"Quick! Quick! Surround it for me and don't spare any corner!"
Accompanied by rapid footsteps.
A rough and familiar roar came from afar into the backyard.
Yun Luo and the Hidden Dragon Guard in the pavilion, and the green dragon guarding the man in black in the garden, raised their heads alertly upon hearing the sound.
The next second, only a "boom!" was heard.
The palace door was kicked open.
Countless black-armored soldiers surged in like a tide, their swords glowing with cold light, and in the blink of an eye they completely surrounded the main hall and the back garden.
These soldiers are obviously well-trained and extremely elite.
The soldier rushing in front knelt down on one knee and raised his arm.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A handful of crossbow arrows made of fine iron were placed on his arms, and the cold arrows were aimed at the strange-looking Qinglong standing alone in the garden, all the way to his vitals!
The whole process was as fast as lightning.
Qinglong was originally a free-spirited warrior. When had he been surrounded and suppressed by the imperial army?
I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Before he could react, he was already surrounded by people, and his whole body was locked tightly.
Qinglong: "..."
"You bastard, grandpa, where do you think you are going to run away today?!"
A tall man with a strong build and a suit of armor rushed in. He saw the Qinglong standing in the garden from a distance, roared angrily, and stabbed him with a spear in his hand.
"Suffer death!"
Qinglong: "..."
Where does this stupidity come from? Why do you do it without asking?
Qinglong was speechless.
The tall man is not very strong, only at level five.
Of course, Qinglong was not afraid of him. He turned sideways to avoid the tip of the spear, raised his hand to hold the silver spear like lightning, and said helplessly: "This brother..."
"Who is your brother! Little brat!"
The tall man was so angry that he scolded him back on the spot. He twisted the silver gun in his hand, flipped the tip upwards, and stabbed Qinglong at a tricky angle.
"..." Qinglong laughed angrily.
He stood still, crossed his arms in a cross shape, and hit the silver gun head-on.
Before the tall man could laugh at him for seeking his own death, he heard a crisp "ding!"
The shock makes people's eardrums hurt.
The silver spear stabbed Qinglong's arms hard, but it seemed like it was stabbing a hard stone, unable to penetrate.
The tall man was not stupid, and immediately realized that Qinglong had protective gear on his arms.
He twisted his thick eyebrows, an evil spirit appeared in his eyes, roared angrily and pressed down the gun. The silver gun bent into an arc, suddenly rebounded under the strong pressure, and the sharp tip of the gun stabbed Qinglong's head.
"Beautiful."
Qinglong couldn't help but admire and was a little impressed.
Although this silly guy is a bit weak in strength, his on-the-spot reactions are pretty good. It seems he was trained with real swords and guns...
But Qinglong is not a vegetarian either. He dodges and rushes forward with extremely fast steps. He turns his head, and the sharp spearhead almost touches the tip of his nose and stabs him. With a "whoosh" sound, a fierce wind blows up.
"What...!"
The tall man's eyes widened, and he watched helplessly as the green dragon passed by the silver spear and came towards him, but he had no time to dodge.
The next second, cold and sharp fingers clasped his neck!
With just one force, you can easily break his neck.
"..." The tall man froze instantly and broke out in cold sweat.
It’s over...
But the strange thing is that at this moment——
The other party actually stopped!
The five fingers were clasped around his neck tightly, not moving at all.
The tall man raised his head in confusion, met Qinglong's teasing gaze, and said with a half-smile, "Do you still want to fight?"