The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 312

Kyoto.

Royal Palace.

Imperial Forest Army camp.

"Who the hell are you? Report your name! Do you know where this place is?!"

Someone among the rebels pointed at Xiao Jun and asked sharply.

"A murderer."

Xiao Jun looked at more and more people, and said lightly with a sneer.

Hearing Xiao Jun's words, the surrounding rebels froze for a moment, glanced at each other, and pulled out their weapons almost at the same time.

"Presumptuous! Now that you're here, save your life!"

Someone yelled, holding up the weapon in his hand, and was about to issue an order.

But at this moment, Xiao Jun, who was originally motionless, suddenly rushed out like lightning, rushed straight to the rebel who seemed to be the leader, and threw a punch, hitting the man's chest!

Xiao Jun's speed was too fast, so fast that the rebels had no time to react, let alone dodge.

Amidst the muffled groans, before the rebel had time to give an order, Xiao Jun's fist had already hit him hard in the chest, followed by a mouthful of blood, his chest collapsed instantly, his eyes rolled, and he looked Then he fell down straight.

Before this person fell to the ground, Xiao Jun had already changed his direction, and killed the next person. While his fists and feet were flying up and down, people kept falling at his feet.

Ordinary martial arts masters are not Xiao Jun's opponents, not to mention these soldiers who can only fight, they may be better at attacking cities, but when it comes to killing people, in front of Xiao Jun, they are just a group of lambs at the mercy of others.

It didn't take long for Xiao Jun to kill a bloody road. After a burst of sneering, Xiao Jun had already jumped onto the wall and disappeared into the night.

From the beginning to the end, no one had come into contact with Xiao Jun, and no one had even had time to make a move. However, dozens of corpses had been added to the camp, and blood once again stained the ground red.

The first floor of the world.

When Xiao Jun rushed back to the branch hall in the capital, Chu Fei and the others had been waiting for a long time, Xue Muhua also appeared in the hall, and had already treated Guan Hongfeng.

Seeing that Xiao Jun returned safely, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it? Is the injury serious?"

Xiao Jun glanced at Guan Hongfeng, looked at Xue Muhua and asked.

"There is no fear of life. Although the injuries seem to be serious, most of them are external injuries. The internal injuries are not serious. You should be fine after a few days of recuperation."

Xue Muhua said slowly.

"I'm afraid I don't have time to rest."

Xiao Jun shook his head, turned around and looked at Guan Hongfeng.

"General Guan, do you want to save Da Song from danger?"

Xiao Jun looked at Guan Hongfeng and asked seriously.

Guan Hongfeng froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"I am willing!"

"Okay, I need you to go to the defenders outside the city to rescue soldiers, tell them what happened in the palace, expose King Zhao Yiqin's illusion, and let them send troops to rescue him!"

Xiao Jun looked at Guan Hongfeng and said seriously.

"Have you found the Qilin soldier talisman?"

Guan Hongfeng frowned, looked at Xiao Jun and asked.

"No, that's why General Guan went there in person, because among all the people here, only your identity can be recognized by the defenders."

Xiao Jun shook his head and said.

After hearing Xiao Jun's answer, Guan Hongfeng couldn't help frowning.

"How? Can it be done?"

Xiao Jun stared at Guan Hongfeng and asked in a deep voice.

"I can only try it!"

Guan Hongfeng gritted his teeth and said.

"You can't try, it is necessary. If you want to turn defeat into victory, the defenders must send troops. Success or failure depends on one action!"

Xiao Jun said seriously.

"Okay! Even if I kneel down and beg them, I will definitely let them send troops to rescue me!"

Guan Hongfeng clenched his fists and said firmly.

"Okay! Zilong, you go with General Guan. No matter what, you can't let General Guan get into trouble!"

Xiao Jun nodded and said loudly to Zhao Zilong.

"Yes!"

Zhao Zilong bowed respectfully and replied loudly.

Immediately, Zhao Zilong and Guan Hongfeng left the first floor of the world, and took advantage of the night to get out of the capital city.

Not long after the two left, Xiao Jun and Chu Fei also left the branch hall and sneaked into the palace again.

Now, it's time to save the prince. Since Zhao Yi and the 20 army outside the city cannot be defeated in a short period of time, we can only save two people as much as possible. Everyone, he can't be the emperor of Song Dynasty.

The Yulin army camp was full of people.Everyone surrounded a young man with an angry face, all of them lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

The young man was none other than Zhao Yi who had arrived after receiving the news.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Zhao Yi's face was extremely gloomy, and the anger in his eyes was ready to burst out, and he was about to explode.

"So many people have been killed, you don't even know each other's identity, what are you doing?! A bunch of trash!"

Zhao Yi stared at his subordinates standing around him and shouted angrily.

No one spoke to him, and no one dared to look up at Zhao Yi's expression at this time.

"Who is the chief guard on duty tonight?"

Zhao Yi suppressed his anger and asked coldly.

After the words fell, a trembling soldier slowly walked out of the crowd and came to Zhao Yi, with his head bowed deeply and his shoulders trembling.

"Your Highness, it's me"

The man said in a trembling voice.

"Why AWOL!?"

Zhao Yi asked angrily.

"me."

The man was trembling, but he couldn't find any suitable reason to excuse himself.

With a "cang clang", Zhao Yi suddenly pulled out the knife pinned to his waist.

"Your Majesty"

Before the man could finish speaking, Zhao Yi had already cut off his neck with a flash of the knife.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help taking a step back, feeling terrified.

"From now on, if anyone dares to make the same mistake, I will cut him apart! Do you understand?!"

Zhao Yi asked sharply.

"Yes!"

The rebels responded in unison. Although their voices were not high-pitched, no one dared to neglect them.

Nourish your heart.

Teams of patrolling soldiers shuttled outside Yangxinluan, with almost no gaps at all. Judging by the number of people, there were thousands of them.

Torches and lanterns illuminate the entire Yangxin Luan brightly, as if it were daytime.

This is where Song Zhezong and Zhao Jingxuan are, but their identities at this time are no longer the emperor and prince of the Song Dynasty. As for whether they will be in the future, it depends on which way the gears of fate turn.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly rushed towards the gate of Yang Xinluan, as if he hadn't seen the hundreds of patrol teams in front of the gate at all, as if entering a land without people.

"who?!"

A loud shout came, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Immediately afterwards, all the patrolling soldiers pulled out their weapons and rushed towards the unexpected visitor.

But it was strange to say that the man in black turned back before rushing to the front, fled quickly, and even left with his foot on the stone slab in front of Yang Xinluan's gate.

"Follow me!"

After hesitating, someone among the patrolling soldiers yelled, and then half of the patrolling soldiers chased them out.

In the darkness, another figure hidden in the darkness couldn't help but sneered.

quietly.

(End of this chapter)