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Originally, although Dali was poor, the capital has always been peaceful and quiet.

But tonight, this peace was shattered by the killing, and blood and fire became the theme of the night.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, the sound of rolling stones falling to the ground, the sound of hitting the city gate resounded through the night, and the terrible wails and angry fighting voices made the capital fall into endless panic.

All the inhabitants were awakened, children and women were crying, and men were shutting their doors and windows, not daring to poke their heads out. And the old man let out a heavy sigh in the night: "Hey, the sky has changed."

The sky is indeed about to change, because the army of the king of Zhennan has already chased outside the imperial city.

Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong, as well as a group of remnants of the defeated generals behind them, all stopped outside the imperial city in embarrassment at this time.

There is no way to escape, and behind him is the imperial city

The border army was in hot pursuit, and they had no chance to enter the imperial city at all, so they could only choose to fight here on their backs

"The traitor is coming" Wu Santong's face was covered with blood, his expression was hideous, and he had a big knife in his hand and killed Duan Xiangxing.

Since there is no way out, then simply fight to the death with the rebels, if you can kill the son of the king of Zhennan, then it is worth dying, this is what Wu Santong thinks now.

The big knife was wielded, and it went straight to Duan Xiangxing's neck, although it was just an ordinary big knife, but in the hands of Wu Santong, it still had extraordinary power.

"If you are defeated, you dare to speak up" Duan Xiangxing sneered disdainfully. With a big sword in his hand, he stepped forward and fought with Wu Santong.

At the same time, the border soldiers behind him. It was even more imposing, swarming towards the defenders, and immediately submerged Zhu Ziliu and the defenders under his command.

The disparity in forces is too great, and this is an unequal battle.

The border army had tens of thousands of people, while the defenders had only a few thousand, and one side had just won a big victory, and it was the time when the momentum was high. On the other hand, Fang was still running for his life, and now he had no intention of fighting at all.

As you can imagine, this must have been a massacre

In the midst of shouts of killing. There were constantly corpses of the defenders falling, blood constantly flowing, and the defenders turning and fleeing, and the border troops chasing and killing behind.

The scene was chaotic. Killing became the only thing at this time.

"Amitabha. After all, these are all soldiers of my Dali country, but they are killing each other at this moment, which is really a sin. Monk Huangguan couldn't bear to say: "Now that the overall situation has been decided, those soldiers are difficult to do anything, can you let them go?"

King Zhennan said in a deep voice: "Seniors, these are the Royal Forest Army, loyal to Duan Zhixing. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to submit. What's more, Duan Zhixing has not appeared yet. How can I say that the overall situation has been decided?"

"Amitabha. Monk Huangguan recited a Buddha name, and then fell silent, everything has to be decided by the king of Zhennan.

In the "killing" field, Duan Xiangxing shouted, and the big knife in his hand slashed down again, and Wu Santong could not avoid it, swinging the knife and striking horizontally

The "bell" was another sound of Qingyue, and the big knife of Wu Santong was broken, because the weapon was inferior, and it suffered a loss again.

Duan Xiangxing laughed and said: "Go to death, Wu Santong" raised the knife and fell, and he was going to split Wu Santong in half

"Stop" Zhu Ziliu shouted, he hurriedly threw the long sword in his hand out, and went straight to Duan Xiangxing's vital point, and then, Zhu Ziliu waved his palms again and again, knocking down the border soldiers around him one by one, and then he approached in the direction of Duan Xiangxing.

Duan Xiangxing was taken aback, and hurriedly swung his knife to hit the flying sword, but with this buffer, Wu Santong had already taken a few steps back, picked up a spear from the ground again, and then gritted his teeth and rushed towards him again.

"I'm really not afraid of death, since that's the case, then I'll fulfill you" Duan Xiangxing sneered, and once again waved the horse slashing sword and fought with Wu Santong.

"Martial Brother, don't panic, I'll help you kill this fang" At this time, Zhu Ziliu had already approached, and before the others arrived, he pointed out first, and Yiyang pointed to attack with all his strength, pointing at Duan Xiangxing's back.

However, at this moment, a yellow-robed figure deceived him, and he also issued a finger and pointed at Zhu Ziliu's yang finger with all his strength.

The two fingers intersected, Zhu Ziliu only felt that his fingers hurt as if he had been electrocuted, hurriedly retracted his fingers, jumped back, and looked at it, only to see a bald monk in his seventies and eighties in front of him, looking at himself expressionlessly.

Zhu Ziliu's mouth was bitter, and he said: "Master Yiyang, since you are the elder of the emperor, why do you still help the thief?"

That person was Monk Huangmu, he sighed, and said in a deep voice: "You better tie up your hands, the old man promises, it won't hurt your life." ”

When Zhu Ziliu heard this, his heart was even more bitter, and he smiled and said: "No need, if the master has any tricks, just use them." If you want Zhu to surrender without a fight, it is absolutely impossible"

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the long sword that was shot down by Duan Xiangxing, Zhu Ziliu's body moved, and a short body picked up the long sword, and took the initiative to attack Monk Huangmu.

He knew that his internal cultivation was far from being comparable to that of Monk Huangmu, and the attainment of a Yang Finger was also far inferior, so he did not use another Yang Finger, but used another mastery, the Thirty-six Swords of Ailao Mountain.

There are thirty-six swords in Ailao Mountain, and one sword is faster than another. After Zhu Ziliu used the thirty-six swords of Ailao Mountain, even if Monk Huangmu's martial arts cultivation was much higher than Zhu Ziliu's, he could only keep dodging with his bare hands.

"This Zhu Ziliu's swordsmanship is so powerful, even Huang Mu's seniors are a little caught off guard" Outside the court, King Zhennan was quite surprised and muttered to himself.

Yue Wudi shook his head and said, "Although the swordsmanship is wonderful, but with such a fast sword, with Zhu Ziliu's skill, I am afraid it won't last long." Once his sword momentum slowed down a little, Master Huang Mu had a chance. ”

Hearing Yue Wudi say this, King Zhennan's face softened slightly, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a figure rushed over, King Zhennan looked at it, and immediately said happily: "Senior Huang Zhi, you came just in time." ”

The person who came was Huang Zhi, and I saw him throw a big man on the ground, and then he pointed at the big man and said to the king of Zhennan: "If it weren't for this kid, the poor monk would have rushed back a long time ago." ”

The big man's hair was messy, covered in blood, and he seemed to have been pointed, and he was left there by Monk Huang Zhi at this moment, and he didn't move.

"It's Qiao Ke" King Zhennan was surprised and delighted, although the image of this person was a little embarrassed, but King Zhennan still recognized it at a glance, this person was Qiao Ke, one of the four disciples of the Southern Emperor, the general of Zuo Wuwei.

"Huang Zhi's predecessors actually arrested this person, could it be that Zuo Wuwei has already been defeated by our army" Zhennan Wang asked.

"Not really. It was this person who left Zuo Wuwei alone and rushed to the capital, but he didn't expect to be met by the poor monk on the way. Monk Huang Shi explained.

"I see. King Zhennan nodded, didn't say anything more, but looked into the field.

At this time, Zhu Ziliu relied on the thirty-six swords of Ailao Mountain, and was able to deal with Monk Huangmu.

But Wu Santong was a little embarrassed, he had already changed three blades in a row, but each blade was inferior to Duan Xiangxing's horse slashing knife and was easily cut off.

And this time, after Duan Xiangxing cut off his blade, he was even more unforgiving, slashing obliquely with a big knife and slashing towards Wu Santong's neck.

If this knife is hit, Wu Santong will definitely be separated

However, at this critical moment, a fiery red figure jumped down from the imperial city a few feet high, stretched out his hand and patted it gently, and suddenly, the fifty or sixty pound horse chopping knife in Duan Xiangxing's hand was like a copper coin, and it was lightly slapped out.

"It's the Southern Emperor" Yue Wudi instantly recognized the person who came, and his body tensed, ready to continue the battle at any time