The ground trembled, and Xiang Shu held the Shen Tiejian with both hands and rushed out of the hall. Feng Qianjun had no choice but to follow, only to see that thousands of troops and horses immediately stepped on the door of the hall and killed them towards the main hall!
Feng Qianjun: "..."
"Block it!" Xiang Shu shouted, then turned around, grabbed the huge red lacquer door that weighed thousands of pounds in the main hall with one hand, and pulled it down abruptly.
"Wow! Walk out the door!" Chen Xing said.
Xiang Shu carried it on his shoulder again, and pushed the wooden door towards the front of the hall on the school ground!
Feng Qianjun shouted loudly, but the voice was instantly drowned out by the charge, and what followed was that the two were completely dispersed by the black shadow warrior formation, and they had to fight each other.
Chen Xing, who was in the hall, was already floating in the swirling flames of resentment. His left hand pressed the weak heart lamp on his chest to protect his heart pulse, and his right hand pointed to the top of his head. The runes bursting with purple-black light in the air returned to the mirror one by one.
At the same time, in the present Chang'an, in the imperial study room, Fu Jian was talking in detail with the prince Ye Zhideng who came from the night.
"How to make Shulukong willingly hand over the purple scroll?" Fu Jian asked Wang Ziye.
Wang Ziye replied, "Why didn't your majesty give him an order directly? Why do you have to be around the corner? As a minister, it is your duty to pay tribute to the purple scroll."
Fu Jian was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have to admit, you are right, it's just..."
Wang Ziye said, "Does he dare, no, pay?"
Fu Jian smiled and said, "If I use force, to be honest, he really dares."
Wang Ziye said: "I remember, once upon a time, Your Majesty was never soft to anyone who dared to disobey the Holy Order, no matter Hu or Han."
Fu Jian said, "Dadan is determined not to move."
Wang Ziye said, "Can't move? He's just a courtier."
Fu Jian said: "He is not a courtier, he is a big chanyu."
Wang Ziye: "There are no two suns in the sky, and no people have two masters. In the whole world, is it the king's land, and the coast of the land is not a king's minister. Dare to ask your majesty, if Da Danyu is not a minister, what is it?"
Fu Jian stopped talking, and Wang Ziye smiled again: "The ancient alliance belongs to the past, and in the humble opinion of the minister, whether it is the ancient alliance, Da Chanyu, or Zijuan Jinzhu, there is not much need for existence. If His Majesty has the courage, he can make it go where it should go."
Fu Jian shook his head and said, "It's not the time, at least not now."
If Wang Meng was still alive, he wouldn't have persuaded Fu Jian like this, that's all, Wang Ziye is not Wang Meng after all, Fu Jian just felt bored and wanted to say a few more words and send Wang Ziye back.
In the dormitory, in front of Princess Qinghe, the yin and yang mirrors on the table began to vibrate wildly, releasing bursts of black mist.
In the world in the mirror, Xiang Shu and Feng Qianjun have been suppressed outside the temple gate.
"It hasn't been resolved yet?!" Xiang Shu shouted, "Hurry up!"
Chen Xing turned a deaf ear, closed his eyes, and drove the Yin-Yang Jian to rotate continuously, and the speed became faster and faster. Feng Qianjun shouted, "I can't stand it anymore!"
Xiang Shu and Feng Qianjun stood guard in front of the hall, and they could not count how many heads of the shadow warriors had been beheaded. However, after the heads were beheaded, the warriors crawled all over the floor, found the head and connected them, and they returned to normal after a short while. rushed towards them. Feng Qianjun had already dealt with it extremely difficultly, and finally his heart swayed, he shouted: "Da Chanyu! Go into the hall! Leave me alone! You all go! One is the one who escapes!"
The Shadow General once again assembled his team and was about to launch another round of charge.
Feng Qianjun gritted his teeth and held the Sen Luo knife horizontally, and black fire broke out all over his body.
Xiang Shu said in disbelief, "What are you going to do?"
In the blink of an eye, Feng Qianjun had already attracted resentment from the world, his body shook violently, and blood flashed in his eyes.
"Go back and stop my brother." Feng Qianjun said slowly, and then his eyes were completely covered by scarlet, and the black fire in the sky moved towards Sen Luo's knife!
Immediately, a cloudy wind rose from the ground, and black light erupted from the blade.
There are all kinds of things, and the stars are moving!
The divine sword that disappeared from the land of Shenzhou for nearly three hundred years, actually reappeared at this moment, but with the raging flames of resentment, it was replaced by the icy light of the sword. deeper darkness. The divine sword was reborn and turned into a magic blade. With Feng Qianjun's sword shadow drawn, a force of energy carried death and slammed into the charging black shadow warrior!
The encirclement was immediately emptied, and then, Feng Qianjun roared, holding the Sen Luo knife in both hands, and stabbed the ground.
A halo of black air was born on the ground, spreading wildly in all directions. Wherever it swept, the flowers, plants and trees withered and turned into pitch blackness. Then the earth bulged, the bricks and stones collapsed, and the layers advanced, and the living corpses rushed into the school grounds. The army all flew out!
Like a sleeping giant swelled its back, the roots of many trees are intertwined, and the giant roots like coiled dragons burst out from the ground, criss-crossing, rising, and flying, covering the entire school grounds. In the Weiyang Palace, and even in the city of Chang'an, millions of dead trees pulled out their roots and launched a massive attack on the living corpse army!
Xiang Shu: "Stop! Feng Qianjun!"
The pitch-black vines came and went, and began to seal the gate of the temple. Xiang Shu immediately drew his sword and slashed the Sen Luo knife in Feng Qianjun's hand. At this moment, Chen Xing finished casting the spell, and his heart light flashed!
The Yin Yang Jian rolled up a whirlwind, bursting out a strong suction, Chen Xing regained his consciousness, glanced at Xiang Shu's movements in a hurry, and before he had time to think about it, he pushed with both hands. Shining, slamming the Senluo knife in Feng Qianjun's hand!
The blood in Feng Qianjun's eyes dimmed, and then, in a flash of lightning, the three of them flew up at the same time and flew upside down into the mirror. Xiang Shu spun around in the air, grabbed Chen Xing, and the two rushed in. Feng Qianjun let out a roar, and was also caught in the mirror, followed by the Senluo knife that shot into the mirror!
The vines that sealed the door lost their resentment drive, exploded in the air, and disappeared, leaving the ground in a mess. As soon as the black fire of Yin Yang Jian stopped, it fell to the ground, rolled out of the hall, and landed under the steps.
The black armored general dismounted, walked slowly, and picked up the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Chen Xing was buried in front of Xiang Shu and shouted, but Xiang Shu was already prepared. This time, when he was sprayed out of the Yin-Yang mirror, he took a wrong step in the air, turned around, bent his left leg, kicked his right leg, stepped on the wall, Bow down to eliminate the momentum, another roll in the air, landing!
"Ah!" Chen Xing still shouted.
Immediately, Feng Qianjun was sprayed out by the Yin Yang Jian, and slammed into the pillar, making a loud noise, and fell softly.
In the imperial study, Fu Jian and Wang Ziye heard this loud noise at the same time. Fu Jian immediately got up and ran to the bedroom, followed by Wang Ziye.
Princess Qinghe held the Yin-Yang Mirror, opened her eyes wide, and looked at the three of them.
As soon as Xiang Shu rushed out, he immediately opened the sword, and when he found out that it was Princess Qinghe, Fang heaved a sigh of relief.
Chen Xing was dazed and said, "What is this place, eh? Why is it here? Princess? You... why is the mirror in your hand?"
Princess Qinghe replied: "You have been missing for nearly a day and a night! Your Majesty is so anxious to send people to look for it, but no one can find it. I don't know where to find this mirror."
Princess Qinghe frowned deeply, looking at the yin and yang mirror in her hand, then looking at Chen Xing and Xiang Shu, Xiang Shu put the sword in the sheath, Chen Xing gasped a few times, and walked towards Princess Qinghe.
Princess Qinghe: "You...you..."
"Give me the mirror," Chen Xing said. "I'll explain it to you later."
Princess Qinghe approached Chen Xing and handed him the mirror.
"How did you... escape from the mirror?" Princess Qinghe said.
Chen Xing suddenly realized that something was wrong, Xiang Shu shouted, "Bow your head!"
Chen Xing lowered his head subconsciously, but Princess Qinghe was faster than him. The left hand holding the mirror was placed under Chen Xing's rib, wrapped around him, and wrapped around his neck.
Chen Xing: "..."
Xiang Shu rushed in one step, only to see Princess Qinghe's body motionless, and a black qi emanated from her body, hitting Xiang Shu's chest with a bang, knocking him upside down, flying out, and falling to the ground.
Feng Qianjun was in a coma after being sprayed out of the mirror. He was lying on the ground. The Sen Luo knife was firmly nailed to the beam. The only person who could restrain Princess Qinghe was Xiang Shu.
Chen Xing never expected that Princess Qinghe would make such a move, and even Xiang Shu was unprepared. He was hit by an old injury on his rib. He endured the severe pain, grabbed his sword, and stood staggeringly. Certainly.
Princess Qinghe showed a dagger in her right hand and touched Chen Xing's neck.
Chen Xing suddenly screamed: "Ice! Ahh! This dagger is so icy!"
Princess Qinghe: "..."
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Chen Xing: "Can't you be hot and put it on my neck?!"
Princess Qinghe said sternly: "Da Chanyu, don't move five steps away from me, I know you are good at martial arts." As she spoke, she stabbed the dagger slightly into Chen Xing's neck. The dagger was infused with mana, and the whole body appeared pitch black. As soon as he exerted force, Chen Xing would be stabbed in the opposite direction on the spot, blood spurted from the neck, and there was no way to survive.
"Aiya! Aiya!" Chen Xing called out immediately, "It hurts! Sister! Don't be so rude, everyone is a decent person..."
Princess Qinghe tightened her arms and said coldly, "Shut up!"
Xiang Shu said solemnly: "You raised the living corpse? What is your intention? What is your relationship with the Feng family?"
Princess Qinghe took a deep breath and said slowly: "Da Chanyu, you are too busy with your own business. You bumped into it yourself. No wonder I. If you ignore this child, there will be nothing more to do."
"The assassin that night was indeed sent by you," Xiang Shu said in a dangerous voice, "I still doubted for a long time, why did Jiantou kill an exorcist who had no grievance against him."
Chen Xing was surrounded by Princess Qinghe's neck, but she felt that her strength was extremely strong.
"You... I knew..." Chen Xing was almost out of breath, "I was so anxious to kiss me, I really didn't feel at ease..."
Princess Qinghe tightened her arms again and sneered: "You are dying!"
In an instant, Princess Qinghe's whole body burst out with black energy, surrounding herself and Chen Xing, and in the black gas, she slowly floated up, Chen Xing's neck was about to be broken, and she could no longer speak.
"Provide conditions." Xiang Shu said solemnly.
Princess Qinghe said: "Put down your sword, raise your hands, and retreat to the door."
Xiang Shu turned around, came to the front of the temple, put down his heavy sword, raised his hands, and slowly stepped back.
Princess Qinghe's hand loosened slightly. Chen Xing hugged her arm and said in a state of being held hostage: "Guardian, be careful not to trip over the threshold behind you."
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When Xiang Shu retreated to the door, Princess Qinghe immediately shouted: "Someone! There are assassins! Come on!"
Fu Jian never liked to have people guarding the door when he went to bed. The guards were all patrolling the imperial garden and the long corridor. At this time, they heard the sound, and they all gathered outside the bedroom. However, the accident happened too quickly. Xiang Shu and Chen Xing flew out of the mirror. It was less than a few words before Princess Qinghe suddenly turned her face.
Chen Xing said again: "run away, come back later to save me..."
In just a short while, Xiang Shu thought that if he left, Princess Qinghe would immediately stab Chen Xing to death. It was already quite clear that Princess Qinghe, Feng Qianyi and the people who planned the living corpse secretly were obviously a group. Yes, it is more likely that they are the masterminds.
Chen Xing hurriedly signaled Xiang Shu to leave quickly, and at this moment, the dog sleeping behind the screen rushed out silently, and then bit on Princess Qinghe's ankle.
Princess Qinghe suddenly shouted, Chen Xing struggled immediately and broke free. Then Xiang Shu threw himself on the ground, grabbed the epee, and turned over. Princess Qinghe threw the dog and stabbed it to death. Xiang Shu's epee had arrived in front of you.
"Broken!" Chen Xing saw that Princess Qinghe possessed a yin and yang mirror, and she must be able to drive the magic weapon, so she made the heart lamp shine to help Xiang Shu break through the grievances, and the epee in Xiang Shu's hand lit up with strong light, and the black mist was exhausted with a "swoosh". Retreat like flames melting snow. Princess Qinghe was dazzled by the white light, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes!
Xiang Shu was caught off guard before, suffered a dark loss, and even knew that he should not be neglected. This shot was either your death or my death. He used his sword to do his best, and the black energy broke. First, he hit Princess Qinghe in the chest, and then another sword. Slashing diagonally, Princess Qinghe was spraying blood from her mouth in midair, her ribs were all broken, her seven orifices were bleeding, and she hit the wall! Yin Yang Jian also flew out and fell to the ground.
At this time, Fu Jian arrived in a hurry, and just happened to witness the scene of Xiang Shu killing Princess Qinghe with a sword.
Everyone was stunned, even Xiang Shu was stunned. When he made the second sword, he realized that something was wrong. When the black energy was withdrawn, the opponent had no resistance. , it's not enough to stop.
"She... she..." Chen Xing rushed forward and shouted, "Wait!"
Princess Qinghe was lying on the ground, her lips slightly pursed, her mouth was full of blood.
"I just want to... report for the Murong Clan..."
Chen Xing raised his head blankly and looked at Xiang Shu. Xiang Shu immediately turned around and stood in front of Chen Xing, facing Fu Jian outside the hall, and Tuoba Yan and the guards who came with torches.
The dog whimpered, crawled towards Chen Xing dragging the blood trail, and licked his hand with difficulty.
"Xiang Shu?" Chen Xing said, thinking that this is a big trouble. When Fu Jian arrived, he didn't know if he saw the scene of Princess Qinghe's black anger.
Since Qinghe died, Xiang Shu immediately regained his senses and looked at Fu Jian defensively.
"Want to hear an explanation, or to take revenge?" Xiang Shuchao said solemnly, "The lonely king will accompany him to the end."
Fu Jian suddenly felt nothing, let out a heart-piercing scream, and rushed in with his bare hands!
Outside the bedroom, Xiang Shu was holding Chen Xing, Chen Xing was holding the dog, they smashed the wooden window together, and fell into the imperial garden with thousands of debris.
The arrow flew, and Fu Jian rushed out from the breach, only to see that Xiang Shu hugged Chen Xing and turned his back outside the palace wall when the sky was white.
"Shulukong!" Fu Jian roared with grief and lost his sense, "I swear by the head of the Xiang! I will make you pay with blood!"