The ghostly figure advanced and retreated freely in the killing array.
Yang Shu's expression slowly became serious.
"What a quick move." Mingwei admired, "Such strength is on the forefront of the world, right? I wonder how it compares to the masters of your Imperial City Division?"
Yang Shu said: "A careless person can be called a master."
Ming smiled, not wanting to expose him.
Although she currently has poor martial arts skills, she does have good eyesight.
It may not be easy to win over this unknown master.
The man's figure flashed, and he saw a silver light, "chi chi chi" several times, one of the guards yelled "ah" and was hit by a hidden weapon.
There was a corner missing from the killing array, so the man chuckled and broke out.
"Where to go!" Yang Shu's figure flashed, the umbrella bone was like a sword, and he pierced away.
The man twisted his waist to avoid the stabbing, but unexpectedly the umbrella bone followed him like a shadow.
"Hey!" He was extremely surprised, "Such good skills are unexpected."
Yang Shu sneered: "It's a good skill to keep you here."
The man smiled: "Then you will be disappointed!"
The two were evenly matched, and there was a constant "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound of weapons clashing with each other. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had been made. The guards were unable to intervene and could only stand guard on the outside.
The man suddenly said "Hey" and threw something out: "Lei Zhenzi, pick it up!"
Yang Shu was stunned.
The Lei Zhenzi that Jiang Hu is talking about is not the legendary Thunder Lord, but a hidden weapon filled with gunpowder. Although it is not very powerful, it can kill many people in a sneak attack.
He immediately opened his umbrella and threw out the hidden weapon thrown by the man.
The man looked at the gap and jumped towards Ming San. Suddenly he saw the hidden weapon being thrown back, and was stunned for a moment. In his haste, he only had time to lift Ming San and move back.
"Boom!" The hidden weapon exploded.
"Ah!" Ming San cried out in pain.
This man also groaned and sighed inwardly.
Why didn't this pretty boy play his cards according to the rules? He gave a warning before throwing out the concealed weapon, not because of the rules of the world, but to scare them and make them retreat.
Who would have known that he would actually use an umbrella to block it? All his efforts were in vain.
"I'm not having any luck today, so I won't stay here any longer. Goodbye!"
Seeing this man carrying Ming San, he was about to run away.
Yang Shu sneered: "Who allowed you to leave!"
As soon as the umbrella surface is closed, the umbrella ribs are like blades, piercing straight away.
He realized that it was inconvenient for the other party to lift Ming San, so he stabbed the arm he was using to lift Ming San.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly lifted Ming San up...
"Ah!" Another scream came out.
The man had already let go and laughed: "Want him? I'll give it to you. Goodbye!"
Having said this, he held a spiritual talisman between his fingers, suddenly transformed into magical power, and shot it towards the Mingtian Spirit Cap.
This is the Soul Dispelling Talisman.
As long as the shot is accurate, Mingsan will be alive and his soul will be scattered in an instant.
You can't use magic to harm people? This is indeed what he said.
But Ming San cannot be considered a human being.
The moment he decided to sell his life, he was no longer a human being.
Ming San, who was continuously blasted by Lei Zhenzi and asked Yang Shu to poke his pipa bone through, felt the approaching chill.
He was well versed in Xuanshi, and when he saw the talisman, he knew what the method was.
Fear suddenly hit his heart, and he shouted: "No!"
But this man smiled particularly kindly, with the same expression as when he sneaked into the side hall to save him just now, and his hand movements did not pause at all.
Mingsan closed his eyes, waiting for the coming pain.
"Phew!" The low voice was so weak that it seemed like an hallucination.
Then there was a groan, and blood was sprinkled on his face.
Ming San opened his eyes and saw his companion who had jumped high to the top of the tree, holding his waist.
His face was gloomy, what he was looking at was not Yang Shu who stabbed him with the tip of his umbrella, but Ming Wei who was separated by many guards.
"Little girl, your magic is pretty good!" He grinned, showing a bloodthirsty smile, "You can break up my soul-dispersing talisman even from such a distance. I have never encountered many mystical practitioners of this level. You
Which way is it?"
Ming Wei smiled and said: "Thank you, I can't tell you my origin now. I'll correct you a little more."
"What?"
"I am not a magician, but a fortune teller."
The man was startled: "What?!"
Unable to wait for Mingwei's response, the guards pressed forward again.
This man was injured. He glanced at Ming San, who was groaning, and sneered: "Old ghost, please wish yourself well!"
As he spoke, he jumped up and flew away quickly.
"Chase!" shouted the guard captain.
The guards were skillfully divided into two columns, the smaller column left the guard behind, and the larger column chased them out.
Yang Shu stepped forward and grabbed Ming San's head: "Want to die? It won't be that easy this time!"
I made a mistake and removed his jaw to prevent him from committing suicide again.
Mingwei walked over, looked at Mingsan who was tired on the ground, and sighed.
At this time, his hair was disheveled, one of his legs was blown to pieces, and his pipa bone was pierced. He looked very bleak, and there was no trace of his high-spirited appearance just now.
Even so, Ming San still looked at her with deep malice.
Mingwei found that she felt surprisingly calm.
"Master once told me that there has never been a saying that human nature is inherently good. There are some people in this world who are born evil. They have no conscience and do not feel guilty." She looked down at Ming San, "When I see you, I believe
Already."
Ming San had his jaw removed and could not speak, but his eyes were still vicious.
Not long after, the captain of the guard came back with his men and returned with shame: "Master, let him run away."
Yang Shu sighed: "It's normal that you can't catch him. Even with my Qinggong, I may not be able to catch him."
He pointed at the half-dead Ming San: "Take it away!"
"yes."
…
Prince Qidong suddenly stood up: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I have been waiting for a long time. Wu Yi is confessing. I think he will get all the confessions soon."
He smiled so kindly that even Prince Qidong couldn't understand whether Mr. Wu had brought his troubles to light.
Maybe that guy Wu Yi didn't do anything?
No, no, no, you shouldn't take any chances.
Wu Yi tried so hard to hide in the palace for more than ten years and expected him to protect him? Stop dreaming!
The most important thing for him now is to protect himself.
Speaking of which, although he had that intention, others did everything.
He has never seen soldiers in armor, they just hid some food. And he has never handled this food!
What can I do to protect myself?
Will the emperor believe him?
Prince Qidong thought again of the fate of his cousin Prince Liuyang.
Two thoughts were going back and forth in my mind.
"...Although this Wu Yi has committed a heinous crime that cannot be pardoned, his confession is still timely and he has served his crime well. I will decide not to let him suffer. When he enters the capital and reports to the Holy Emperor, he will be given a happy
.”
Confess in time and make meritorious service!
These two sentences were like lightning striking into the fog, and Prince Qidong suddenly came to his senses.
"Master Jiang! Xiao Wang is guilty, please help me!"