At this moment, a horn sounded soaring into the sky, and the tens of thousands of forbidden troops attacking the Great Maitreya Palace finally broke through the defense of the Bailian monks, and came in from all directions.
In the face of Bailian Arhat's powerful skills, the Great Wu Imperial Army was killed and corpses were scattered all over the field, but under Huo Tingzun's leadership of the Imperial Army general Huhe, they still resisted the Bailian Arhats with their dense formation and huge number of people. breakout.
For a time, the inner three floors and the outer three floors of this vast square were crowded with White Lotus Sect and Great Wu Imperial Army, the number no less than 10,000.
Looking at this enemy like a swarm of ants, Ye Qingxuan sneered, gathered his whole body's energy into his right hand, pointed towards the sky suddenly, and plunged into the void, covering the entire square of Maitreya Palace like a dark cloud.
The experts from all walks of life who were fighting desperately on the ground suddenly felt a chill hit their backs. Huo Tingzun, Ren Linglong, Zhou Guangcheng and others looked up one after another, and the colorful brilliance radiated...
A dense rain of sword energy poured down, instantly covering the entire square.
"It's Ye Qingxuan's [Six Meridians Excalibur], run!" Ren Linglong dialed with both swords, and flew out to shoot.
Zhou Guangcheng had just resisted the broken sword energy, and when his right leg hurt, he was pierced by a big gun. He couldn't help but screamed in despair, "Ah! Ye, Qing, Xuan..." Before he finished speaking, he was shot by the surrounding guards. And Ye Qingxuan's sword energy pierced through the body.
Crackling...
The sword energy was like a rainbow like rain, and the ground was covered with dust and blood.
Just breathing, more than 3,000 White Lotus Sect and Great Wu Imperial Army were covered by the sword rain and fell down. The screams filled the entire square in an instant, and the corpses and wounded lay on the ground. ring.
The guards of Great Wu in the periphery were already terrified, and felt that the direction they were heading was suddenly empty. A large number of guards rushed to the square, armed with spears and knives, and slammed wildly at the Bailian monks who were still breathing on the ground.
Ren Linglong barely resisted a few times, but in the end she was outnumbered by two fists and four hands. She was smashed like a blood gourd by a group of forbidden soldiers. The corpse was even picked up by spears and swung with knives. Limbs and head were split apart.
The wild shouts went straight into the sky, covering up the warnings of the injured colleagues.
Some wounded who were crying and crawling out, before they could climb out of the square, the second wave of sword rain fell, wow...
The atmosphere at the scene froze, and then there were more miserable screams.
The second wave of sword rain was even more lethal than the first wave. A total of 3,000 forbidden soldiers were killed on the spot, and more than 2,000 forbidden soldiers were pierced through their bodies, crying and screaming.
"Ye Qingxuan—" Huo Tingzun did not enter the square, but saw Ye Qingxuan's fierceness, and quickly ordered all the troops to retreat immediately.
Wow...
The third wave of sword rain fell, and the screams in the square stopped immediately.
All the wounded were pierced through the vitals by this last wave of sword rain and died on the spot.
In three waves of sword rain, more than 10,000 people were killed by Ye Qingxuan's sneak attack. Among them, more than a thousand Bailian monks and the only surviving Bailian arhat were all killed, and the dead Wu Imperial Army also died on the spot.
In the whole battle, more than 35,000 Great Wu imperial troops were invested, and less than 5,000 survived in the end.
Several generals of the Forbidden Army surrounded Huo Tingzun to protect him from being assassinated, and fled crazily all the way.
The palace in the deepest part of the Great Maitreya Palace has been razed to the ground, and the corpses on the square are more than one foot thick, filling every corner of the square and the palace.
Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, followed the direction in which Zhu Wusheng and others were fleeing, and followed closely.
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Ye Qingxuan followed the pursuit route of Song Bieli and others as if watching the fire, and moved forward rapidly.
There are still many Great Wu Imperial Guards patrolling the periphery of the Great Maitreya Palace, and there are masters of the Imperial Army constantly jumping back and forth from the tiles or the ground to capture the escaped monks of the White Lotus Sect.
It's just that these innate masters are not even sure about Ye Qingxuan's figure, let alone obstruct it.
At this time, the Great Maitreya Palace was already full of thick smoke, which spread to the vast palace with the wind, and the surroundings seemed illusory.
Passing by, a group of ordinary believers of the White Lotus Sect seemed to be just ordinary people in the Great Maitreya Palace, such as sweeping the floor and cooking. There were men and women, old and young. There were three to five hundred of them. to one place.
The leader of the Forbidden Army issued an order, "Kill without mercy."
With the sound of bowstrings, nearly a thousand bows and crossbows were fired from behind, shooting the group of old and young people to the ground. die.
Ye Qingxuan flew through the woods, he already had a handful of leaves in his hand, he didn't stop, but his hands shook, those officers and soldiers of the imperial army who were slaughtering the believers, together with their leaders, got a leaf on their foreheads and fell down on the spot.
Fantastic followers of the White Lotus Sect hate and deserve to be killed, but these brutal imperial guards cannot be kept.
After crossing the top of the tree, Ye Qingxuan bounced straight up to a height of nearly fifteen feet. Only then did he realize that, except for the mountain where the Great Maitreya Palace is located, the entire Jiangning Mansion was plunged into chaos and a sea of flames.
It seemed that Holden had already received the news that Zhu Wusheng had fled, and was taking this opportunity to face the political opponents of the clerical faction in the Qing Dynasty and step up efforts to stabilize his regime.
Zhu Wusheng's escape direction was all the way to the south, straight into the direction of the Qinhuai River.
It seems that he is going to flee to Suzhou and Hangzhou with the help of water.
After all, compared to Jiangning Mansion, which is closer to Jiangbei, the Suhang area located in the core area of Jiangnan is the old nest of the White Lotus Sect. If Zhu Wusheng can escape there, those fanatical believers of the White Lotus Sect will definitely rise up and respond accordingly. Zhu Wusheng's appeal, by then, Zhu Wusheng will have the strength to challenge the Great Wu regime.
At this time, the Qinhuai River was in sight, and the painted boats on the far bank were arranged neatly, and travel was restricted. On the farther river, several warships were cruising back and forth. Obviously, Holden had already prepared, and even the navy had already mobilized to prevent anyone Escape from Jiangning Mansion.
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly in his heart, and was guessing what method Zhu Wusheng would use to escape from birth. At this moment, sword energy and saber energy suddenly exploded from the side of the alley ahead, and the fierce energy swept across the street, directly blocking him. Ye Qingxuan was on the move.
Ye Qingxuan stared at him dumbfounded, but it was Zong Xuan who was holding the red tasseled knife, and with a heavy slash, Song Bieli was forced to go ten feet away. deep chasm.
A street divides the two into left and right, Zong Xuan is on the left, and Song Bieli is on the right. Ye Qingxuan blinked and stood between the two, with Dao Gang 5 feet in front of his feet, and Dao Gang 5 feet away. It was Beiming Wudi with a demented face.
Beiming Wudi pointed at Ye Qingxuan with the famous sword "Yin-Yang Lishui" in his hand, and said sternly, "Ye Qingxuan, are you here to take this muddy water too?"
Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I said I was passing by, do you believe me?"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill—" Song Bieli's eyes were red, he grinned at Zong Xuan, shook his sword and charged forward.