It was raining heavily, with lightning and thunder. A man in white with a strange golden mask on his face was standing on Suzaku Street in the Imperial Capital City. With a sword in hand and two heads in hand, he blocked the way of Lin Qingtian's motorcade.
The horses in Lin Qingtian's motorcade were restless and unable to move forward, while the man walked towards Lin Qingtian's motorcade step by step.
On the Three Saints Pagoda a few hundred meters away, Yan Liqiang's sharp eyes pierced through the heavy rain and darkness and were firmly locked on that man, or more precisely, on the two heads in that man's hands. As that man approached Lin Qingtian's convoy step by step, the two heads in his hands were also swaying, giving Yan Liqiang a sense of déjà vu.
"Who dares to block the Prime Minister's way?" The guard in front of Lin Qingtian's convoy yelled at the man.
The man acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued walking step by step through the rain towards Lin Qingtian's convoy. All the horses in the convoy became agitated and no longer listened to anyone's commands. No matter how the guards on horseback whipped them, the rhinoceros horses just wouldn't obey.
Suddenly, with a rhino horse's neighing, a standing rhino horse suddenly knelt on its knees, almost throwing the guard on the horse off. Starting from this rhino horse, the horses in the entire caravan began to kneel down one by one in the heavy rain, not moving. The order of Lin Qingtian's caravan suddenly became chaotic.
Yan Liqiang had never seen such a scene before and was stunned.
There was still silence in the four-wheeled carriage that Lin Qingtian was riding in.
More than twenty guards of Lin Qingtian jumped out from the rhinoceros horses that were kneeling on the ground, leaped several feet, drew their weapons, roared, and moved as fast as lightning, like a big net, stepping on the puddles on Suzaku Street, and rushed towards the man in white with murderous intent.
Those who can serve as Lin Qingtian’s guards are at least masters above the level of martial artists. Those guards who rushed towards the man in white are naturally very skilled and they cooperate well with each other.
When the twenty or so expert guards around Lin Qingtian rushed to more than thirty meters away from the man, the man in white gently moved the sword in his hand.
Slash with a sword!
Don't kill anyone!
Cut the rain!
The raindrops flew out, turning from soft to hard. The brows of the twenty or so guards who rushed over together turned red, and all of their heads exploded instantly. In the blink of an eye, there were more than twenty corpses on Suzaku Street. The scarlet snow and brain matter were all over Suzaku Street...
The sky and the earth flashed white, and a loud thunder roared. In Lin Qingtian's convoy, everyone's faces turned pale, without any trace of humanity left. In front of such a level of cultivation, the so-called martial artist-level masters were just like ants and could not withstand a single blow.
"Lin Qingtian..." A deep and old voice with infinite murderous intent came from behind the mask. Then the man in white threw the two heads in his hands towards Lin Qingtian's carriage.
In the hands of the man in white, raindrops can kill people, let alone those two heads.
The two heads that were thrown out were like two cannonballs.
With a loud bang, the entire carriage of the four-wheeled carriage that Lin Qingtian was riding in was shattered!
The two heads were floating in the air several meters in front of the carriage. Lin Qingtian stood inside the carriage, stretched out a hand, his eyes flashing, staring at the man in white clothes and a golden mask.
It was not until this time that Yan Liqiang could see clearly that the two heads floating in the air were pale, with sunken eyes, and only skin and bones left. They looked sinister and they were none other than the Twin Devils of Heaven and Earth.
That year, he followed Sun Bingchen to escort Ye Tiancheng to Beijing, and they encountered the Twin Devils of Heaven and Earth in Huizhou City. The Twin Devils of Heaven and Earth easily took away the heads of Ye Tiancheng and the Prince's Groom Master in front of everyone, giving Sun Bingchen and the Emperor a warning. Yan Liqiang still remembers the majesty and ferocity of the Twin Devils of Heaven and Earth, because that was the first time he met two truly top masters. But what Yan Liqiang did not expect was that the heads of these two people appeared in the hands of the man in white.
"Who are you?" Lin Qingtian's eyes were as sharp as lightning as he stared at the man in white with a golden mask on his face.
"He's just a disciple in Yuluo Palace!"
Lin Qingtian's eyes narrowed suddenly.
Yu Luo Palace, it turned out to be the most mysterious and unknown of the four major sects. Yan Liqiang was shocked. Although Yu Luo Palace was one of the four major sects of the Han Empire, no one knew where the mountain of this sect was, who the heir of this sect was, and the heirs of Yu Luo Palace almost never walked around in the martial arts world, but every few decades or hundreds of years, there would be a heir of Yu Luo Palace appearing, doing something shocking, and then disappearing. It had been at least sixty years since the last time a heir of Yu Luo Palace appeared in the martial arts world. Yan Liqiang remembered the rumors in the martial arts world that the last time a heir of Yu Luo Palace appeared, he destroyed the Blood River Sect alone, shocking the world.
Why would the people in the Yu Luo Palace want to attack Lin Qingtian
Countless questions arose in Yan Liqiang's mind.
"You dare to attack the Prime Minister of the Han Empire, aren't you afraid of death?"
"The Yu Luo Palace exorcises demons and defends the way of justice. They draw swords for the people and never know what fear is!" The man in white raised his sword and pointed it at Lin Qingtian. His voice rumbled on Suzaku Street in the night. "The evil demon put on human skin and became the prime minister of the Han Empire. This is the greatest misfortune in the world!"
Lin Qingtian's eyes turned cold instantly and he took action to rescue the situation!
With a pinch of his five fingers, the heads of the two evil spirits floating in front of him shattered into countless drops of blood and broken bones, which pierced through the rain curtain like countless arrows and shot towards the man in white.
The man in white with a sword!
The rain curtain shattered, the blood arrow shattered, and the carriage under Lin Qingtian's feet shattered!
Lin Qingtian flew up into the air with both hands spread out like a giant owl, and then punched out again. The wind from his fist exploded like thunder on Suzaku Street...
The heavy rain within a radius of 100 meters suddenly stopped, shattered, and splashed in all directions. Under the tremendous pressure, the raindrops in the air disappeared, and the accumulated water on the ground was shaken up and flew into the air.
The man in white strikes with his sword again!
The sword light rose like the scorching sun in the darkness, and the sword energy was as vast as the sea, rolling towards Lin Qingtian!
The collision of fist and sword!
There was a loud bang, like a thunder exploding above Suzaku Street.
Within a radius of 100 meters, the bluestone floor of Suzaku Street suddenly sank, with countless cracks extending from the stone slabs. The shops on both sides of the street, as if they were built with sand, collapsed and shattered. The rain in the air flew in all directions, spreading out like a white shock wave. The guards and guards who followed Lin Qingtian all gushed blood, their bones were broken, and their bodies softened as they fell to the ground...
Even though he was on the Three Saints Pagoda a thousand meters away, Yan Liqiang felt the tower beneath his feet shake!
Half of the Imperial Capital was alarmed by this attack.
Yan Liqiang's face changed suddenly. This is the power of a top strong man. It is really too terrifying!
Boom boom boom…
A series of thunderclaps sounded on Zhuque Street. The Three Saints Pagoda under Yan Liqiang's feet shook like an earthquake, and dust fell from the wooden beams on the top of the pagoda...
In just a few breaths, half of Suzaku Street had disappeared, and then the two figures, entangled at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, flew towards the outside of Imperial Capital...
Yan Liqiang gritted his teeth, carrying a bow on his back, and jumped out from the Three Saints Tower, chasing after the two figures. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the rain and darkness...
(End of this chapter)