The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 131 Unstoppable
Men and women are struck by lightning, their meridians are broken inch by inch, and they vomit blood and die.

Yi Qingchen jumped over the two corpses and rushed forward without stopping.

Anyone who blocked him was quickly killed by him with violent means, and the speed did not decrease at all.

The army formation several miles long passed by in a flash, and suddenly the front was empty.

The brigade of cavalry came quickly from both sides of the square, and the sound of horseshoes shook the sky.

Yi Qingchen glanced at her eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The distance between him and Chongtianmen is more than a hundred times the distance between the two cavalry, but this distance is not enough to support the cavalry to complete the encirclement.

Yi Qingchen didn't stop, his figure was like a flying cloud, and he ran towards the Chongtian Gate with all his strength.

As long as you cross the Chongtian Gate, you will be in the imperial palace. He has to step into the Chongtian Gate before the two cavalry encircle him.

Wu Lieha saw that the enemy was getting closer and closer to the Chongtianmen, and he was anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Shoot! Shoot me!"

Wu Lieha had a flash of inspiration, and shouted: "Everyone shoot for me, be sure to stop the thief in front of the Chongtian Gate!"

"But there are still us below..."

Wu Lieha swung his sword, cut off the head of that subordinate, and shouted sharply: "Anyone who doesn't obey orders will be killed immediately!"

The hearts of all the soldiers were shocked, and they hurriedly bent their bows and set up arrows, rushed down and shot.

At this time, besides Yi Qingchen, there are countless cavalry of the imperial guards outside Chongtianmen, this wave is really killing each other.

shhhhhh...

Countless black dots flew up from the cavalry of the Yuan army and the tower of Chongtianmen, rose into the air and then fell with a howl.

Yi Qingchen's figure was like electricity, and he galloped towards the Chongtianmen at high speed.

Yuan Bing couldn't lock his figure at all, but there was no need to lock his position.

Wu Lieha was sweating profusely, and shouted sharply: "The archers cover the entire square, shoot me!"

The arrows kept falling, covering all positions in the middle square from infantry to cavalry.

Arrows fell on Yi Qingchen's body one by one, like a storm.

Wu Lie laughed and said: "Okay, great, as long as you kill this traitor, I will ask the Holy One to reward you!"

Before the laughter was over, the lieutenant next to him whispered: "Commander, that man seems to have demonic skills to block arrows?"

"what……"

Wu Lieha was taken aback, looked intently and saw that the arrows that fell on Yi Qingchen seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, and slid to both sides one after another.

In just a short while, Yi Qingchen has already rushed into the gap between the two groups of cavalry.

At this moment, it is less than two hundred feet away from Chongtianmen.

"Monster, demon..."

Wu Lieha trembled all over, his face was pale, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

If you can't catch up with them in close combat, and you can't beat them from a distance, how can you fight this battle?
"General, Master Lingyuan is here!"

A lieutenant rushed up the tower and shouted.

Wu Lie was stunned for a moment, and then became excited: "Why did I forget the master Lingyuan, if you want to say that catching monsters depends on the master's ability, please ask the master to defend against the enemy."

He rushed to the left and right and said: "These Han people are useless, blowing air one by one. To say how powerful it is, it depends on the master of Tantric Buddhism. Last time I saw Master Lingyuan smashing a huge boulder as tall as a person with his palm, and there was a spell to dispel it." The evil ghost is really a master of Taoism. If he takes action, everything will be done!"

All the soldiers echoed and laughed a few times, relaxing slightly, but they still couldn't let go of their hanging hearts.

The lieutenant trembled: "Commander, Master Lingyuan is dead!"

Just now when Yi Qingchen rushed to the Chongtian Gate, a group of lamas came out from the small gate of the Chongtian Gate, the leader was an old lama with white beard and eyebrows.

"A monk of Tibetan Tantra?"

When Yi Qingchen saw them, he thought of their origins, and guessed in his heart: "Could it be that these monks are all disciples and grandchildren of Jinlun Fawang?"

"In the palace, trespassers die!"

The old monk Baimei didn't have the cultivation of a monk, and he opened his mouth to output: "The traitor quickly kneel down and be bound, otherwise no one under the vajra bowl will be spared."

"Mingjiao Yi Qingchen, following the heaven and the season, killing the tyrant!"

Yi Qingchen let out a long cry, and the voice turned into thunder and spread far away: "Today is the death of the tyrant, and those who stop me will die!"

After saying a few words, Yi Qingchen had already rushed to the lamas not far away.

buzz, buzz, buzz...

Dozens of monks threw the wheels in their hands at the same time, making dizzy magic sounds.

Those wheels are about the size of a flatbed truck wheel, and dozens of them smashed together have an earth-shattering power.

It's just that in Yi Qingchen's eyes, his power is not enough, even a little childish.

"act recklessly!"

Yi Qingchen jumped forward, tapped his toes on the wheel, and swept forward without stopping.

All the lamas were a little dumbfounded.

You must know that wheel throwing is their ancestral skill. After decades of practice, they have already mastered this skill to perfection.

There is inner strength implied in the wheel, if someone blocks or steps on it, the inner strength will definitely be involved and disrupt the action.

They have never seen a character like Yi Qingchen who treads on the wheel like walking on the ground.

Seeing this, the lamas hurriedly threw out the second wave of wheels, but unfortunately they had no chance.

Yi Qingchen has already broken into the group of lamas, dancing with his long whale sword.

The old monk stretched out both palms and said sharply: "The traitor takes over!"

The internal force was surging, and his cuffs were bulged up by the surging energy, as if he would burst open in the next moment due to the unbearable internal energy.

"Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong? Interesting."

Yi Qingchen dodges, and the long whale sword cuts obliquely, cutting a big gash from the old monk's neck.

Who is going to fight you head-on.

Afterwards, the swords of others merged into one, and in an instant, they swept over the remaining 20 feet and came to Chongtian Gate.

At this time, Wu Lieha's voice had just landed.

On the Chongtian Gate, Wu Lieha's heart jumped when he saw it, and he cursed: "I knew these wine and meat monks are unreliable, and the **** Lian Huangfei..."

boom.

The tower of Chongtianmen shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Burn him to death!"

Gritting his teeth, Wu Lieha yelled, "Pour kerosene into the tunnel and burn him to death!"

"General..."

The soldiers hesitated and said, "We are all closing the door, and we will be burned to death together."

Wu Lieha couldn't help being furious when he heard the loyal voice: "I'm giving orders, what are you talking about?"

At this critical moment, without even thinking about it, he swung his knife and beheaded that diehard loyalist.

"Burn it for me!"

Wu Lieha yelled: "If we die, we can still protect our family, and we will kill all the nine clans in the palace!"

But the next moment a desperate voice rushed into his ears: "The enemy has already passed the Chongtian Gate..."

Wu Lie was stunned, and then rushed to the opposite side of the tower, only to see a figure rushing towards the Daming Gate at high speed.

"So fast?"

Great fear arose in Wu Lieha's heart, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone will kill with me, and life and death will be honored and disgraceful!"

The shouts and killings from behind shook the sky, bows and arrows fell like rain.

Yi Qingchen didn't care a bit, because his speed was faster than the expansion of the range of arrows.

Every time he passed a level, the Yuan soldiers guarding the level were far away from him.

It's faster than it is.

Thousands of soldiers left behind are useless as long as they are not trapped.

There is no need to bother with them at all.

(End of this chapter)