"Now, it's your turn!" Song Shizhong curled his lips into a cruel smile, and slapped Murong Xue with his palm: she is the smartest among them, and she will definitely die.
Just now, Gong Qianyu and the hidden guard guarded her tightly from left to right, and it was inconvenient for him to make a move. Now, Gong Qianyu and the hidden guard were seriously injured, and Wuxia took her into consideration, so he could send her on the road.
The power of the palm was as fast as the wind, and it was about to hit Murong Xue, when a snow-colored figure suddenly descended from the sky, wrapped her arms around her waist, and pulled her aside, stretched out her long arm, and directly met Song Shizhong's palm, only Listen to 'Bang! ' With a sound, the ground shook violently, the snow-colored figure stood still, and Song Shizhong was shocked back two or three steps.
Song Shizhong's face was gloomy, and he raised his head to look at the person who came, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes: "Ouyang Shaochen!"
"General Song!" Ouyang Shaochen looked at him indifferently, his obsidian-like pupils were a little bit cold and indifferent, Ruyu's hand was lightly supporting Murong Xue's waist, without any intention of letting go.
Song Shizhong's sharp eyes narrowed suddenly: "She is yours."
"You shouldn't have done anything to her!" Ouyang Shaochen answered irrelevantly. The sharp coldness in his eyes made Song Shizhong frown. What do you want? Kill General Ben and vent your anger for Murong Xue?"
He had tried the palm just now, and Ouyang Shaochen had high martial arts and profound internal energy, and the poison on his body had just been cured not long ago, and his martial arts and internal energy had not yet recovered to their peak, so he was shocked to retreat. However, he His martial arts are recovering rapidly, and it is not so easy for Ouyang Shaochen to defeat him!
"Don't worry, General Song is a general in southern Xinjiang. Let's solve the civil strife in southern Xinjiang first. If the civil strife is resolved, General Song is still alive, and then slowly settle our accounts..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, The sound of no wind and no waves does not carry any emotion.
Song Shizhong narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "What do you mean..."
"What he means is that you are a criminal subject of Nanjiang, and you should be handed over to Nanjiang first." A cold male voice rang out, and a dark blue figure descended from the sky with a stern face and sharp eyes. Southern King.
Song Shizhong narrowed his eyes suddenly: "Why are you here?"
Before he rebelled, he clearly ordered people to set up a large formation around the Zhennan Palace, trapping the Zhennan King in the Zhennan Palace, making him unable to take half a step, and unable to lead the army to disrupt the major events they planned...
"Because of Ouyang Shizi, General Song's formation is indeed very powerful, but in front of Ouyang Shizi, that formation is completely vulnerable!" Zhennan Wang said casually, his eyes and brows were full of ridicule.
Song Shizhong's sharp gaze was like a sharp arrow, and he shot at Ouyang Shaochen: It turned out that he ruined his own event, it's really hateful...
"Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong!" The sound of fierce fighting sounded, and thousands of armored soldiers rushed in, fighting with Song Shizhong's men. The sound of fierce fighting was accompanied by streaks of blood splattering.
Song Shizhong's face was gloomy and terrifying: He obviously deployed a large number of troops outside the palace, how could so many soldiers rush in...
"Plop!" A figure flew over suddenly and slammed heavily at Song Shizhong's feet. Song Shizhong looked down and saw Song Shiren lying on the ground, his face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. A horizontal line and a vertical line were covered with scars, and bright red blood overflowed the wound, staining the moon-white military uniform red...
"Song Shizhong, the 50,000 people who instigated the rebellion have all been subdued. The leader Song Shiren was captured alive. You can't turn the situation around. Just capture him obediently!" Zhennan Wang's cold command sounded in his ears.
Song Shizhong's eyes froze, the great cause of their plan has just begun, is it going to fail? No, they haven't failed yet, they still have a chance to succeed!
With a cold look in his eyes, Song Shizhong pulled out the sword at his waist, and stabbed Zhennan King mercilessly: the emperor was seriously injured, the prince was seriously injured, and the entire Southern Xinjiang royal family was left with only one stumbling block, Zhennan King. There is no one in the royal family who can compete with them, and they can justly ascend the throne as King Fu Rui...
The sharp long sword is getting closer and closer, and it is about to stab Zhennan Wang. The corner of Zhennan Wang's mouth curled up into a cold smile: He intends to let them live, but they are stubborn and stubborn. Don't blame him for being cruel...
With a flick of his wrist, the long sword in his hand came out with all his strength, and with a burst of icy light, he met Song Shizhong's long sword mercilessly...
Wind blows afterimages, leaves fall, cold lights flicker, and light and shadow continue!
Song Shizhong, the long swords in the hands of King Zhennan met in mid-air, shining brightly, the sharp sword aura made people's cheeks hurt, and the swift moves dazzled people!
Murong Xue couldn't help admiring secretly. She thought that Gong Qianyu and Gong Qianze's martial arts were already high enough, but unexpectedly, Song Shizhong and King Zhennan's martial arts were two steps higher than them. They are really masters among masters. A famous general in southern Xinjiang, with extraordinary martial arts...
"Are you okay!" Qingyue's voice rang in her ears, Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, raised her head, and met Ouyang Shaochen's deep pupils, her figure was clearly reflected in the dark pupils.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally: "Fortunately...how did you know I entered the palace?"
"Wuhen is by your side!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was flat.
Murong Xue blinked, okay, Wuhen is the hidden guard of Xiaoyao Palace, he has a special contact method with the hidden guards, so he can be sure of his location at any time...
Speaking of Wuhen, Murong Xue suddenly remembered that he had been severely injured by Song Shizhong, and quickly looked up, only to see Wuhen sitting on the ground with his eyes slightly closed, exercising his skills and breathing, two secret guards of the Xiaoyao Palace, one on the left A guard on the right was beside him.
Murong Xue secretly heaved a sigh of relief, Wuhen had already taken the wound medicine, and would soon be safe and sound. She looked sideways at Gong Qianyu, and saw him leaning against the wall, coughing lightly, his face was pale and bloodless, and a wisp of blood flowed down Slowly flowing from the corner of the mouth...
This is... He suffered a serious internal injury!
Murong Xue's eyes were fixed, and she was about to step forward to heal his wounds. A hidden guard of the Xiaoyao Palace stepped forward and handed him a pill. The faint fragrance of the medicine permeated the room. medicine…
After taking this pill, Gong Qianyu's internal injuries are almost healed, and she doesn't need to give needles...
Murong Xue blinked her eyes and looked at the battlefield again, only to see a rebellious soldier beheaded, corpses lying in disorder outside the imperial study, piled up into hills, the thick smell of blood spread quickly in the air …