Ren Shaohua was about to slap Xie Qu's chest with a palm, but found that sand and dust were shaking off the ceiling.

"What happened?" Ren Shaohua said in a deep voice.

"Actually, I'm going to take my life." Xie Qu Youyou said.

Ren Shaohua sneered, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Does we know about the things in the underworld?" Xie Qu's iron fan suddenly opened and turned into sharp blades after sword, giving people the feeling that it was no longer like the Xuanwu that was still as motionless as a mountain, but like a spirit snake with sharp teeth exposed.

Ren Shaohua suddenly changed his power for some reason. When he realized it, a blood mark appeared on his body.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Ren Shaohua's eyes sterned, and his whole person turned into smoke and flickered to Xie Qu's head. He stretched out his palm and hung upside down.

Since you have exposed your sharp teeth, you have also exposed your weaknesses!

But when Ren Shaohua slapped him on the top of his head, he realized strangely that he still seemed to be hitting the hard shell armor.

"I have the Xuanwu Divine Art to protect my body, what can you do to me?" Xie Qu suddenly said something extremely arrogant. The iron fan swept upwards. Ren Shaohua hurriedly withdrew his palm, but a blood mark pierced through his palm. If he had not stopped in time, his palm would probably be cut in half.

Yuwei said coldly: "The person you want to save is not here."

"What do you mean?" Yu Jing looked at Yu Wei.

"The physical heart-devouring pain is not as painful as the spiritual heart-devouring pain!" Yu Wei smiled coldly, "You think you have arranged everything for your friend, but you don't know that he was personally invited to the death situation! And the person you want to save will help him reach the appointment to die!"

Yu Jing's eyes trembled, "You make it clear!"

"Although Master ordered me to kill that person, don't forget who taught his chess." Yu Wei once again destroyed it.

But Yu Jing turned away with her sleeve.

Immediately afterwards, a bunch of jade light rose from the sleeves. Yujing stopped holding back, and he kept urinating several mouthfuls of black blood. When Yuwei came to his senses, Yujing disappeared.

"It's so strong." Yu Wei wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, then smiled coldly, and looked up at the depths of the Heavenly Prison.

City gate.

Accompanied by the Dutong's voice "You are bold", there was silence both above and below the city.

Even if Ling Pengyue was not good at this time, his title had not been taken away yet. How dare a goalkeeper say such words to the prince?

Ling Pengyue smiled and said, "What, I was wrong?"

The governor knew that he had made up his words and hurriedly shut up.

But Ling Pengyue continued to say mercilessly.

"Eight years ago, the twelfth lunar month, Emperor Cheng of Wan visited Jinling in a name for enjoying plum blossoms, and chose the sun to go out of the city. You were forced to work on night shifts, so you stood in the position where you were standing at this moment and scolded him for the carriage he left all night."

"Five years ago, just after the end of the New Year's Festival, a foreign country came to Beijing. Not only did you not get a vacation, you still struggled to guard for three days in the cold wind and blew. On the fourth day, you neglected your duties and went to Tianxiangzhai to drink and warm up. When you were drunk, you also cursed the eighteen generations of my Ling family."

"Three years ago, you were sick at home and couldn't come out. In the middle of the night, you disguised yourself at Nuanmeng Tower to listen to music, and lied to the house that you were on duty night shift. By the end of the month, you spent your monthly salary without leaving any left. Mrs. Gui thought it was because we were owed wages, so she came to make a big fuss."

The Dutong's face became more and more as if he was ashen, and he kept waving his hands at Ling Pengyue, and the faces of the soldiers around him became more and more strange.

If these things are known by the people above, I am afraid that the dismissal will be a small matter, and this little life will not be saved.

"I still have a lot of things about you, do you want to listen?" Ling Peng took a sip of water slowly.

The governor was so scared that he said, "Your Highness would like to show his power."

"Then open the door." Ling Pengyue said it very directly.

"Your Highness, you're so embarrassed by this." The governor whispered.

"Indeed, opening the city at this moment is like an enemy country attacking and begging for surrender. But who knows whether you have resisted?" Ling Pengyue waved his hand.

The Anguo army behind him threw spears, and without exception, they were nailed to the city wall.

"As long as you get disheveled and apply some blood, will you just struggle to resist?" Ling Pengyue smiled and said, "Isn't there a gap in your crotch now?"

The general heard the low laughter beside him and turned his head suddenly. The soldiers immediately stopped smiling, "We heard nothing!"

"Open the door!" shouted.

"I would rather meet the King of Hell than mess with Tianji Pavilion. I didn't know what it meant before." Mo Ying sighed.

Ling Pengyue looked at the city proudly, "What about this at this time?"

"I hope that in the future, I can be as good as I am now."

But the city gate has not been opened for a long time.

"Open the city gate!" The governor couldn't bear it anymore and shouted again, but as soon as he finished calling, a cold blade hit his throat.

The owner of the Blade was also cold, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Mo Ying's pupils shrank, "This is!"

"Picking flowers and picking your life, and the green plums are withered. It's him!" Ling Peng's sweat was falling down.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Your Highness is still very charming." A man with a white face leaned out from behind Wang Dutong with a pale face.

Now, Xuan Feng, the master of the imperial guards who are second only to Tianfeng, is the master of Xuan Feng. The hundreds of shadow guards he led all use the cold blade as a weapon, and do not miss the traces and souls. In the battle against rebellion, he used the blade flower formation to cut off countless enemy heads.

Everyone suddenly heard the movement under the city, looked down and found that several gaps had been pierced in the city gate. Blood kept gushing out from inside. It must be that the soldiers who ran to open the door had been nailed to the city gate by flying knives. The mechanism eagle was also knocked to the ground by flying knives and fell to pieces.

"How could he be here?" Ling Pengyue frowned slightly as the shadow guards kept emerging on the city wall.

"I came here to take down the thief by the emperor's order." Xuan Feng kicked the governor away and raised his hand, "Spin!"

The Qingying Guards swirled the cold blades in their hands one after another.

An ordinary flying knife has a blade. But there is no blade on this cold blade, and there is only blade.

All sides are bladed.

"Retreat!" Ling Peng shouted violently.

"An Guojun, don't retreat!" A thousand-man commander wanted to carry the knife, obviously losing his mind. Ling Pengyue was shocked and hurriedly wanted to stop him, but countless soldiers were already behind him, lifting the swords in their hands and preparing to rush forward.

But the Anguo Army had just thrown a round of spears, how could it withstand the blade rain?

"An Guojun, a good name. Today, I will play a requiem for you with my blade!" Xuan Feng snapped his fingers.

Hundreds of shadow guards raised their hands to put the thousand flying cold blades into the air and turned sharply toward the bottom.

"For the sake of you, Your Highness!" Xuan Feng also personally released the sharpest blade flower.
Chapter completed!