought Shang Xiaoxiao and Xia Beiyu to the opposite side of the "Life Bridge", and then looked back at the bright dragon that stopped in the air, still with lingering palpitations.

The people in Chengtianmen Square have begun to evacuate one after another under the guidance of the officials of Jingzhao Mansion. In the hearts of these survivors, there is an unspeakable horror that may accompany them to old age.

The sudden explosion of the flower boat, dozens of tall horses were instantly blown to the ground, and many people who got close to each other were more or less stained with some flesh and blood, it was simply a hellish scene, and they were all overwhelmed by this huge and ominous sign.

The explosion alarmed all the officials in the vicinity, and the demon hunters in dark uniforms and plain cloaks had gathered from all directions.

Shang Qing observed the expressions of the two of them and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Shang Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth, broke free from her sluggishness, threw herself into Shang Qing's arms, and cried; Xia Beiyu also wanted to pounce, but in the end he didn't dare, so he leaned on Shang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and he was very scared.

A five-grade demon catcher from the Demon Hunting Division saw Shang Qing and said eagerly: "Shang Qing, come with me, hurry up and rescue the driver, I don't know what Wei Qiansi is eating, and he actually let the thieves kill Chengtianmen."

"Master Li, can you let me send my sister home first?" Shang Qing felt that the girl in his arms was trembling all over, and he glanced at the boss's face again, and changed his words:

"It's not far from the division, I'll just send them to the division."

The Demon Hunter Division may be safer than at home, with only the elderly Xu Bo and six-year-old Ma Xiuxiu left in the house, and Shang Qing is not sure if the rest of the city will be in danger as well.

That Master Li waved his hand and said, "You go and come back quickly, damn, these thieves are too bold."

It stands to reason that at this time, the forbidden army in the inner city and the Jin Wuwei in the imperial city should have appeared, but except for the officials of Jingzhao Mansion in the square, there was not even a shadow of a soldier.

There are a total of three guards in the inner city of Yujing City, the northern and southern ya-forbidden armies in charge of the inner city, the left and right Jinwuwei in charge of the imperial city, and the five thousand black horsemen of the guard as the saint's guard.

The saint sits in Miyagi all the year round, and the black cavalry of the Wei Qiansi will not easily go out on a large scale. The demon hunters who had already come to the square did not enter the Chengtian Gate, because the sage had an order five years ago: the demon hunters were not allowed to enter the imperial city without an edict.

Even if the head of the Demon Hunting Division enters the palace in shock, the saint will definitely issue an edict first. And all this is because of the sequelae caused by the events in the business road that year.

Gu Baimen, who was upstairs in Qiong Cao, looked at more and more demon hunters, and her heart was heavy, she knew that she had to fight quickly.

With the sound of the second assistant Liu Xiaohe's arrows, the third-class worshippers of the royal family, who had been hidden in the city tower, had already joined the battle.

Most of these third-rank offerings are eighth-rank and ninth-rank martial artists, and a few middle-aged men are monks who have reached the third level of the Qi Refining Realm.

The martial arts of the upper three grades can already be energetic, and the two fists can block the sword; The cultivators of the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm are fast, although very few Qi Refining Realm cultivators have mastered the magic power method, but for the people in the rivers and lakes, they are already among the first-class masters.

The well-trained singers were soon killed and wounded and were knocked down to the city.

Shang Qing took the two girls through the crowd and entered the Heavenly Street, the people of the Heavenly Street had returned home one after another, for them, they could only watch from a distance as a bright dragon slowly rose from Chengtianmen Square, and then with a loud sound, a black ink dragon rose into the air again.

At first, they didn't know what was going on, thinking it was a new gimmick, and they kept applauding, and then as the panicked crowd in front of them rushed in, they realized that something was wrong, and then ran to tell each other, and unbelievably helped the old and the young to disperse towards the streets and alleys of Zhufang.

At this time, the Demon Hunting Division was almost empty, only the palace room still had a faint candlelight, Shang Qing brought the two girls into the palace room, and found that Old Man Yang was dozing off at the desk again.

"Master Yang!" Shang Qing first called softly, and then said to the two girls:

"Xiaoxiao, Beiyu, don't be afraid, it's safe here, you just stay here, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back, you know?"

The two girls nodded vigorously in shock.

Old man Yang didn't seem to know what was happening outside, and the vicissitudes of life covered with ravines showed a curious expression on his face, and asked:

"You young people don't go to see the lantern festival, why do you have the leisure to come to the old man and me?"

Shang Qing couldn't say a word clearly, and said with a wry smile: "Master Yang, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Xiaoxiao and Beiyu will stay with you for the time being, I'm going on a mission."

Old man Yang began to chatter: "Alas, these little demons, don't stay in the mountains to cultivate well, just thinking about taking shortcuts, 'self-defense is really invincible, shortcuts are tiring but tired' Such a simple truth I don't understand, even if I open my wisdom, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a climate..."