Chapter 148: Chaotic Fighting

A figure shook in front of Murong Yang like a ghost, and a cold long knife slashed down abruptly, and the cold sword intent struck in all directions, blocking his retreat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poor Bi falls down the Yellow Spring, and the Bi falls off the knife!

To Menglong's surprise, Murong Yang, the pampered regent, actually adopted a deadly tactic, turning his palm into a knife and slashing at Menglong's shoulder.

With a flip, Menglong had no choice but to withdraw his sword intent, flipped to the corner, and muttered: "I didn't expect that Xiu Wei was suppressed to the middle level of the Desolate Yuan Realm and still has such power, it's not simple!"

Outside Cining Palace, Zhao Haochen was also waiting here, constantly disturbing Zhou Tong's attention.

"Brother Zhou, I don't know how you got this errand under the prince, can you say a few kind words in front of the prince, and let me eat. Brother Zhou, don't you know that your head is pinned to the waistband of your pants all day long, Your Majesty will come as soon as you call it, and you will leave it as soon as you wake it, and you will use it like a treasure and abandon it like a shoe, it is really a hard life. ”

Zhao Haochen called an emotional sincerity, and when he said the sad place, there were still two lines of tears in his eyes, only he knew that it was stimulated with pepper, otherwise why did he rub his eyes before crying every time?

Zhou Tong responded to him indifferently, let you say a thousand words, I will stand guard on my own. But even so, Zhao Haochen still chattered endlessly, like an old woman's footcloth, smelly and long.

In Huajing City, the men and horses of the regent and the general of the Zhenguo Liang Zhenting have been inseparable, and the sound of weapons clashing has spread throughout the city, and the corpses in the city are all over the place, bleeding and drifting, and the bloody atmosphere of the sky lingers in the national capital.

The streets were densely packed with soldiers' armor, one by one, and there was still a deafening sound behind them passing through the palace and pouring into it. When the person in front dies, the person behind makes up for it.

The guards of the palace had already exchanged hands with the generals under the general, and for a while it was difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom, and the sound of the handover of ping-pong weapons overwhelmed the sound of the whole city.

As for what happened in Cining Palace, it was not heard at all from a hundred meters away.

"Brother Zhou, what's going on outside? How can there be such a big movement?" Zhao Haochen pretended not to know, tilted his head and humbly asked Zhou Tong for advice.

"Ask what you should ask, it's better not to ask what you shouldn't ask, be a good errand!" Zhou Tong said coldly with a face like an ice cube.

Zhao Haochen answered, and then stopped speaking.

In the midst of the chaos, the men of the Life and Death Pavilion also came to join in the fun, and their goal was very simple, that is, to assassinate the various leaders, miss one blow, and fly thousands of miles in time and disappear into the dense army.

Imagine, among the thousands of troops, a forest cold sword came towards it, obviously saw the figure, obviously could catch him, and cut him by hand, but a bright armor, even if he had three heads and six arms, it was difficult to shuttle between them.

Those things that take the head of the general in the million army obviously don't apply here, it's just that so many people let you cut it, you will be tired and stupid, and now there is no one to command, just a fight, because those heralds and small leaders all died in this battle, and no one survived.

The old housekeeper of the regent palace was anxious in the palace, such a situation was beyond his control, and he had to ask the prince, but more than 100 people had been sent to inform him, but no one could come back.

Liang Zhenting, the general of Zhenguo's mansion, was furious, slapped the table, and wanted to withdraw his troops, but the regent was eyeing him, once he withdrew his troops, he would lose, and the price of failure was too great, he thought that he couldn't afford it, and continued to invest troops in Huajing City in anger.

The Imperial City Guards have been completely controlled by Commander Jin after iron-blooded means, but this is also the price of blood, almost killing nearly a thousand people, and this is really controlled.

Commander Jin led more than 1,000 people to guard the gate of the imperial city, so as not to spread this battle to the palace, then all Zhao Haochen's hard work would be burned.

The people from the Life and Death Pavilion in Cining Palace stood up from the darkness again, staring at Murong Yang with fierce eyes. This is what Zhao Haochen specially advised, the whole city is fighting, only the imperial city is still peaceful, but it will be more or less infected by anger, and at that time, the first-line pavilion of life and death will dispatch up to six people, so as not to let Zhou Tong outside notice the killing machine.

The six essences attacked Murong Yang from six directions, and the cold aura of Sen Han made the Queen Mother Qin Ran in the room breathless, and the phoenix eyes stared at the battlefield, moving with the movement of Murong Yang's figure.

Murong Yang jumped and turned over to the edge of the table where the sword was placed, and to his disappointment, his saber was no longer there.

In the dark night, the Cining Palace of the Black Hole Cave was like a devouring demon at this moment, opening his fangs. Consciousness told him that there were other people hidden in the dark, and there were not a few of them, and the subtlety of the concealment technique made him secretly admire.

After all, he was outnumbered, his forehead, cheeks, arms, waist, and legs were densely covered with scars, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The six of them stood still again, and until now, Murong Yang finally found a chance to breathe, and a long howl came out of the Cining Palace, and the Zhou guards, who were still on duty, suddenly woke up, and led people to rush inside with their knives.

Zhao Haochen knew that the matter was exposed, and he couldn't dissuade Zhou Tong at all at this time, for the sake of today's plan, there is only one word to solve the problem, and that is to kill.

Reflecting the moonlight, a bright light flashed on his waist, Zhou Tong only felt that there was a flicker in front of him, a huge crisis enveloped his whole body, and he couldn't move in the slightest, and he returned the knife to meet the attack, bang, Zhou Tong stumbled, but he turned around and ran in the direction of Cining Palace, and dozens of palace guards appeared in front of Zhao Haochen, blocking Zhao Haochen in front of him.

Shaking his head, Zhou Tong couldn't keep it, unless he could instantly kill the more than thirty people in front of him, but did he have that strength?

With a wry smile, one person and one sword killed all the more than thirty people.

The long sword in his hand was oozing with blood and hit the ground, Zhao Haochen walked towards the direction of Cining Palace step by step, looking coldly at the more than three hundred people who had already fought fiercely, he did not rush to make a move, but let Menglong withdraw from the battle circle, he also had a purpose to train soldiers.

Murong Yang is now tantamount to fighting the trapped beasts, if these people even kill him, they have to lose one or two, or suffer some injuries, then there is no need for these people to stay.

He wants the elite, not the waste.

It's not that nice, but it's true.