Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 472 I am a deity, mass production of grade nine is not too much
"You missed a place, Prince Duan's Mansion."

"Prince Duan's Mansion?"

Chen Pingping, Yan Ruohai, Yan Bingyun, and Deng Ziyue, the chief clerk, were all stunned. They had never thought that the second prince Li Chengze would collude with Xiao En...

The eight generals of the palace were dead, the remaining retainers were dismissed, and even the second prince's disciples in the court were in a situation of leaderlessness and each acting on their own. Everyone thought that Li Chengze was finished, but no one expected... At the critical moment, the second prince Li Chengze actually played such a trick.

"Second Prince, you actually plotted treason... You committed a heinous crime!"

Yan Bingyun gritted his teeth and said that he wished he could chop off his head with one blow.

As a prince, he actually betrayed his father and the interests of the country, and was servile to Chu Pingsheng, a barbarian from the Western Hu. This can be said to be a heinous act and is despicable.

His situation is similar to Zhu Ge's. He believes that since he was born in Qing, he should be loyal to Qing and put the interests of Qing first, even if it means sacrificing his life for it.

Sean looked at him coldly and ignored the idiot.

Yan Ruohai thought about it seriously and felt that it was understandable. The Second Prince was originally disliked by Li Yunqian because of the crimes of sending assassins to intercept the diplomatic envoys and joining forces with the Northern Qi nobles to smuggle goods. At the celebration banquet for the prince, how to deal with the second son became the fuse for the fierce confrontation between Li Yunqian and Chu Pingsheng. If Master Bai Feng and his apprentice died, Li Chengze would definitely not end well. The most lenient punishment would be to be expelled from the capital like the eldest princess who betrayed Yan Bingyun. This sowed the seeds for Li Chengze's rebellion.

But the question is, what are the benefits of joining Chu Pingsheng? Is it better than being a local tyrant in your own fiefdom? Is Li Chengze so sure that Chu Pingsheng will not abandon him?
"My lord, go!"

Just at this moment, a resolute shout came from the east, awakening Yan Ruohai and Chen Pingping who were lost in thought. They turned their heads and saw Fan Xian stumbling towards them, holding his chest, spitting blood as he walked.

Perhaps realizing something was wrong in front of the Supervisory Office, Fan Xian walked a few steps along the wall of the East City Military Barracks and then stopped. Behind him, a black shadow flew out and knocked over the blue brick lampstand with a bang.

Yan Bingyun recognized at a glance that the black shadow was Gao Da, the leader of the Tiger Guards.

Is it possible...

Roar!
As a roar was heard, a white shadow rushed over from the south of the intersection and pressed heavily in front of Gaoda, shattering the blue bricks and sinking his feet to the ground.

It was the white ape beside Chu Pingsheng, which was known for its ferocity.

Gundam wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spat at the white ape.

"Bah! Damn beast."

Lanling Wang suddenly grabbed his throat, crossed his hands and lifted them up.

The man and the monkey had their backs to the gate of the Overwatch Council. It was difficult to make out the details due to the angle, but from the shadow on the ground, it seemed that the head that was originally supported on the body was now in the hands of the white ape.

"Gundam!"

Fan Xian yelled in anger, his Qi affected his injuries and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on Bai Yuan and Fan Xian, Chen Pingping pressed the expansion button on the wheelchair.

The shotgun was prepared by him for Li Yunqian. It would be a waste to use it on Sean, but... there was no other choice at this time.

Whoosh.

A dark shadow passed across the sky.

Chen Pingping looked down and saw an iron claw with a chain clamped on his wrist. The other end of the chain was in the hand of Jiu Yue Ba, the deputy commander of the Sword Guards. Then a huge force came and his body was pulled out of the wheelchair and fell forward, followed by a cold light that stung his eyes.

Swish!
My wrist felt cold.

When I looked up, I saw that my hands had been separated from my body.

Sean stood there holding the knife, the tip of the knife drooping red and dripping with his blood.

"Do you think Chu Pingsheng doesn't know the secret of that chair? Twenty years ago, I crippled your legs. Twenty years later, I will cripple your hands, Chen Pingping..."

Halfway through saying this, Fei Jie, who had fainted in the back, suddenly moved.

Drop yo.

There were several objects shaped like firecrackers on the ground, rolling to the left and right, hissing... beams of flames came out, and a pungent yellow mist spread out.

Fan Xian, who was standing at the north wall of the East City Military Barracks, knew that this was Fei Jie's signature poisonous fog. Once a person inhaled it, they would lose the ability to move within three breaths. If they could not take the antidote within half an hour, their internal organs would rot and they would die.

He lay on the ground for so long, hiding it from everyone, just for this moment of reversal.

only……

As coughing sounds were heard and the sword guards fell to the ground one after another, a slight sound of clothes was heard in the air, and two people flew into the air and landed gracefully.

No, that's not right.

It's not two people, it's one person carrying another person.

Fan Xian's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was very familiar with this person, so familiar with him that he wanted to tear him into pieces.

Chu Pingsheng!
That shot didn't kill him?

As one toe touched the ground, followed by the slowly flattened instep and heel, and the slowly falling green shirt, the poisonous fog that filled the field suddenly shrank inwards, and then spread outwards with a whoosh. The strong wind blew the blood, broken bricks, swords, sleeve arrows, and Chen Pingping's severed hand on the ground...

In less than a breath, the poisonous smoke was swept away.

The sword guards affected by the poisonous fog took out a black porcelain bottle from their arms, poured out a pill and put it into their mouths, then stood up one after another after a few breaths.

The poison that Fei Jie was so proud of...was cured just like that? !
Chu Pingsheng's sword slashed slightly, and Yan Ruohai felt a strong wind blowing, blowing his hair and lifting his official uniform. Fei Jie, who had just given him the antidote, had his clothes shattered, and various bottles and jars fell to the ground. With a line of blood appearing on his throat, his head tilted back and fell to the ground. Dean Fei... just died like this?

Facing Chu Pingsheng, Deng Ziyue found himself like a frightened mouse. His legs were trembling and weak, and he slid on the ground for a long time without being able to support his body.

"teacher……"

Fan Xian's hair stood on end with rage, his eyes were bloodshot, his muscles were stretched to the limit, and his fists were clenched to the point of changing color.

He said that he would take care of Fei Jie until his death, but at this moment, Gaoda's body was cut in half, Chen Pingping's legs and hands were broken, and the teacher's head was removed. All this... was done by that beast Chu Pingsheng!

"Noisy."

A faint voice sounded, and a cold light burst out. Fan Xian only felt a strong wind coming, blowing off the small crown on his head, blowing his hair apart, breaking his belt, causing his collar to slip off, revealing his underwear, and making him lose his elegance.

None of this matters. What matters is that his left arm was broken at the shoulder and fell three feet behind him, and in his hand were still two thunderbolts that he had taken from three places before the battle.

The sword energy entered his body, causing internal injuries, which in turn caused external injuries. Fan Xian fell straight back.

The monument her mother erected also collapsed with a loud bang.

"How's things going at the palace?" Chu Pingsheng looked back at Sean as if he had done something insignificant.

"Twenty-five sword guards have been assigned to eliminate the Red Knights and the guards in the palace."

"Except for the few people Yan Xiaoyi asked to stay alive, the rest...kill them all. As for those in Liuguogong Mansion and Jingwang Mansion, you know what to do."

"know."

"Take them to the Taiji Hall and wait for me."

After saying this, he threw the person in his hand to Sean's feet, and turned into a stunning swan, flying across the sky.

When Yan Ruohai and his son saw the scene in the sky, a feeling of powerlessness surged in their hearts.

"He is the Grand Master of Xihu... He is... You... have all been deceived by him."

Listening to the shouts that were seven parts crazy and three parts desperate, Chen Pingping propped up his body with his armless arms, leaned over to take a look, and found a strange face with eye shadow and eyeliner under the priest's cloak. However, based on his understanding of the man, he recognized Chu Pingsheng's identity as a prisoner at a glance.

"His Majesty……"

His Majesty?

Even Sean was startled. He picked up the Qing Temple priest on the ground and pulled down his hood to take a look.

The light from the lampstand illuminated Li Yunqian's strange and pale face, like an actor.

At this moment, Yan Bingyun's world collapsed.

Yan Ruohai stared at the extremely embarrassed emperor in amazement, his mind full of question marks, wasn't Li Yunqian in the palace? How could he be caught by Chu Pingsheng?
Yes, Chu Pingsheng is the grandmaster of Xihu, and only a grandmaster can wield such sword energy.

But there is a problem here. Chu Pingsheng is the grandmaster of Xihu. Then who is Bai Feng who was led by Wuzhu to the outside of the city to fight Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian?
got windy.

The stuffiness in the air eased slightly, but the smell of blood became stronger.

A flash of light broke through the clouds and snaked southward like a snake.

boom……

……

Lightning illuminated the city of Kyoto and also illuminated Wuzhu's face.

The iron rod was quickly retracted, bringing up a bunch of scattered cloth strips. Bai Feng was forced back into the battle group by his attack from behind. He dodged Ye Liuyun's soft and silent palm power in a very embarrassed manner. However, a palm print nearly two inches deep appeared on the phoenix tree three meters away.

Sand, sand, sand...

Wuzhu walked slowly on the half-yellow leaves, continuing to look for an opportunity to succeed in one strike.

Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian were the main attackers, and he supported them from the side. The battle had lasted for more than 200 rounds, and the hem of Bai Feng's robe had been ripped, and a piece of his hair had been cut off by the sword energy, but as for the injuries, there was only a trace of scarlet on his left shoulder, which made him look a little embarrassed, but it did not affect his movements.

As time went on, Bai Feng gradually lost the upper hand, but Wu Zhu was not happy because the sudden outburst of sword energy in Kyoto City just now made him feel that something was wrong, and the longer this battle lasted, the more confused he became.

He fought with Bai Feng twice, once in Kyoto City and once in Cangzhou, but today's Bai Feng always felt different from the previous two times, yet the opponent was able to use that set of swordsmanship again.

Could it be... the effect of Bai Feng's practice of domineering true qi?

But even if it is the domineering true qi...

Wuzhu suddenly stopped his flying thoughts and moved like a peregrine falcon. Under the cover of the thunder after the lightning, the iron rod closed the green bamboo stick with a trace of afterimage, and then closed it to the right. With a crisp sound, the stick stagnated and the Baifengkong Gate opened wide.

There was a gleam of light in Ye Liuyun's eyes, he moved forward quickly, his robe sleeves fluttering, his pair of palms glowed faintly, his wrists turned quickly, like dancing petals, and nine palm forces were struck out almost simultaneously, covering Bai Feng's entire body.

Si Gu Jian did not move forward, but instead retreated three feet. He circled his arm, concentrated his mind, and thrust the sword with all his might.

Relying on the flaw created by Wuzhu, Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian cooperated and launched the strongest joint attack since the war began.

In this situation, Bai Feng is already in danger.

(End of this chapter)