Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 18 Assassination
When Xu Mochen left the gate of the palace, Tang Derun was waiting with several embroiderers.

The embroidered clothes envoy is said to be an elite guard, but when he meets a cultivator, he is the role of the lantern monster, so Xu Mochen didn't plan to bring too many people with him when he went out.

A large group of lantern monsters are just giving experience to each other.

After getting into the carriage, an embroiderer jumped up and waved his whip, and the carriage drove slowly.

The size of the capital is not small, and there is a certain distance from the imperial palace to the National Medical Center.

In broad daylight, you can't fly into the sky and escape at will.

In fact, the most important thing is that Xu Mochen is the emperor after all, so he shouldn't be too high-profile.

Therefore, the chosen route is relatively remote.

Tang Derun's consciousness is fully open, paying attention to all the movements tens of meters around.

Turning around an alley, suddenly there was a "chi" sound, and a ray of light rushed towards him.

Tang Derun's spiritual energy turned, and he flew out. He flicked his fingers out of thin air, and there was a sound of metal trembling, and a long sword flew out.

But he saw the long sword whirling in the air, and then a figure flashed, and the man and the sword separated.

"Sword cultivator?" Tang Derun concentrated his attention. Judging from the attack just now, the opponent's level is similar to his own.

If it is a sword cultivator, then in actual combat, he may even be superior to himself.

He couldn't help turning his head back: "Your Majesty."

"Go, don't chase after him." Xu Mochen knew it well, and hooked his fingers.

Today's assassination was within his expectation, but he didn't know how far his opponent would go.

But it shouldn't be so quick to kill.

Tang Derun was the only one who knew that Xu Mochen had entered the immortal way. Seeing that the emperor had a plan in mind, he no longer hesitated to leave.

As soon as Tang Derun left, Xu Mochen, who was sitting in the car, heard the sound of the wind outside, his consciousness swept over, and several embroiderers had been knocked down.

The horse suddenly started galloping, taking Xu Mochen along with bumps along the way.

Turning around several streets and alleys, he rushed towards a pond suddenly, and was about to fall into the pond, and the carriage disappeared out of thin air.

Xu Mochen in the car also felt strange. Although it was his first experience, he opened the curtain, only to see a wilderness outside, unlike the streets in the capital.

Xu Mochen knew that this was a place where the gods hid. He was still in the capital, but he had just arrived in another small world.

A common method used by immortal cultivators.

Before Xu Mochen could react, a surge of spiritual energy suddenly poured in, and the carriage was instantly torn apart, and even the horse burst into a cloud of blood mist.

Xu Mochen backed away quickly, but saw a figure quietly appearing behind him.

Ahead, there was another dagger hovering over.

Amidst the loud laughter of the person behind him, he tapped his finger, and a ray of light shot into Xu Mochen's back.

This is his unique hidden weapon "soul-fixing needle", and the three souls and seven souls of the immortal cultivators who are shot will be frozen.

"Emperor Dog, fall down!" Seeing that he was about to succeed, he retreated slightly.

Unexpectedly, Xu Mochen Niwan's magical powers and eight-phase condensed soul activated, and immediately corrected everything. The whole person looked precarious, but in fact he turned over, took the dagger in front of him and swung it out.

"Hiss—" The man behind him sprayed a line of blood from his neck, his eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief, and he fell straight down.

This person was too confident in his hidden weapon "soul-fixing needle", and never thought that Xu Mochen could fight back.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother Luo!"

A man and a woman shouted, Xu Mochen looked, and there were two people falling in front of him.

These three people are the disciples from the Wuji Sect.

The leader is You Yichen, the woman is Leng Ciqiu, and the one who was killed just now is the younger brother Luo Su.

You Yichen's face was livid: "Are you really the emperor of Daqian?"

Xu Mochen held the dagger: "It's a fake one."

impossible!Since ancient times, the Son of Heaven has not been able to get the fate of immortality and step into the immortal way.

Is there something wrong with the current situation, or the emperor used the fortune of the country.

However, there was no sign of national luck in that posture just now.

"Could it be Gu Wu?" Leng Ciqiu gritted his teeth.

They are monks in the Qi Refining Realm, if they meet the top masters in ancient martial arts, they may not be able to win easily.

You Yichen didn't answer.

"Brother, let me try!" Leng Ciqiu leaped out, a magical hole opened behind him, and a pair of golden cymbals flew out, "Emperor Dog, dare to kill my Wuji Sect disciple! Take your life!"

Xu Mochen is overjoyed, he likes self-declared family like you, saves a lot of lines.

The golden cymbals hovered above his head and slammed together, making a "clang" sound.

A sound wave fell, and the ground under Xu Mochen's feet cracked inch by inch, and his clothes bulged.

This is Leng Ciqiu's magical power of Niwan. In addition to the sonic attack, the golden cymbal also stimulates the mind.

Unexpectedly, Xu Mochen didn't change in any way, he rushed over with his whole body.

"It's an immortal cultivator!" You Yichen confirmed that Gu Wu couldn't even resist his supernatural powers, "Be careful, maybe it's his Niwan supernatural power."

Xu Mochen smiled: You're right!

Leng Ciqiu raised his right hand, and a cloud of purple mist exploded in the air.

Xu Mochen was not afraid of the poisonous mist at all, he rushed over, already in front of his opponent, and swung his fist hard.

Amidst his busy schedule, golden cymbals flew over to block Leng Ciqiu.

Xu Mochen's Dao source power in Qizang Divine Palace reversed Zhou Tian's continuous output, his fist was glowing, a blow directly shattered the golden cymbal, hit the front door, and the seven orifices spurted blood coldly, and the magical power behind him shattered .

"Junior Sister!" You Yichen turned pale with shock, the three of them were all at the Qi Refining Realm, and they thought it would be more than enough to deal with a mortal emperor, but they only met each other a few times, and all the juniors and younger sisters fell.

Xu Mochen is the emperor on horseback, and he will never show mercy in a life-and-death battle.

"Looking for death!" You Yichen became murderous, and also unfolded the magic power of Niwan, and flew out a huge peregrine falcon.

The peregrine falcon is made of spiritual energy and supernatural powers, it is extremely fast, shuttles back and forth, with sharp beaks and sharp claws, it brings out pieces of wind blades, and circles around in this area.

Xu Mochen refused to give an inch, and waited for the opportunity to move. A series of scratches appeared on his back, but with the blessing of the eight-phase concentrating soul, these wounds stopped bleeding quickly and healed slowly.

The more You Yichen fought, the more frightened he became. He was at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and his strength was higher than Xu Mochen's, but he just couldn't help his opponent.

What the hell is Niwan supernatural power?
Unreasonable!

He took a step back and quickly formed seals with his hands: "Then try my strange fire!"

The palm formation flashed, and he was about to activate it, but Xu Mochen disappeared in a flash before his eyes.

Seventh-order Taoist teleportation!

Xu Mochen had already moved behind him, stabbing the back of his neck with the dagger from top to bottom.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out.

You Yichen held onto the wound, tried his best to turn around and stare at Xu Mochen, and then fell down in horror.

In just a few tens of breaths, Xu Mochen killed three immortal cultivators in succession.

This battle actually brought a lot of surprises.

However, Xu Mochen didn't care. As the emperor in troubled times, what he valued was the result, the process was not important.

"The Promise Sect..." Xu Mochen looked at the gradually dissipating corpse, his eyes darkened.

A ray of light flashed in the sky, and someone split open the hidden space here.

Then another person jumped in, it was Tang Derun, the chief embroiderer.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he immediately understood everything here, and he was also secretly surprised.

I didn't expect His Majesty to be so fierce, and he did three at a time.

(End of this chapter)