Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 378 Chu Pingsheng: I am the victim

Can a monkey have such power?
The idea of ​​killing the monkey to humiliate Chu suddenly turned into self-protection.

Ye Chong did not dare to go forward to meet the white ape's palm power. He stepped on the saddle and flew up, using the Ye family's unique martial art, the coffin-splitting move. His five fingers spread out like large banana leaves, carrying five streams of sharp true energy to meet the shocked Baili.

Bo, bo, bo…

Only masters above the eighth rank could hear it clearly, it was a series of long gas explosions.

Ye Zhong's body sank and he flew backwards. The white ape's momentum faltered and it fell from mid-air with a thud. Its feet touched the ground, and its feet, which were more curved than those of humans, shattered the bluestone slabs and left deep scratches.

Xi Yuyu...

Ye Chong fell back onto the horse's back, and the leather forming the saddle broke instantly. The warhorse under him could not withstand the aftermath of his palm force, and its two front legs bent and it fell to the ground.

"General."

The lieutenant general tried to help Ye Chong who had fallen off his horse, but was pushed away by Ye Chong. He covered his chest with his hands and looked at the mount that had accompanied him for many years with a sad face. The blow just now had broken the horse's spine and it could not survive. Now it just collapsed on the ground and was barely breathing. It was not known whether it was in too much pain or because the horse could not bear to leave him, but tears flowed from the horse's eyes.

Roar……

hoo hoo...

What shocked everyone was that the white ape lifted up its feet, bringing up a bunch of scattered stones, and beat its hands in front of its chest a few times, dancing and gesticulating, as if extremely excited, and rushed towards the cavalry phalanx while roaring continuously.

Ye Chong felt his scalp tingling and was horrified. In the previous fight, he had sat on his horse to death, and his heart was stuffy and uncomfortable, and his right hand joints were tingling. On the other hand, the white ape did not show any injuries, and instead became more and more courageous.

Why on earth is this happening...it's just a monkey!
Of course he couldn't understand it, because the only one who knew about Lanling King's situation was his master, the Great Demon King Chu.

As early as the battle at Bright Summit, Prince Lanling had 75% of the combat power of Zhang Wuji in his prime. And Zhang Wuji, who had reached the peak of Nine Yang, had mastered the Great Shift of the Universe, and had acquired the power of Tai Chi sword, was comparable to that of Xiao Feng.

Hong Sixiang's level of true qi is slightly lower than that of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, that is to say, he is half a level inferior to Xiao Feng, and Ye Zhong, who is at the ninth rank, is not as good as Hong Sixiang, so all in all, his level of true qi is about the same as that of the white ape.

The question is how did Lanling Wang practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill? Chu Pingsheng and Zhang Wuji both practiced meditation and breathing exercises. This guy used the Dragon Palm to chop wood, the Diamond Fist to blast rocks, and the Buddha's Light to shine on the river every day. He did this for several years. Not only did he have strong bones and muscles, but he also had strong blood and qi, as strong as ten old cows. The Nine Yang Magic Skill was constantly improving, and because it was obtained from the outside to the inside, he did not have the weakness of Jueyuan's exhaustion.

The martial arts in the world of Joy of Life are not as diverse and profound as those in the world of Jin Yong. It is normal that the Great Coffin Splitting Skill cannot defeat the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Moreover, masters of external skills generally have external skills. For example, Hong Qigong, the Beggar of the North, is over 70 years old, but he can still fight against Ouyang Feng, who has practiced the Nine Yins, and both of them are injured. Xiao Feng becomes more and more courageous in every battle. These guys who become top masters from the outside to the inside are generally more capable in actual combat than those who practice internal skills at the same level.

Back to Lanling Wang, who did it kill just now? Two soldiers guarding the city and a filial couple from the Nanqing Li family. It didn't use much strength. Now seeing Ye Chong who could fight with it, it was happy to see the prey. How could it vent its energy that had nowhere to go if it didn't fight to its heart's content?

Chu Pingsheng thought again, if Ye Chong knew that the monkey who had fucked him until his scalp was numb was already over a hundred years old and could be his grandfather, wouldn’t he be so angry that he would die?
At the same time, the situation on the battlefield changed again. Ye Zhong knew that he was no match for Lanling King in terms of boxing and kicking skills, so he pulled out the silver spear from under the saddle and thrust it forward.

The two lieutenant generals were worried about the safety of their commander, and they had no time to worry about whether besieging a monkey would bring shame to the Kingdom of Qing, so they each drew their swords and attacked from the side.

"go."

Chu Pingsheng also pulled out the Zhanlu sword from under the horse's belly. He held the hilt with his right hand and wiped it with two fingers of his left hand. With a clang, the ancient sword was unsheathed and turned into a dark light and shot out.

The white ape dodged the silver spear and leaped forward, grabbing the spear handle with both feet. Ye Zhong took advantage of the situation to shake the spear, and the ape kicked and used the force to leap up, grabbing the flying Zhanlu sword, twisting its body, bending its arm and slashing it downwards, using the Sunset Lonely City move from the Emei School's three unique sword moves. With a swish, the long sword that was chasing upwards was cut off along with the arm behind it at the elbow, and then flipped into the air.

The deputy general's blood dyed the sky red, and also Ye Zhong's eyes red, but before he could change his moves, he switched the White Ape Sword to his left hand, like holding a dagger, and his originally straightforward body movements suddenly changed, as if a ghost approached him, and he swung the sword diagonally, with a shadowy sword light passing by, and with a snap, the silver spear was cut off, and the long sword continued to move forward, piercing him in the face.

"General!"

The eighth-rank deputy general next to him roared and pushed the man away, raising his sword to block. With a click, the sword broke into two pieces. Lanling Wang took advantage of the situation and cut the man's throat with one sword. Zhanlu moved in and out quickly, bringing up a stream of blood arrows.

The silver spear was broken, and two eighth-rank deputy generals were left one disabled and the other dead.

The guards behind him got angry and charged forward with their spears.

Lanling Wang swung his body, grabbed the rack where meat was hung at a street stall with his feet, and jumped with force, turning into a white shadow and shooting into the cavalry team.

The white ape and the black sword instantly dyed the streets red with blood. No matter whether it was a saber or a lance, no matter whether it was a battle armor or a horse armor, as long as it was touched by the black light, there would be no way it would remain intact.

People at the back, in the shops on both sides, and even on the rooftops in the distance, were all stunned when they saw this scene.

They slaughtered people in Kyoto and treated the garrison troops as nothing. No one had done this in the past 20 years.

Chu Pingsheng walked forward step by step, dressed in red, brighter than the sun.

Ye Zhong hugged the deputy general who died to save him, and said with hatred on his face: "Chu! You want to be an enemy of Qing Kingdom!"

"To be enemies with the people of a city is good." Then he said loudly: "To be enemies with the people of a country is great good!"

The sound rolled out like thunder, spreading to both sides of the long road.

Whoosh!
At this time, a sharp arrow shot towards Chu Pingsheng from far away.

He hooked his foot and grabbed the half-crippled deputy general to use as a shield.

puff!
The sharp arrow penetrated the armor and pierced the deputy general's chest.

Whoosh!
Another arrow shot over.

He then used a surviving soldier on the street as a shield, and the second man died.

The arrows came again, this time the target was Lanling King, but they were shredded by the blast of air caused by the inch-long edge of the Zhanlu sword. This further aroused the white ape's ferocity, and it roared and rushed towards the direction of the arrows, feeling no pain even if it was shot or chopped. The dozens of personal soldiers brought by Ye Zhong were killed in a few breaths.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting. I am Hou Zhigang, the chief eunuch of the palace. His Majesty has given an oral order to summon the warriors of Chu into the palace." A figure flashed around the corner, and Eunuch Hou walked quickly over with the Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi, who was dressed in plain clothes, and several officials from the Honglu Temple.

"It was you who killed these people." Chu Pingsheng retracted his distant gaze and said to Ye Chong.

"Prince Lanling, come back."

At the master's command, the white ape, covered in blood and with some wounds, stood on the roof of a shop selling rouge and powder, bared its teeth and growled fiercely at the people on a drum tower a hundred meters away, then returned to Chu Pingsheng with a few leaps and respectfully handed back the Zhanlu sword.

Clang.

The ancient sword is sheathed.

Chu Pingsheng looked up at Hou Zhigang who was acting.

"How did you get here? How did you get here? Commander Ye, you... His Majesty asked you to clear the area and wait for Minister Guo, so why did you get into a conflict with the warriors of Chu? If His Majesty blames you, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor, you know that!"

Ye Chong's body swayed slightly, thinking of Chu Pingsheng's words just now, and remembering the ambiguous words of His Majesty in the Taiji Hall. He knew that he was sacrificed because of his incompetence.

"I am...guilty."

Chu Pingsheng said with a blaming look on his face: "King Lanling, you are also wrong in this matter. General Ye threw a gun over here with the intention of saving that ignorant and fearless scholar who blocked the road and provoked him. Why did you suddenly attack him? Master has told you many times to cultivate your mind and character and be upright. Have you forgotten all this?"

Lanling Wang stretched out his furry hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Here, eat this, it will be good for your injuries."

Chu Pingsheng took out a pill and threw it into the white ape's mouth.

It looks like a sweet reward after a hard beating, but the sarcastic tone makes it seem like he is showing off his power.

The scholar blocked the road and provoked?

Wasn't he the one who provoked?
The onlookers around were confused by them.

"Who is it? Who dares to stop the foreign envoy's carriage?" The Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi glanced around and saw the scholar in a blue shirt covered with patches.

Because the battle between the white ape and Ye Zhong was so brutal, the scholar's spirit was commendable, but his physical fitness was poor. He was paralyzed on the ground by the strong wind, his face as white as a piece of paper.

Most importantly, the red patch on the cuff that was held in the hand was exposed.

"During the period of national mourning, he is dressed in red and decorated with ribbons. Come, take him away and hand him over to the governor of Kyoto for severe punishment." Eunuch Hou waved his finger, and several soldiers of the imperial guards who followed him stepped forward quickly, carried the scholar who could no longer walk, and walked towards the Kyoto government office.

The scholar was not convinced and shouted: "I... I am doing this for Qingguo, he... he is..."

Chu Pingsheng glanced at the people of Kyoto who were angry but dared not speak, and said to the Minister of Rites: "In my tribe, all funerals should be dressed in red and green to send the elderly to heaven and eternal bliss. I was shocked to hear that the Empress Dowager of your country passed away. I took out all the clothes from the bottom of the box, but who knew... Alas..."

Is it the custom of his tribe to wear red and hang colorful ribbons?

The scholar who was dragged by was confused: "You lied, you... lied..."

(End of this chapter)