"Your Majesty, have mercy on me! Your Majesty, have mercy on me!"
When they heard that they were about to be beheaded, dozens of people immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
It’s not that they don’t try their best to protect, it’s that the person coming is too advanced in martial arts to stop them! “He’s just a mere thief, why should he hurt these people’s lives for him?”
In the room, Long Feiyan's indifferent voice suddenly came: "Let them all go back, as long as there are green branches and green leaves here."
"Long Fei..." "Yes, Master!"
Qingye interrupted Emperor Qiwen's words, nodded to him and said: "Your Majesty, my master is not in good health tonight. I ask your Majesty not to disturb my master's rest. Please come back!"
Emperor Qiwen really had no choice but to take another deep look at the closed door, and then left with a sigh.
The guards survived the catastrophe and kowtowed to the empress's door one by one to thank her. In the end, they all left.
But the moment they completely left Liyuan, there was a sudden bang, and the door in the backyard of Liyuan that had been watched by many people was split into pieces with a palm.
With two whooshing sounds, green leaves and green branches swept up to the roof with a long sword in hand.
The stars were setting and the moon was moving, and the black clothes were fluttering under the night. The power of that palm was not something that the green branches could resist.
The long sword in her hand was knocked away by the force of her palm, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop. Her figure was also swept off the roof and fell heavily to the ground.
In mid-air, someone lightly held him up from below. Qingzhi turned over and landed firmly on the roof again, standing next to Qingye who was shaken by the force of the palm and took several steps back.
The two of them were panting, especially Qingzhi. After receiving Mu Mu's palm, his blood was now boiling and he might vomit blood again at any time.
Qingye also felt bad. She didn't expect that the Nine Prince's skills were so powerful and even more unpredictable than she imagined. Compared with her master, it was hard to say who would win.
But the most important thing now is that besides Ninth Prince, there is another person whose skill is not much weaker than Ninth Prince.
The two of them stood together, giving people an invincible feeling that no one could beat! After Long Feiyan held up the green branches, she stepped calmly and walked out from behind the two of them. She was covered in white clothes and could not tell her true age.
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With such a graceful body and mind, she looks like a teenage girl.
However, those eyes filled with vicissitudes of life are definitely not something that a teenage girl can have.
Her eyes flickered over Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu. She could still remain calm and calm in the face of such a powerful peerless master.
"No wonder others say that brothers who work together are more powerful than gold. If you two brothers join forces, you may be able to sweep across the entire Beimu Kingdom."
The two of them didn't speak, but they didn't seem to have any intention of joining forces to deal with her.
"It is not the behavior of a hero to bully a minority by bullying them!"
Aoba took a step forward, but showed no sign of taking action.
She is very smart. If she takes action, it will be justifiable for the two brothers to join forces.
But if they don't take action themselves and face the master alone, these two people may not be willing to join forces.
As long as it's one-on-one, the master may not lose to any of them.
Unfortunately, what they faced tonight was the Ninth Prince who never cared about the eyes of the world.
With a cry, the Ninth Prince's palm was extremely sharp, and it was a deadly heavy palm without leaving any room.
Mu Mu gathered strength in his palm, and the moment Zhan Qingcheng took out his palm, he jumped up and grabbed Long Feiyan in front of his face with his five fingers.
The two of them joined forces today, not because of their identities, nor because they were almost invincible together, but because the person in front of them hurt Feng Jiuer and the person they both cared about.
No one had an appointment with the other, nor did they have any plans. When the two came here, they found that the other party was also here.
So even if they attack together, there is no need for any tacit understanding, they just do what they should do.
The moment the two brothers took action, Long Feiyan saw clearly the relationship between them. They were obviously brothers, but they were not of the same mind at all.
Ha, interesting.
Her long sleeves were fluttering, and her figure looked weak, but when the Ninth Prince's palm came, she greeted it with a bang and a cold palm.
She didn't know when she had the short knife in her hand. She moved her left hand upward to block it, and with a swipe, the blade met Mu Mu's five fingers.
In just an instant, the three people had already completed the move.
Long Feiyan's hair was slightly messy, but her breath was not disturbed at all, her face was still as light as an orchid smile, and the light in her eyes had not faded even a little.
Qingye and Qingzhi clenched their swords, trying to attack Mu Mu from both sides.
There was no one to stop Zhan Qingcheng, and another palm with a huge aura completely enveloped Long Feiyan under the wind of the palm.
Long Feiyan raised his palms to greet each other and said with a smile: "There is only one Feng Jiu'er, but both of your brothers are so devoted to each other. Will they kill each other for the sake of a woman in the future?"
Zhan Qingcheng was unmoved, his eyes darkened slightly, and he pressed down with his palm force instantly, like a mountain pressing down on him, and finally the smile on Long Feiyan's lips disappeared.
After living in seclusion for so many years, this master of the world has indeed become a new generation.
The Ninth Prince's internal energy is boundless and as thick as the sea. When this palm is pressed down, the force of the palm is fine and dense, but it is as hard as fine steel.
You can't tear it apart, you can't cut it apart, you can only forcefully connect it! Long Feiyan's eyes are dark, and the anger in his eyes is in this palm, don't force the cold light to appear! The scene of thousands of troops that day, wailing all over the place, and blood flowing like rivers
, was dug up from the deepest part of my heart.
Hatred, blood, conspiracy, frame-up, and the pain of annihilation seem to be right in front of you.
She has been dormant for more than ten years, not for a stable and peaceful life, but for the bloodbath of her enemies back then, and to tear these people into pieces one by one! "Ah..." The dense net of Qi of the Ninth Prince had already been
Long Feiyan was pressed so hard that she couldn't even breathe, but in an instant, she suddenly raised her head, tensed her fingers, and her internal energy was like an explosion of floods. With a bang, she tore apart the qi that was pressing down on her body.
Half.
Zhan Qingcheng's hair floated, her long sleeves flicked violently, and she was forced to take a few steps back, her steps a little messy.
In front of him was a cold woman, her heart seemed to be frozen under the cold river for thousands of years, and the violence in her eyes was enough to tear the entire river and mountain into pieces.
"I don't want to touch you right now, but if you still keep pushing each other hard, next year today will be the time when the people you care about cry for you again!"
She jumped up, her flying hair was blown by the strong wind, her pale hands, the fingers were like swords, before the wind from her palms came, the breath around her seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing the opponent's heart.
When Qingye saw it, his expression suddenly changed: "Master, be careful of going crazy!"
Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu didn't dare to be careless. The woman in white didn't know what kind of stimulation she received, and her mind was obviously controlled by the true energy.
And the true energy in her body was something even they couldn't resist.
Once it breaks out, no one can escape unscathed from this battle.
