Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 628 Escape (1)

The guard who was originally on duty at the palace gate was frozen into an ice corpse by Xie Muhan.

Later, the imperial guards came from outside the palace, when they passed by the palace gate, they saw all the guards died suddenly, and left a few people to guard the palace gate temporarily, but these people were dealt with by Murong Li.

Therefore, when Shen Jingshu and Mingzhu Mingyue were about to leave the palace, they didn't meet even one person blocking the way.

After the three of them passed through the palace gate smoothly, they rushed to the place Murong Li said without stopping.

And here, after saying goodbye to Shen Jingshu, Murong Li also rushed to the square in front of Longxiang Palace without stopping.

The battle situation in the square is at a stalemate.

Xie Muhan was fighting against Xuanyuanjing, while Antai Fengyin and the others were working with Qianling and others to deal with Xuanyuanjing's dark guards and magicians.

It seems that Xie Muhan and Xuanyuanjing's kung fu skills belong to the same clan.

Around the two of them, within five feet each formed a huge hollow snowball, and countless snowflakes danced around them.

If you ignore the sharp ice thorns that the two flew towards each other when they exchanged moves, and just look at the flying snowflakes and the flapping sleeves of the two, this scene is really pleasing to the eye.

Murong Lili watched in the snow for a while, the two seemed to be evenly matched, neither of them could get half a cent from the other.

Sweeping his eyes casually on the ground, he saw a long sword at his feet, kicked his right foot and held the sword in his hand, Murong raised his breath, and flew towards Xuanyuanjing and Xie Muhan.

Such a thing as a sneak attack sounds very dishonest.

But when dealing with people like Xuanyuanjing, there is no need to act in accordance with the usual set of benevolence, righteousness and morality in the world, and sneak attack when it is time to attack!

Holding the saber with both hands, Murong Li concentrated [-]% of his internal energy on the saber, and swung it at Xuanyuan Jing's back.

The powerful sword passed through the violent snowstorm like a broken bamboo, and was about to approach the snowball formed by Xuanyuan Jing's internal force, but suddenly a dazzling white rainbow flew out from the side, colliding with the sword energy he swung.

With a vague "bang", the colliding sword qi shattered the surrounding snowflakes, and then a black shadow swept over from a distance.

Before the black shadow arrived, it was the black shadow's hoarse and ghostly voice.

"Your opponent is me!"

……

outside the palace.

About two quarters of an hour ago.

A large number of forbidden troops passed by on the street, frightening the people in the city to dodge in a hurry.

Under a tea house on the street, a middle-aged man dressed as an attendant found out the reason from the passers-by, and then hurried back to the private room on the second floor.

"My lord, it seems that something happened in the palace, the lord of the country sent the forbidden army into the palace to capture the thief."

The elegant man in black long gown in front of the table frowned after hearing the sound.

"A thief?"

Suddenly remembered something, the man put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.

"Old Chen, Mei Ye and I will go to the palace, you go back by yourself."

After saying that, he took his subordinates out of the private room and down the teahouse, and went straight to the palace.

The two passed through the palace gate smoothly, and as soon as they approached the Golden Luan Hall, they heard the fierce fighting sound from behind, which shocked the quiet palace.

Walking around the Golden Luan Hall and seeing the people fighting in the square ahead, the man said in a low voice, "Mei Ye, I'll leave those magicians to you, and I'll go over there to help."

"Yes, son."

The two parted ways, and the man picked up the sword stuck in the corpse of a forbidden soldier nearby, and flew towards the black figure who was fighting Murong Li, the man called Mei Ye, and suddenly disappeared from the snow without a trace.

Not long after, Antai and the others, who were dealing with the dark guards and the magicians, heard howls burst out in the air one after another, and then a figure suddenly appeared from a high altitude and fell heavily to the ground with hideous wounds on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)