Before Yan Song was prepared, Zhengyao took the lead in attacking, hoping to attack him unexpectedly!

The so-called capturing the king first is to capture the thief. If Yan Song can be stopped with one hand, then Yan Song's traitor will definitely throw himself into trouble, and the danger in the capital will be lifted. Naturally, there is no need to continue to fight and corpses are everywhere.

What's more, Zhengyao also knew that he had only more than 1,000 or 2,000 people on hand now. Facing Yan Song's 50,000 army, he simply used eggs to strike stones and resisted them. For the sake of the present, he could only use the easiest method.

, that is to seize Yan Song and force him to submit.

Although there was no weapon in his hand, Zhengyao did not hesitate at all and directly punched his fist.

However, although Zhengyao is quick and powerful, he has no intention of being ruthless in facing Yan Song, Yan Song is definitely not a good-looking lamp. Seeing Zhengyao punching at each other, he was very calm until Zhengyao's fist

To hit him in his chest, he was still strolling around like a side god, and he avoided Zhengyao's attack in a thrilling manner.

Seeing this, Zhengyao sighed inwardly that Yan Song was indeed not simple, but he did not give up. He immediately turned over and raised his internal force, and the "Flying Cloud Ten Styles" of Flying Cloud Palm was shot out with the flow and headed towards Yan Song.

The Ten Styles of Feiyun are Zhengyao's special skills. Since learning this set of martial arts, Zhengyao has rarely lost both in battle against the enemy on the battlefield, in the ring, or in private.

Therefore, every time Zhengyao uses the Ten Flying Clouds Styles, he is very confident.

With a palm with strong internal force, Weng Ming wherever he went, and the air around him was even more peeling. Yan Song did not dare to be careless at all, but saw that he was definitely not as casual and natural as before.

, frowned, and the expression on his face suddenly showed a very serious expression.[

Seeing Zhengyao's palm coming, his fast speed and powerful palm wind made him feel that he could not dodge, so he did not retreat and counterattack. He took the opportunity to fight against Zhengyao with a backhand!

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

The two palms hit each other, and a crisp sound. Then the air around them made a series of explosions, and the surroundings exploded one after another. The originally flat ground was instantly destroyed and the pits were bumpy and uneven.

After the sound, there was a silence. When the cool breeze blew, the fallen leaves flew, and the two of them were also blowing.

"The Flowing Cloud Palm is indeed well-known. It seems that Hua Zhenhu's ten-style prince consort has fully understood it. It's really not easy!"

Before he could take back his palm, Yan Song suddenly felt a shock in his chest, his throat was slightly sweet, he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

Yan Song's eyes looking at Zhengyao couldn't help but show a ferocious light, and he obviously began to fear Zhengyao's skills, but he was not stingy in his words to praise Zhengyao at all.

However, Yan Song didn't expect that he knew Feiyun's ten styles, and it seemed that he was also a martial arts fanatic. He couldn't help but attract Zhengyao's attention to him again.

Immediately, Zhengyao smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yan is not bad. It is rare in the world who can take my palm. It seems that Master Yan also has great martial arts skills!"

Yan Song was born in the army. Later he became a military officer. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had great martial arts skills. However, Yan Song is already an old man in his seventies, and he can still have such amazing internal strength and skills. He is really a young man in the world.

Yes, Zhengyao was impressed by it.

This was the first time in history that Zhengyao used the Ten-Flying Clouds poses but failed to subdue a person, which surprised Zhengyao somehow.

"Oh? The prince-consort doesn't even know the martial arts I use?"

Yan Song couldn't help but look at Zhengyao in surprise. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be more confused than Zhengyao.

Zhengyao said in a daze: "There are so many martial arts in the world. Although I have had an experience in the world, I have studied very little. I am sorry that I am ignorant and I really don't know."[

In fact, Zhengyao really didn't care much about martial arts. Even the Ten Styles of Feiyun, it was learned from his mind. If he really wanted to practice this kind of martial arts day and night, he would probably not have such martial arts.

I was exhausted and annoyed.

When Yan Song heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You came to my mansion that day to steal the remaining chapter of "Five Flavors and Ten Directions". Don't you know that it is actually a kind of supernatural martial art?"

"What? You said "Five Flavors and Ten Directions" is actually a kind of martial arts?"

Zhengyao was completely confused. This was a completely subversive understanding. He got the five flavors and ten directions in the beef brisket shop by the river, but Zhengyao kept looking at him and ignored him. In the end, he gave it to Jing without thinking.

The king asked him to present it to Jiajing. Now he actually said that it was actually martial arts. Although Zhengyao didn't like practicing martial arts very much, if he really knew this kind of martial arts, then it wouldn't be so difficult to face Yan Song now!

Although Zhengyao had no strange phenomena on the surface when facing Yan Song, Zhengyao knew that the internal strength of this palm was extremely strong, and more or less his internal organs were also slightly shocked.

"Haha, yes, the Five Flavors and Ten Directions contain a kind of martial arts. Legend has it that it was created by a genius doctor. The specific name is unknown, but it is an extremely powerful internal skill. I didn't expect that you didn't practice, so you can't blame me.

I didn’t give you a chance to defeat me!”

After saying that, Yan Song also slapped a palm, and a strong wind blew up, forcing Zhengyao to retreat step by step.

If he unexpectedly attacks him, Yan Song will also do this trick, and he will really use his way to return it to him.

Now Zhengyao finally realized that Yan Song was not as simple as he imagined. He thought that he could handle everything by capturing him first, but now it seems that it is as difficult to deal with him.

Seeing a palm hit, Zhengyao could only dodge hard, but Yan Song didn't give Zhengyao any room to fight back. He kept bombing and couldn't help but let Zhengyao retreat again and again, and finally retreated directly to the stone pier beside him.

Stand up.

"Li Zhengyao, you are not my opponent. If you change your mind now, I can guarantee that you will definitely live a worse life in the future than now!"

At this point, Yan Song still persuaded Zhengyao to surrender to him. It seemed that he really looked down on Zhengyao.

However, Zhengyao had already made up his mind and it was absolutely unchangeable, so he stood on a stone pier that was two meters high and looked down at Yan Song and said, "Yan Song, you will die! I can tell you,

Even if I stand to the last soldier, I will never compromise!"

"Hmph! If you don't eat toast, you will be punished! The soldiers obey orders and attack in!"

Yan Song was already furious and no longer had any patience to say nonsense to Zhengyao. With his eyes glared, he waved his hand and roared, and he had already made up his mind.

After Yan Song roared, the soldiers behind him rushed towards Taihe Gate regardless of everything, and rushed towards the Taihe Gate one after another. Goodbye, the Taihe Gate was hit and thundered, opening and closing

After joining, the master of Jinyiwei who was guarding the gate seemed to have the momentum to block the magic.

Seeing this, Zhengyao had no intention of continuing to fight Yan Song, so he rushed forward, kicked a soldier over, avoided the long sword in his hand, and then played "Horse Riding and Killing Group".

He saw people completely desperately and slashed wildly. A shocking scene happened. In less than a minute, Zhengyao was already covered in blood.

Yan Song was also completely shocked by Zhengyao's move, and he dared to go to the thousands of troops alone. This courage really had his own shadow back then.

However, now he and Zhengyao are in two camps. The so-called enemy without me will naturally not show mercy. So he waved his hand again, and a large number of soldiers behind him arrived, intending to completely surround Zhengyao in the crowd.

Among them, Yan Song stood aside and looked indifferently, but occasionally sighed, perhaps sighing at Zhengyao's sorrow.

Seeing that Zhengyao was about to be surrounded by a group of people, the people in Taihe Sect, especially Zhou Bing, had already managed to keep their orders, so he immediately ordered the door to open and meet the enemy.

So a large number of people came out of the Taihe Gate, and the shouts rang out throughout the sky, and the entire capital couldn't help but fall into a noisy and noisy melee again.

At this moment, I don’t care about so much. Since I can’t stop Yan Song, I can only fight to the end.

In a moment, the Taihe Gate had already killed corpses everywhere, including soldiers guarding the city, officials from the yamen, gangsters, apprentices in the boxing gym, lying horizontally, lying vertically, or broken arms, or a few

leg.

Tragedy scenes were staged one after another, and screams continued.

The Taihe Gate was once used in the palace for emperors to worship the sky. It was the most sacred place, but now it has become a purgatory on earth, with countless casualties and blood flowing into a river.

Fighting and howling, no one is cowardly, no one is afraid, there is only heroic passion, and there is only heroic feats. No matter who it is, no matter what identity, he fell on this battlefield

Still a hero.

The battle became more and more fierce, but Yan Song, who was standing aside and watching the fun, had a smile on his face. No matter who fell down, it seemed to have no effect on him. Perhaps in his heart, he always wanted to use other people's blood.

Go for a baptism and use the blood of others to pay tribute to your dead children and grandchildren!

But there is no way. It can be said that Yan Song is ashamed, or that Yan Song is disregarding human life. However, he has that capital, who can do anything to him?

Although the brothers of Jinyiwei and Zhou Bing's gang are good at martial arts, they still suffer casualties when they encounter this kind of human-sea tactic. In addition, they are besieged and used in a small space technique. After being restricted, their advantage is no longer there.

It is generally obvious, as time goes by, more and more casualties will occur.

After a quarter of an hour of battle, Zhengyao felt a little difficult. However, the Yan Song army seemed to be killing countless times, and continued to attack, and was already at a disadvantage in morale.

"Retreat! Retreat to the palace!"

Zhengyao yelled quickly, and then he took the opportunity to cut down with one sword, and after killing two soldiers, he immediately turned around and quickly retreated into the palace.
Chapter completed!