"The foolish lord is here!"

Uppered by dozens of personal guards, Yuwen rushed into the hall where Yang Guang was, and found that Yang Guang was covered in blood, standing tremblingly on a desk, shaking his hands with white silk pulling his head and neck, and was about to hang himself.

He flew over, slashed the sword in his hand, and then kicked Yang Guang out in the air, turned over and landed, shouting: "It's not that easy to die!" He also ordered his subordinates to say: "Catch this foolish monarch and leave it to the elder brother to verify his true self and let him deal with it!"

"Ah... cough cough..." Blood kept dripping between Yang Guang's mouth and nose, wetting a large piece of Nine Dragons' robe on his chest. He smiled miserably and said, "It's you here, I didn't expect that I... cough cough... I actually died in the hands of my son-in-law..."

"The emperor abandoned the ancestral temple, and continued his patrols, and made great efforts to fight outside. He was extremely extravagant and debauchery. He allowed the strong men to be covered with arrows and blades, and the elderly and weak to fill the ravines. The four people were buried, and the thieves were bees. He was also appointed as a full-time tyrant and flattery, and refused to advise and kill loyal people. He was resentful and had no virtue or manners. It would be better to give up the position of Dabao, follow the army to return to the capital, and retreat to establish one of the princes and grandsons as emperors. Isn't it better to enjoy the world with peace and happiness?"

Another general dressed as a man also rushed in with a large group of soldiers. When he saw Yang Guang, his eyes flashed and he said slowly.

"Hahaha..." Yang Guang smiled bitterly, "Enough, enough, I have heard enough of you... So that's the case, I have nothing to say, but I believe you traitors will not have any good endings. I'm waiting for you underground... Yuwen Shu, Yuwen Shu... You gave birth to a group of good sons, haha!"

Yu Wenshi and his temper were a little more irritable. He kicked Yang Guang down with one kick, drew his sword and stabbed him hard.

Blood splattered everywhere.

He wiped the blood on his face as if nothing had happened, drew his sword and put it into the sheath. Looking at Yang Guang, he had already died. His eyes were protruding like a dead fish, and blood slowly flowed between his mouth and nose. The general frowned slightly and said, "Come on, chop off the head of the foolish lord and hand it over to the eldest brother... You follow us to kill back to the gate of the main hall, where the eldest brother is still surrounding and killing his opponent Dugu Sheng..."

"boom……"

A loud noise came from afar, the sound was earth-shaking. Just far away, the hall was trembling and trembling.

"It's the direction of the eldest brother." Yu Wenshi came back to his senses in shock, rushed out of the hall and said anxiously: "Go quickly, something might be wrong there!"

Xu Ziling waved the well Zhongyue, and the sword saw blood. The heads rolled around, and his arms flew everywhere. He slaughtered the group of soldiers who desperately stopped him from chasing Yu Wenji like chopping melons and vegetables. Occasionally, one or two good-looking people also asked Xu Ziling to attack and die with a star-changing dagger. The well moon was bright and the star-changing dagger was dark. The way he chased was full of corpses, none of them were complete.

Hundreds of Yu Wenji's personal soldiers were killed by nearly half of them at the entrance of the hall, and the bomb was severely injured and slightly injured. Xu Ziling had already killed him while he was sick. He was not in a hurry to kill Yu Wenji immediately. He needed to drag him to let more elite soldiers be consumed. Once he killed Yu Wenji, these soldiers would lose their backbone and would definitely scatter birds and beasts, and a few desperate people would fight to the death.

If these scattered soldiers were unable to kill them one by one, it would definitely be a disaster to escape from the palace.

At least, it is a great disaster to the people of Yangzhou.

Moreover, Xu Ziling also needed to let Yu Wen and escape home, take out the strength accumulated in their family for generations, and threaten the princes and grandsons to be the emperor to force the princes to resist the attacks of the world. Only in this way can their powerful Yu Wen family truly disappear and disappear into ashes. If Yu Wenhe dies, Yu Wen Shu and Yu Wen hurt the two old foxes, there will definitely be a huge excuse to punish the rebellion completely.

Therefore, Yu Wenji cannot kill him.

However, Xu Ziling didn't mind cutting off one of his hands or legs. He didn't deliberately kill him. However, he chased him all the way, while naturally killing the personal guards who were desperately guarding him. Although these people were reluctant, they had to bite the bullet, because even if they didn't, they would die.

Died under the sword of one's own people.

"Spout!"

"Twenty steps later, throw the spear!"

"The distance is delayed by another twenty steps, throw the spear!"

Niu Fengyi led his people to project the short spear on his back again and again. Although the rebels of the Yuwen family rushed in like a tide, they forced two hundred spearheaders to break out into a blank and uninhabited area. There was no life, only death.

Du Fuwei was a little surprised to find that these spearheaded players had thrown twenty spears, but they still had the strength to extend their range backwards. Their projection distance was almost the same as the range of their own elite soldiers' bows and arrows. After firing ten arrows with strong bows, their accurate heads were deviated and their power began to diminish sharply. However, the most normal thing for these monster soldiers in front of them was to pierce the spear and shoot two people with one spear. If there was a strong man, one spear could penetrate three or four people in a row.

Even masters of Du Fuwei's level were a little numb to see. These monster soldiers were so good at arm strength and endurance!

When it comes to singles, Du Fuwei is very confident in finding several more victorious people in his team than their soldiers, but it is impossible to find two hundred such people with arm strength and endurance.

After throwing twenty spears, these barbaric soldiers stopped their hands. Except for twenty or thirty taller and stronger soldiers who also had spears in their hands, they all replaced them with the huge weapon, a big sword as wide as an axe.

At this time, the soldiers with strange auras were dispatched, and they were even fewer, but everyone was full of murderous aura. Their eyes were burning with bloodthirsty fanaticism. Rather than being a group of people, they were more like a group of beasts who saw blood. Their people were even more weird, except for a long whip wrapped around their waists, and they also held an extremely strange three-spike stinger in their right hand. The stinger had three fronts, and each front had a deep groove, which made Du Fuwei jump at the corner of his eyes.

If this weapon enters the body, the wound will definitely tear seriously and blood will spew out. Du Fuwei speculated that the wounds caused by this weapon should not be easily cured, regardless of whether the injury is in a vital or ordinary place.

He never thought that such a small weapon would feel more shocked than that of him.

Although those huge slashing sabers are terrible, they can be seen by others, especially for some people with slightly higher martial arts and excellent light skills. It is difficult to hit the sabers by swinging a sabers and not easy to kill, but this kind of weapon is different.

It is very insidious, it is very secretive and inconspicuous, but once it successfully attacks, the injured person will be finished.

The crazy spear throwing divided Yuwen's rebels into two. In the deadly no-man's land in the middle, no one dared to run over. The person who dared to rush over had already been nailed to the ground, had already stained with blood, and had already returned to the west. People in the distance did not dare to rush over, and the rebels coming here did not dare to retreat.

They could only advance frantically, approach the enemy, prevent their opponent from throwing spears again, and fight against the enemy in close combat.

They had enough people. Although they had killed thousands of people halfway, there were more than ten thousand front troops separated here. As long as they approached, they could use the sea of ​​people to subdue their opponents.

But what awaits their good wish is the huge sabre and the insidious triangular stent.

"Master General, please come out and we will cooperate with each other." Xu Xingzhi smiled and said to Du Fuwei humbly.

"boom……"

Another loud bang, a ball of black smoke rose among the crowd, like a black dragon, devouring human life frantically, and then twisted its body, splattering flesh and blood, and swelled straight into the sky.

When Xu Ziling saw that the rebels of the Yuwen family gathered Yu Wenji in front of him and regained their morale, they came to him and gave them a gift that they would never forget for the rest of their lives. Yu Wenji disheveled his hair, and pulled Yu Wenshi and Yu Wen Zhiji, who were so scared that they were scattered, and fled wildly across the palace wall, pulling the two brothers all the way.

He was defeated.

He knew he had lost, he had failed completely.

Although he couldn't figure out who the opponent was, and although he was confused, he still lost.

He could not compete with the silver demon-faced monster. That monster was like the legendary Thunder God. It was a thunderbolt. It broke a large number of soldiers' limbs and broken bodies with one move. He waved the golden monster knife, without a single knife, without a single knife, without a single knife, without a single knife. Everyone could stand alone in the Yuwen family's eighteen cavalry guards, but not even a move was enough, so he cut off his head inexplicably, with no exception.

He clearly used a knife to cut their heads, but before the good-skilled guards fell, their bodies were first divided into two, cut into C, and killed in half.

He could not fight against such a monster, and he was unwilling to fail, but he had to admit that he failed this time.

If you can still escape outside and revive tens of thousands of troops, then there may be a glimmer of hope.

Yu Wen and his two younger brothers, Yu Wen Shi and Yu Wen Zhi and Yu Wen Dajun, were eager to find his army, eager to find an army that protects their brothers' safety, before the demon-faced monster killed all the guards and chased them.

But he saw the situation that made him feel terrified.

A general riding a horse jumped out. He was heroic and imposing. He had a bright silver spear in his hand, a snow-white lion shining the moon under his seat, a brilliant silver armor on his body, and a cloak flying hunting behind him. He only heard him shouting majestic: "Dirty and shameless sneak attacker, who dares to be one left with me Mei Xuanren, and who dares to fight me with the masked Superman?"

When all the rebels saw this, they immediately cheered loudly: "Masked Superman, she looks so beautiful! Masked Superman, the most passionate! Masked Superman, as powerful as a god."

When Du Fuwei heard this, he immediately wanted to slap this small and swear mosquito to kill, so as not to quarrel with it.

Besides, I saw a lot of things that made him Du Fuwei's elite army inferior to him tonight. He wanted to regain this breath and wanted to kill this frog in the well who claimed to be as strong as a god on the back of a horse.

After Yiba beat its toad's mouth, he saw whether he dared to speak wildly.

But before Lao Du could take action, the little girl who had been sitting on a tall horse not far away from him, who had been sitting high and not talking suddenly snorted: "Idiot."

When Lao Du heard her speak, he screamed in his heart. He was about to dissuade him, but it was too late. He only heard the little girl say as clear as a bell: "Lt. Cha Jie, throw a spear."

"Yes." Cha Jie was overjoyed when he heard this, and saluted a military salute. At the same time, he made a gesture to the majestic white-armored jade-faced war god opposite. The spearheaders standing beside him moved, and suddenly, dozens of spears shot out. Yu Laodu was stunned and nailed the so-called masked superman and the horse to the ground. The horse corpse and the human corpse did not fall down. The masked superman was left with a whisper and shouted: "Ah... I'm done before I could transform? I'm still there..."

A spear with a long and deep shadow, with a wonderful arc, flew into the side of the masked Superman's jade face and came out from the other side. The broken tongue flew out from the torn mouth, and along with a blood arrow, with its broken teeth, flew into the air.

"Damn it, you're so bad!" Cha Jie was so angry that he saw his subordinates shooting more than a dozen spears of masked Superman. He still dared to die and left a mouthful, and he dared to speak loudly. He was so angry that he nailed the masked Superman into his mouth with another spear, and even broke the tongue. Niu Fengyi hurriedly hugged him and stopped Cha Jie who was about to continue shooting wildly, shouting: "Xiaojie, don't be angry, that's just a big-mouthed toad. Now that it's dead, don't waste the spear anymore! I've worked so hard..."
Chapter completed!