When his clothes were torn to pieces, Qiao felt strong malice.
Lu Qian saw a strong sense of joking in the eyes of the skinny dwarfs who were mixed in the crowd.
With their clothes torn to pieces, a few skinny dwarfs quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, running faster than a field mouse.
Immediately afterwards, chaos broke out.
A few rays of cold light pierced toward Lu Qian's vitals.
They were a few ordinary-looking middle-aged men with unrecognizable facial features and unremarkable clothes.
They were holding daggers and daggers, and they struck hard at Lu Qian with expressionless faces.
The soul flickered in his mind, and Lu Qian did not feel any malice from them.
There was no malicious intent, but he dealt a fatal blow to Lu Qian?
These killers are not the same group as those who ripped their clothes to pieces!
Lu Qian stretched out his hands from his sleeves. He reached out and grasped the barrel of the gun. He spun his body on the spot and the barrel of the gun quickly spun around his body.
There were a few crisp sounds of ‘ding ding’, and the few cold rays of light were all knocked back by the barrel of the gun.
The man's right hand was violently shaken when he took action, and the weapon in his hand was almost knocked out.
They glanced at Lu Qian in shock and immediately changed their targets. They strode back among the crowd, and the weapons in their hands randomly struck around.
With the sound of ‘puff’, more than a dozen people howled and fell to the ground.
The person who attacked Lu Qian waved his left hand repeatedly, and projectiles the size of a child's fist were thrown in all directions, accompanied by dull explosions and balls of fire.
Houses along the roadside were set on fire.
Among the people watching the excitement on the street, some people were constantly being hit by projectiles. White phosphorus and grease adhered to their bodies and burned rapidly, quickly turning these people into burning men who were howling and crying in pain.
The firemen ran around, and the terrible phosphorus fire quickly ignited more people.
It’s winter, so everyone wears thick clothes.
Fur cloaks, silk robes, and silk linings are all good materials for igniting fire.
In just a few breaths, at least a thousand people were engulfed in raging fire on the streets near Sakihoen Garden.
Screams were heard everywhere.
Farther away, there was a loud noise.
At least hundreds of gardens suddenly burst into flames. First, black smoke pillars rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, blazing flames emerged.
God also came to join in the fun, and a strong wind roared in from the north. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the fire head swept over more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and quickly extended from one house to the next.
At this time, the young men and ladies who had been watching the excitement with great interest all fell into a state of panic.
“Put out the fire, put out the fire quickly!”
“Who is setting the fire? Which bastard is it?”
“Help, help quickly, someone is killing someone, someone is killing someone!”
Lu Qian held a long gun and kicked several people running and screaming around him to the ground. Then he jumped into the air and landed on a small building on the street. Several people standing on the top of the building watching the excitement shouted in unison,
Before they could do anything, Lu Qian kicked them all downstairs one by one.
People who were guarding the palace kept rushing up to the small building and neighboring rooftops. They looked around in panic, not knowing what was going on.
From the nearby tall buildings, one after another the unlucky people who were watching the excitement fell miserably.
Arrows were constantly shooting out from all the dark corners. These people stood on a high place and were surrounded by firelight. They became the best targets. They hit arrows in one after another, and fell from the roof of the building screaming miserably.
After a while, archers wearing black clothes and covering their faces with black scarves appeared on the surrounding tall buildings.
They hold long bows and occupy the masters in small and five groups, throwing arrows in all directions very casually.
They did not have any specific target. They fired their bows and arrows wherever there were many people.
“That’s the standard strong bow of the Forbidden Army.” Next to Lu Qian, a palace guard captain exclaimed in surprise.
With the sound of "whooshing" in the air, several long arrows were shot towards Lu Qian and the others.
Lu Qian grabbed a long arrow in one hand.
The arrow shaft is cold and heavy. The three-sided arrow is three inches long. There are finely crafted wolf fangs on the three sides of the arrow. The end of the arrow shaft is made of fine black carved feathers.
Goose feathers and chicken feathers that are not cut corners.
In particular, a series of clear numbered inscriptions are imprinted on the arrow shaft near the arrowhead.
This is indeed the standard carved feather arrow of the Dayin Forbidden Army!
Arrows were flying in all directions, and the streets were filled with surging crowds.
The three-inch-long armor-piercing triangular arrow made a shrill scream and fell heavily. Once it hit the human body, it easily penetrated the entire body.
Amidst the sound of ‘puff’, people kept screaming and falling to the ground.
There were at least three to five hundred such archers on the rooftops of the surrounding buildings. They fired arrows at random, and hundreds of them fell to the ground with every breath.
From time to time, streaks of fire would streak across the darkness from the arrows.
These archers are still throwing rockets at distant buildings, setting more gardens on fire.
Silver bell-like laughter echoed around, vague and absent, like thin steel wires, provoking the most depressed and darkest emotions in everyone's heart.
From all directions, many of the young men and ladies who just ran out to watch the excitement have fallen into madness.
There is a faint fragrance floating in the air.
Many people feel as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood after smelling these aromas.
Coupled with the laughter that sounded like silver bells, unknowingly, more and more people lost control, and more and more people began to chop and kill indiscriminately, constantly hacking at everyone around them.
Luo Qingzhou and several subordinates had already rushed to Yin Ping's side.
Unlucky Yinxi, most of the palace guards around him had been chopped up. In the chaos, no one knew who slashed him twice, one on the shoulder and one on the buttocks.
Yinxing, who was covered in blood, screamed and cursed in a filthy and unpleasant voice, just like a street gangster.
At the critical moment, Yin Ping also fell into a state of madness.
Hands of Fuyao Fist were beaten vigorously by him. At least twenty or thirty unlucky guys around him were severely beaten by him, and each one vomited blood and fell to the ground.
After all, he is the prince of the Dayin clan and has endless resources to squander.
Yin Ping has never seriously practiced martial arts since he was a child, but relying on the resources of the royal family, Yin Ping is indeed a "great master" of the twelfth level of pulse expansion. He can easily kill a cow with one punch.
Luo Qingzhou stood beside the crazy Yinxiang, roaring in a hissing voice without tears: "Your Majesty, something is wrong. Someone, someone deliberately caused a riot. This is a conspiracy, this is a conspiracy!"
"I don't care about your conspiracy, protect me and rush out!" Yinyin punched a barbarian warrior covered in tattoos and sent him flying more than ten feet high, and then kicked a barbarian warrior who was waving a scimitar.
The black-skinned warrior who rushed towards him kicked to the ground, and he yelled at Luo Qingzhou with frothing at the mouth: "I escaped safely, and I guarantee that you are guilty of meritorious deeds. If I die here, you will kill the nine tribes one by one.
Nine clans, kill the nine~~~ clans~~~!”
Yinxin roared "Kill the Nine Tribes" several times in a row. Every time he yelled a word, a ball of blue-black light erupted from his fists, and the powerful Yuan Gang overflowed, knocking down a large area of the chaotic crowd around him.
But the more Yinyin is like this, the more he attracts attention in the chaotic crowd.
In the chaotic flow of people, seven or eight unremarkable-looking men suddenly rushed out together. The swords in their hands brought out cold light and struck directly at Yin Ping with a shrill sound of breaking through the air.
On several tall buildings on the left and right, more than a dozen archers were staring at Yinyin at the same time. The arrows continued to fall like rain, with a little bit of cold light.
Luo Qingzhou and others shouted in unison: "Protect the prince!"
They attacked with all their strength, and several charging assassins were knocked to the ground in two or three strokes. The arrows aimed at Yin Ping were also knocked away by Luo Qingzhou's sword.
Liu Wu, who had been shrinking next to Yin Chen, had low personal strength. He followed Yin Chen and kept crying and wailing.
How could Luo Qingzhou and the others care about protecting this guy?
I don't know who missed the arrow, and landed on Liu Wu's thigh with a 'pop' sound. With a shrill scream, the arrow penetrated Liu Wu's thigh, nailing him firmly to the ground.
on the ground.
Lu Qian glanced at Yin Shang who was shaking his fists wildly on the street, and then at the chaotic situation around him.
The silver bell-like laughter continued.
The dark fragrance in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and it is spreading to all directions.
Lu Qian suddenly shook his hand, and the eagle-feather arrow he had just caught in his hand turned into a black shadow and flew back with an ear-piercing whistle, many times more powerful than when the strong bow was shot just now.
There was a miserable howl, and on a small building more than ten feet away, an archer was hit by an arrow in the neck and fell down.
Raising the steel gun in his hand, Lu Qian shouted loudly at the palace guards gathered around him: "Someone is causing trouble and deliberately causing trouble. Those archers will kill if they can and catch if they can!"
There was a loud sound all around.
An arrow thrown casually by Lu Qian actually killed an archer, making him the target of nearby archers.
At least twenty archers fired their bows and arrows at him, and his treatment immediately surpassed that of Yin Ping.
The arrows broke through the air and struck quickly.
Lu Qian rose into the air, stepped on the arrow, and flew towards the nearest small building. He lit the steel gun to tear the air, making a muffled sound of "buzz", bringing up a cold light, and stabbed it fiercely.
An archer's chest.
Lu Qian swooped down, and the nearby palace guards also took action.
Be able to be noticed by the palace guards. The weakest of the guards of the palace guards are also good at getting started in the Peiyuan realm.
In addition to those strong men, the captains attacked one after another, and the archers on the roofs of several nearby buildings were wiped out in an instant.
On the roof of Youhuangxuan, Zhu Yu looked at the chaotic Sijifang with flickering eyes, and blinked at Bai Lu beside him.
Bai Lu squinted her eyes, nodded slightly, smiled and poured the blood-red wine in her glass cup onto the ground.
There was a "boom", and a hundred feet away, a small building more than ten feet high was burned by the fire and completely collapsed and fell to the ground.
In the chaos, Luo Qingzhou waved his right hand toward the sky, and a projectile flew into the sky.
There was a loud noise, and a ball of blood with a radius of more than ten feet erupted hundreds of feet above the ground.
Intensified sound of war drums came from all around.
There was a high-pitched roar coming from a distance: "The imperial army is on the move, and anyone who blocks the road will be killed without mercy!"