Seeing Mi Youqiao, Lin Tianheng was not in a hurry to show himself, but just watched the development of things.
Mi Youqiao, formerly known as Mi Cangqiong, is not only the most unpredictable martial artist in the palace, but also a cunning and cunning person. He can deal with all major forces with ease and have both sides.
As someone close to the emperor, Mi Youqiao should have been the first one to discover something strange about the emperor. However, he did not choose to act rashly to alert the snake, but spread the news outside the palace, allowing Zhuge Zhengwo to take the lead in attacking, while he himself
After rescuing the emperor, he stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation.
"What if I don't obey?" Lin Junhao glanced at the Imperial Guards wearing armor and holding shields around him, and said calmly.
"Then we can only end up with thousands of arrows piercing our hearts!" As he spoke, Mi Youqiao raised his eyebrows and stared, raising his left hand above his head. The formation of the Forbidden Army immediately changed, and the Forbidden Army holding shields formed a shield formation.
A cold light flashed in the gaps between them.
More than a thousand archers were already aiming at all the vital points around Lin Junhao. They only waited for Mi Youqiao's order to shoot Lin Junhao into a hedgehog.
After witnessing the battle between Lin Junhao and Zhuge Zhengwo, Mi Youqiao naturally had no intention of fighting Lin Junhao alone.
His strength is at most about the same as that of Zhuge Zhengwo. Even if he uses that domineering stick in the sky, he may end up no better than Zhuge Zhengwo who is still lying on the ground.
But Mi Youqiao doesn't have to fight with Lin Junhao personally. Thousands of forbidden troops here are his support!
There are many martial arts masters in the capital. If there is no extremely powerful guard in the palace, how can they subdue the Jinfeng Xiaoyulou, Liufenbantang and Mitian Alliance? These thousands of forbidden troops are the real elite of the Song Dynasty!
The bows and arrows of the Forbidden Army are all specially made. They are shot by the Forbidden Army who are skilled in martial arts. They have the power to break through the internal energy and form an arrow formation. The power is unrivaled. Mi Youqiao and even the terrifying one, if it were in his face
In this arrow array, I am afraid that only ten thousand arrows can penetrate the heart.
However, Lin Junhao is not afraid. A master at the master level can defeat a thousand armies with one person. Even in Daqi, apart from masters at the same level, there are only good generals who have been on the battlefield for a long time. With exquisite battle formations, the entire army can be defeated.
Only when the energy and spirit are concentrated in one place can the master be surrounded and killed.
Lin Junhao did not think that anyone in the Song Dynasty, whose military force was far inferior to that of the Qi Dynasty, could develop such a battle formation. Moreover, this was the Imperial Palace, not an iron-blooded battlefield, so the power of the battle formation would be greatly reduced.
"Let go!" Seeing that Lin Junhao had no intention of surrender, Mi Youqiao waved his left hand hard.
More than a thousand arrows flashed with black light and immediately pierced the sky, like countless black lightnings, which seemed to be able to strangle everything, which was very terrifying.
Although the arrow is fast, Lin Junhao's speed is even faster. His fist is incredibly fast. Under the unparalleled force of the fist, the space is shaking violently as if it has turned into water, and the fierce wind of the fist has brought a force to the naked eye.
Visible powerful air waves!
Being blown by this air wave, the arrow immediately lost its forward momentum, and then was crushed into pieces by the roaring fist force, turning into flying debris all over the sky.
Among the flying debris, Lin Junhao's figure had already reached Mi Youqiao. The distance of tens of feet seemed to be just one step away. From Mi Youqiao's perspective, Lin Junhao's movement was so fast that it was like teleporting.
But at this time, Mi Youqiao could no longer lament Lin Junhao's physical weakness, because Lin Junhao's attack was so close to his face that Mi Youqiao could only defend himself!
Mi Youqiao waved the long stick in his hand and made a sharp whistling sound.
His stick is extremely long and becomes more pointed as it reaches the tip, like a living and uncontrollable thing. It makes various sharp sounds in his hand: like a lion's roar, like a tiger's roar, like a wolf's howl, like an eagle's cry,
The stick also twisted, twitched and bounced at the same time, like a dragon, but this dragon was dancing in the hands of Eunuch Mi; like a snake, but this snake was controlled by Mi Cangqiong's palm.
Mi Cangqiong's dance stick was like a giant eight feet tall. His eyes suddenly turned bright blue, and his white beard turned yellow at this moment, making all the forbidden soldiers pale.
However, Lin Junhao did not lose his luster. He could feel that there was a huge power hidden in the stick, but it seemed that it did not exist.
It is not "something", it is an omnipresent but "nothing" force, it is "empty"!
The four elements are all empty, and there is evil in the sky. The four elements are all evil!
One stick towards the sky, one stick towards the sky!
If Zhuge Zhengwo's stunning spear is the most beautiful spear technique in the world, then Mi Youqiao's upward stick technique is the most vicious stick technique in the world.
However, since the two are indistinguishable, Mi Youqiao is just like Zhuge Zhengwo and is definitely no match for Lin Junhao.
Facing Lin Junhao's arrogant punch, Mi Youqiao's stick in the sky had no earth-shaking power.
A terrible strong wind suddenly blew up, and with the sound of a huge thunderstorm, all the palace bricks within a few feet of the area burst, hitting the surrounding Forbidden Army like raindrops. The terrifying energy contained in it instantly injured more than a hundred Forbidden Army, and then
Even the shields in their hands were broken through in many cases.
Taking the place where Mi Cangqiong was standing as the center of the circle, a large conical pit appeared, and his feet were already more than three feet deep into the ground.
Mi Youqiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were also scarlet red. His fingers were all broken, but he still held the long stick in his hand tightly, and the two almost merged into one.
'Such a boxing technique, such a boxing technique!' Mi Youqiao lamented in his heart, a feeling of despair welling up in his heart. He turned his eyes hard and looked at Zhuge Zhengwo who was recovering from his injuries, feeling a sense of sympathy in his heart.
This person is definitely not something they can match, and I'm afraid today is the day they die!
Just as Mi Youqiao closed his eyes and waited for death, someone else arrived. As soon as this person appeared, it was like a ray of sunshine that dispelled the gloom in everyone's mind. The person who came was none other than Fang Juxia, who had been famous for being invincible in the world for decades!
"Ju Xia, you are finally here." The person who spoke was Lin, a recognized know-it-all among the Taoists, and also the great historian in the Longtu Pavilion of the imperial court. He knew Fang Ju Xia best in his life, and it was precisely because of his understanding that he understood Fang Ju Xia's power.
, in his opinion, once Fang Juxia arrives, everything will be settled.
"It's you!" Fang Juxia frowned suddenly when he saw Lin Junhao. He recognized that this person was the person who was following Lin Tianheng that day.
"It's me." Lin Junhao nodded, with a smile on his face, "Long time no see, Fang Juxia!"
"I heard that someone can take over Thunder, is it him?" Fang Juxia suddenly asked.
"Apart from my ancestor, there should be no other person in this world." Lin Junhao said proudly.
"Where is he?" Fang Juxia then asked.
"Stop talking nonsense and punch." Lin Junhao said. That day he said that he might not be able to catch Fang Juxia's punch, and today he wants Fang Juxia not to be able to catch his punch!
"Forget it." Fang Juxia nodded. Although he was worried about Lin Tianheng's powerful force, at this point, he could only speak with his fists!
"The old rule is, one punch determines the outcome." Fang Juxia looked at the devastated ground and then suggested.
"Just what I wanted." Lin Junhao smiled.
Fang Juxia winked at the people around him, and everyone retreated fifty feet away in recognition, for fear of another misfortune.
One punch determines the outcome, and the two of them are going to use the most powerful blow. Two powerful momentums rise from the two of them, and even everyone fifty feet away feels terrified.
"You are worthy of Fang Juxia who was able to fight against Master back then." Zhuge Zhengwo's injuries have mostly recovered at this time. His "Half Brocade" is used to heal injuries. Its magic is that the more serious the injury, the more serious it is.
, the faster it will be cured.
‘If Master were here, I would never allow this madman to be so presumptuous.’ Zhuge Zhengwo thought again.
"Your skills are quite interesting, why don't you tell me about it." Just as Zhuge Zhengwo was concentrating on the situation in the field, Lin Tianheng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"What are you going to do again?" She looked at Lin Tianheng with ruthless vigilance, but did not take action rashly, because she knew that it would be useless.
"Senior, my martial arts skills are powerful, so why should I care about the skills of a three-legged cat like me?" Zhuge Zhengwo said with a bitter smile.
"Wei Qingqingqing hasn't appeared yet, do you think I will destroy the Zizui Sect?" Lin Tianheng said with a half-smile.
Of course Zhuge Zheng and I did not dare to bet the entire Zi Zi Sect, so he ignored the rules set by Wei Qing Qingqing and had to hand over the technique obediently.
'Being forced to hand over the skills should not be considered within the scope of teaching disciples, and I cannot be considered as disobeying the rules of the sect.' Zhuge Zhengwo thought this way.