"Yu Gui, Shou Su!" Li Yanshi exclaimed and hurriedly went over to investigate. Both of their eyes were wide open. How could they still be alive?
The rest of the guards felt a chill in their hearts. It should be known that those who brought imperial weapons were all experts among experts, and these two were considered to be the cream of the crop, but they were actually killed in a single move. Just how terrifying was the martial arts of the person inside?
However, they had already determined that the person inside was definitely not Zhang SanFeng. How could a half immortal like Zhang SanFeng make such a killing move?
Yin Liting subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. Of course, he knew that the person inside was not his master. Previously, during the Mansion of Spirits' surprise attack, his master was ambushed and his body was pierced by a sharp sword. Fortunately, he was strong enough to survive, but within the next three months, he would not be able to fight with anyone.
Of course, with Zhang SanFeng's cultivation, even if he was seriously injured, he would still be able to deal with the experts of the Jianghu. However, Song Qingshu knew that in the upcoming battle on Mount Wu Dang, Grandmasters would be like dogs, and Great Grandmasters would be everywhere. Staying here was too risky, so he moved Zhang SanFeng and the others to a nearby Taoist temple to recuperate.
The reason why Yin Liting stayed here was because he wanted to cooperate with Song Qingshu to beat him at his own game, so that the people of Mansion of Spirits would not be able to see through him.
"Why is Qingshu not here yet?" Yin Liting once again looked into the distance, his palms were already slightly sweaty. With the current situation, if he still did not come, the dust would probably settle.
At this time, light footsteps suddenly sounded in the room. Everyone in the room looked over at the same time, only to see a grey robed old man slowly walking out from inside.
Someone noticed that this old man's fingers seemed to be incomplete, and couldn't help but whisper, "Could it be the Nine-fingered Godly Beggar, Hong Qigong?" But Hong Qigong had always been loyal and courageous, how could he participate in such a rebellion? However, thinking that Huang Yaoshi, Wang Chongyang, and the others were also involved, even if there was Hong Qigong, it would not be surprising.
"It is not Hong Qigong!" Li Yanshi shook his head, looked at the grey robed man opposite him, and said in a deep voice, "Murong Bo, as a loyal descendant, why are you also involved in the rebellion?"
"Descendant of the loyal and virtuous?" The person was naturally Murong Bo. His broken finger was injured by Song Qingshu's sword energy in the Jin Kingdom. Later, he kidnapped Huang Rong in Lin 'an. In order to vent Huang Rong's anger, Song Qingshu seriously injured him. In the end, it was his son Murong Fu who exchanged the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue for his life.
At that time, he had been seriously injured and would not be able to fight for a few years. However, this time, the Mansion of Spirits was very powerful and had healed his internal injuries. Now, he had recovered to his peak condition.
Hearing the sarcasm in his tone, Li Yanshi shouted, "Your Murong family has received the favor of the Emperor for generations. Back then, your ancestor Duke Yanzhao followed Taizu to conquer the world and was conferred the title of Henan Prefecture Prince. Even in your generation, the Imperial Court has conferred nobility. You also have the real job of Imperial City Guard. Is this how you repay the Imperial Court?"
At the same time, he felt strange. He had also heard of Gusu Murong's name and had met him once in the Imperial City Guard. He knew that his martial arts were unfathomable and not below the Five Absolutes. However, Zhang Yugui and Bai Shousu, two martial arts masters with weapons, although they were not as good as the Five Absolutes, they were not weak. How could they be killed without a sound?
"Do you think that a mere Henan Prefecture Prince can bribe us?" Murong Bo reached into his bosom and took out a square seal carved from black jade. On the jade seal was a vivid leopard.
As the Emperor, Zhao Gou was naturally very familiar with this object. He couldn't help but be shocked. "Jade seal?" However, he immediately realized that the shape of this jade seal was very different from his own. For example, his jade seal was a five-clawed golden dragon, but this jade seal was a leopard.
Murong Bo flipped the seal over and revealed the seal. Everyone present was an expert, so even though they were separated by a distance, they could still see clearly. The seal was carved with six seal characters, 'Treasure of the Emperor of Great Yan'. The jade seal was exquisitely carved, but the corners were damaged. It was obvious that it had been worn for many years and had gone through many disasters. Even though they couldn't tell if it was real or fake, they could tell that it was not an ordinary item.
Murong Bo put his right hand into his bosom and took out an oilcloth bag. He opened the oilcloth and shook out a piece of yellow silk. Everyone fixed their eyes on it. On the yellow silk, there were two types of characters written with a red brush. The one on the right was crooked, but no one could read it. They thought it was Xianbei characters. The one on the left was written in Chinese characters. At the top was written, 'Genealogy of the Emperor of Great Yan'. Raising his hand, it was written, 'Emperor of Civilization of the Emperor of Great Yan'. Below it was written, 'Emperor of Lie Ancestor Jing Zhao'. Below it was written, 'Emperor of You'.
On the other line, it was written, 'Emperor of Wu Cheng of the Emperor of Great Yan'. Above it was written, 'Emperor of Lie Ancestor Hui Min of the Emperor of Great Yan'. Below it was written, 'Emperor of You of the Emperor of Great Yan'. On the silk, it was written, 'Emperor of Middle Sect of Zhao Wu of the Emperor of Great Yan', 'Emperor of Zhao Wen of the Emperor of Great Yan', and so on. The names of the Emperors were all missing strokes.
In the sixth year of the Emperor of Great Yan, after the fall of Murong Chao of the Southern Yan, the descendants were all common people, no longer Emperors or Dukes. It was a long time ago, and the descendants multiplied. Li Yanshi and the others didn't have the mood to read it in detail. It was only until they saw the name 'Murong Fu' that they saw the familiar name. Behind it were the descendants of the Southern Prefecture King. The last person in the genealogy list was written, 'Murong Fu', and above it was' Murong Bo '.
"Country of Yan?" Zhao Gou suddenly had a feeling of absurdity. "Country of Yan has fallen for hundreds of years, and you guys are still thinking of reviving it?"
"Is it funny?" Murong Bo put away the imperial seal and the genealogy list. "We, the descendants of Murong family, do not dare to forget the responsibility on our shoulders. Back then, Emperor of Great Yan was able to revive it from the hands of Fu Jian. Although we, the descendants, are unworthy, why can't we do the same?"
"No wonder that bastard Murong Fu would rebel in Sichuan!" Zhao Gou finally understood. When he thought of the fact that a third of the country was almost divided, he gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Fu 'er didn't waste my years of nurturing. He can be considered the one who is the closest to reviving the country in history. Unfortunately, he still failed at the last moment!" Murong Bo's face instantly turned ruthless. "Originally, I didn't have to be so anxious. But what happened in Sichuan ruined the reputation that we father and son worked so hard to build. I can only take the risk. Muddleheaded ruler, as long as you die, Song will be in chaos. At that time, it will be a good opportunity to revive it!"
Over the past several decades, other than engaging in crafty plots and conspiracies everywhere to stir up disputes among various countries, Murong Bo had also changed his name to Yan Longyuan and hid in the Dengfeng area of Henan Province. He engaged in various big and small businesses in various places, borrowing this opportunity to increase his financial resources. As long as the Song State was in chaos, he could use this as capital to recruit soldiers and buy horses.
"How dare you!" Li Yanshi was already furious because of Zhang Yugui and Bai Shousu. Now that he heard Murong Bo insulting the emperor, how could he endure it?
But even though he was furious, he didn't act rashly. This attack was 70% offensive and 30% defensive. Once the situation changed, he could immediately change his attack and defend.
"They say that those who bring imperial equipment are experts among experts. Today, I will have a taste of it!" Murong Bo laughed evilly. He hit the blade with his palm and used the power of Shifting Stars to move the blade to the side. Then, he took the opportunity to get within three feet of his opponent. He quickly attacked the vital acupoints on Murong Bo's chest.
Li Yanshi was already prepared. Without any hesitation, he threw away his blade and used both hands to defend in front of him. He and Ding Dian were the ones with the highest martial arts among the imperial equipment. Naturally, they wouldn't be defeated so easily.
On the side, Ding Dian saw that Murong Bo's attacks were continuous like moving clouds and flowing water. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Gusu's Murong Clan truly deserved their reputation.
He clearly knew that Li Yanshi alone wouldn't be Murong Bo's opponent. Thus, he sent another imperial equipment to help. Fighting two against one, Li Yanshi finally managed to stabilize the situation.
Ding Dian took the opportunity to say to Zhao Gou, "Sir, the situation has changed. We should go down the mountain as soon as possible and meet up with the imperial guards."
Zhao Gou shook his head, "How can we leave now? The road down the mountain will be even more dangerous. It would be better to stay here. With two Great Grandmasters looking after us, it will be much safer than anywhere else."
Ding Dian looked at the battle situation. Huang Chang was currently tied down by Shi Potian and Huang Yaoshi. Although he had the upper hand, it would still take a while for him to finish off his opponent. The Drunkard Monk's side was at a disadvantage. However, how could a fair battle between Great Grandmasters be decided so easily? Huang Chang's side should be the first to decide the winner. At that time, he would go over to help the Drunkard Monk. Two against one, Wang Chongyang would probably be defeated.
Speaking of which, this place was relatively safer, so Ding Dian didn't try to persuade him any further.
At this moment, Zhao Gou couldn't help but curse, "We set a bait, and all kinds of monsters and snakes have come out. If you say you want to restore the Later Zhou Dynasty, we might actually be a bit afraid. The Yan Kingdom that has been dead for hundreds of years wants to restore it. Are the brains of the Murong family people filled with shit? Who in this world still knows that the Yan Kingdom has a broken jade seal and is dreaming of having hundreds of responses to one call! "
Normally, Ding Dian would be surprised that the Emperor would say such inappropriate words. However, he didn't have the time to think about it. Instead, he quickly scanned the battlefield, calculating the remaining forces on his side.
The person in charge of the imperial armament was the elite of the elite, and there were only six of them. Zhang Yugui and Bai Shousu had just died in battle, and Li Yanshi had gone up against Murong Bo. Now, the Emperor only had himself and another substitute, who had replaced the person in charge of the imperial armament that Linghu Chong had left behind. His strength was the weakest of the six. If another expert appeared at this time, it would be very difficult to protect the Emperor.
The only fortunate thing was that there were still dozens of armed guards, all of whom were experts carefully selected from the Imperial Army. Although they couldn't defeat a true grandmaster, their advantage in numbers was enough to buy them some time. Once Huang Chang and the Drunkard Monk were free, there was nothing to worry about.
"Line up, protect the Emperor!" Ding Dian gathered the many guards to protect Zhao Gou in the center. Huang Chang and the Drunkard Monk had intentionally lured the enemy away to prevent the aftermath of the battle from hurting the Emperor. At this time, they had all moved to the bamboo forest outside the courtyard to fight. Only then did they have enough space in the courtyard.
Next, Ding Dian sent people to help Li Yanshi. Although Murong Bo's martial arts were high, he was still not a grandmaster. Their side could completely rely on their advantage in numbers to surround and kill him.
However, at this time, the sound of weapons falling to the ground suddenly came from all around them. Ding Dian looked around and saw that many of the guards had already fallen to the ground. Those who were still standing were swaying. Originally, they were all men who were full of vigor, but now, it was as if a gust of wind would blow them over.
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