The entire palace was now in a state of panic, and there were not even any guards at the palace gate.
But I can't blame them. After all, the news of the Qing army's entry into the city has finally spread. In the distance, there are Buddhist giants shooting everywhere, and there is a hole in the sky, and luck is floating around. Anyone would be panicked.
This makes Qin Shuang and others feel a bit embarrassed, they... don't know the way!
Yes, they told us to come here to stop the demon clan from stealing luck and preventing the birth of the demon kingdom. But how to stop it? It's simple, just kill the person in charge. But the problem comes again, where is the person in charge?
Now that we already know that the person who caused the trouble is Gongsun Sheng, if there is a guard here, there is no way someone can lead the way. Now that his eyes are black, what's going on!
"Father, it's up to you!"
Xiang Yu's eyes were very cunning, and he completely used Fan Zeng as a fortune teller.
Fan Zeng didn't hesitate. He put his cane on the ground and then let go. The cane fell to the side with a snap, "Go this way!"
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Not to mention, this fortune-telling method seems unreliable, no, very unreliable, but when everyone actually ran in that direction, they quickly encountered obstacles.
Thick black mist swept in from the spacious corridor, covering everything as it rolled.
In the thick fog, everyone was on alert, but they still didn't stop walking. It was unbelievable. The sign was the floor tiles under their feet.
However, once this behavior is discovered, it will be affected by the organizer, so when everyone finds that the floor tiles have started to be repeated, they stop immediately.
"We should have sprinted for nearly ten feet just now. In other words, even if the path cycle has started, the distance of more than ten feet is still real."
"Tear down the wall!"
At this time, if you can use simple methods, you will never compete with the enemy's IQ.
Nie Feng and Qin Shuang are worthy of being half-brothers. They have a tacit understanding of attacking the walls on both sides at the same time. They are both elite masters in the innate realm. The building walls of the Song Dynasty Palace really cannot stop the two from wreaking havoc.
, after one punch and one kick, everyone could clearly see the next door.
"This formation is meant to delay us. Don't worry about it. The first thing you see after the effect starts is similar to that of a ghost hitting a wall. It's real. Just tear it down all the way!"
As the oldest fortune teller here, Fan Zeng is naturally experienced in such scenes, and everyone began to disperse and rush out after hearing this.
You don’t need to worry too much about danger at this time. You have more Song people than people in the palace of the Song Dynasty? This is obviously unrealistic, even if you are the national master of the Song Dynasty. After all, you want to steal luck, that is
Naturally, you are against the human race, and both the Qing and Song dynasties will unite to deal with you for the time being.
Of course, this is limited to the master level. Those soldiers who are not even qualified to watch the battle should still do whatever they want.
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At the door of Song Huizong's palace, a group of ministers and Song Huizong stretched their necks and looked at the sky. None of them said a word. The key was that they didn't understand what was going on. Talking nonsense might affect their career.
Cai Jing glanced at Song Huizong, who was confused, and reminded: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
What should we do? I'm just an emperor, how can I know what's going on with this celestial fortune? "By the way, such a celestial phenomenon... hurry up and pay an audience to the Imperial Master!"
Everyone seemed to have light bulbs turning on in their heads. Oh, right, shouldn't the National Master be the one to handle this situation?
Several young eunuchs started running towards Qintian Prison as if they were running a hundred-meter race, but before they could get far, the heavy gray fog engulfed everyone.
"What is this?" The ministers looked around in panic, but this did not change anything.
But it blocked the only person who still had the heart to save them, Qiao Feng!
Qiao Feng had been following Dorgon not far, but as soon as he arrived at the palace, he went straight to Song Huizong's palace. Although Song Huizong should be discussing matters with the ministers in the main hall at this time, it was Song Huizong after all.
Playing in the bedroom is his character.
It is much easier to find the dormitory than to find the Qintian Prison, because the dormitory is definitely located along the main hall. Qiao Feng thought so and did so. However, the enemy did not seem to want Song Huizong to be found, so the fog
It spread to the entire hall and bedroom in an instant. Similarly, Qiao Feng was also the first to encounter the enemy.
"Oh? A newbie on the list? That's fine, you can play for a while!"
The mighty sound surrounded the mist, and it was impossible to tell where it came from. Qiao Feng was a little anxious. Although he really didn't want to save Song Huizong, he had to admit that Song Huizong was the only existence that could boost morale.
As long as he appears at the city gate, the Song army may desperately push out the Qing army that has squeezed in. After all, the Qing army did not maintain a fierce offensive rhythm just because of the battle on the ground list. Now the two armies are in a stalemate at the city gate.
Lived.
Qiao Feng opened the way with both hands and slapped the ground one after another. He didn't think he was brave or resourceful, but he could find a way out without using his brain. He believed in his palm power, vision, hearing and even smell.
They may betray you, but the palm power will not, because whenever the palm power is affected, it will be depleted and it will be discovered by him, so from a certain perspective, this palm power is a sign.
Boom boom boom, the big craters blasted by the palm force continued forward, making Qiao Feng a little closer to Song Huizong, and even Song Huizong and the ministers could hear a little sound from the mist.
Whoosh whoosh!
Just as he was about to continue moving forward, three arrows suddenly shot out from the mist, piercing the air and whistling coldly, as if the wind had been ripped away, and they arrived in front of Qiao Feng in the blink of an eye.
"Get away!"
Qiao Feng has never been so angry as he is today. He has been angry since he was stationed at Yanmen Pass. Wu Min was inexplicably penetrated through the city gate because of the so-called peace talks. Now he was about to find Song Huizong but was stopped again.
.
The anger in his heart was like a gushing volcano, mixed with the complicated feelings for his homeland and country. At this time, not to mention monsters and ghosts that came from nowhere, even the masters of the local rankings wanted to slap him in the face!
roar!
His true energy had been condensed into reality, and he didn't even look at the arrows that were coming towards him, he just aimed a palm towards the depths of the mist.
The dragon-shaped energy seems to be alive. The dragon is fighting in the wild, and its blood is black and yellow. Now it is the critical moment of internal and external embarrassment. Only by fighting a bloody way can we find hope. This palm is like this. Qiao Feng is in such a state of mind.
I gained a new understanding of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
And the dragon-shaped energy didn't know what had happened to it, but it actually circled around in the gray mist and hit someone hard on the back.
"ah!"
There was a scream, the bow string was broken, and the figure fell out immediately.
Qiao Feng didn't understand what happened, but he didn't care. The one who was beaten must be an enemy. Just shoot him and that's it!
"Enough! You humble mortal!"
Hua Rong rolled to his feet, threw the broken bow to the ground, and suddenly a red-furred fox jumped out of him. This fox was as big as a house, with ferocious eyes and sharp teeth. The most mysterious thing was that it actually had two wings on its shoulders.
fin!
Qiao Feng was startled, but he became more convinced of the opponent's identity as a monster. He stared at Hua Rong, whose eyes turned white and stood there blankly, while the fin fox solidified and struck Qiao Feng with a claw.
Come.
This claw was so fast and cruel that Qiao Feng had to change his palm into a slash and face the claw fiercely.
Bang bang, a bloody mouth appeared in Qiao Feng's palm. The sharp claws of the shark-fin fox had clearly penetrated his Qi and damaged his flesh.
"Hahaha, this formation can manifest the demon souls of our brothers into entities. When you see us, you will have already been defeated!"
Qiao Feng is not a little piece of meat who needs to be surrounded by a few people just to make a cut. It doesn't matter whether you are real or fake, I will just shoot you!
Roar! The dragon's roar became louder and louder, and the originally transparent energy on his body gradually turned into a golden light.
Hua Rong, who had turned into a fish-finned fox, was naturally not afraid of him, and faced the dragon-shaped energy and started to face hard steel.
This is a battle between man and beast. It feels a bit like Hulk Hard Steel Fenrir Wolf. They collide again and again. Qiao Feng becomes more and more courageous as he fights. Each time he roars louder than the last, he hits.
Later, Hua Rong felt that his ears were filled with agitated and demonic roars.
What? Noise pollution?
Another claw collided with a palm. Hua Rong was even prepared to be knocked back. However, he never expected that Qiao Feng turned his palm into a claw and dug into the flesh of the fox's paw, causing a huge burst of force.
The force of the pull caused the fin fox figure to lose its balance. However, Qiao Feng did not take the opportunity to take over the palm. Instead, he roared a gust of wind into its fox ears. The loud dragon roar went straight to the bottom of the ears and instantly pierced the eardrums.
This caused a stream of blood to spurt out of the fox's ears.
Dragon Claw Hand! Dragon Roan!
His master is not only Wang Jiantong, but also a former Shaolin monk. As for Dragon Roar, it is an attack method that he has understood in his heart, and it was in the attack just now.
Today, he didn't know why the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had many changes. Maybe it was because he entered the list of people, maybe it was because of the luck flowing in the sky. Anyway, he became stronger and changed enough to kill the monster in front of him.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Hu Er was yelled to the point of bleeding. Hua Rong naturally could no longer stay awake. In a flash, his body hit Qiao Feng with one palm, then two palms, three palms, four palms...ten palms...fifteen palms...ten
Eight palms!
Qiao Feng was like a machine gun and in the blink of an eye he reached shadow-level hand speed. His palms urged him to life, breaking muscles and bones. When he stopped his hand, the fin fox had exploded into a ball of rotten flesh, and his original body was covered in blood.
The body was submerged, but in an instant it turned into a vast gray mist and disappeared.
But if you look at the human body on the ground again, you will find that it ages and decays at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally becomes a pile of ashes. The aftermath of the palm wind sweeps over and floats everywhere.
Qiao Feng panted violently for a while, then turned around and rushed towards the palace. However, when he arrived, he only saw a few trembling eunuchs and maids.
Qiao Feng reached out and grabbed a young eunuch, "Where is the emperor?"