Chapter 360 Out of yourour

The night breeze is blowing, stiring the silence.

In April, the night wind blew on people and it was much softer. In Bianliang City, the prosperity faded and the lights dim.

At the gate of the city, the soldier on duty was smirking with his eyes and was alert all the time. His son was coming, and he couldn't help but feel sleepy. The captain who led the army rubbed his red eyes and looked at the endless night. He thought that another night was going to be so dry.

Suddenly, a galloping sound broke the silence around.

When he came to his senses, he saw a team of soldiers coming towards the head of the city. It seemed that they were from the infantry department.

The captain did not dare to neglect and asked in a hurry, "Who is coming!"

"We are the infantry division, the divine tiger guard, and there are assassins who go to the palace to assassinate. We are specially ordered to increase the guard of the city to prevent the assassin from escaping!"

It turned out that someone went to the palace to assassinate!

Hearing this, the captain was shocked and hurriedly greeted him. The other party was a partial general wearing a lock armor, and his identity was naturally above him.

He saluted with a fist and asked in a low voice, "General, how is the situation in the palace?"

The new soldier quickly rushed to the top of the city, but in a moment, he pulled out his sword. In an instant, he screamed repeatedly. Before the captain recovered, he was black in front of him and was cut to the ground.

In Zichen Hall, Zhao Guangyi was looking at the dense folds sent by the daytime. Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air, but he was the Mahayana master who appeared before.

"They killed it."

His voice was indifferent and he said slowly.

Hearing this, Zhao Guangyi suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.

What a big deal it is that someone is killing at the palace. Even though he has been always on guard over the years, he didn't expect that someone would really rebel.

Immediately, the gloomy servant, such a big event also needs the guidance of the guardian of the palace, indicating that the 'flow sand' and the 'ronet' are no longer obedied to him.

Infinite murderous intent surged in my heart.

But at this time, how could it be delayed? If it hadn't been for the time of life and death, the venerable would not have taken action, so he disappeared after saying this sentence, and Zhao Guangyi hurriedly walked out of the hall.

"Come on, transfer 100,000 forest troops to me, quickly go to the gate of the palace, kill the rebels, and let 'Chengyou' go out and kill all suspicious people!"

'Chengyou' is an assassin and dead man trained by Zhao Guangyi before he ascended the throne. They are all masters of killing people without blinking an eye. Later, because of the existence of 'flow sand' and 'luo net', there is less use.

In fact, isn't it a bottom card?

Wang Jien, who was guarding outside the hall, saw Zhao Guangyi coming out so angrily. Even if he was panicked, after hearing this sentence, he suddenly felt that his back was cold and did not dare to slack off. He hurriedly trot for his life.

After he left, Zhao Guangyi stood in front of Zichen Hall with a gloomy face, staring at the distance, as if to see the scene of killing the sky under the endless dark curtain.

The sudden evening wind blew on him, and the dark emperor's clothes of Longtengxiangyun made a sound of hunting. It seemed that in an instant, the whole palace was full of oppression.

In the distance, the fragmentary lights were mixed with scattered footsteps, and Zhao Guangyi's face suddenly changed.

He really didn't expect that the other party could enter the palace.

I don't know whether it's Zhao Tingmei or his legacy Zhao Dezhao. Now, what Zhao Guangyi can think of is these two.

Soon, there was an answer. Zhao Tingmei, dressed in gold armor and holding two macers, appeared in front of him.

The armor is stained with blood, and the double maze is half red.

"I didn't expect it to be you!"

He laughed angrily. Above the jade step, Zhao Guangyi actually laughed loudly, and his momentum was overwhelming. At this moment, he was still the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

The bloody two maces were raised. Zhao Tingmei pointed to the unruly figure and roared, "Zhao Jiong, you faked the imperial edict of the former emperor, ascended the throne, and usurped my Song Dynasty. You rebel and thief, should be killed by everyone!"

With that, he took out the yellow satin from his arms. Zhao Tingmei looked around and said loudly with the momentum of the world, "The imperial edict is here, and you can't kneel down quickly!"

At this moment, the most difficult thing to do is the eunuchs of honor and the palace guards who come to rescue them. After all, neither the former emperor nor the current emperor can offend them. In panic, they are all panicked and at a loss. What's more, they are about to kneel down in a double battle.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold hum sounded, and he saw Zhao Guangyi shaking his sleeves angrily, with a sneer on his face, "The imperial edict of the former emperor? Ha ha, good trick, it turns out that all this is the ghost you made behind your back!"

When it was time to tear her face, Zhao Tingmei would naturally not deny it and took responsibility for spreading the news of the imperial edict. "Zhao Jiong, I advise you to take it with your hands. For the sake of you and me, I will spare your life and let you live in the palace."

"Haha..."

The loud laughter sounded in the night, as if to collapse the Zichen Hall. The wind blew the dragon robe on Zhao Guangyi's body, and the curled golden dragon also opened its body, as if it was looking up to the sky and roaring through the air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao, standing behind Zhao Tingmei, did not feel that there was something strange in his heart. In the face of the enemy, this lofty, even if he had the imperial spirit, it was not enough. The only possibility was that he had the card that could absolutely bring down the situation.

While thinking secretly, I heard a harsh voice in my ear, "Since you are holding the edict, what do you say on the edict?"

Zhao Tingmei held both maces in one hand, pointed directly to Zhao Guangyi, and opened the edict, "Zhao Jiong, you still don't repent!" The imperial edict of the late emperor, I will inherit the throne, and I will win the orthodox country of the Song Dynasty!"

Hearing the words, the laughter rose again.

"It's really funny, Zhao Tingmei, didn't you forge the imperial edict of the previous emperor and come here to usurp the throne!"

Zhao Guangyi's gloomy subordinates, his eyes burst out cold, and he stared at Zhao Tingmei and said, "In Chen Qiao, the late emperor personally promised to hand over the Song Dynasty to me after a hundred years. That year, in the bedroom, in front of his mother and the ministers, he once again mentioned passing the throne to me. I ascended the throne, which can be said to be in accordance with my fate. Now you take the imperial edict of the former emperor and say that the former emperor originally wanted to pass on the throne to you. In front of it, it is ridiculous, which is like a fool's dream!"

"I have an imperial edict written by the former emperor!"

It seemed that she had been hit to the point. Zhao Tingmei's face turned red, raised Huang Luo satin in her hand, and roared angrily.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Guangyi sneered and said, "Do you think you are winning?"

With that, he clapped his hands and clapped his hands. Suddenly, countless black shadows gushed out from all around, holding crossbows in their hands, and there was a faint cold light.

The palace guards, the ironclad forbidden army, three thousand can flatten the country for thousands of miles.

Now, outside the Zichen Hall, it is dense and can't forget the end at a glance. They are all black and pressed forbidden troops, wearing cold iron armor, and the long sword in his hand is cold and cold, stabbing people's skin. I'm afraid it's no less than 30,000 people.

"Well, do you think this will frighten my righteous teacher!"

The forbidden army did not guard the palaces. Now it was surrounded, and immediately said loudly, but there was a tremor in his words.

After saying this, Zhao Tingmei looked around, but could not see his biggest support. Pu Anli's face suddenly turned pale and he stepped back several steps.

Naturally, others also saw that Xiang Minzhong's sickly pale face became whiter and whiter, and sweat dripped his forehead and fell on the white jade bricks shrouded in killing machines.

Yang Yanzhao was also uneasy in his heart. Pu Anli didn't see him. In addition to this countless forbidden army, no matter how stupid he was, he also knew that this trip was more and less auspicious.

No matter what, you must splash the blood on the palace tonight, otherwise after tonight, it will be the death of Luo's girl and others!

I thought about it quickly in my heart. Suddenly, a Buddha's song came, as if it came from the sky, as if it were nothing, but it seemed to be born from the bottom of everyone's hearts.

It has been disturbed by the world, kindness and resentment, and no desire.

Under the Buddha's praise, both soldiers were stunned in the distance. Although they held swords and bows in their hands, they did not mean to wave.

Not long after, he saw Wu Xing coming in a suit, and in a moment, he came to Zhao Guangyi's side.

Seeing Wu Xing appear, Zhao Tingmei immediately turned pale and scared. She pointed to Wu Xing and kept shaking her hands. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the most important ally had abandoned him.

After Wu Xing appeared, Pu Anli also appeared with the army, "I came here to save the car, and I hope the officials will forgive me!"

This loud voice shook the night and also defeated the last confidence in Zhao Tingmei's heart. He was shocked that he retreated dozens of steps. Fortunately, the guard behind him helped him, otherwise he would have sat on the ground.

"Amitabha Buddha."

Wu Xing stood on the stone steps, his clothes fluttered, and a faint halo gushed out of his body, as if Daluo Jinxian had fallen to the mortal world, which was daunting.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. All the benefactors, I hope you can think twice."

"Wu Xing, you are a beast who dares to tease me!"

Zhao Tingmei roared and spit out a mouthful of blood, but she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Hearing the roar in his ear, Yang Yanzhao stretched out his hand to the long sword. The scene in front of him really surprised him. Buddha actually exchanged Zhao Tingmei's death for Zhao Guangyi's trust.

Naturally, Zhao Tingmei became a pathetic victim.

It seemed that in an instant, all his plans turned into nothing. Suddenly, he felt that his chest was depressed, and he couldn't even breathe. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and his hands were full of sweat.

No, you have to kill Zhao Guangyi!

His eyes stared at Zhao Guangyi, who was wearing a uniform, and his long sword slowly came out of the sheath. Even if his cultivation was sealed and the master of the Buddhist sect was not far away, he would kill Zhao Guangyi.

"Kill these Xiaoxiao for me!"

The cold voice sounded, mixed in the evening wind, and instantly swept the square outside the Zichen Hall. Those soldiers who had put down their soldiers because of the sound of the Buddha raised their weapons in their hands again.

The cold light is cold and piercing the muscles and bones, all of which point to Yang Yanzhao and others.