There was a loud bang.
The whole city heard it.
I don't know how many years of dust fell from the beams.
The people in the streets and alleys looked bewildered, not knowing what happened again.
The court officials who had just received the news from the south were shocked and speechless, wondering if another mountain had collapsed
The thunderous sound gradually faded away.
The huge dragon claw slowly retracted behind the clouds.
The formation of Xiangwang Mansion has been broken, and it has not been turned into ruins, and it is not far behind.
The wooden bridge was broken, and the dilapidated evening pavilion fell obliquely into the lake. The lake water kept pouring towards the shore, turning the yellow sand on the horse farm into a pool of mud.
There was smoke and dust everywhere in the palace, screams could be heard everywhere, and glaring bloodstains could be seen everywhere on the white walls and red tiles.
The orderly and depressing footsteps of the priests of the Li Palace came from the broken wall, and the situation became even more chaotic.
The flower hall in the depths is relatively quiet, and the building is relatively intact, except that there are two more holes in the corners.
Suddenly, a dazzling light radiated from the two holes, which looked like a sword.
The wall made of hard blue bricks is like a piece of paper, which is cut open with extreme ease.
The entire corner of the wall and the high eaves fell down neatly.
Clap clap!
In the crisp crashing sound, the bricks and eaves beasts with vicissitudes of life fell into pieces.
If you look carefully, you should be able to see the straight lines hidden in these fine pieces, and the flat edges that shine like gold.
The corner of the wall disappeared, and the figure was naturally revealed.
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to confirm the other party's identity.
The man was wearing a green shirt, but it wouldn't make people think of a young man with a thin green shirt, it would only make people think he was a servant.
Of course he couldn't really be a boy in Tsing Yi.
The old man quickly guessed his identity.
Except for that person, who else in the world could find such a perfect opportunity to strike a sword
Whose sword can be so fast and so ruthless that it can kill itself with one strike
The old Taoist said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to be half-sacred."
The boy in Tsing Yi is Liu Qing.
After Su Li left with that mysterious person, he became the most terrifying assassin in the world.
He was the only one who was already half-sacred, but still insisted on doing such shady things in the dark night.
Liu Qing did not answer the other party's question.
This is prudence and a professional habit.
The old man was a little displeased and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Then, his eyebrows were broken.
A bloody mouth appeared in the middle of his left eyebrow.
The bloody mouth was very small, and even looked a little delicate.
If it was broken by the sword, it can be imagined that the control of the sword in the subtleties was already close to God.
Blood soaked from that delicate wound.
The old man sighed and sat down against the wall.
More and more blood gushed out of that wound, and it even gave people a feeling of gurgling.
Liu Qing didn't look at it, his eyes were always on the hands of the old man.
This has been the case since the appearance.
The old man didn't hold a sword in his hand.
The sword had disappeared into the sky.
But he didn't let his guard down.
Because the old man always held his hand empty.
Until then, the old Taoist's fingers finally gradually spread away.
He stopped breathing for a long time, and finally let out a breath.
This breath was as hot as magma, like hot magma, instantly burning the snowflakes floating in the sky into blue smoke.
There was a chirping sound.
His gaze moved up and stayed for a moment on the old Taoist face.
The old man had already closed his eyes and was not breathing.
He finally really relaxed, but there was no joy on his face, but pale.
In order to kill the opponent, he also suffered serious hidden injuries.
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Without formations, without a real strong man like Lao Dao, Xiang Wangfu's defense only lasted for a short time in the face of the mighty power of Li Gong.
Li Palace soon took control of the entire palace, and by the way, also controlled the two adjacent palaces.
Hu Thirty-two confessed to his subordinates: "Don't startle those women in the back house."
The state religion finally attacked the royal family. No matter what happens afterwards, he should get enough benefits now. Some account books and some secret things are what Li Gong must get. How to deal with those people in the palace is another matter.
The bishop who was born in Qingyao Thirteenth Division and the bishop of magic in the palace are treating the wounded.
From time to time, the holy light can be seen in the ruins, and then moans can be heard.
Even the wounded in Xiang Wang's mansion will receive treatment, of course, the sequence must be behind the priests of the palace.
Taoist Si Yuan frowned slightly, and touched the slightly protruding belt with his right hand.
He disapproved of such an approach, but this was His Majesty's order.
The bottle of cinnabar pill in the belt was also given to him by His Majesty the Pope himself.
Even if the holy light technique can't save people, with this bottle of cinnabar pill, it should be difficult to die.
Of course, those who have died can never come back to life.
Taoist Si Yuan looked at the old Taoist by the broken wall with complicated emotions in his eyes.
The old Taoist was a little skinny and short, with disheveled white hair and blood all over his body.
No matter how strong a person is, he will appear weak after death.
He knew the origin and identity of this veteran.
This old Taoist was the object he and the King of Ling Hai feared the most beforehand.
In the past few years, Tiancai Palace has sent many people to watch Changchun Temple in Luoyang, especially this old Taoist.
As soon as the old Taoist left Luoyang, he and the King of Ling Hai knew about it, and reported it to Chen Changsheng overnight.
Chen Changsheng was practicing sword in the stone room at that time, and he didn't make any statement.
Until today, Daoist Si Yuan knew that His Majesty the Pope had already made arrangements.
His gaze fell on the old Taoist's broken eyebrow.
There is still a little sword intent left there.
The sword intent was like catkins that seemed to be broken, very subtle and clear.
Being blown by the cold wind, you will feel the coldness.
How terrible would that assassin be to kill this veteran
Thinking of the blue shadow in the depths of the wind and snow, he raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what is the relationship between His Majesty the Pope and Liu Qing
At this time, three people suddenly appeared in the ruins.
Taoist Si Yuan was not surprised, nor did he show a look of vigilance, obviously he knew the tunnel in the flower hall beforehand.
He bowed to the two nuns and said, "I have seen the two seniors."
Huai Shu said in a deep voice: "Since you are going to do something, why didn't you tell the saint beforehand?"
This rough-tempered and slightly irritable Taoist nun was obviously in a very bad mood.
If Taoist Si Yuan wasn't the state religious tycoon in charge of the church, I'm afraid she would be even more angry.
Taoist Si Yuan smiled wryly: "I only knew about His Majesty's arrangement before I came here."
Hearing these words, Huai Shu was stunned, even Huai Ren was a little surprised.
Taoist Si Yuan knew that it was difficult to explain clearly, so he stopped talking and looked at the other person.
With the help of three Taoists from Changchun, King Chen Liu still couldn't reach Luoshui, and he was still thousands of miles away from Hanqiu City.
His face was a little pale, and there were bloodstains on his body, but his expression was still calm as usual.
Taoist Si Yuan was a little impressed, and then once again felt that His Majesty's arrangement might be inappropriate.