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In the midst of the flames, Weikong City was facing an out-of-control Imperial City personnel system, and it was burning itself.

There were crowds of people fleeing and fighting and looting in a hurry, except for Da Mingwei's men and horses, almost no one listened to his orders. Even Da Mingwei's subordinates, as soon as they came out of the sight of Lord Wei, they soon became an out-of-control crowd and participated in the action of robbing the treasure and escaping.

The command made the adults extremely angry, running back and forth on the palace walls, scolding his subordinates, and even directly slashing and killing the people who did not obey the restraints.

However, at this moment, it is no longer of much use to kill people. With the current chaos, who knows if you're trying to maintain order or rob?

Whenever the figure of the Sky Condor landed in one place, the crowd here dispersed like a flock of chickens. The double fear of fire and robbery made them only think of fleeing for their lives, and they could no longer resume their original duties.

A black barrel pointed behind Lord Wei.

Weikong City is known as the Sky Condor, and it is naturally a sight to see six roads, ears to hear all directions, and be as alert as an eagle falcon. Lord Wei knows that he has a lot of rivals in Ouchi, and he usually beware of being hacked, not to mention that the current order is chaotic, and it is the best place to fish in troubled waters, so he is extremely cautious.

He was always paying attention to the changes in light and shadow around him, and as soon as he noticed something strange, he immediately felt a somersault falling from the wall, and he had already taken out a handcuff in the air and shot it in the direction of the attacker.

Two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, followed by a series of bells, both bullets seemingly blocked by the blades.

Wei Kongcheng shouted angrily: "Good thief!"

A dark shadow turned and scurried away, turning in a few directions, and landing in an inner courtyard with less fire.

The commander of the Great Ming Wei was very familiar with the terrain of the deep palace, and the tall figure had already intercepted in front of the black shadow at this moment. There was a little surprise in his voice, "Ji Moli, it's you!"

The black-clothed young man stopped moving, and a pair of ink-black pupils met his devouring gaze without flinching, "Lord Wei." Let's wrap it up today. ”

Wei Kongcheng laughed angrily, "Ji Laoqi, you are killing yourself. ”

He immediately thought of something, his eyes were blazing, and he scolded sharply, "This big interior is on fire." What the hell did you do?"

Ji Moli sneered.

Wei Kongcheng said angrily, "You are really dead enough to vent your guilt, and the whole family should be torn apart!"

Ji Moli said lightly, "Master Wei, don't shout anymore, your era is over." ”

Weikong City was stunned. "What did you say?"

Ji Moli said, "After today, there will be no more Damingwei, there will be no East Factory and West Factory, there will be no 24 prisons, and there will be 26 guards." ”

Wei Kongcheng sneered and said coldly. "Ji Laoqi, you have lost your mind and gone crazy. ”

Ji Moli shook her head, "Master Wei, since you don't believe it, I'll tell you a story." ”

Without waiting for Wei Kongcheng to reply, he said to himself, "Once upon a time there was a king in Europe, who baked a fire in winter, and then he died of heat by the fire. ”

Wei Kongcheng scoffed, "It's pure nonsense. He feels hot and doesn't know how far away from the stove?"

Ji Moli said, "This is not his job as a king. It was the servant's job to pull the king's seat apart, and the servant happened to be not at work that day. ”

A shadow suddenly flashed in Wei Kongcheng's heart, "What do you want to say?"

Ji Moli pointed to the firelight in the palace. "Lord Wei, you see that there is such a big fire now, and the entire Forbidden City is a big furnace, so is there anyone who pulls the dragon chair for our emperor?"

Wei Kongcheng shouted, "There are two Jinwuwei guards guarding the saint day and night, how can there be any accidents? Ji Laoqi, you have sinister intentions and great disrespect for the saint, you deserve to die......

Ji Moli suddenly said, "My fourth sister has also entered the palace." ”

Weikong City's voice immediately stopped.

Ji Moli continued, "So no one will pull out the dragon chair for the saint." ”

Thunder flashed one after another in Wei Kongcheng's heart, and he shouted angrily, "Ji Mengying dares to come and kill the king?"

Ji Moli sighed, "How can this be a murder of the king? My fourth sister is just an ordinary person, she will never dare to have the slightest disrespect for the true dragon emperor, she just let the saint alone bake the fire with peace of mind." ”

As soon as the words fell, a bright sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, like a giant eagle hovering high in the air and swooping down.

Ji Moli was overjoyed in her heart, Wei Kongcheng suddenly pulled out her sword and made a move, she couldn't hold her breath, and her heart was naturally unstable.

She raised her hand and raised her sword, and the sea of jasmine flowers bloomed, and when she landed, a cluster of sword flowers bloomed in the air, surrounding the surging eagle knife.

The swords struck, Ji Moli only felt a huge shock in his hand, dozens of sword flowers collapsed at the touch of a button, and he could barely hold the hilt of the sword. Then his eyebrows stinged, and the sword qi on the long knife almost touched his façade, and he hurriedly leaned over and retreated.

Weikong City pressed forward step by step, a knife as fast as a knife, breaking the opponent's sword moves out of order, like a giant eagle raging among the flowers, sweeping the ground in a mess.

In the battle in the Drunken Flower Pavilion that day, Ji Moli occupied the advantage of the terrain, making it difficult for Weikong City to swing all in the foyer, blocking him from the hall all the time. At this time, the two fought in the open space, and Weikong City flew around, showing the momentum of the flying eagle to the fullest, and there was no longer any restriction on the sword technique, killing Ji Moli in danger.

Ji Moli thought that she had shaken the other party's mind, but when she saw that Weikong City was so brave, she was secretly frightened.

I only heard Wei Kongcheng sneer suddenly, "Ji Moli, you don't have to bluff, Ji Mengying is not there at all." If she enters the Ouchi, she will come to the official, so why should she need you to come forward?"

Ji Moli bit her lip and didn't answer, just swung her sword hard, only to feel the more sore her hand was,

Weikong Cheng broke through the opponent's deception, and the momentum on the blade was even stronger, and he shouted, "After three moves, you will be taught to die under the sword of this official." ”

With a swing of the sword, the swords intersected again, and Ji Moli's long sword was intended to be shaken away. Who knew that under his heavy strength, Ji Moli held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his face became red, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, but the sword body firmly resisted the blade and did not let go.

Wei Kongcheng snorted, and again, the blade buzzed, and a strong force rushed backwards, and it shook her five internal organs along Ji Moli's arm.

The difference between the internal and external skills of the two is at least three times, and there is even a difference in physique. Once caught in a strong competition. For Ji Moli, it is a great disadvantage.

There was a soft "pop", and Ji Moli's tiger mouth cracked, gurgling blood. Her body was concussive and painful, but her eyes became extremely fierce. Suddenly shouted, "Little sword, do it!"

Wei Kongcheng laughed, "I already knew there was another one. ”

He flipped his left hand and pinched it into the shape of an eagle's claw to meet the sword light coming from behind. This long arm is not only fierce, but also a steel glove. With Lord Wei's grandmaster attainments in the eagle claw skill, it is effortless to tear the tiger and leopard with his bare hands.

In the eyes of Weikong City, Ji Laoqi is going to die if she finds herself, so she must have an accomplice.

And her accomplice is only the kid from her family. If this person comes to fight against himself, he only needs to slap his backhand. Listen to the sound and distinguish the form, take the moves, no matter what swordsmanship he has, he will also be broken by his eagle claw skills, so that he knows what is the true kung fu of the grandmaster.

Master Wei had already made up his mind in his heart, but he saw a shocked and surprised look on Ji Moli's face, as if he had seen an incredible spectacle.

Weikong City couldn't help but look back. When he landed, he saw a dazzling silver storm.

The changes in the tricks of this sword were so dense that it was impossible to see clearly, and under the interweaving of countless silver sword lights, a monster that kept twisting and expanding was formed.

The storm of the blade swept over and wrapped around Weikong City's left hand, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of extremely subtle move changes had been exchanged.

Lord Wei's eagle claw skills are almost the first in the world, and they are also the best at dividing their muscles and bones, as long as they catch the body of any opponent, one finger can produce hundreds of different strengths. From the bones to the meridians control the whole body of the other party.

But today, the Sky Condor felt that the changes on his fingers were not enough.

The myriad sword changes in the silver storm suppressed all the power changes of the Eagle Claw Skill, slowly but surely destroying the steel glove.

In this process, Weikong City moved nearly ten rounds of counterattacks, each round with thousands of strengths. And each kind of strength can cost the opponent four or five kinds of strength changes.

But there are too many changes in the sword technique in the storm.

Tens of thousands of sword changes can suppress the strength changes of one finger, and then tens of thousands of changes are needed to eliminate one finger.

The blade of the sword rubbed violently against the steel hand, and even sizzled out strings of sparks.

In the end, this storm of sword light was like an unshakable crusher, crushing the world's number one eagle claw hand bit by bit.

After almost nearly 200,000 sword changes, Wei Kongcheng's left hand was already empty, turning into a bald palm.

Ji Aojian finally stopped.

The sixth-level sword technique could reach more than 500,000 variations, but it was far beyond the limit of what he could bear.

His external skills hadn't even been practiced to the twelve-fold floor, and after nearly 200,000 sword changes were used, his entire right arm was almost crushed and fractured, which was even more severely damaged than Weikong City.

It's just that under this fierce high collision, although both of them have been severely injured in their arms, they are so numb that they can't feel any pain.

Weikong Cheng roared wildly, reflexively struck a blow, and used all his remaining strength, and the bald palm that had lost his five fingers slammed into Ji Aojian's chest, and the majestic force shattered several of his ribs, causing him to fly out like a crosslog.

The sword light flashed, and a sword blade suddenly emerged from in front of Weikong City.

After Da Mingwei commanded the envoy to cut off his finger, he was full of anger and took revenge on Ji Aojian. As soon as the seventh prince let go of his hand, he immediately made a killing move from behind without hesitation, stabbing him in the heart.

After the sword was successful, Ji Moli didn't care about drawing the sword, flew to the place where Ji Ao's sword landed, picked him up and shouted, "Little sword, how are you?"

Ji Aojian's right arm was completely unconscious, and he only felt a huge pain in his chest, and his whole body was shocked by the palm of the collapse wall of Weikong City, and he could hardly exert any strength, and forced himself to laugh and said, "Seventh sister, I'm fine." ”

Ji Moli looked at his situation, and already knew seven or eight points in his heart, tears fell straight down in his eyes, drop by drop on his clothes, "Little sword, I hurt you......"

Ji Aojian's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Seventh sister!"

Ji Moli was surprised, "What?"

Ji Aojian turned over with all his strength and pressed her under him, "Master Wei is not dead yet!"

Ji Moli froze, and in the corner of his eye, he saw that the dying Weikong Cheng took out another fire gun from his body and pointed it over.

The commander of Da Mingwei was a respected envoy, carrying two high-quality handcuffs with him, and at this moment he pulled out the last one and slowly pulled the trigger.

Ji Aojian blocked the seventh sister, and her heart was just relaxed, and suddenly, her body was light, and she saw that the distance between the ground and herself was getting farther and farther.

Oh, it turned out that the seventh sister threw herself up.

Ji Aojian only felt that the blood in his whole body stopped flowing and turned into cold lead, and then, the sound of gunshots had already sounded in his ears.

A brilliant blood flower splashed on Ji Moli's body.

The man in black didn't exhale pain, he held a folding fan in his hand that never left his body, and almost at the same time as the gunshot, a fan bone flew out like a powerful crossbow arrow, and it also hit Weikong Cheng's body.

The Sky Condor fell, never moving again.

Ji Moli's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he looked at Ji Aojian who fell back, and a smile appeared on his face, "Xiaojian, are you okay?"

Ji Aojian supported the ground with his left hand, sat up with difficulty, hugged her, and felt pain in his heart, "Seventh sister, why are you blocking the gun for me? I'm very strong, and I won't be fine if I get shot." ”

Ji Moli's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he said softly, "Xiaojian, you are the head of the family, you can't have an accident, and I also said that I will smear your liver and brain." ”

Ji Aojian said angrily, "What are you talking about, the eldest sister asked you to follow me, just to ask me to take care of you." If something happened to you, how can I explain it to my eldest sister?"

Ji Moli smiled miserably, "Xiaojian, I'm sorry, I'm really useless...... You could have taken me away safely, but I took it upon myself to get rid of Weikong City, and I did you so badly. ”

Ji Aojian whimpered, "Seventh sister, I didn't protect you well. ”

Ji Moli's eyes became erect, and her voice gradually became ethereal, "You know, Xiaojian, I have always been a very selfish and timid person. ”

Ji Aojian was a little inexplicable, "Seventh Sister, what are you talking about?"

Ji Moli muttered, "After leaving the eldest sister today, I have been thinking, if the eldest sister can't come back, then what should I do?"

She gasped twice, then continued, "The more I think about it, the more scared I become, and the more I think about it, the more I dare not accept it. So after setting the fire, I didn't dare to leave the palace, for fear that I would face that terrible result when I returned......"

Ji Ao said, "So you're going to kill Weikong City, because you don't want to leave?"

Ji Moli nodded lightly, "Little sword, when Weikong City was about to shoot just now, I was completely scared. ”

Ji Aojian said strangely, "What are you afraid of?"

Ji Moli said, "I'm afraid that you will leave me, just like I dare not accept that my eldest sister will leave me, and I will not dare to accept you leaving me." So I'm just going to throw you away so you don't have to block the gun for me, and I don't have to be afraid that something will happen to you......"

She squeezed out a smile, "Xiaojian, you see, I'm really a very selfish and timid person." ”

Ji Aojian's heart was dripping with pain, and he hissed, "Seventh sister, you are talking nonsense, you are not selfish at all, and you are not timid at all. ”

A cold palm touched his cheek, and Ji Moli's voice was gradually faint, "Xiaojian, you said earlier that you like Seventh Sister, is it true?"

Ji Aojian nodded vigorously and couldn't cry, "Seventh sister, of course it's true, it can't be more real!"

Ji Moli's smile enlarged little by little, and her eyes slowly closed, "I'm only showing up now...... Seventh sister, seventh sister likes you very much......"