At this moment, when Zhao Ying was exercising her skills, she suddenly noticed something strange seemed to appear in her body.

An unexpected feeling was that at the moment of her luck, she seemed to have some stimulation in her body, and her internal strength dissipated in an instant.

What's wrong with this?

Zhao Ying frowned slightly. Before she could recall what was wrong with her body, the dead soldier in front of her rushed up again.

These dead soldiers seemed not afraid of death at all, and continued to attack them with their lives. Even though Zhao Ying was not afraid of these dead soldiers, she was also entangled by these dead soldiers for a while and was in trouble.

These dead soldiers were not afraid of death at all. They only had Zhao Ying in their eyes. The moves were all killer moves, one after another. The dense attacks, accompanied by the large number of people, dragged Zhao Ying into the melee.

Surrounded by dead men, Zhao Ying's face became colder in the crowd.

"sword!"

She spoke coldly, and the maid behind her threw a sword over.

The moment Zhao Ying held the sword and unsheathed, his figure disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Only a cold light flashed through the world, and two more dead soldiers were instantly wiped off their necks, and they died silently.

The remaining dead soldiers did not care about the life and death of their companions. They looked indifferent and continued to pounce on Zhao Ying one after another.

"Princess, let's withdraw back to the imperial tomb first!"

On the other side, Cheng Xilai defeated the two dead soldiers and quickly reunited with Zhao Ying, who was surrounded by the dead soldiers.

There are too many dead soldiers.

They lie here and launched a raid. Cheng Xilai was not seriously injured, but the remaining other Qintianshi masters were also injured.

Although their strength and skills are strong, they cannot cover the siege of so many deadly soldiers.

These dead soldiers must have nothing to do with Zhao Jing.

He sent so many dead soldiers to take the princess's life. Therefore, Cheng Xilai was worried that Zhao Jing would have a backup plan.

He couldn't just send a dead soldier to deal with the princess!

Thinking of this, Cheng Xilai said in a deep voice: "Princess, let's retreat first. I have ordered the nearby Imperial Heavenly Constable to gather with us. When they arrive, Zhao Jing will definitely not dare to do anything random again."

At this time, Zhao Ying was holding a sword and dancing in a long white dress.

Under the long sword, blood was still flowing with the sword body, slowly falling on the grass.

Around them, guards who were eyeing each other were attacking one after another.

She repelled batches of dead soldiers, but she still could not stop the attacks of these people.

Too many people!

Such a deadly soldier who is desperate to fight for his life must avoid his edge.

"Walk!"

Zhao Ying said coldly.

If you continue to fight head-on, everyone except her and Cheng Xilai will die.

Therefore, Zhao Ying immediately ordered them to fight out of the many dead soldiers and retreat quickly.

There are still many guards outside the gate of the Dazhao Imperial Mausoleum. With their help, they can resist.

Zhao Ying and others retreated, and the dead soldiers chased each other reluctantly.

At this time, the movement here finally attracted the attention of the guards at the gate of the Dazhao Imperial Mausoleum.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"The princess is attacked, protect the princess quickly!"

Cheng Xilai shouted loudly while escorting Zhao Ying back.

The princess was attacked?!

As soon as these words came out, all the guards at the door were shocked.

Someone actually assassinated the eldest princess?

Are you crazy?

Seeing countless men in black appear behind him, the guard at the door immediately drew his sword.

"Who dares to break into the important land of the imperial tomb? Kill without mercy!"

"Protect the princess!"

“…”

The guard at the door instantly drew his sword and rushed out, fighting with the dead soldiers.

"No, they can't last long!"

Cheng Xilai's eyes were slightly dark. These dead soldiers had very high skills and the guards were no match for them at all. With just one meeting, many guards fell down.

Zhao Ying looked at the scene with a cold face and clenched the sword in his hand.

At this moment, the feeling of being exhausted from her internal force hit her heart again.

At this moment, she finally realized something was wrong.

What's wrong with your own body?

Cheng Xilai, who was standing beside him, saw the princess frowning and immediately asked worriedly: "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"fine!"

Zhao Ying shook her head with a cold face.

But I felt more and more that something was wrong in my heart.

There seems to be something wrong with my body.

The originally calm breathing gradually became heavier. The picture in front of me seemed to gradually become blurred.

What's going on?

At this moment, Zhao Ying even felt her hand holding the sword trembling.

Not good!

An ominous premonition emerged in my heart.

“When will our people arrive?”

Zhao Ying asked coldly.

Cheng Xilai frowned: "This should be soon!"

According to time, it may take some time to wait until the members of the Imperial Heaven Division who have settled in the nearby arrival.

However, what made Cheng Xilai uneasy was that Zhao Jing was very brave at this time and actually dared to attack the princess.

So, what is his backup plan?

Can the people from the Imperial Heavenly Department arrive?

"It's too late!"

At this time, Zhao Ying stared at the guards ahead who were almost crushed and massacred by the dead soldiers. These imperial tomb guards could not last long.

Zhao Ying, holding the sword, disappeared again.

"Princess!"

Cheng Xilai spoke anxiously. Seeing that the princess had killed in again, he rushed in without any hesitation.

In an instant, the battle situation fell into a melee again.

...

The Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Jokhang, at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the foot of the mountain is quiet.

The only difference is that there were suddenly countless officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain.

These fully armed officers and soldiers guarded the foot of the mountain, blocking the entire foot of the mountain and guarding them strictly.

There was a dull atmosphere in the air.

In the jungle not far from the foot of the mountain, several figures appeared in the jungle.

Li Beifeng glanced at the foot of the mountain not far away, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

"Not good!"

The foot of the mountain has been guarded by Zhao Jing's people. Judging from these officers and soldiers, they are clearly Zhao Jing's personal army.

He has already controlled the foot of the mountain, and it is difficult to get into the sky.

The Taoist nun beside him glanced coldly at the top of the mountain and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, Zhao Jing should have faced Zhao Ying."

“What should I do now?”
To be continued...