On the fourth floor is a piano pavilion, with incense swaying, and above is a roof pavilion with overlapping beams, and there is no way to go.

At this time, more and more assassins were coming. Before he could stand firm, the windows around him exploded one after another, and six figures came to him with sword light.

Xu Xuan glanced at him and saw no trace of Qing Emperor. He saw a long sword on the wall. He immediately kicked the tables and chairs one after another, pulled out the sword, swept the angrily, and the "during" the ground's air waves exploded, knocking the figure rushed from the obliquely ground two feet away.

With a sword in his hand, it was like a lion and tiger regaining its minions. The stream surged, breaking through the edge continuously, screaming and blood flying everywhere. The assassins obviously did not expect that this young man was so terrifying. He was caught off guard, and in a blink of an eye, five or six people were stabbed to death by him and stabbed him.

However, although his true energy was extremely fierce, he could use very few sword moves. Apart from Cheng Zhongfu's "Iron Sword Technique", there was only the thirty-six sword techniques taught by Lin Lingsu. In addition, he had always combined with Xiaoqing's two swords before, and had almost no experience in fighting alone. Not to mention holding one person, he could only fight against the crowd. After a moment of stalemate, the momentum was quickly suppressed again, and he could only rely on the sharp sword energy to force everyone back.

There were more and more assassins. Seeing him tossing and turning, he could only know these dozens of sword techniques, and his heart was wide open, either whistling in turn, or wandering outside, waiting for an opportunity to attack him unprepared. These people had excellent cultivation, and were divided according to the various levels of the Dao Sect of the Song Dynasty.

Xu Xuan was overwhelmed and wanted to take care of the woman in red in her arms. She was immediately stretched and dangerous. She was anxious and annoyed and shouted in a voice: "Great Emperor Qing, get out of here quickly, a man is a real man, if you die, you will die. Use a woman as a shield. What is the ability..."

Before he finished speaking, with a "defying" sound, the sword took off his hand, and his right arm hurt violently. Then, his back and his right leg were stabbed by the sword energy. His body shook, and he could no longer support him, and he suddenly staggered and pounced on him. However, the moment he fell to the ground, he still instinctively protected the woman in red in his arms, turned over and got out of the way.

The assassins roared and their light shook, and their sword energy slashed and slashed.

With a life and death, he no longer cared about revealing his identity. He held the "Purple Dragon" and was about to fight to the death. With a "bang", the light waves exploded. The dozens of swords that pierced suddenly penetrated the top of the pavilion and flew into the air.

Then the red shadow flashed, and the woman in her arms flew like a ghost. Wherever she went, the air waves were blooming like a chrysanthemum, screaming in pain. Xu Xuan had not even had time to see what was going on. The dozen or so assassins were already covering their throats, blood arrows erupted, and they broke the window and fell into the lake.

However, the huge "Hundred Flowers Palace" seemed to have been completely controlled by the assassin. The "swoosh" sounded and the rockets danced angrily, and they penetrated into the pavilion one after another. In an instant, the flames rushed high and the smoke rolled.

The woman in red grabbed his arm, picked up the guqin with the other hand, jumped out of the window, shining the waves and winding, stepping on the ups and downs of ice toward the terrace not far away.

Looking back, the fires soared into the sky, making the sky lake red. The pavilion on the roof of the lotus had completely burned. Against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains and the stars, it was bright purple and red, making it even more magnificent.

Hundreds of bright red fire arrows were crossing the burning pavilions and passing through the night sky, and the wind roared into the water waves beside them; hundreds of figures were chasing from all directions, with sword lights dancing angrily and rushing towards them.

The woman in red pulled him to the pavilion, turned her body to sit down, and brushed the strings of the piano with her hands. In an instant, the green light danced, and arcs of light flew out from the strings. The fire arrows exploded in response to the sound. The figures that rushed in front were swept into the arcs, and they screamed and turned over and fell, and blood shot out.

Xu Xuan was shocked and admired. He didn't expect that this woman could use the zither as a bow and the qi as an arrow. She was so powerful that she was simply incredible and thought that she was the most favored concubine of the Qing Emperor, and it was not surprising that she was the true teaching of her "Yin and Yang Finger".

He was always good at fighting and stood up for the injustice. Seeing hundreds of people besieging the woman, he was filled with righteous indignation. As for who she was, it became unimportant. He heard the sound of the piano and the fierce murderous aura, and he couldn't help but feel excited. He only hated that his right arm, right leg, and back were seriously injured, and it was difficult to swing his sword to kill the enemy.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the sky was filled with colorful blue arcs, which made the arrows shatter and danced randomly. In a moment, more than a dozen people were struck by the arc of light, and they screamed and fell into the sky lake, turning red.

However, there were many people and few people. No matter how strong her true energy was, it was difficult to stop the enemy rushing from all directions. "Bang bang" sounded, and several flying swords broke through the air, and were moved several inches by the "piano arrow" and flew past his body. Then several stone platforms like comets were sank into the stone platform several feet away, "buzzing" and vibrating.

The woman in red sneered, hooked her fingertips, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed, as if the wind in the valley was shrill, and all the ghosts cried together. Xu Xuan's heart trembled, as if countless insects and ants were crawling by, numb and itchy, and indescribable discomfort.

The two men in black who rushed to the left had just jumped onto the pavilion. When they heard the sound of the piano, their faces suddenly changed. Blood shot out from their ears, and they screamed and rolled over.

Then on the right, the few men in black rushed from behind also screamed like they were killed by electricity, and they fell into the lake one after another.

In the distance, everyone was very cold and tore off their clothes and stuffed their ears. Even so, they were still upset by the sharp flute sound with extremely strong penetration and their qi and blood were churning. The true energy was slightly weak, and they felt that the blood in their bodies was rushing toward their heads with the sound of the flute, and their headaches were about to explode. Not to mention continuing to attack, even the strength to stand firmly on the wave was gone.

The sound of the piano spreads around like a storm. Xu Xuan sat beside her, like a turbulent vortex at the edge of an extremely violent whirlpool, turbulent, and it will suffocate and burst at any time, and it will be extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he practiced on the "Rongyi Peak" for a month and had already become familiar with the "internal and external sympathy". He could always use the treacherous and changing Yin and Yang and Five Elements to stress and balance the true qi in his body. After sitting in a while, his violently pulsating temples gradually flattened, and soon entered the realm of empty and darkness again.

He seemed to have become a fallen leaf, sometimes riding the wind and dancing wildly in the blue sky; sometimes he drifted with the waves and circling in the abyss. The truth in his body also continued to rise and fall, and was inspiring endlessly.

The woman in red glanced at him, and a look of surprise and praise flashed in the autumn waves. Unexpectedly, he had already realized the wonderful method of "following the times and uniting man and nature" at a young age.

At this time, the west, south, east, and the corridors of the "Hundred Flowers Palace" in the north were occupied by the "Thirty-Three Mountains" assassins in black, densely packed, with at least eight or nine hundred people.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and everyone looked pale and hugged their heads and retreated one after another. Suddenly, a loud "woosh" sound was heard. Someone blew a shrill horn in the pavilion of Baihua Palace, and then the drums and music were played together, which was so powerful that it suppressed the sound of the piano.

At the same time, the water waves in front of him squirted high, and a huge snake tail flew out, hitting heavily on the lake. Then the second, third, and fourth... Eight snake tails broke through the waves and shook wildly, dancing spirals, and rolled up the waves dozens of feet high like a hurricane, and pounced on them in front of them.

"Baqi Big Snake" Xu Xuan was stunned and frightened. Didn't this monster beheaded and cut off his tail, and was sucked away by Xiaoqing and fell off the cliff? How could it appear in this Empress Mountain intact and lively?

Kami's cunning smile suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and her heart sank, it was a terrible. She became the old thief and was ambitious. She always wanted to take the Qing Emperor and replace him. Today, the Qing Emperor surrendered Qinglong and both sides were injured. It was the best time to assassinate him.

The so-called "Yin and Yang Holy Child" is mostly a sacrifice offered by Kami to the Qing Emperor. This old thief named himself and Xiao Qing as "Yin and Yang Holy Child". He was naturally unwilling to let them and Qing Emperor join the Qing Emperor first, and then take advantage of the chaos to lead the "Thirty-Three Mountains" rebels, sneak into the Baihua Palace from the secret path, and caught Qing Emperor off guard.

But this old thief must have never expected that the old Qing Emperor would not be able to hide, leaving only the woman in red guarding the Lotus Pavilion; and he, who was incompatible with the Qing Emperor, not only did not become enemies with his most beloved concubine, but instead fought side by side with her...

The thought was not over, and the waves gushed and the rushing waves were storming. The giant tail of the Yaqi snake was hit on its head.

The palace strings of the "Ding" guqin suddenly broke.

The woman in red continued to sweep the strings of the piano with her left hand, and her right hand was like an orchid, and the green light flashed into the body of the Yaki Snake.

The monster let out a shrill roar, curled up and rushed up more than ten feet high, and shot blood. Eight heads and eight tails grew dozens of green vines, dancing in an extremely fast manner, entangling it tightly.

Xu Xuan was stunned. Wanhe Chunyilang could not have imagined that the Qing Emperor had even passed the two wounded spells of the ancient wood clan to the concubine. Unfortunately, the woman in red had obviously inferior mental power. She was struggling hard by the Yaqi Snake. The green vines that broke out only spiraled for a moment, and disappeared again.

With a "boom", the eight giant pythons roared and crashed into the lake. The whale waves were like boiling, winding and surging, swam towards the terrace and pavilion at a very fast speed.

The woman in red turned to play the piano with both hands, and played the piano with her left hand, forcing everyone's eardrums; her right hand used the piano string as a bow string, and the air arrows rushed into the lake, making the Yaqi snake churning and roaring, approaching with a font of "Zhi".

But after she used the "Ivy in the Valley", it was obviously weakened a lot, and it was even more difficult to use it with one mind at this moment. Among the "Thirty-Three Mountains" surrounding the surrounding rebels, there were many top experts who used joy to defend the enemy. One went up and down, and the sound of the piano was gradually drowned out by the drum music.

Just listen to the horn, the golden gong became louder and louder, and the "keng" guqin broke another string.

Xu Xuan Dalin, in this posture, the remaining five strings will burst out one by one. Suddenly, I remembered the scene of the soul of Ge Changgeng, playing horns and drums at the same time, fighting with the demon queen. I felt a move in my heart. Although my hands and feet were injured at this time, it was difficult to use a sword, but playing the flute to help the match was more than enough.
Chapter completed!