Chapter 186: Overdoing Something (Third Update, Please Vote)

The weather was fine, the moon was dim, and the night was dark. Meng Qi and the other two lay on the wall, quietly waiting for the direction of the Qinzheng Hall to change.

As time passed, suddenly, there was a loud noise in the Qinzheng Hall, as if the roof collapsed and the beams collapsed. Then, a dull sound of bang broke out, as if two palm winds driven by strong internal forces collided with each other.

Meng Qi could vaguely see the window paper flying in the Qinzheng Hall and the candlelight swaying.

Such a big movement was naturally sensed by the guards guarding the Taiji Hall. They raised their knives and swords, and were a little nervous and alert. Many people were about to rush to the Qinzheng Hall to help, and the scene was a little chaotic.

"Stop!" Just when Meng Qi and the other two were about to take this opportunity to sneak into the Taiji Hall, the guard leader shouted loudly, stopping the guards' spontaneous impulse.

He said loudly: "Our duty is to protect the emperor. Even if there is a landslide ahead, we cannot leave our post without permission! Brothers, don't fall for the enemy's trick. If the right prime minister needs help, he will send a message!"

Being able to become a leader and command everyone, the emperor and the right prime minister valued him for his calmness and ability to calm down.

The guards returned to their positions one after another, looking outside with vigilance, their eyes focused, not missing any slight movement.

Meng Qi's heart sank. In this situation, even if he had the illusion technique, he couldn't hide the truth and sneak into the Taiji Hall. After all, these guards were all first-class masters, and the worst was equivalent to opening their eyes. If they were fully focused, unless they could directly interfere with their senses, relying on weak spirits to wrap their whole bodies, the "ignore" effect would not be very good.

Sure enough, the enemy can't be treated as a fool...Meng Qi took a breath and sent a secret message to Luo Shengyi, the second plan.

When they discussed before, they were not careless. They deduced the possible situations and made plans respectively. The current situation was expected.

Luo Shengyi nodded slightly, and took advantage of the obstacles on the wall to slowly distance himself from Meng Qi and the others, while Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu followed the wall to the back of the Taiji Hall.

Taking advantage of the passing of a dark cloud, Luo Shengyi slid down the wall and hid under the railing, then flicked the small stone in his hand and hit the fire extinguisher on the other side with a snap.

"Who!" The guards looked over.

Luo Shengyi jumped up and took advantage of the chaos to rush into the hall, as fast as a galloping horse, almost blending into the shadow under the fire.

"There is an assassin!" The guard leader was calm and steady, not completely distracted by the small stone. He found Luo Shengyi and shouted loudly.

Amid the sound of the clanging of weapons, the guards moved and surrounded him.

Luo Shengyi took a deep breath, tapped the beam with his toes, turned back and pounced on the guard leader, and punched out with his right fist. It seemed simple and ancient, but the strength and fist wind were constantly changing, making it difficult to grasp.

This punch was so strong and powerful that it filled the pupils of the guard leader, making him feel like a mountain was pressing down on his head, and his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

His boxing skills have already been a little successful, and he is in a state of self-satisfaction!

Puff! As soon as a guard who was blocking the leader's long sword came out, he was hit by the strong fist wind, spitting blood from his mouth and flew backwards.

Luo Shengyi's fist did not stop. In the eyes of the guard leader, it seemed that there was only this fist between heaven and earth!

"Kill!" The guard leader sank his hips and shouted, twisting his waist and swinging his arms, and all the strength and true energy in his body were integrated into his right fist, using attack instead of defense!

Bang!

The two fists collided, making a dull and loud noise, and the strong wind was overflowing. The guard leader's mouth was bleeding, and the fist was bloody and fleshy. He retreated three steps in a row.

But it was this punch that slowed down Luo Shengyi's momentum. The guards rushed over, and the people on the roof and in the distance also began to draw their bows and arrows, and strung their crossbows.

Luo Shengyi would never let himself fall into a desperate situation. He flew backwards with the recoil of his fists, touched the beam with his toes, and rushed to the top of the wall. He pressed his left hand and climbed down.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, as soon as he disappeared from the top of the wall, sharp arrows shot over.

This time, many guards chased after him, fulfilling their duties and catching the assassin. The guard leader's blood boiled and it was difficult to stop him.

And just when the guard leader shouted that there was an assassin, Meng Qi moved, threw his flying claw, grabbed the eaves, pulled hard, and took advantage of the chaos to fly over.

Ruan Yushu left the top of the wall and hid in a nearby garden, waiting to meet Meng Qi. Once the guards started searching and Meng Qi hadn't come out yet, she would cause chaos again.

The three of them each had their own responsibilities, which was exactly the plan discussed before.

Meng Qi "flew" to the door of the back hall, pressed his left hand, shattered the secret lock, and slipped in.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of him. They stood near the door of the hall, not moved by the chaos outside, holding their swords vigilantly, but they did not expect someone to push the door directly in.

Really layers of defense! Meng Qi was calm, and with a tap of his toes, his body movements suddenly accelerated, like a ghost.

At this point, he was very close to the room where the old emperor was unconscious, and his plan was to force his way in! Use speed to defeat slowness!

Anyway, he didn't want to assassinate him, but just to confirm his condition. By then, whether it was to eject stones or knock the mountain to scare the tiger, there would be ways to do it, and he would have time to escape before the encirclement.

Flashing in front of the two guards, Meng Qi stabbed with his long sword, crooked and slanted, completely contrary to the principles of swordsmanship.

This sword, the tip of the sword changed unpredictably, but it was known for its speed. It was the first to arrive after the latter, and stabbed their throats before the two guards raised their swords to intercept.

They subconsciously dodged and swung their swords, shouting "there is an assassin" in their throats.

Meng Qi's sword suddenly changed from stabbing to swinging, and the sword flashed. The two guards covered their throats and fell to the ground, with blood oozing out from between their fingers.

Within two moves, they died on the spot, and they couldn't even shout "there is an assassin"!

Dugu Jiujian is really a powerful weapon for bullying weaklings... Meng Qi couldn't help but sigh. As long as he didn't encounter a master above the quasi-human peak in this world, Dugu Jiujian could quickly resolve the battle without the need for Ananda's sword technique.

After the two guards fell, Meng Qi performed "Catching the Wind and Shadows" and swept through the hall like a gust of wind, flashing into the corridor. In front of him, where four masters were guarding the gate was the "Zi Ji Pavilion" where the old emperor was unconscious and sleeping.

Meng Qi's heart moved, and suddenly he used all his strength to operate the Golden Bell Cover. His shoulders sank and hit the wall hard.

After practicing the Qi Accumulation Chapter of "Bajiu Xuan Gong" for a period of time, his strength increased greatly, and the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover was already the entry. Between the flashes of dark gold, there was a dull bang, bricks and stones flew across, and a large human-shaped hole appeared on the wall.

Humph, you guard the door, I walk on the wall!

Save time!

But this style is a bit wrong... It's like a human tank... Meng Qi flashed into the "Purple Extreme Pavilion" and raised his toes. A stone flew up and was about to hit the dragon bed, forcing the old emperor to "act" and confirm his condition. Then he could withdraw before the four masters guarding the gate could react.

The stone flew out and was about to fall on the dragon bed and hit the old emperor sleeping in the shadow. Suddenly, a white jade-like hand with a demonic glow stretched out and flicked the small stone away.

A middle-aged scholar in brocade and jade robes smiled and walked out from behind the screen beside the dragon bed. He was handsome and unrestrained, with gray hair on his temples, and had an indescribable evil charm.

"Evil Lord..." Meng Qi stretched out his sword and narrowed his eyes. He actually appeared here? I expected traps and enemies, but I never expected that the enemy was him!

The evil lord Guan Ying looked at his right hand with a smile on his face, as if he had everything under control and was able to do it freely. However, Meng Qi felt an indescribable fear, and a desire to fight suddenly arose in his heart. The evil lord and Bingque each took a posture, and their spirits were released, blending harmoniously with the surrounding environment.

Under this kind of aura confrontation, Meng Qi did not dare to escape at will. When the auras were connected, he would surely face the peak attack of the evil lord, but he could not exert 50% of his strength because of running away!

After part of his spirit was attached to the swords, Meng Qi only felt that they became an extension of his body. With the help of them, he reflected the vague situation nearby in his mind, and could vaguely grasp the movement of the evil lord's true qi.

The four masters at the door were unaware of the situation inside!

It turned out that they had been controlled by the evil lord, and they were controlled without any movement. The Immortal Seal was terrible, and the evil lord was equally terrible... Meng Qi looked at the evil lord without any fear.

It gradually became quiet outside, and the guards did not notice that two people had sneaked into the emperor's bedroom.

"The old ghost pretended to be dead and laid a huge conspiracy, but he misjudged people's hearts and made things worse, so he had to die." The evil king turned his head and pointed at the old emperor on the bed, as if he was chatting with Meng Qi, with a leisurely and comfortable master style.

Don't you know that most villains die because they talk too much... Meng Qi complained in his heart and looked at the dragon bed. He saw that the old emperor's face was gray, his skin was swollen, and his seven orifices were bleeding. He didn't know how long he had been dead.

"Conspiracy?" Since it was temporarily safe, Meng Qi also wanted to figure out this matter.

The evil king smiled leisurely and said: "Although the old ghost is not good at actual combat, he has no shortage of resources and secrets. He is not big or small, and he is also a master. How could he be so easy to have a stroke and coma?"

This is what it should be. The emperor of this martial arts world does not have to be awe-inspiring in martial arts, but at least he should have a certain strength. Not to mention the need to prevent accidents and assassinations, the emperor can hardly refuse the temptation of martial arts just to strengthen his body and prolong his life. Meng Qi was not surprised at all.

"So he pretended to be unconscious?" Meng Qi asked in a deep voice.

The evil king shook his head: "No, the old ghost is old, but he hasn't enjoyed enough. He always wants to prolong his life and strengthen his body. At the beginning of this peace talk, the young master of the Jiang clan had fled to the capital, found Wang Derang, and surrendered to the old ghost, telling him the final whereabouts of the Holy Lord."

"He got the relics of the Holy Lord, a strange crystal condensed by the method of reversing the essence of the Holy Gate and the Buddhist relic, but because he was eager to absorb it to improve his strength, strengthen his body, and delay aging, he couldn't bear it for a while, so he fell into a coma."

"The young master of the Jiang clan had already found the right prime minister? Before Lu Shuai entered the capital?" This news surprised Meng Qi a little. What happened to the right prime minister's gesture of looking for him?

The outbreak is over, and I'm asking for monthly tickets in the last few hours~