Todaji Living Room.

The four celestial girls who recited Song Jingwei came to talk to the monks below for a few words and snorted and went out with a dark look of anger. Then they hurriedly turned towards the Tai Chi Palace.

Halfway through, he turned to the Sha family and searched inside and outside the Sha family without any trace.

Finally, he called Xiang Dongqing repeatedly but no one responded.

"What's wrong with Xiang Dongqing, senior sister? Why are there no one in a flash?" asked the flower-scattered girl Guan Piaomiaoqi, "There is no figure everywhere, Yuhe Temple, there is no Toda Temple, and there is no one with the Double Sword and Fei Jianshi, and even if she didn't leave the city, where did she go?"

"Will you run away with Concubine Shi?" Two celestial girls with golden veils also searched everywhere and couldn't see Xiang Dongqing's traces, one of the slightly higher celestial girls guessed.

"The demonic energy in her body has reached the extreme explosion of body and heartbreak, and where can she run to the next day or two?" Nian Songjing said annoyedly.

"Will that Mo Wei's miracle doctor be cured..." Another celestial girl boldly guessed.

"That's a miracle doctor, not a god!" Nian Songjing interrupted coldly, "Even a god, I can't save her! Besides, that miracle doctor Mo was overly tired when he went to the Lu Palace to save people. No one saw where Xiang Dongqing, a dead girl, usually stupid, ran to?"

"Senior sister can accomplish anything without her!" Guan Piaomiao shook her head and said, "Since this is the case, it is better to simply recall the Double Sword Master and the Fei Jian Master and let them chase Shi Fei Fei Xian to see if Shi Xian was taking Xiang Dongqing away!"

"Shi Feixuan's skills are far above the two of them." Nian Songjing nodded and added: "The main thing is that the four of us have to control her. If we take down Shi Feixuan this time and destroy the withered talents in her inner courtyard, they will not be able to turn over for at least a hundred years. How are the Turks preparing to attack the Tai Chi Palace? "

"Now the Demon General Zhao Deyan is dispatching troops to use all the power he had buried in Chang'an before." Guan Piaomiao snorted.

"Killing a fake Li Yuan just makes real Li Yuan rely more on our Buddhism. The only one who can really come in handy is our Cihang Jingzhai." Nian Songjing sneered: "This is also a warning to him swaying between the Demon Emperor and the Holy Ancestor and want to get along. We don't rush back first. Then find a dead girl, Xiang Dongqing, this dead girl, this dead girl, is a good piece, and you can't waste it..."

Tai Chi Palace.

There was a bloody battle in front of Xuanwu Gate guarded by thousands of soldiers.

Chang Heqi swung his sword on the high-headed horse and slashed a man in black beside him in half. Another general, Feng Liben, also waved his spear on the other end of Xuanwu Gate and stabbed left and right to kill him from time to time throw the provoked corpses far away and smashed them towards the crowd in black that was rushing like a tide.

The soldiers formed a shield formation, the sword and axe driver and then cut all the men in black who were approaching under the axe.

The archers behind were throwing thin rain of arrows into the sky.

They had been shooting dozens of times in a row and almost exhausted their strength, but the enemy was still coming like a tide. At this time, except for the guards of Xuanwu Gate, Li Yuan could not believe that anyone ordered all the troops to stay where they were. Chang He could not believe that anyone, he saw a reinforcement army rushing into his own formation and defeating the shield formation he had worked hard to let the men in black go in.

These desperate men in black are almost certainly from outside the Great Wall. Although they don’t know when they entered the city, they know that there must be internal responses in Chang'an, otherwise it would be impossible for thousands of people to be as many as thousands of people. They held scimitars and rushed forward in waves, although Chang He’s archers had shot them and killed nearly a thousand people, blood flowing into a stream, but they still charged forward desperately.

The reflections of these men in black were also amazing. Many people accurately shot the soldiers' only unprotected face, which shot the soldiers in a small and mobile space.

However, compared to the charges of these black-clothed dead soldiers, the bows and arrows are nothing.

Almost ignored death. There was no defense. These black-clothed deaths were desperately slashing their opponent's head while stabbing his spear.

Moreover, among these black-clothed dead soldiers, there are many martial arts soldiers who have high martial arts hidden one of them, which will cause the shield formation to collapse if Chang He had not defended the three-layer shield formation inside and outside, I believe that he would have attacked Xuanwu Gate long ago. More than a dozen pairs of masters on the city tower were fighting for life. Their skills were far superior to those of elite soldiers and could not help.

But Li Yuan was still very calm and he was sitting upright at the top of the tower and even personally encouraged morale for the soldiers downstairs.

A man in black wearing a cloak and holding a scythe was standing on the edge of the big square outside the Tai Chi Palace. Several men in black were whispering intimate conversations next to him.

"This seems to be something wrong." A black shadow shook his head and said, "It's impossible for Li Yuan, that turtle shrank, to be so brave."

"And there are few masters, but only real masters go out to siege Zhuque and Canglong." Another black shadow snorted: "Even the genius doctor Mo Wei sent the prince to rescue himself and let him be surrounded by Li Yuan. The bloody battle lasted for nearly half an hour and his reinforcements had not arrived yet..."

"It's not that he didn't come but shouted." The weird man holding a scythe smiled strangely: "He didn't call reinforcements at all!"

"Then this one is not the real Li Yuan!" Almost everyone affirmed at the same time.

"Roar up and kill him." The weird man holding a scythe ordered.

"Why?" asked a black shadow carrying a bow and arrow.

"It's really hard to explain to you with your wisdom." The weird man holding a scythe smiled and said in a silence: "If you dare to question me next time after I give orders, I will send you back to the west. All charges will be charged and the last one left will be charged! You all go out without waiting for my command to evacuate the battlefield. No one is ready to leave."

"Yes..." Several black movies shot away.

There was only a black shadow left beside the strange man holding a scythe, and he also smiled sinisterly: "Jie Li will be very sorry for the national master this time!"

"Sooner or later he will die..." The weird man holding a scythe laughed loudly when he heard this.

Woniu Stone in the East of Chang'an City.

"Don't chase after me anymore... I'll turn my back on you..." Xu Ziling also let the hot-bodied mocking Feng chase with a sabre.

"What are you doing?" A question that had no human emotions suddenly rang out.

A visitor had come to Xu Ziling at some point.

His figure was extremely slender, tall and straight, standing straight behind Xu Ziling. Although he was not actually taller, his aura was like a mountain that made him look down when he looked at Xu Ziling.

Today, he no longer carries his hands on his back as usual, and he still looks like an immortal, although his Confucian uniform is still floating like an immortal.

His figure was as quiet as a statue, and his extremely gentle, elegant and calm demeanor was revealed in him.

His white clothes are fluttering and free and composed.

The unique temperament that no one can imitate is his unique temperament that is both indulgent and restrained, rational and ruthless, persistent and seeking dissent. All the temperaments in him are relative, but they are extremely reasonable and integrated to form his most unique temperament.

The eyes were as cold as frost and snow without a trace of human feelings. There seemed to be a strange vortex inside that made people unable to help but make those eyes lose their sight.

His appearance looks as young as brother Xu Ziling, or even more mature and has some indescribable charm.

It was slightly similar to Gu Qingxuan, but the man's masculinity was extremely masculine and the ice-eyed eyes were scanning Xu Ziling and the mocking Feng who chased him.

"Why are you here, Evil King?" Xu Ziling stood there for a long time before he realized. He said with a little sweat, "Now I haven't found the Demon King yet, please sit down first and wait for me very quickly... But are you really Evil King? You are so young? What are you doing with such a good care?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" The evil king Shi Zhixuan snorted: "If there is any Demon King here, he would have killed you!"

"Then they are obviously ten people..." Xu Ziling said in a bit puzzled.

"Who said that Long Jiuzi can't have ten people?" The evil king snorted: "They were sent by that person to test the challenger. You are the number one pig head in the world!"

"Where is the real Demon Emperor?" Xu Ziling asked in confusion when he heard this.

"Thunder God is fighting him, otherwise you would have been intercepted by the Demon Emperor!" The evil king waved his hand and brushed the mocking wind in front of Xu Ziling to the side and said coldly: "Go to kill him while the Demon Emperor is alone! Why are you standing here stupidly?"

"What should they do?" Xu Ziling looked at them, Long Jiuzi, and asked again.

"Do they have hands and legs, and they still want you to carry them back?" The evil king waved his sleeves and floated away like a banished immortal.

"So handsome!" When Xuanfeng saw that the eyes were full of little star, she crossed her hands on her chest and sighed in surprise: "No matter when you see the Evil King, he is so cool and handsome, it makes people's hearts fly out..."

"Flower fool!" Xu Ziling first gave Xuanfeng an assessment with other Long Jiuzi and then gave Ba's middle finger to express his contempt: "Baxia Old Turtle I let you play for a long time..."

"Let's play to death." The lazy Yazi, who closed his eyes and rested, said slowly: "It's better than letting the Demon Emperor kill him."

"So I want to thank you?" Xu Ziling originally wanted to leave, but immediately stopped asking at the mocking wind.

"If we hadn't come here to test you as a challenger, the Demon Emperor would have twisted your head off to make a chamber pot!" Xuanfeng sneered: "With your ability, you want to fight with the Demon Emperor?"

"No matter how poor my skills are, they are better than you, and those who are fake are all challengers!" Xu Ziling said angrily.

"We have to decide whether it's the final word and you didn't recognize it!" As soon as Xuanfeng said this, he immediately remembered that Xu Ziling had just grabbed his chest and was furious and was about to pick up the sabre and chop it up on the head of the little thief. She had just picked up anyone and didn't think about it. He heard a loud shout from afar that made her beating her heart, which made her hands and feet turn and have little stars flashing in her eyes.

"Come on!" A stern shout came from a distance.

"Here..." Xu Ziling responded hurriedly and then looked at the intoxicated mocking Feng and said seriously: "I am sincerely grateful to you, so I decided to slap you in the face to eliminate the anger that made you tease invisibly and finally turn into... Dragon Claw Hand!" Xu Ziling suddenly smiled and stretched out his hand and grabbed Mock Feng's chest. He tried his best to escape while she was surprised and angry and went to slash the sabre!

"I must kill you!" Xuanfeng chased after the horse-slaying sword. The two men were like lightning, one in front and one behind, and shot towards the direction where the evil king disappeared.

"The challenger of this generation is the best among so many people in the past." Chiwen, who pretended to be a demon emperor, sighed.
Chapter completed!