Although the Emperor of Nanwu Kingdom was extremely familiar with this palace, he could still feel the coldness of this palace.

Because his body began to get colder and colder.

Ling Yan slashed several narrow knife marks behind his back.

The stone path on the ground appeared as he moved, a twisted, blood-red line, which continued to grow as he moved.

He had only one thought now, and that was to leave the palace.

The starry lights on both sides of the road did not flicker as he moved, and continued to burn in a tiny fire.

He didn't care about the woman behind him who was chasing him with a dagger.

He knew that his enemy had not been her in the first place, and perhaps she had not qualified to be his enemy at all.

Ling Yan didn't dare to follow too fast behind the emperor, the trapped beast was still fighting, no one could know how much power a person could exert at the last moment of death, she kept this distance.

Every once in a while, a stab was slashed at his back.

Under the dual effect of poison and blood loss, it must not be long before the emperor dies.

In fact, Ling Yan didn't want the emperor to die so quickly, it was best to let him taste endless pain before dying, which was what she wanted.

The emperor's eyes began to blur, he had already seen the outline of the palace gate of Wanning Palace, and after walking a few steps quickly, he came to the palace gate, he wanted to push the palace door open, but he didn't.

The palace gate outside seemed to be blocked by something, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the gap between the two palace gates a little bigger.

He turned to look at Ling Yan, who was standing not far away.

The faint light could not illuminate her face, and the dagger in her hand could still be seen dripping downward.

The droplets were pure black blood.

And not only the blood on the dagger turned black.

The blood-red lines on the stone pavement had completely turned inky black.

It also includes the blood that was constantly working in the emperor's body.

When the Emperor looked at Ling Yan, the color of his skin was no longer snow-white. All the skin and his complexion took on a bluish-purple color.

The wound on his back began to slowly decay, emitting a disgusting smell.

Most of his hair had fallen out by the time he ran.

Black blood began to slowly ooze from his ears and the tip of his nose before he knew it.

All of this proves that he has not long lived.

Ling Yan was watching all this from a short distance.

Such a terrifying picture, she actually felt that it was so pleasing to the eye, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Hahaha, I thought that blocking the palace gate would stop my footsteps. Hmph! Foolish dreams, no one can stop my footsteps. The Emperor laughed maniacally.

Since the road to the palace gate can't be passed, then you might as well change the way, such as the wall next to it, the person outside the palace can't block all the walls.

The emperor used the internal force in his body for the first time, and for a moment the wind was raging under his feet.

Seeing this, Ling Yan took a step back, the emperor was already dying, and she didn't want to be dragged by him to accompany her to the funeral at the last moment.

The Emperor's attack did not go in the direction of Ling Yan, but thought about the wall behind the rockery further to the left of his body.

Having lived in the palace for more than 30 years, he knew that the palace walls of Wanning Palace were the thinnest compared to other palace walls, and they were the last chance to open.

The wind was blowing under the emperor's feet, and his fists condensed the internal force of his whole body, and directly slammed into the wall behind the rockery.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a human-shaped hole appeared in the wall, and dense cracks appeared around it.

The emperor came to the avenue outside the Wanning Palace as he wished.

He saw several figures in the distance, and there were several figures that he was so familiar with.

"General Li, General Mu Shenjiang! I am here, you are here to rescue you!" The emperor quickly remembered to take three or four steps, but he didn't even notice that there was actually a body lying at his feet.

His call didn't make the figures in the distance move a single step, not even a sound, and the shouts echoed all around.

He stopped, not daring to step forward.

Suddenly, he saw a figure move in the distance.

Even though his eyes could only see a blur, he could still feel that the gaze looking at him was like the scorching sun, and the substantial murderous aura carried by that gaze made his body cold, and his body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant.

He finally knew that this was the case, why he and the two gods were outside the palace gate but couldn't enter the palace.

He turned and began to run in the opposite direction of the black-clad man in the distance.

He tripped over something under his feet, staggered a few steps, but still ran forward.

He wanted to get out of here, out of here at breakneck speed.

But who can let him get his wish.

The man in black pulled out the long sword at his waist with a "poof".

The flat ground instantly thundered.

The thunder was deafening, and a small bolt of lightning illuminated the sky and the earth.

At the same time, the emperor's deep-set eyes and the indifferent eyes of the man in black were illuminated.

The avenue outside the Wanning Palace doesn't know when the wind started.

In an instant, the weak breeze turned into a raging beast.

The Emperor, who had not yet run a few steps, was blown back to his original position by a strong wind.

His body fell on top of the corpse of the Third Divine General.

His hand touched the still warm blood, and he got up in a panic, and when he saw those familiar figures, he was still motionless and became angry, "The imperial court spent so much money and resources to cultivate you two wastes, are you two wastes just watching me be assassinated." ”

Hearing this, the second god will take a step forward with great courage.

What awaited him was a sharp sword light.

His corpse fell forward in the direction of the sword light, just in front of the emperor.

The Emperor was taken aback by the sudden corpse.

The look in his eyes that looked at the man in black became even more terrifying.

He knew the strength of General Xue, the second master in the palace, his skill was twice as strong as his own, and he was killed by the man in black with a sword lightly, he couldn't imagine that anyone else in this world could defeat this man in black.

As the emperor, he knelt down in front of the man in black, he wanted to live, and his huge desire to survive drove him to keep begging for mercy from the man in black: "This hero, oh no, ancestor, you are my ancestor, you can't help but let me go...... No, it's a way to let the villain live, I can give it to you whatever you want, you want the throne, I will abdicate immediately, you have a fancy for that concubine, let you play with it. There are countless gold and silver treasures, how good is this life, as long as the ancestors let me live, these are all yours and yours. ”

When a person begs for mercy, it looks as ugly and ugly as it is.

The man in black didn't want to look at the emperor's ugly face, but said lightly: "I don't want any of these, you will definitely die tonight." ”

The words of the man in black made the emperor's newly rising enthusiasm feel like being poured through a bucket of cold water, and his heart suddenly felt like ashes.