The weather was good, the cold moon was dim, and the night was dark. Meng Qi and the other three were lying on the wall, quietly waiting for the change in the direction of Qinzheng Hall.
Time passed little by little, and suddenly, there was a loud noise from the Qinzheng Palace, as if the roof collapsed and the beams collapsed. Then, a dull sound erupted, like two palm winds driven by strong internal forces colliding together.
Meng Qi could vaguely see paper flying on the windows of Qinzheng Hall and candlelight flickering.
Such a big movement was naturally sensed by the guards guarding the Taiji Hall. They raised their swords and held their swords, looking slightly nervous and alert. Many people rushed to the Qinzheng Hall to help, and the scene suddenly became a bit chaotic.
Just when Meng Qi and the others were about to take this opportunity to sneak into Tai Chi Hall, the leader of the guards shouted loudly, stopping the guards from their spontaneous impulse.
He said loudly: Our duty is to protect the emperor. Even if the landslide and the earth are in front of us, we cannot leave our posts without permission. Brothers, please don't fall for the enemy's plan to attack the east and attack the west. If the right minister needs help, he will send the message.
Being able to become a leader and lead people, what the emperor and right minister like is that he is calm and good at keeping things calm.
The guards returned to their positions one after another, looking outside warily, their eyes focused, not missing any slightest movement.
Meng Qi's heart sank. In such a situation, even if he had the magic of transfiguration, he couldn't even think of sneaking into the Tai Chi Palace. After all, these guards were all considered top-notch masters. The worst they could do was to open their eyes. It can directly interfere with their senses. Otherwise, just relying on the weak spirit to wrap the whole body and ignore it will not be very effective.
Sure enough, the enemy cannot be regarded as a fool. Meng Qi took a breath and transmitted the secret message to Luo Shengyi, the second plan.
During the previous discussion, they were not careless. They deduced all possible situations and made plans respectively. The current situation was also expected.
Luo Shengyi nodded gently, and slowly distanced himself from Meng Qi under the cover of the obstacles on the wall. Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu followed the wall to the back of Tai Chi Hall.
Taking advantage of a dark cloud passing by, Luo Shengyi slipped from the wall and hid under the railing. Then he popped out the pebble in his hand and hit the fire extinguishing tank on the other side with a loud bang.
The guards all looked over.
Luo Shengyi jumped up and took advantage of the chaos to rush into the palace as fast as a galloping horse. Almost blending in with the shadows under the firelight.
The leader of the assassin guard was calm and calm, and was not completely distracted by the pebbles. Suddenly he spotted Luo Shengyi and shouted loudly.
Amidst the clang of weapons, the guards moved and gathered around.
Luo Shengyi took a deep breath, touched the beam with his toes, turned around and pounced on the leader of the guards, and punched out with his right fist. It seemed simple and simple, but his strength and punching style were constantly changing. It is elusive and difficult to grasp.
This punch was so strong that it filled the pupils of the guard leader, giving him the feeling of being overwhelmed by a mountain. His legs could not help but tremble slightly.
His boxing skills have already become small and he is very proud of his artistic conception.
Poof, a guard standing in front of the leader was hit by a fierce fist as soon as he drew his sword. Blood spurted from the mouth and flew out.
Luo Shengyi's fist did not stop. In the eyes of the guard leader, it seemed that there was only one fist between heaven and earth.
The leader of the killing guards opened his hips, twisted his waist and swung his arms, and all his strength and energy were integrated into his right fist. Attack instead of defense
boom
The fists clashed, making a loud noise and strong winds. The leader of the guards took three steps back with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth and a bloody mess on his fists.
But it was this punch that slowed Luo Shengyi's momentum. The guards rushed over, and people on the roof and in the distance also began to unfurl their bows and cock their crossbows.
How could Luo Shengyi find himself in a desperate situation? He flew backwards with the help of the fists clashing. He touched the beam with his toes and rushed straight to the wall. He pressed his left hand and jumped over.
Whoosh whoosh, as soon as he disappeared from the top of the wall, sharp arrows were shot at him.
This time, many guards chased after him, doing their duty to capture the assassin. The leader of the guards was boiling with anger and blood, and it was difficult to stop him.
Just when the leader of the guards called out that there was an assassin, Meng Qi moved, threw his flying claw, grabbed it on the eaves, pulled hard, and took advantage of the chaos to fly over.
Ruan Yushu left the wall and hid in a nearby garden, waiting to pick up Meng Qi. Once the guards started searching and Meng Qi hadn't come out yet, she caused chaos again.
The three of them each performed their own duties, which was exactly the plan they had discussed before.
Meng Qi flew to the door of the apse, pressed it with his left hand, shattered the secret lock, and stepped in.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of him. They stood near the door of the hall, unmoved by the chaos outside, holding their swords cautiously, but he did not expect someone to push the door open and come in directly.
It was really a layer of defense. Meng Qi's heart was calm, he tiptoed a little, and his body movements suddenly accelerated, like a ghost.
When we got here, we were very close to the house where the old emperor was unconscious. His plan was to force his way in and defeat the slow ones.
Anyway, I don't want to assassinate him, I just want to confirm his condition. When the time comes, whether it is to pop stones or knock the mountain to shake the tiger, there will be a way to do it, and I will have time to escape before the encirclement.
Meng Qi dodged in front of the two guards and stabbed with his long sword, which was crooked and completely violated the principles of swordsmanship.
The tip of this sword changed erratically, but it was known for its speed. It struck last and struck first, stabbing the two guards in the throat before they could lift their swords to intercept.
They subconsciously flashed, swung their swords, and there was an assassin's cry waiting to come out in their throats.
Meng Qi's long sword suddenly changed from stabbing to swinging, and with a flash of sword light, the two guards covered their throats. He He fell to the ground, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.
In less than two moves, they were dead on the spot, unable to even scream that there were assassins.
Meng Qi couldn't help but sigh. As long as he didn't encounter a master above the quasi-human pinnacle in this world, Dugu's Nine Swords could quickly resolve the battle without the need for Ananda's sword skills.
After the two guards fell, Meng Qi used Seize the Wind, which swept through the hall like a strong wind, and flashed into the corridor. In front of him were four masters guarding the door, which was the Ziji Pavilion where the old emperor was sleeping in a coma.
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he suddenly turned the golden bell with all his strength. His shoulders sank and he hit the wall hard.
After practicing the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong Qi Accumulation Chapter for a period of time, his strength has greatly increased, and the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover is already the entrance. Between the flashes of dark gold, there is a dull bang, bricks and stones fly across the wall, and there are more A large human-shaped hole.
Hum, you guys guard the door, I'll walk the wall
save time
But there is something wrong with this style of painting. It seems like the humanoid tank Meng Qi flashed into Ziji Pavilion, raised his toes, and a stone flew up, about to hit the dragon bed, forcing the old emperor to react, confirm his condition, and then He was able to escape before the four masters guarding the gate could react.
The stone flew out and was about to fall on the dragon bed, hitting the old emperor sleeping in the shadow. Suddenly, a hand as white as jade with a magical luster stretched out and flicked the small stone away with his fingers.
A middle-aged scholar in splendid clothes and jade robes walked out from behind the screen beside the dragon bed with a smile. He was handsome, with gray hair on his temples, and had an indescribable evil charm.
Evil Lord Meng Qi stretched out his swords and narrowed his eyes. He actually appeared here. He had expected traps and enemies, but he never expected that the enemy would be him.
Evil Lord Guan Ying looked at his right hand with a smile on his face, as if everything was under control and he was swaying freely, but Meng Qi felt indescribable fear, and the fighting spirit suddenly arose in his heart. Evil Tribulation Bingque each assumed a posture, and his spirit was released. , harmonious with the surrounding environment.
In this kind of confrontation between qi and machine, Meng Qi did not dare to escape at will. When the time comes, the qi and machine will be connected, and he will surely receive the peak attack of the evil king. However, due to his escape, he cannot exert 50% of his strength.
After part of his spirit was attached to the sword, Meng Qi felt that they had become an extension of his body. With the help of them, his mind reflected the vague situation nearby, and he could vaguely grasp the movement of Evil Lord's true energy.
The four masters at the door were unaware of the situation inside.
It turned out that they had been restrained by the Evil Lord without any movement. The Immortal Seal was terrifying, and the Evil Lord was equally terrifying. Meng Qi and the Evil Lord looked at each other without any fear.
It gradually became quiet outside, and the guards were completely unaware that two people had sneaked into the emperor's palace.
The old ghost pretended to be dead and laid out a huge conspiracy, but he misjudged people's hearts and made it self-defeating, so he had to die for real. Evil Lord turned his head and pointed at the retired old emperor, as if chatting with Meng Qi about everyday things, showing a leisurely and comfortable demeanor of a master.
Don't you know that most villains die from talking too much? Meng Qi cursed and looked at the dragon bed. He saw that the old emperor's face was gray, his skin was swollen, and his orifices were bleeding. He had been dead for an unknown amount of time.
Now that the conspiracy is safe for the time being, Meng Qi also wants to find out about this matter.
Evil Lord smiled leisurely and said: Although the old ghost is neglectful of actual combat, he has no shortage of resources and secrets, not too big or too small, and he is considered a master. How could he be so prone to stroke and coma
This is what it should mean. The emperor of this kind of martial arts world does not necessarily have to be world-famous with martial arts, but at least he should have a certain level of strength. Not to mention the need to prevent accidents and assassinations, he only needs to strengthen his body and have obvious effects on longevity. , making it difficult for the emperor to refuse the temptation of practicing martial arts, Meng Qi was not surprised by this.
So he pretended to be unconscious. Meng Qi asked in a deep voice.
The evil king shook his head: No, the old ghost is getting older, but he has not enjoyed enough. He always wants to live longer and strengthen his body. At the beginning of the peace talks, the young master of the Jiang tribe had already fled to the capital and found Wang Derang. , took refuge in the old ghost and told him the last whereabouts of the Holy Lord.
He got the relic of the Holy Lord, a strange crystal crystal condensed by the Holy Sect's method of reversing the essence and the Buddhist relics. However, because he was eager to absorb it in order to improve his strength, strengthen his body, and delay aging, he couldn't bear it for a while. , and then passed out.
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