Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 114

When Xie Chun hurried back to Tianzi, the imperial palace was already surrounded by the forbidden army.

The entire Suzaku Street was under martial law, and with his Vajra Mortal Realm, he absolutely couldn't break in.

Xie Chun had no choice but to return to Zhenwu Division.

Unexpectedly, Zhenwusi was also heavily surrounded by three thousand forbidden troops.

The Zhenwu Division divided some people into the Lanyuehou Mansion. Confucian Sword Immortal, Su Changhe and other masters were all defending the city gate. The remaining guards and soldiers combined were less than 200 people.

Xie Yuanfang led the 200 people to confront the [-] imperial troops.

This is the battle of Zhenwusi's life and death.

Xie Chun glanced at it from a distance, knowing that he could not return to the Zhenwu Division to die at this time, he had to report the situation of the Gyeonggi Daying to the Grand Tutor first.

Today is the first seven days of the White King, and the national teacher should be in the White King's Mansion.

Xie Chun turned his horse's head and ran to the White Palace.

The clouds are pressing down on the sun, and the way of heaven is ominous.

Qi Tianchen put the last roll of paper money into the brazier, and shouted: "Seal the coffin!"

The pitch-black coffin was slowly closed, and the servants started howling again.

After seven days of lingering, when it was time for the burial, Qi Tianchen was about to announce the opening of the coffin when Xie Chun rushed in.

"National Division!"

"Are you the long history of King Shunwu?"

"It's me. I'm under the orders of King Shunwu to report back. I have to meet the Grand Tutor, but now Tianzi has been controlled by the imperial army. Please help me enter the palace!"

The people in the palace were shocked, the forbidden army plotted against him, and King Bai could not be buried.

Qi Tianchen deduced for a moment with his fingers, and sighed: "Soldiers are coming, I didn't expect them to be so urgent."

Fei Xuan hurriedly asked: "Where is Xiao Luo and my senior brother?"

"His Royal Highness has gone to the Gyeonggi Camp, and Li Fanbing should assist in the defense at the gate of the city, lest someone in the city cooperate with the rebels inside and outside."

"Master, I'm going to help my brother."

Qi Tianchen nodded: "Go, the old man will bring Xie Changshi into the palace right now."

There are [-] forbidden troops in Tianzi City, originally commanded by Emperor Ming himself, but Emperor Ming was sick, the actual commander has been replaced by Lan Yuehou.

In the past five years, the commanders who were originally loyal to Emperor Ming either died or retired, and all those who were not dead or injured turned to Lan Yuehou.

At Yinshi, Zhang Wei surrounded the palace with [-] imperial troops.

Another [-] forbidden troops control Tianzi and Tu Mie Zhen Wusi.

Zhang Wei stood in front of the Tai Chi Hall, with Heiyaya's soldiers behind him.

Behind the Taiji Hall is the Jingtai Hall where Emperor Ming lived. As long as he rushed over and caught Emperor Ming, the war would be over.

However, a person stood in front of the Tai Chi Hall.

Coarse clothes, snow-white hair, this is an old man, but the old man's eyes are shining with awe-inspiring and inviolable light.

"Teacher, it turned out to be you."

Standing in front of the Tai Chi Hall was Grand Tutor Fan Huiming.

Taifu looked as usual, and said to Zhang Wei lightly: "Zhang Wei, if you retreat now, your parents and clan members will not die. If you go any further, your Zhang family and the nine clans will all be capital crimes."

The faint voice reached the back of the line, allowing the [-] imperial guards to hear it clearly.

The imperial army suddenly became agitated.

Most of the people were forced to come here, thinking that treason is a serious crime against the Nine Clans, many people backed away in fear.

Zhang Wei swallowed, the palm of the sword holding the sword was covered with cold sweat.

Grand Tutor Fan Huiming, a veteran of the three dynasties, has been in charge of the government for one year, and is a mythical existence in the hearts of the people of Beili.

Zhang Weiqiang calmed himself down. He didn't know how far the Taifu's state had reached, but he believed that one person would never be able to stop the [-] troops.

He turned his head, raised his breath and shouted to the imperial army: "The matter has come to this point, the brothers in the imperial army can only live and die together. Forward, we will seal our wives and sons; backward, we will never recover!"

The lieutenants, lieutenants and cronies under him immediately shouted along with him:
"Whoever captures Emperor Ming will be named Duke!"

"There is only one Taifu, brothers rush over!"

The extreme emotions ignited the fire of greed in the bottom of my heart, and the originally hesitant Forbidden Army suddenly became crazy, converging into a torrent of progress.

"Come on, kill!"

Seeing this situation, Fan Huiming's expression did not change, he pushed out his palms flatly, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the palace.

The wind gradually spread, forming a tall and thick hurricane wall, blocking in front of the imperial army.

The imperial army in front couldn't hold back, and hit the wind wall straight.

Bang bang bang.

The imperial army that bumped into it seemed to be hit hard, either it was blown aside, or it was crushed into powder by the imperial army behind.

The momentum of thousands of people failed to make Fan Huiming move half a step.

With one person, against ten thousand troops.

Zhang Wei was startled and frightened, but regardless of the life and death of his subordinates, he continued to shout: "Come on! Go on, he has no strength!"

The imperial army pressed forward like a tide, and Fan Huiming's true energy was broken again, and the wind wall thickened a few inches in an instant.

Several school lieutenants and cronies were rushed over by the forbidden army behind them, and were soon buried in the rebellion army, and even their bodies were trampled into flesh.

Countless screams came, and the corpses piled up higher and higher, and the front of the Tai Chi Hall was like a Shura field.

Zhang Wei hid on the side of the team, looking at the battlefield like a meat grinder, his liver and gallbladder were torn, his roar gradually turned into a mutter: "Come on, he is almost out of strength..."

After half an hour passed, the imperial army left more than 2000 corpses and finally stopped their advance.

The cold wind blows, the eyes are blood red, and the air is full of blood.

No one had the courage to rush over anymore, the army began to retreat slowly, and the people at the end of the team even exited the gate of the palace and ran out of the palace in a panic.

At this time, another person came to the gate of the palace.

He waved his big sleeves, and the dozens of imperial guards who fled screamed at the same time.

"Runners, kill without mercy!"

Zhang Wei was extremely pleasantly surprised: "Grandpa Jinqing, you are here!"

"waste!"

Jin Qing slapped across the face, making Zhang Wei's eyes stare.

"Fan Huiming has exhausted his true energy, let me charge forward!"

Looking at the dozens of corpses in front of Jin Qing, the retreating Imperial Guards were all scared out of their wits, and turned around again and rushed towards the Tai Chi Hall.

The army was even more chaotic.

Those who advanced collided with those who turned around, and countless imperial guards fell like harvesting wheat, and the screams shook the sky.

"Creating crimes, stop!"

At this moment, the national teacher Qi Tianchen arrived, he threw the whisk in his hand to the sky, and drew Tai Chi with both hands, forming a huge defensive formation.

The whisk slowly landed on the formation, the light flickered, and a Taiqing Talisman emerged.

Qi Tianchen formed a seal and said: "Hunyuan enters with one breath, and the dust of the two appearances opens. Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, get up!"

The formation was launched immediately, and the remaining forbidden troops were brought into the formation.

Jinqing said angrily: "Old-nosed old man, you also come to the troubled water!"

"Jinqing, good and evil are rewarded like a shadow, don't kill and commit crimes."

"You can't stop me, let alone all the armies."

The look of compassion on Qi Tianchen's face was even worse: "The old man does his best and obeys the destiny."

Seeing that the forbidden army had stabilized, Xie Chun took the opportunity to rush past the army and came to the front of the Tai Chi Hall.

Report to Fan Huiming in a low voice: "Teacher, Your Highness asked me to come back and report that the Gyeonggi camp has been controlled by Lan Yuehou, and he wants to go and take it back."

Fan Huiming's support until now is at the end of his strength.

He withdrew his palms, and said calmly: "Help me to the Jingtai Hall at the back. The current form of Tianzi must be known to His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)