Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 374

Prince Zhu Xiaojian has always been bold and reckless, completely different from his father Guangxi Emperor Zhu Cihong's cautious character.

Seeing someone broke into the palace to assassinate the king, he not only showed no fear, but clapped his hands and laughed loudly:

"Haha, I thought there was a lot of battle, but it turned out to be just a charlatan who jumped into the gods. How dare you come to Chengqian Palace alone to assassinate me? If you catch me alive, I will interrogate myself, see Let's see if this guy is a lunatic from Xinzhai, or a killer sent by Yuqing Palace!"

As soon as the words fell, a red-clothed lama beside him jumped forward first, and slapped the shaman's chest with a "big mudra".

When he made a move, the Sanskrit sound was loud and deafening in the hall, and the precious light and Buddha shadow appeared and disappeared. Those with lower cultivation levels suddenly felt that the real energy was not running smoothly, as if being suppressed by a thousand-weight boulder.

This move alone shows that the lama has at least the level of alchemy true immortal level.

But in the face of the earth-shattering true method of Tantric Mahamudra, the shaman did not dodge or evade. He stretched out his left palm, his hair came first, and with a twist, he clasped the lama's wrist lightly, and took advantage of the situation to gently move towards the lama. Pressing down, there was only a "click", the lama's wrist bones were smashed, and he fell to the ground with a muffled sound, howling loudly in pain.

The shaman took advantage of the situation and kicked him under the ribs, picked him up in the air like a football, and fell to the ground. When he looked at it again, half of his body was bloody and he hadn't breathed.

This strike was like a thunderbolt of stars, and it was indescribably fast. The lama was considered a well-known master of the Uzbek Esoteric School, but he was defeated with just one move. Even many strangers present did not see clearly how the assassin subdued him. his.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Seeing the shaman's high abilities, the crowd didn't dare to neglect him any more. Several figures rushed forward and besieged him.

These people are Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect, some use swords, some use talismans, forming a trap, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to prevent the assassins from approaching the prince, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

Outside the trapped formation, there are still many highly skilled aliens watching, ready to make up for the gap at any time.

The shaman was surrounded by many people, but he was not afraid at all, pointing to and fro in the crowd, shuttling indefinitely.Although there are many enemies with one enemy, not only did they not suffer a loss, but they also firmly gained the upper hand.

If it weren't for the fact that these Maoshan Taoist priests all have the strength of real immortals and the blessings of various talismans, they might have been broken out by him long ago.

Xin Ziqiu saw it clearly, but was shocked in his heart.

The shaman's method of knocking down the lama just now is a very special technique of using force and force. It is not an ordinary grappling technique, but it is obviously a small hand return in Japanese Aikido.

Based on that move alone, he was still a little skeptical, but the opponent fought with the Taoist priests for a long time, and he didn't hide his martial arts skills at all. He could see clearly and was quite sure of the assassin's true identity.

This guy is not a shaman at all, he is obviously that little devil Masahiko Shimadzu!
He actually sneaked into the imperial city and took the risk to assassinate the prince, what was the reason?
Could it be that he, like Aiden, has become the "heart fast" in the mouth of Jian Tiansi?

What is even more puzzling is, what does this guy have to do with Zong Jing? How did Jian Tiansi get the news of the assassination in advance?
This series of mysteries kept flashing through Xin Ziqiu's mind, but even though he was extremely clever, he couldn't figure out the ins and outs of it for a moment.

But this is not important, since Masahiko Shimadzu took the initiative to show up, and at this time the enemy is out in the dark, it is a golden opportunity.

If it is used well, it will definitely hit the little devil severely. Even if it can't kill him, it can still weaken his fighting power to the greatest extent.

Thinking of this, Xin Ziqiu temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and took a step back. The innate Wuji true qi evolved and changed, hiding his true aura, and at the same time he took out a small seal from his bosom.

Then, he clenched his fists tightly, and the shallow pattern in his palm glowed faintly without anyone noticing...

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Just as the fighting was going on in Chengqian Palace, the Hall of Thousand Souls in Lama Temple was also extremely lively.

At three o'clock in the unitary hour, the sky is getting dark, and the time for ghosts to travel at night has arrived.

The dense fog rose outside, and the ghosts seemed to have received some kind of order, attracted by the fog, and rushed towards the outside of the Hall of Souls.

But as soon as they rushed out of the entrance of the hall, they found that the surrounding scenery changed for a while, and somehow they returned to the hall again, as if the space they were in had become a closed circle, no matter which direction they left, they would return to the original point again and again .

Seeing this situation, Han Yan sitting on the central throne finally couldn't hold back, and jumped up, unable to hide the horror on his face.

Because of the reason for this strange phenomenon, there can only be one.

That was Xu Xingzi who was sitting in the middle of the hall with his eyes closed, his whole body exuding golden light.

With her strength and insight, she has already noticed that it seems that the entire Hall of Thousand Souls has been pulled into a distorted dimension. Although it looks like it is still in the Forbidden City, it is actually isolated from the world and has become a place of its own. closed loop.

As a result, the huge palace has turned into a gorgeous prison. Only the power of rules can do such an incredible thing. Unless there is a great supernatural power who masters the secrets of space, no one can leave.

"Monk, what do you want to do?"

Hanba scolded loudly, but there was a hint of helplessness in his voice, which seemed to be harsh and indifferent.

The monk in front of him looked young, but he had great powers. He trapped all the ghosts in the Hall of Thousand Souls by himself, and even she couldn't do anything about it.

This kind of ability had to impress her, maybe it was a wrong decision for her to ignore it before.

Xu Xingzi opened his eyes and said lightly:
"Monks don't tell lies. The poor monk has already said that he only wants to find someone, so he has to make such a bad plan and ask the fairy to help him."

Hanba gritted his teeth:

"Little master, how about we take a step to talk?"

Xu Xingzi smiled slightly:
"I can't ask for it."

As he spoke, a figure separated from the golden light, stepped forward slowly, and made a "please" gesture towards Hanba.

Han Yan saw that Xu Xingzi was surrounded by countless ghosts, but he still looked calm and calm, so he couldn't help admiring him, sighed, led him into the inner hall, and asked after laying several sound-proof barriers:
"Little master, Jin Yazhang has already reported your identity to me. I can also guess who you are looking for. But please forgive me, you are just an outsider, and you will stay in our world for four or five days at most That's all, why should the leader condescend to come to see you?"

Xu Xingzi adjusted his glasses:
"'Leader'? So, you are really controlled by someone?"

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(End of this chapter)