The first thousand and forty-seven chapters shot in anger
Wen Qingqing had been staying with Yuan Chengzhi all year round, and she knew everything about his sect and even his martial arts skills. Therefore, as soon as the two men showed their martial arts skills, she could tell their origins.
Mei Jianhe and Sun Zhongjun looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces, and then Sun Zhongjun said proudly, "Senior brother, it seems that our senior brothers and sisters are quite famous. Even such a nobody knows about it."
"Bah," Wen Qingqing spat immediately, "You two are considered to be disciples of a well-known and upright family, but you are helping others to do evil. Aren't you afraid that your master will clean up the family?"
She still doesn't know that the three members of Gui Xinshu's family are working for Wu Sangui and are in trouble with Yuan Chengzhi and others.
Mei Jian and the two of them burst out laughing when they heard this, and Sun Zhongjun pointed to the east courtyard wall, "My master is there to deal with your masters, you go and sue me!"
Wen Qingqing was startled and said in surprise, "Are you saying that that farmer is your master and that the invincible divine fist belongs to Xin Shu?"
Mei Jianhe nodded slightly, "Yes, my wife is also here."
Wen Qingqing looked at Yuan Chengzhi and then at Chen Jinnan. He immediately understood and curled his lips, "It's really a nest of snakes and rats. What kind of master there is, there is what kind of apprentice."
"You bastard!" Sun Zhongjun was furious, "Who are you, how dare you insult my sect!"
With that said, he raised his hooks and was about to take action.
But at this moment, Mei Jianhe's body swayed, stood in front of her, and said, "Junior sister, this woman has some skills, why don't you let me deal with it, and you deal with that idiot."
Sun Zhongjun glanced at him unexpectedly and sneered, "Senior brother, you don't know how beautiful she is, what else do you have in mind?"
A trace of uneasiness flashed on Mei Jianhe's face, and then he said, "What did the junior sister say? They are assassins of the rebellious party. Even if I have great courage, I don't dare to do anything in this matter. If the prince gets it,
You know, if your glory and wealth are gone, your life will not be saved."
Sun Zhongjun's face softened slightly, "In this case, this woman will be dealt with by senior brother, but don't rush to kill her, I want to scratch her face first."
Mei Jianhe's eyes flashed slightly, and he said yes.
For a while, the four of them fought again. Mei Jianhe was not only good at light kung fu, but also had good swordsmanship. Even though Wen Qingqing was familiar with the other party's martial arts, she felt a little out of her depth and could only help herself.
Save.
As for Mu Jiansheng, it would be even more difficult. He had low martial arts skills and had been fighting for a long time. Now he was exhausted. If Sun Zhongjun hadn't been ruthless and attacked only the vital points with his moves, forcing him to overextend his potential and perform beyond his normal capabilities.
He has long since become a soul killed by his sword.
After just a few moves, Mu Jiansheng's clothes were mostly torn. He had no choice but to shout into the courtyard, "Master, save me!"
In the courtyard, Liu Dahong was fighting with Li Zicheng. When he heard the sound of Mu Jian's sword, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
Li Zicheng saw the opportunity and immediately hit his face with a stick.
Liu Dahong couldn't dodge, so he tried his best to turn his body, but he was still hit on the shoulder, and he let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood flowed out.
"You dare to be distracted when competing with me, you are really seeking death." Li Zicheng succeeded with one blow, he was overjoyed and said with pride.
However, he had no intention of holding back at all. He immediately fired up his whole body, and the Vajra Zen Staff was wrapped in a fierce wind and hit Liu Dahong. If this blow hit Liu Dahong, he would definitely die.
Suddenly, green light flashed from the slanted stab, and a long sword stabbed at the empty door under his arm at an extremely tricky angle.
Li Zicheng's pupils shrank and his heart felt cold. It was too late to change his move. He immediately swung the Vajra Zen Staff in an arc without hesitation. At the same time, he let go and used the force to throw himself out. Even so, the poisonous snake-like sword tip was still there.
It hit his left rib and blood spattered.
Li Zicheng's body fell two or three feet away. After landing, he looked at the person who drew the sword with anger on his face. It was Feng Jizhong who was supposed to be fighting with Hu Yizhi.
Three masters came into the small courtyard, one was Liu Dahong, and the other two were Feng Jizhong and Hu Dedi from the Tiandihui. The three of them did not know the background of Li Zicheng and Hu Yizhi. They only knew that the two were also masters of the palace.
Then he took action without hesitation.
For a moment, Li Zicheng was shocked and angry, and cursed, "Despicable, you call yourself a righteous man in vain, and you actually launched a sneak attack. How shameless."
Emperor Hu De and others didn't know who he was, but he knew the origins of these people. In fact, he also learned that the Tiandihui was going to launch a large-scale attack on the palace today, so he was able to wait for an opportunity to sneak into the palace. Otherwise, for so many years, he had tried every means to fail.
Take a step into the palace.
Feng Jizhong seemed to be unaware, he helped Liu Dahong up and said, "Senior Liu will go rescue the young master first, and this person will be handed over to Feng."
"Thank you for taking care of me!" Liu Dahong clasped his fists and said, stood up and jumped out of the hospital.
Although one person is missing, Li Zicheng has been injured, and Hu Yizhi seems to have lost his skills and is gradually falling into a disadvantage. For the people of the Tiandihui, the chance of winning is even greater.
Just when Feng Jizhong wanted to use all his strength to kill Li Zicheng first, Hu Yizhi on the other side suddenly made a feint to distance himself from Emperor Hu De.
"You two, please wait a moment," Hu Yizhi said hurriedly.
Emperor Hu De paused, "What else do you have to say?"
"Today, Hu is not strong enough. He is no match for you, so I will no longer interfere in your affairs. As long as you can go in, just go in." Hu Yizhi said unwillingly. If he were in his prime, he would have defeated Emperor Hu De.
It's possible, but now the power is about to be exhausted, and if you continue to hold on, you will only die.
The only solution now is to hope that Murong Fu's sword energy shield can withstand one or two attacks, but if that doesn't work, he can only act when the opportunity arises and fly away with Chen Yuanyuan.
Li Zicheng immediately understood Hu Yizhi's plan, he sneered in his heart, and said, "I won't fight, you can do whatever you like. Inexplicably, someone blocked the sword for nothing."
Feng Jizhong didn't know what he meant, but now that he didn't have to live or die with these two people, he was naturally happy to see it work out.
Seeing that the two of them had really retreated to a distance, looking like they were standing by, Emperor Hu De was really relieved and walked towards the main room. However, just when he was about to step within half a foot of the small room, he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart.
I felt a chill, as if I was being stared at by something terrifying.
"Hey, that's..." Emperor Hu De took two steps back and looked up, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
As soon as he rushed into the courtyard, he immediately handed over to Hu Yizhi and others. He had no time to pay attention to the surrounding environment. It was not until this moment that he noticed a sword hanging in the air above the roof. He ignored it for a while, it was very mysterious, and around the house
It actually laid down a layer of extremely powerful sword energy shield.
Feng Jizhong followed his gaze, and his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he remembered something, "That seems to be... Master Murong's sword? Could it be that Master Murong is also here?"
When Emperor Hu De heard this, he looked at it carefully and said, "It's really Master Murong's sword. I've seen that sword before. Did Master Murong betray us and take refuge with Wu Sangui?"
Feng Jizhong waved his hand, "That's not necessarily the case. Why don't we call Mr. Murong out first and let us know after asking."
Then he shouted loudly, "Mr. Murong, please see me in the wind."
Emperor Hu De stood aside without saying a word. Although he felt that it would not be difficult to break through the shield if he was prepared, but it was still unclear whether Murong Fu was an enemy or a friend. It would be bad if he failed.
, the current situation really does not allow for one more enemy, and it is an enemy with terrifying strength like Murong Fu.
There were several battlefields around the courtyard where masters from both sides were fighting each other. The situation was obviously extremely unfavorable for the anti-Qing forces. Fortunately, the defenders of the palace somehow managed to stop within a mile or two of the courtyard. It seemed that
Waiting for something.
The voice in the wind passed through the sword energy shield and entered the room. Murong Fu was concentrating on healing Ah Jiu, his brows furrowed and then relaxed, while Chen Yuanyuan had an anxious look on her face. She didn't know what was going on outside, but
Li Zicheng and the servant are probably in bad luck.
Finally, Ah Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, he pushed out his palms violently, and a turbid palm force shot out. With a loud "bang", the tables and chairs were smashed to pieces.
Murong Fu slowly withdrew his internal energy and took a long breath, "It has finally been cleared away. I have left a pure internal energy in your body. Please refine it quickly to restore your skills."
"Yes, thank you Master." Needless to say, Ah Jiu was moved. After saying this, he suddenly discovered that there were two extremely beautiful women in the room. He couldn't help but be stunned, "They are..."
Before Murong Fu could say anything, A Ke said something out of nowhere, "I am your master's sweetheart. In the future... after we get married, you can call me Master's Wife."
As soon as these words came out, the other three people were stunned. Chen Yuanyuan did not expect that her daughter would be so bold. She could say such words, and it was quite aggressive.
Ah Jiu understood it as soon as his mind changed. He felt a little sour in his heart and said lightly, "If you want, I can call you 'Master's Wife' right now."
Akko seemed to have just realized his impulsiveness, and his face was partly ashamed and partly embarrassed, but now that the matter had come to this, changing his words would be a sign of weakness, and he immediately raised his chin, "Of course that's good, you can scream."
Ah Jiu was at a loss for words, a coldness flashed in his eyes, his heart suddenly moved, and he smiled and said, "Sorry, I have too many mistresses, and I don't know where you are ranked, seventeen or twenty-seven, I can't remember clearly.
, let’s wait until you get married to Master.”
A few black lines immediately appeared on Murong Fu's forehead. He didn't expect Ah Jiu, who was usually cool and arrogant, to be so sinister. Wouldn't he have betrayed himself?
A look of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he was about to explain something when suddenly the voice from Feng Jizhong came from outside the room again, "Mr. Murong, if you don't respond again, don't blame Feng for forcing your way in."
"Humph!" Murong Fu's expression suddenly turned cold. At the critical moment, he was almost disturbed by this person. Now that he thought about it, he became furious.
"I'll go out and give them some color first. You guys stay in the house and don't show your face." Murong Fu said immediately and walked out of the house. The remaining three women looked at each other.
Outside the house, Feng Jizhong didn't get the slightest response, so he decided to take action immediately.
But at this moment, waves suddenly rose in front of the house, and thousands of strands of sword energy converged on one point, instantly condensing into the shadow of a long sword and shooting towards the wind.