After receiving the report from the spy at the palace, Prince Jing gave instructions to Wang Ziwei: "King En and the Sixth Princess have entered the inner city, and it's time to bring Tang Yan out. I want to see if they can take Tang Yan away unharmed, or...
I watched helplessly as Tang Yan was humiliated in front of them."
"My subordinates think that there is no need to rush to bring out Tang Yan himself. Two hands are enough, which can not only give them a blow, but also stimulate their emotions. Depending on the situation, I can take out a few bones one by one, so that the initiative can always be in the hands."
In our hands.”
Prince Jing was silent for a while: "This is the palace, we are the hosts, and they are the guests. The two hands are too bloody, which shows that we are not polite enough. Let's gouge out the two ears first, and see the attitude of Prince En, and then take the punishment from Tang Yan one by one according to the situation.
Cut something."
Wang Ziwei took the order and left the meeting hall and rushed to the entrance of the deep courtyard dungeon.
It's been the sixth day since Tang Yan was captured. Things went smoothly in the palace, and no one caused trouble in advance. But unfortunately, they have not been able to successfully round up the Sand Waterfall Mercenary Group, which means they have not solved the problem of "humiliating Su Qian".
Hidden dangers caused by falling.
Otherwise, Wang Ziwei has more ways to make Tang Yan suffer humiliation, and he can torture him more casually, doing whatever he wants, until his life is worse than death.
But now I am worried about Su Qianluo, so I can only cut a few parts on Tang Yan, but I am still doing it with my hands tied, and I feel like I have not finished it yet.
But this time, Wang Ziwei decided to cut off Tang Yan's ears with his own hands.
Within the prison space.
Tang Yan's fighting spirit soared to the extreme, the curve of the corner of his mouth became more and more cruel, his eyes were filled with evil red light, and the long hair on his forehead was first withered and yellow, and then pale.
Life is wasting away!
Tang Yan didn't care at all. He just stared at the wall in front of him, holding the ancient war knife tightly with both hands. The veins on his arms and wrists appeared. His whole body was like a predatory lion, ready to attack.
The murderous intent and momentum were like a rising tide. The energy was becoming more and more turbulent, distorting the cage space, almost reaching the point of losing control.
finally……
Buzz!
The runes embedded on the four walls began to squirm, emitting a lead-colored brilliance.
The wall directly in front of Tang Yan was the brightest, and the runes twisted into the shape of a 'door'.
When Wang Ziwei stepped through the 'Rune Gate', the thick smell of blood immediately hit his face. In this microsecond, he couldn't help but think of the 'wonderful scene' of Tang Yan's suffering, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
But this was only a momentary conscious reaction. Along with the smell of blood, there was also an extremely suppressed energy fluctuation.
Something's wrong!
Wang Ziwei's heart trembled with fear. Before he could fully step into the cage, his body immediately stopped and his eyes fixed on the ferocious figure in front of him.
This scene in reality was completely different from the fantasy in his mind. Even though Wang Ziwei was too cunning to be surprised, he did not react immediately.
"Wang Ziwei, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Tang Yan didn't give him a chance to prepare or escape. The moment Wang Ziwei's half of his body stepped out of the space, the ancient sword that had been preparing for a long time struck out.
Ouch!
In the ancient war world, the phantom of the dominating war demon looked up to the sky and roared, turning the black magic sword and rising from the sky. The world trembled, the mountains and rivers were silent, and the terrifying sword light hit the sky.
Crash! Like a heavy hammer falling on glass, the entire canopy space completely collapsed.
As the war demons in the ancient war world went crazy, Tang Yan himself used the Heaven-Destroying Combat Technique at the same time, which was equally powerful and smashed half of Wang Ziwei's body into pieces. Because of his entry, the "unlocking" of the cage restrictions was also caused.
It was during this period that the restriction was no longer comprehensive, facing Tang Yan's martial arts that was comparable to a strike from a third-level peak martial master.
The runes inside the entire cage were completely messed up.
Boom boom boom!
The black iron cage was no longer clamped, and began to vibrate violently like boiling, with cracks spread inside and out.
This giant cage is located in the inner courtyard of the palace. When it is restrained and shattered, its violent vibrations have an impact no less than a magnitude 9 earthquake. In an instant, the ground trembles violently, houses collapse, ancient trees break, and ferocious cracks snake.
Extension.
Tang Yan exerted all his power to use the Ancient Battle Technique of Collapse of Heaven, which was full of residual power. It progressed layer by layer. With a click, the cage was completely shattered. In just a short moment, the whole cage exploded.
This was the real earth-shattering moment. A terrifying roar accompanied by the shattered black iron fragments burst open the ground, wreaking havoc in a straight line with the force of a heavy hammer.
The entire royal palace complex covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters was hit, and the central area was directly transformed into a broken hole, as if it had been hit by a meteorite.
Without any warning, a large number of soldiers patrolling nearby died tragically.
The sound wave was too fast and violent, and the tremors were so strong that it not only drowned the palace complex, but also spread to the entire inner city.
For a moment, all the voices fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked towards Prince Jing's Mansion in surprise.
Big question marks and exclamation marks hung on everyone's head.
King En's troops, the old marshal, and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who were about to arrive, all stopped in response and headed towards the smoke-filled palaces in the distance.
"Haha, Prince Jing, in this gathering of heroes, can I, Tang Yan, have a seat?" The domineering roar echoed through the chaotic ruins, and a figure shattered the ground and shot straight into the clouds, startling the entire city with stunned eyes.
"It's Tang Yan? How did he escape!" All the forces in the inner city changed their expressions. Tang Yan was obviously under the full custody of Prince Jing's palace. How could he escape easily? But... the collapsed ground, the rushing smoke, and the mixed sadness.
The screams all became the foil for this roar.
Wang Ziwei was buried in a mess of boulders, his body was in tatters and his breath was weak. He was completely caught off guard before and was attacked without even a small amount of defense. Then the attack caused by the collapse of the cage caused unprecedented heavy damage.
The prince and other Martial Lords and Martial Kings all rushed to the sky, overlooking the dilapidated palace, each of their faces looking uglier than the last.
"Tang Yan!" Prince Jing raised his head to the sky, staring at the figure that went straight into the sky, his face was as sinking as water, and his expression was cold.
"He is locked in a black iron prison, how can he escape easily!" Ancestor Yan Xinghan's eyes flashed, penetrating the clouds like lightning, and locked onto the phantom.
Buzz buzz!
Layers of Buddhist sounds suddenly appeared in the sky and the earth, like thousands of Buddhist disciples knocking fish and chanting sutras. The chanting sounds were like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, majestic and sacred, echoing over the majestic ancient city.
The Buddha's light shines everywhere, like the scorching sun blooming deep in the clouds, and the light fills the sky in an instant. In the shocked eyes of everyone, a giant Buddha statue stands tall, surrounded by golden light, and has a majestic appearance. The giant Swastika seal rotates in the sky, like a blazing sun.
world.
"Hundred Buddha Gang Seal, end reincarnation!" Tang Yan flipped his hand and hit hundreds of Buddha seals one after another. The first nine were the Vajra Tripitaka Mantra Seal. Based on this, the strongest Buddha seals such as the Nine Layer Soul Sealing Seal were successively
They gather together to form a strong and powerful Buddha palm.
The brand new Hundred Buddha Gang Seal, the most powerful, rigid, fierce and domineering!
The Buddha's palm became the only one in the sight of millions of people in the city. It squeezed out the light curtain, broke through the clouds, and stamped its mark towards the vast ruins of Prince Jing's Mansion!
In the ruins, Wang Ziwei woke up with a start, roared in his throat, raised his palm to the sky, and a dazzling light burst out, squeezing his whole body's spiritual energy and hastily fought back.
but……
Faced with Tang Yan's decisive murderous intention, his hasty counterattack was of no help at all.
The Buddha's palm flew down proudly, annihilating his light in a blink of an eye, and slammed down towards the main body.
In mid-air, Yan Xinghan frowned and stared at the giant golden Buddha. The domineering Buddha's power in the palm prints made him feel a little surprised. This was obviously the martial arts of the Pure Land. How could it appear in the Yan Kingdom? Prince Jing never mentioned to him that Tang Yan had
Pure land identity.
"Ancestor, save people!" Prince Jing reminded urgently, why are you so distracted at this time? Wang Ziwei is his confidant and a third-level martial master. Tang Yan can kill him, which means that the Flame Demon Bear inside will definitely suffer. If he loses it again
Without Wang Ziwei, the power of Prince Jing's Mansion will definitely decrease again and again.
"Junior, don't be so presumptuous, keep your subordinates!" Yan Xinghan extended his hand to attack, and the space in front of him twisted, turning into a star-like blade, scattering little bits of light, and struck directly at the Buddha's seal.
Clang, harsh sound waves stirred up the heaven and earth, but the attack was random but unparalleled. The stars trembled, the Buddha's seal collapsed, and the brief confrontation was completely destroyed, forming a whirlwind-like raging wave.
All objects within a hundred meters of the surrounding area turned into dust.
Wang Ziwei was in the center of the storm and was affected the most. His already broken body was injured again and was thrown away in a state of panic.
"Save him!" Prince Jing's palace looked gloomy and immediately shouted at the surviving guards.
But before they could rush over, the ground where Wang Ziwei had just fallen suddenly collapsed, and an animal claw shot out, grabbing him completely and dragging him into a deep pit in the blink of an eye.
"What the hell?" the guards exclaimed, all drawing swords and attacking.
"If you are really capable, come and get it yourself." A cold voice seemed to reverberate underground. In an instant, the entire Prince Jing's Mansion was shaking. The earth cracked, gravel splashed, and thick ancient black stone trees appeared and gathered together.
It turned into a ferocious and shocking giant stone forest, emitting harsh and twisted liquid, filled with layers of petrified mist.
All the warriors who rushed in were swept away, some were pierced by branches, and some were submerged in the petrified mist. However, they all turned into stone sculptures in the blink of an eye, retaining their expressions and postures in life, but no longer alive.
Even Prince Jing was so stunned by this scene that he forgot to stop his subordinates.
The image of the stone forest evoked dense breathing sounds in the distance, and pairs of eyes widened. The boiling growth of the stone forest seemed to lift their hearts into their throats.
The violent ground shaking even affected the entire ancient city. People in the outer city area were unaware of the situation and just looked eagerly from a distance to know what happened.