Just when the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword was less than a foot away from Yuan Shao, a white hand stretched out from the oblique thorn, as if he had been waiting here for a long time, and with a slight pinch of his two fingers in the middle of the meal, he clamped the fierce soldier who was as fast as an arrow from the string.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyebrows were raised slightly, he was a person who knew the goods, and he saw the hindrance disguised as a personal guard, and his strength was amazing: "The way of sincerity, you can know it in advance! Lingxi fingers, merit and creation! Confucianism also has martial arts holy hands, this way admires, admires!"

It was the first time that Yuan Shao was so close to death, even if he was lucky enough to escape now, his chest and back were soaked with cold sweat. With a pale face, he took three steps back, hid behind his guards, and with the help of the blazing palace fire behind him, he peeked not far in front of him, wanting to kill his general.

"Although this sword is refined with the power of the Big Dipper, it can kill people if it breaks a little skin, but it also has to hurt people to be effective. Just in case, I smeared five kinds of poison on the sides of the sword, and I guess it's already happening. ”

After listening to Ye Zhiqiu's words, the martial arts saint who was born in a Confucian sect immediately noticed that the two fingers of his right hand were unconscious, and in an instant, his entire right hand was numb.

With a "ding", the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword fell out of his hand, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the trajectory of the sword's settlement, and suddenly found that time had become very slow, and immediately knew that this was a critical moment to change fate and even destiny.

Kill or not kill?

Ye Zhiqiu's face showed a cruel smile: "Imperial Sword!"

The Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword rebounded on the ground, and was pushed upwards by the fox, like an arrow from the string shooting towards Yuan Shao and Yuan Benchu.

Even if he cultivated to the path of sincerity that could be known in advance, the Confucian Martial Dao Holy Hand was distracted by the poisonous wound of his right hand, and he didn't expect that this fierce soldier still had a secret hand, nor did he expect that the Daoist in front of him would dare to use spells in the core realm of the Dragon Qi Law Forbidden.

"Righteous Corona!"

Ye Zhiqiu saw the unfathomable strength of the Confucian Martial Dao Holy Hand, and suddenly burst out with a white flame of light, and the aura was twelve meters long, unexpectedly disturbing the sword trajectory of the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, blowing it to the ground and deviating from Yuan Shao.

So, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Haoran is right! I guessed right, this person is really a generation of Confucianism, and he really did his best to protect the Han thief." It's also a big joke!"

"Edgeworth!"

Ye Zhiqiu made a slight move with his right hand, and the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, which was blown away by the aura of Haoran's righteous qi explosion, turned around and returned again, and shot towards Yuan Shao Yuan Benchu's back.

At the critical moment, the Yuan family's guards who had been training for many years finally came to their senses, and they all jumped up on the spot, pressing Yuan Shao underneath, trying to use their bodies as a shield to resist the Daoist's swordsmanship.

broke out twice in a row, and the Confucian martial arts holy hand was also exhausted by the old power, and the new power was not born, so he couldn't pull out for a while, so he could only watch coldly, shocking the Taoist who risked breaking the ban, and the sergeant behind this person.

Ye Zhiqiu watched Yuan Shao being pressed underneath him, unable to move at all, like a monkey being pressed by five mountains, he couldn't help laughing, and his right hand with a fist compared to his middle finger: "Imperial sword, spiral potential!"

Hundreds of Pinghu pushed the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword to rotate constantly, like a drill falling from the sky, chiseling through the thick pile of people, and falling straight down.

For a while, the flesh and blood were splashed everywhere, and as soon as the cry of pain was spoken, the life of the injured person was taken away by the power of Beidou, and the flesh and blood could not stop the murderer at all, nor could it stop Ye Zhiqiu's murderous intent at all.

“...... The thief Yuan Shao has rebelled and has been ambushed! Happy! What a pleasure!"

The Confucian Martial Arts Holy Hand chuckled in his heart, and sank heavily, and he couldn't help but look back at the pile of people behind him, the pile of flesh and blood looked like a tomb, as for Yuan Shao, who was staying at the bottom and being heavily protected, his breath was low.

"Oh no! Originally, you had a great responsibility, but you couldn't die, at least not in front of me. ”

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the Confucian Martial Arts Holy Hand was in a state of turmoil, and it was estimated that he could no longer maintain the way of sincerity that could be known in advance, and the nail of the index finger of his right hand instantly turned black, and the inverted horse stake poison that broke the golden body of the Sanskrit Sect was ready.

"At present, my cultivation is only one shot a day. If Yuan Shao is not dead, give him a slap. The second goal is ......"

Ye Zhiqiu looked sideways at the other son of the Yuan family, the eldest son Yuan Shu Yuan Highway, who led the troops to attack the first evil of the palace, and was already under the heavy protection of the guards at this time.

Tiger Ben Zhonglang General Yuan Shu has long ceased to be arrogant and rampant before, and was frightened by what happened to his brother Yuan Shao, secretly glad that he was not the leader, otherwise he would have died.

The Confucian Martial Arts Holy Hand blasted open the flesh and blood grave with a punch, and found Yuan Shao, who was holding a murderous soldier in his arm, although when the righteous path corona broke out before, he sent a heroic righteous qi to protect himself, and it was estimated that he could resist the invasion of the fierce power attached to the stars, but even the poison that he was hit by had spread to Yuan Shao's whole body, and his face was completely gray!

Even if you have the Nine Turns Golden Pill of an Immortal, you can't save him. Don't look at me, for today's sake, in order to reverse fate, the poison I concocted with my own hands has no antidote. ”

Ye Zhiqiu told the jaw-dropping truth, taking advantage of the moment when this Confucian martial arts saint was lost for a moment, he suddenly raised his foot and jumped away with his strength, his body almost glided against the ground, and with his right hand, he picked up the ghost head and swallowed the thick back knife of the fire, and swung it towards Yuan Shao, who only had air out but no air intake.

"You...... How can that be?"

The Confucian Martial Arts Holy Hand was enraged by Ye Zhiqiu's actions, and he blocked it without even thinking about it, although his right hand was highly poisonous and could not be used, his left hand could still use his spirit rhino finger.

When the ghost head swallowed the fire and the thick back knife was about to cut off Yuan Shao's head, the front end of the back of the knife was caught by this person, and Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly reminded: "My big knife is also smeared with poison, just now." You don't want to die. ”

The Confucian Martial Arts Holy Hand looked down, and sure enough, he found that the two fingers of his left hand seemed to be stained with ink, and he immediately lost consciousness, even with his Qi cultivation skills, he couldn't help but scold: "Despicable!"

Ye Zhiqiu laughed: "Protecting Yuan Shao to attack the palace, there is no monarch father in his eyes, trampling on ethics, such a disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unrighteous thief, his crime will not be atonemented! ”

The Confucian martial arts saint knew that such an act was unreasonable, so he forcibly held back and didn't say anything, but he looked down at Yuan Shao, who was hanging by the line, shouldering the hope of the world's corporals and the key person on the side of the Qing monarch who died in his own hands, and was immediately furious, so he wanted to get up immediately and get him justice.

Ye Zhiqiu understood this person's intentions, knowing that these people's decisions could not be changed, and with a flick of the index finger of his right hand, he shot out a piece of nails, that is, the inverted horse pile poison that broke the golden body of the Sanskrit Sect and all the talisman spells!

"Yuan Shu Yuan Highway, someone died for you, and you were eaten by the dragon qi in life. How can the Yuan clan of Runan be able to make the holy hands of Confucianism and martial arts voluntarily donate their lives. Sure enough, as Xiangshi said, the Yuan family has a destiny!"

The chest was subjected to a shot of inverted horse stake poison at close range, even if there was Haoran righteousness to protect the body, this little-known Confucian, his internal organs were also paralyzed by the poison, and the whole person pushed the gold mountain, poured the jade pillar, and fell to the ground with his head high, as if he was repenting for his incomparably deep sins, and like a dog with a broken backbone.

"The great master who entered the martial arts with Confucianism, if it was a normal duel, I wouldn't be able to beat ten of them, but unfortunately it was involved in the changes in the court, and I was stunned by the dragon qi, pitiful and hateful!"

Ye Zhiqiu stood up suddenly, didn't look at the great Confucian master in front of him, looked at the burning palace wall, and the people of Luoyang who were desperately drawing water to fight the fire nearby, stepped forward and grabbed the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, pulled it up hard, and cut off Yuan Shao's head with his hand, and raised it high.

"Hu Ben Zhonglang will lead Yuan Shu to attack the forbidden place of the palace, he is also a thief, give me death!"

Yuan Highway was frightened, the Taoist who came in the firelight, the murderous aura all over his body was condensed like substance, he was like a demon from the underworld, he didn't care about his mission at all, and he didn't care about his brother who was beheaded by the Taoist, and urged his personal guards to escort him away.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly exerted the red-haired ghost king's fire-devouring talent, took away the blazing flames nearby, and the high walls of the burning palace room, the fire immediately slowly decreased, and the people who were fighting the fire were inspired and immediately accelerated their pace.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu instilled the firepower he absorbed into the thick-backed knife, and according to his own comprehension of the secret move of the integration of law and martial arts, "Flame Fountain", his eyes locked on Yuan Shu Yuan Highway, and suddenly slashed out a tangible flame knife towards the retreating crowd.

In an instant, the door panel was wide, and the flame knife that was seven zhang long burst out, and the peripheral members of Yuan Shu's personal guard were burned by the sword qi and flames, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh and bones were separated, the flesh and blood were burned into ashes, and a disgusting smell of cooked fragrance was scattered in the wind.

"Heaven Damn Daoist, why hasn't the dragon qi law ban taken effect......? I am the eldest son of the Yuan family, I can't die here, I can't die here. ”

The death in front of him, the heat wave rushing to his face, even breathing became more difficult than usual, the burning pain of the skin all over his body came, and Yuan Shu, who was frightened, screamed miserably, abandoned all his personal guards, and fled with a crawl.

Ye Zhiqiu watched Yuan Shu flee away, the speed was faster than expected, he sighed in his heart, took a step forward again, and slashed with a sword, killing all the outlaws of the Yuan family after the broken flame hot flow.

"The Taoist soldiers obey the order! Follow me into the palace to eradicate the rebel army, and there will be no forgiveness for violators!"

Ye Zhiqiu watched the important ministers of the imperial court come over, he didn't want to pay attention to these people at all, turned his head and gave an order to the five poisonous dao soldiers, and he took the lead in the front.

Lu Zhi and others, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, looked at the banner dancing in the firelight, bright red as blood, and the huge word "Liu" swayed in the wind, which was particularly dazzling.

Lu Zhi vaguely felt a little familiar, but he was not very sure in his heart, and shouted: "King Qin's rescuer, who is it?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't look back, his eyes looked straight ahead, and for the sake of this person, who was actually the mentor of Liu Bei, the Duke of Xuande, he responded: "The people of the big man!"