When Zhao Tiancheng, who was holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, walked to the front of the imperial city, the soldiers guarding the city gate all nervously clenched the weapons in their hands and looked at Zhao Tiancheng with a vigilant expression. From time to time, his throat stirred, and he swallowed nervously.

The Qingfeng Sword slowly stood up in front of his chest, and the sword momentum accumulated before completely burst out, like a giant sword that went straight to the sky.

Those soldiers had a feeling of powerlessness, as if they were fighting with God. In this way, all the masters of the entire palace were alarmed, and they all spread their bodies towards the north city gate, and at the same time, some guard officers also came towards the north city gate with soldiers while arranging the defenses of the rest of the place.

The palace, which had been somewhat calm, was like a boiling oil pot at this time.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, Zhao Tiancheng's figure disappeared suddenly, and at the same time, a thin red line appeared on the neck of the guards standing near the city gate, and the originally frightened eyes gradually dispersed at this time, and at the same time, the red line was like a flood that opened the floodgates, blood spurted out, and they all fell softly one by one.

In just an instant, more than a dozen soldiers near the city gate were killed without any defense, and those who were still watching the excitement from a distance suddenly dispersed, they didn't expect that someone would dare to break into the palace with a single sword.

After solving the soldiers, Zhao Tiancheng was not in a hurry to go to the palace, but stood outside, his footsteps kept moving, the Qingfeng sword swept on the ground like a brush, and the ground paved with bluestone slabs suddenly flew with stone chips, and Zhao Tiancheng still did not stay after writing on the ground, the Qingfeng sword was painted in the air, and the sword qi hit the city wall, and finally the city wall also wrote four words "The sun and the moon meet"

At this time, some of the masters and soldiers in the palace hurried over, and the soldiers who were on the city wall before dared to gather with the city wall and the large team.

The middle-aged man in the lead, who was wearing a black white cloud-like patterned suit, had small braids tied together on his head, looked at Zhao Tiancheng and the soldiers lying on the ground, and muttered to the people around him.

"Hmph! Dare to be distracted in the face of the enemy!" Thinking in his heart, Zhao Tiancheng would not let go of this kind of good opportunity, and he did not have the attention of those people in the rivers and lakes, leaving behind him a series of phantoms, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at the middle-aged man.

"Be careful!" Zhao Tiancheng understood a Chinese voice in the crowd, but it was a little late for the middle-aged man, and the blade of the Qingfeng Sword was already faintly about to pierce the middle man.

"Who dares to hurt my son" An old voice came from afar, and the sound waves rolled and pressed like waves. Originally, Zhao Tiancheng didn't pay attention to this level of sound wave power, but behind the sound wave, the four arrows accurately followed Zhao Tiancheng's various vital points. And the strength contained in the arrow is very large, this sound wave completely covers up the sound of the long sword breaking through the air, if it weren't for the innate master's spiritual sense that is different from ordinary people, Zhao Tiancheng would have been plotted.

Just when the sound wave arrived, when the long sword was about to pierce the middle-aged man, Zhao Tiancheng's figure suddenly disappeared in front of the middle-aged man's eyes, and nine figures appeared in an instant.

The people next to them were unlucky, these nine figures were all like the real thing, the shadows were flying blood waves everywhere, and the sword qi was horizontal. Those people couldn't stop Zhao Tiancheng's footsteps at all.

The old man with white hair scolded angrily in his mouth, but Zhao Tiancheng didn't understand, the old man hurried a few steps, his right hand was hidden in cash, ignoring the other eight shadows, and whistling towards Zhao Tiancheng.

Zhao Tiancheng's clothes were hunting, and his speed decreased as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and at the same time, the rest of the figures also collapsed in an instant.

Seeing the oncoming palm of the old man, although he broke his own spiral nine shadows, Zhao Tiancheng's eyes were bright, as if he had found something exciting, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, "Brake pen" The Qingfeng sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the five fingers of his left hand became claws, crystal like jade, Zhao Tiancheng's own momentum instantly seemed to disappear, and all the momentum was condensed around his body, and he went away with a palm.

This old man has a noble status, and he has not done anything with anyone for a long time, but at this time, he didn't even find out that Zhao Tiancheng's martial arts were actually ahead of him, and he despised Zhao Tiancheng because of Zhao Tiancheng's age. He was confident that his fiery powerful Vajra palm could instantly hit the black-haired kid in front of him with broken bones and tendons, and that kid had no experience at all and wanted to meet the palm with his claws, and his claw skills were obviously not a fierce martial arts.

However, when the palms and claws intersected, the old man's eyes changed, and he wanted to withdraw his palms and retreat, but Zhao Tiancheng gave him a chance, and his fingers were like steel diamonds, leaving five blood holes in the old man's palm in an instant.

This is where the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is easy for the rest of the martial arts, the five fingers are strong, invincible, destroying the enemy's head, such as wearing rotten soil, this is an extremely strong kung fu, but because it is the Nine Yin internal force urging, the extreme yin internal force contains but does not emit, so that people can not distinguish the attributes of martial arts. Unless you are familiar with this set of martial arts, most of them will be yin for the first time.

Zhao Tiancheng was unforgiving, his blood-stained left hand instantly clasped the old man's palm, and the internal force in the old man's body surged towards Zhao Tiancheng.

When had the old man ever seen such a strange kung fu, he knew that if he went on like this, he would have to be wasted, and he shuddered when he imagined the people he had offended over the years. With his left hand, he took out a richly decorated scimitar from his body and slashed at Zhao Tiancheng's wrist.

"" Zhao Tiancheng scolded secretly, who let his right hand not be good now, so he could only withdraw his hand and retreat.

A move forced Zhao Tiancheng back, and the old man retreated to the periphery of the crowd regardless of his image, but at this time, his right hand was already hanging unnaturally, and Zhao Tiancheng directly broke the muscles and bones of his right hand connecting his fingers, if he couldn't connect, the old man's hand would be wasted.

Without the hindrance of the master, Zhao Tiancheng was even more ruthless when he killed people, and his sword qi flew everywhere as if he didn't want money. At the same time, he just rushed forward and went straight to the main hall of the imperial city.

At this time, the palace was in chaos because of Zhao Tiancheng alone, as if the world was over, and the eunuchs and palace maids had lost their former images, and they were surging towards the apse like refugees, wanting to escape from this place.

At this time, Emperor Yuan Shun's side was heavily guarded, and there were four men standing around him with their eyes closed, ignoring the chaotic situation around him. As long as there were eunuchs and palace maids who ran around Emperor Yuan Shun in a panic, they would be killed in an instant.

It's not that there are no masters in the palace, but for Emperor Yuan Shun, who is afraid of death, face is a trivial matter, and his own life is the most important, he is afraid that the person in front of him is just a guy who attracts attention, and there must be masters who will take advantage of the chaos to assassinate him.

Therefore, the front hall is just a master of the old man, but ordinary soldiers are constantly heading towards the front hall, and those people are just becoming a kind of consumables, that is, they want to consume Zhao Tiancheng's internal strength, because even an innate master cannot use sword qi for a long time.

At this time, on a garden road in **, two pretty girls were running in front, followed by several palace maids and eunuchs. The faces of the two girls are as bright as jade, their eyes are clear as water, their skin is tender as snow, and their whites are red. One of the girls is very beautiful, and she is full of three points of heroism and heroism, and she is a beauty embryo at first glance.

The eunuchs and palace maids in the back were panting and chasing after each other, shouting while chasing: "Princess, county lord, don't run, it's dangerous ahead!"

However, the two girls in front of them turned a deaf ear, and the heroic girl kept encouraging them to run quickly, and the two girls seemed to have some martial arts skills, and those people behind couldn't catch up.

At this time, Zhao Tiancheng didn't know how many people he had killed, and the sword qi driven by every swing of the sword could harvest a series of lives, but the soldiers around him did not see less, but more and more, although the number of people was large, they could not stop Zhao Tiancheng's footsteps.

At this time, the two girls also came to the front hall, standing in the main hall, the two girls looked through the hidden hall door and looked at the figure holding a long sword in the vast space in front of the main hall. At this time, the bloody atmosphere in front of the main hall was soaring, and there was already a river of blood, and there were corpses all over the ground, and I don't know how many people had died.

In fact, the two of them couldn't see what they looked like at all. Among them, the heroic girl's face was flushed, like a seductive red apple, and she was not afraid of the blood before the main hall.

The other one was already closing his eyes at this time, his long eyelashes were fluttering, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

After a while, seeing that the figure of the killing god was getting closer and closer to the main hall, the heroic girl pulled the girl with her eyes closed and said, "Run! ”