Chapter 8: Enemies Meet
At this time, I was just shocked, but I felt that my condition had worsened a little. At the time of the test that day, the gunpowder finally exploded, and the sky collapsed, although Zhao Ji was far away. But I was still scared and flustered, in modern terms, I was scared out of a heart attack.
Now frightened again, those lips are a little purple. The imperial doctor was prescribing a few calming prescriptions, and he was still decocting the medicine, and he heard the commotion outside. I couldn't help but be even more surprised. He's almost a frightened bird.
"What the hell is going on outside? But someone is rebelling?" Zhao Ji shouted weakly.
He had already moved to a side hall, surrounded by hundreds of guards, and not even a fly could fly in.
However, this palace is smaller after all, and the noise and gunshots outside can still be faintly heard by Zhao Ji even if they are separated by a high wall.
Then another earth-shattering explosion came, making Zhao Ji break out in a cold sweat again. I almost ducked under the bed in a panic.
In a moment, the gate opened, and someone came in in a hurry to report: "Official, there are villains who dare to assassinate Shang's father! Now the forbidden army outside is fighting those assassins......
"What?" Zhao Ji was shocked: "What kind of villain has such a great ability?"
Seeing that there was chaos, the forbidden troops around them flocked over to protect Shang's father. At this time, there was a paving soldier who suddenly crashed into the ranks of the forbidden army.
Before the surrounding forbidden troops could react, an orange-red light suddenly lit up on the man's body, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled out, enveloping the group of one hundred and ten forbidden troops.
Waiting for the flames of the explosion to dissipate, black smoke rose up, and the entire forbidden army was reduced to corpses. The intruding human bomb was even more boneless, and it was close to the center of the explosion, and more than a dozen forbidden soldiers were also blown up in pieces, and they were no longer human.
"How can it be so powerful?" Wen Fei figured out the reason at this moment. Immediately, a great danger arose in my heart.
There was another big man in black, who came out of nowhere, and rushed all the way to Wenfei. This time, there was no longer that forbidden army to stand in the way.
"Whoosh ......" is at a time when everyone is retreating and no one dares to stop it. A feathered arrow, as if flying from the sky, went directly into the throat. The man didn't delay at all. Directly fell to the ground in anger.
In the midst of the incomparable panic around him, Wen Fei and his party quickly walked into the East Corner Gate, seeing that there was no more assassination, even Yue Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Fei stretched out a hand and gently pressed it into the air, but a thunderbolt flashed out. From the castle tower. As soon as someone pounced, he was still in mid-air when he was struck by thunder.
Suddenly a golden light flashed on this person's body, and countless bay leaves turned into scriptures, surrounding him, and golden Sanskrit words emerged one by one, flowing. He actually let out the thunder.
"The ghost is not gone!" Wen Fei sneered, it was this monk again. It seems that he is really unlucky this time, since he has stepped into the palace and is protected by the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven, Wen Fei has been able to exert fifty or sixty percent of his strength.
Thinking about a little golden light, he turned into a ball of red gas, and flew out of Xunhu from the root of his tongue. The black one is the black cloud and black fog, and the red one is the fiery red flame, only to see the black cloud flame open to the sky, and the mouth of the mouth turned into a black cloud that wrapped the red flame, and wrapped the monk in one go.
This is the method of destruction in the thunder law, and with its own qi, it is thought of all kinds of foreign objects. Countless incredible supernatural powers have evolved.
Although compared to the divine power that directly interferes with matter, the realm is much lower. But this method is to use this lower-level power to turn it into a more powerful attack and killing force.
The monk was wrapped in a ball of firelight. Qiang rushed out, his body was already burned black, and he looked like a wolf who had just rushed out of the fire scene. Even the Bayeux scripture was put away.
"Whoosh......" Yue Fei reacted, the iron tire bow in his hand was full again, and the arrow was like a meteor catching the sun, just shooting out and spinning a little. Immediately after that, under the effect of the tail feathers, he balanced and shot at the monk.
This monk is the emperor of Western Xia, a figure enshrined by the royal family, and his killing kung fu has almost reached the peak.
There were very few weapons in this world that could hurt him, but under Wen Fei's gun, he was injured several times. At this time, when he saw the arrows shooting, he immediately sneered, and the strange firearm was still a little scared. What is this mere bow and arrow? Do you think this is an eight-ox crossbow?
Thinking about it in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous. Reaching out to grab this arrow, how did he know that Yue Fei was born with divine power, and there was even a famous teacher who taught, it was the big bow with the power of five stones, even the original owner was not satisfied, and it fell into Yue Fei's hands, but it just happened to be used to the fullest.
In the army, the one who can shoot a three-stone bow and arrow is the first-class arm strength. When encountering a freak like Yue Fei, there is really no place to be reasonable. The monk grabbed it with his big hand, not only did he not grasp the arrow, but he felt that the palm of his hand was so hot that it had been worn out.
"Not good!" he shouted, unable to dodge. The muscles on his body were tense, and the arrows had sunk into his shoulders, and sparks were actually shot. It was as if it had been shot not into flesh and blood, but into stone.
It was at this time that Master Wen Da Heavenly Master stepped forward and slapped his palm on the arrow. The arrows that were originally clamped by the monk's muscles and could no longer be shot suddenly disappeared into the arrow feathers.
The monk exhaled, and his muscles squirmed, squeezing the arrows out of his muscles. At the place of the wound, a lot of flesh sprouts were born, which kept wriggling and quickly began to heal.
"Hey......", Wen Fei sighed. This monk seems to be practicing the same thing as his great master Wen.
"Dead," Fan Seng launched a ferocious attack, and smashed his arms into Wen Fei's head. This arm looks like it's made of copper and iron, as long as it hits. Cheng can smash people's heads into rotten watermelons.
This guy probably didn't have the intention of going back alive this time. Otherwise, he would not have come to the palace gate again to assassinate after the assassination failure on Long Street. It's just going to be with the Great Master of Wen to the death!
Yue Fei threw away the iron tire bow and pounced with a loud shout. The sharp sword slashed down, and the one who surrounded Wei to save Zhao slashed at the head of the monk.
The monk didn't care about it, it seemed that he wanted to die with Master Wenda.
It's just that if it weren't for this palace, Wen Fei would be restrained and rejected by the power of this Haotian Yuan Qi Sea all the time, and this monk would still be in great danger to him. But now, without luck suppression, this monk is not enough.
Wen Fei thundered in his palm, and slammed his palm into the monk's lower abdomen, directly knocking the monk out and slamming it on the city wall. Even the walls seemed to tremble, and a few wrapped bricks fell down, revealing the rammed earth inside.
"What a thief!" Yue Fei became ferocious, and a few of his comrades rushed up, and all kinds of weapons beckoned towards the monk. The sword slashed at him, thumping and sparks flying. It was as if it was not a living person who was chopped, but a stone, a piece of steel.
"Click......" The sword in Yue Fei's hand slashed at the head of the monk, leaving only a white mark on the monk's head. But the sword could not withstand the force and broke into two.
Speaking of which, although this sword is extremely sharp, it is also conducive to chopping. However, it is too narrow and easy to break, and it is not a qualified battlefield weapon.
Yue Fei threw away the sword hatefully, and shouted: "It's useless!" pounced with his bare hands, and smashed a fist on the monk's chest, buzzing, as if hitting the bell.
His natural divine power, and the teaching of a famous teacher the day after tomorrow, he has worked hard since he was a child. Even in later generations, even the "Yijin Sutra" that came out of the Shaolin Temple was passed down under the name of Yue Fei.
It is said that this scripture was passed on to Niu Gao by Yue Fei on his deathbed, and Niu Gao was hidden in the stone chamber of Songshan. You should know that this Yue Fei's internal and external cultivation is easy to refine and powerful. At this moment, he became angry, and he beat this monk like a sandbag, and after dozens of punches in one breath, there was a buzzing sound, as if he was striking the bronze bell again.
The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and a large piece of his chest was smashed, and his bones were sunk into it. But as soon as the monk puffed up, he immediately recovered as before.
Yue Fei's scalp was a little numb, he had never seen such an unbeatable monster, and he was a little panicked in his heart. But I heard Wen Fei shout: "Get out of the way!"
A few people got out of the way as they said, but saw Wen Fei slowly slap it out. This palm seemed to be extremely slow, but with a burst of powder-like brilliance, it slapped the monk's chest. It was as light as a mosquito, and it didn't even make a single movement.
But the monk let out a howl of pain, and from between his eyes and nose, there was a faint light, as if a large light bulb was stuffed into his body, shining from the inside out.
Then his body and skin also revealed such a silver powder-like light. This kind of light obviously had a great deal of harm to this monk, causing the monk to fall to the ground, screaming and rolling with all his might. That kind of screaming sound, even the people around listened to it, and they felt panicked.
"Tie this person up," Wen Fei said lightly, "I want to live." Wait a minute, this Heavenly Master will personally interrogate him!"
The inner servant who reported the news kept coming in from outside, but he didn't dare to leave the imperial city at all, and only heard about it, and inquired about it from the mouth of the Banzhi forbidden army outside. was asked twice by Zhao Ji, and naturally he couldn't answer, and when he was in a panic, he saw Wen Fei wearing a Taoist robe and walked over.
No matter how tightly guarded the guards were along the way, no one dared to stop him Wen Da Heavenly Master.
The chamberlain was immediately overjoyed and shouted, "Father Shang is here!"