Four black lines, like thunderbolts piercing the sky, shot towards several people.
Zhou Ting was helpless. As a magician, especially a magician whose level is not too high, every time she casts a spell, she needs a period of chanting and corresponding hand seals. All of this requires her to have a few seconds.
This is possible only if she has a certain amount of reaction time, but the other party obviously doesn't intend to give her such a small amount of reaction time.
In just the blink of an eye, several expressionless killers appeared in front of her. Zhou Ting could even feel the steady breathing from the other party at this moment. The other party was very professional, and they had definitely carried out assassinations more than once.
The timing, speed and indomitable momentum of their attacks made Zhou Ting give her judgment extremely quickly and accurately.
Her eyes closed gently, and her originally panicked heart became calm. Zhou Ting suddenly discovered that when death came, she did not seem to be as afraid as she had imagined.
However, after a long time, she still did not wait for death to come. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes in surprise. In front of Zhou Ting's eyes, she could clearly see the appearance of the palace. In this short time,
In just a short moment, the griffon had already glided a considerable distance.
There was a little confusion in Zhou Ting's eyes. She turned her head and saw Yunhao and the others still sitting quietly on the back of the gryphon, as if they had never moved, which made her even more confused.
Could it be that everything that just happened was just a dream?
Zhou Ting couldn't help but think, but then she threw this thought out of her mind. Everything that just happened was so real, how could it be a dream.
The Alliance Army's base was right in front of her, and she was not left with too much time to think about this issue. Zhou Ting took a deep breath, patted the griffin's head twice, and signaled the griffin to get down.
This griffin has cooperated with Zhou Ting many times, and the griffin is already very familiar with Zhou Ting's orders. At this moment, Zhou Ting just patted the griffin's head lightly, and the griffin took the initiative to slow down and move toward
It fell down onto the building below.
On the back of the griffon, Yunhao spread out his clenched palms. The black cloth quickly turned into powder in his hands and disappeared from his sight with the strong wind.
A cold light flashed in Yunhao's eyes. Everything happened so fast that a person of Zhou Ting's level could not even notice it.
The moment the four men in black took action, the dragon wing behind Yunhao suddenly appeared, and then his entire body disappeared in an instant.
Almost in an instant, he had already fought with four men in black. In each fight, he used ten percent of his fighting spirit. The powerful fighting spirit was like a burning flame, burning the four black figures into pieces.
It disappeared into nothingness, leaving only a few burnt pieces of clothing scattered in the wind.
These guys have all reached the level of great sword masters, but compared with Yunhao, they are far behind. The gap between great sword masters and high-level sword spirits has exceeded imagination.
Even Yunhao himself was a little surprised. The last time he was at home, he stimulated the potential in his body because of his anger, so as soon as he took action, he killed these ten sword spirit masters in an instant.
This kind of pleasure of killing the same level. After he gradually woke up, he gradually realized that the life of ten masters of the same level was lost with one strike. While the death aura brought him great progress, it also made him feel something.
Some uneasiness. Does such a rapid advancement in strength have no side effects on my body?
While Yunhao was thinking, the griffin was already circling and landing in the palace.
Zhou Ting jumped off the gryphon with ease, and Yunhao and others also looked at the moonlit palace.
This is the outer courtyard of the palace. There are numerous marks of bombardment on the tall walls. Occasionally, you can see houses reduced to ruins. This scene made Yunhao frown slightly.
Zhou Ting pointed to these collapsed buildings, smoking ruins and dilapidated stone walls, and said with a wry smile: "The strong men on both sides have clashed in this place many times, so the palace has become like this.
"
After walking for a while, a few people came to a relatively narrow passage. Suddenly, two neat rows of soldiers suddenly appeared from behind the walls on both sides. They all held strong blue crossbows in their hands.
The arrows were aimed at Yunhao and the others like poisonous snakes.
Looking at the countless heads that suddenly appeared on the surrounding walls, Zhou Ting quickly explained to both sides: "Don't shoot arrows! We are one of our own!"
Behind one of the walls, a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes was revealed. The man glanced cautiously at Zhou Ting, and then at Yun Hao and the others. His eyes were full of vigilance and caution, and he asked: "
Zhou Ting, who are these guys behind you?"
"They are our young master's friends. They are coming to help us deal with the Ghost King Palace this time!" Zhou Ting explained patiently. Although the current palace has gathered forces from all parties, it is the royal territory after all, so
The inspection and security of the imperial city are also carried out by royal personnel. If this guy is offended, Yunhao and the others will probably be blocked from the door.
The middle-aged man is called Chong Qianchi, and he is one of the core disciples of the royal family. He is responsible for the security around the imperial city alone, so he has to be more careful.
The people behind Zhou Ting all had indifferent expressions on their faces, as if the thousands of poisonous crossbows under her were like air, and their expressions did not change at all.
How could he know that before a few people came here, they could already feel the spiritual energy fluctuating behind both sides of the wall. Such exaggerated spiritual energy fluctuations, not to mention the sword spirit, even a strong high-level sword master
, can also have obvious induction.
A suspicious look flashed on Zhong Qianchi's face, and he said in disbelief: "Zhou Ting, what if they are traitors sent by the Ghost King Palace?"
Zhou Ting became a little anxious and said in a louder voice: "Impossible! Will you let us in, Zhong Qian Chi?"
Zhong Qianchi shook his head firmly and said: "You can go in, but they can't. If you want to let them in, you must let Fengkai come out to pick them up in person, so that I can believe it."
Zhou Ting understood a little. It turned out that this person who weighed a thousand feet still couldn't trust her. She snorted coldly at the latter, then turned around with an apologetic wry smile and explained: "Yunhao, please wait here, I will
Let’s go find our young master now.”
Yunhao waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will be waiting for you here."
Watching Zhou Ting's back leave, Chu Jingyun glanced at the soldiers on both sides with some annoyance, and couldn't help but muttered: "I really don't know why we have to succumb to them, can't we just go to the Ghost King Palace to solve it?
"
Before Yunhao could speak, Xiaolan had already said: "Brother Chu, you can't think like this. The Ghost King Palace is not a sect consisting of one person and two people. They have a large number of disciples. With the strength of a few of us, we want to bring these sects together."
It is simply impossible to kill all the disciples, and those disciples who escape will be a source of trouble in the future. Only with the help of the power of these combined sects, can we hope to completely destroy the Ghost King Palace."
Looking at Chu Jingyun who was thoughtful, Xiaolan turned her head and smiled brightly at Yun Hao, and said, "Am I right?"
Yunhao's face turned slightly red. He was not as meticulous as Xiaolan thought. He originally just wanted to help Fengkai get through the difficulties, but he didn't expect that his decision would have other important meanings after being analyzed like this by Xiaolan.
"Yunhao!" From a distance, Yunhao saw Feng Kai, a big fat man, running towards this side tremblingly, and he couldn't help but smile.
Waiting for Feng Kai to run over, Yunhao punched him and said jokingly: "You seem to have gained a lot of weight after not seeing me for a year?"
Fengkai raised his head proudly and said arrogantly: "Of course, I don't want to look at my appetite, brother..."
Halfway through the words, Fengkai suddenly remembered the business. His little eyes swept across the soldiers on the wall, and finally stopped at the man in black clothes.
My friend, you can let me go."
"If anything happens, I need you, Master Feng, to take care of it!" Chong Qianchi said with a smile. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Yunhao and the others did not seem to be good people.
Feng Kai curled his lips, ignored Zhong Qianchi, turned to Yun Hao with a smile and said: "You guys have come a long way, let's go, I will pick up the wind and wash away the dust for you..."