The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

"Kill!"

Under Zhu Wushi's threat, the seven generals could only order their soldiers to continue attacking the capital.

The powerful troops on horseback abandoned their mounts and charged towards the more than ten-meter-high city wall without regard for their lives.

After several days of fierce attacks, half of the 100,000 cavalry had been killed, and the corpses piled up under the city wall, but they could not attack the city wall.

At this moment, dozens of figures rose into the air, stepped on the shoulders of the soldiers and moved forward quickly. When they were under the city wall, they suddenly jumped directly onto the top of the city.

These were all masters under Zhu Wushi, including not only Iron Claw Flying Eagle, but also the thirty-six Tiangang secretly trained by Zhu Wushi.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle looked around for a moment, but did not see the figure that frightened him. He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly:

"Everyone, don't fight. According to the plan of the Godly Marquis, we will kill directly to the palace."

Seizing the city is not their mission, but killing the emperor is.

As long as the emperor dies, the army defending the city will be in chaos, and the city gate will fall without attack.

The group performed Qinggong, stepped on the roof, and soon arrived in front of the palace.

But before they could be happy, the sword energy and knife light rose and blocked their way.

The Eight Swords of Huashan had been waiting here.

On the gate of the palace, there stood a young man with a flowing robe, like a fairy.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle's heart beat violently a few times, and said to the four people behind him who were wearing the same clothes and veiled:

"Four, that is Yue Buqun, your task is to entangle him."

These four people are called the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, and they are one of the masters invited by Zhu Wusi.

The Four Ghosts of Xiangxi were originally bodyguards of Wan Sanqian, the richest man in the country, and Wan Sanqian was a friend of Zhu Wusi.

Wan Sanqian is a wealthy man, and his wealth is even more exaggerated than that of Zhang Dajing, the richest man in Beijing. Even the world's No. 1 village was created by him.

But this person likes to travel around the world, and he is like a dragon that is hard to find. His only true friend is Zhu Wushi, who becomes a strong supporter of Zhu Wushi's rebellion.

With a flash of light, the four ghosts from Xiangxi left four afterimages in the field, and instantly appeared on the gate tower of the palace, surrounding Yue Zhuoqun.

"What a light skill, are you the four ghosts from Xiangxi?"

Yue Zhuoqun raised his eyes slightly, and the ghost's body movement was not much worse than Dongfang Bubai.

"By the order of the master, I will stop you for half an hour."

"Haha, then you must have this strength."

"Do it!"

The four ghosts from Xiangxi looked at each other and attacked Yue Zhuoqun at the same time. The four people's eight arms left many afterimages in the air, and covered Yue Zhuoqun like a net.

The martial arts practiced by these four people are the Phantom Magic, with strange speed, weird moves, and defense as attack.

Once entangled by this martial art, any moves will be transformed into invisible, even the internal force can be dissolved, which is similar to the art of moving flowers and jade, but with the ability to rebound.

Moreover, the four people are in tune with each other, and the coordinated attack is more powerful.

In the original trajectory, Wan Sanqian supported Zhu Wusi, and even provided the weapons, arrows, and military pay for the rebel army.

During this period, he sent the four ghosts from Xiangxi to deal with Cao Zhengchun, and beat Cao Zhengchun back in embarrassment.

Later, Zhu Wusi killed Shangguan Haitang, which made Wan Sanqian betray and ordered the four ghosts to avenge Zhu Wusi for Shangguan Haitang.

However, the four ghosts once taught their own martial arts routines to the thirty-six heavenly generals, allowing Zhu Wusi to understand the mystery of this martial art, and used the power absorption method to suck the internal force of the four people to death.

Zhu Wusi asked them to deal with Yue Zhuoqun because he considered the difficulty of the four people.

Facing the net, Yue Zhuoqun frowned and punched out suddenly.

But just as the fist force surged out, the four figures overlapped, and eight arms spread out like a peacock, hitting Yue Zhuoqun's fist together.

Bang!

The air shook, and the four bodies retreated. The terrifying force was released from their feet, and cracks appeared on the bricks and stones at the top of the city gate.

"Good kung fu, but it's a pity that I don't have time to fight with you."

Yue Zhuoqun sighed, took a step forward, and used his left and right fighting skills to split his attention and attack with both hands.

The purple internal force in his left hand surged, turning into a spiral force field that enveloped the four people and restricted their ghostly body movements.

The right hand was whistling with energy, and his fists, palms, claws, and fingers were constantly changing. In an instant, he attacked the four people with four moves, forcing their seamless cooperation into panic.

"You're defeated!"

Yue Zhuoqun uttered four words, each of which was accompanied by a strange wave that was breathtaking.

The four ghosts from Xiangxi were shaken by the sound waves, and their inner strength was agitated. It was as if a group of people were beating gongs and drums in their minds. They were in a trance, and the world was spinning, as if they were trapped in an illusion.

Subconsciously, they activated the Phantom Divine Art to isolate themselves from this strange musical attack.

But before it could take effect, their bodies were hit hard and fell off the top of the city wall.

YueZhuoqun did not pursue the victory, but frowned and looked into the palace, where there were already loud shouts and cries of killing.

At this moment, he had figured out Zhu Wushi's plan.

Let the four ghosts of Xiangxi stop him, and Zhu Wushi entered the palace to kill Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao had no offspring. Once he died, Zhu Wushi, as the emperor's uncle, would be the best candidate to succeed him.

Even if he failed to capture the capital, the clan group could only support him.

Yue Zhuoqun stepped forward and prepared to rush over, but he stopped after just two steps, squinting his eyes and looking at the street in front of the palace.

I saw an old man dressed as a vendor, slowly pushing a fruit cart.

At first glance, the old man looked ordinary, not much different from a normal small vendor.

But every step he took forward, the aura on his body became more fierce.

When he was thirty meters away from the palace gate, the terrifying momentum turned into a gust of wind, like a magic sword soaring into the sky, tearing the air above his head in half.

"Zhu Wusheng really took great pains to stop me. He not only sent out the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, but also invited Ba Dao, who had retired from the world for many years."

Ba Dao stopped the fruit cart, slowly picked up a piece of cloth to wipe his hands clean, and then slowly lifted the straw mat on the cart. Underneath was a long knife wrapped in coarse cloth.

"Since I retired from the world, I have never touched a knife again. Even when I peeled the fruit for the guests, it was done by the waiter.

It has been so long that I even forgot the feeling of holding a knife."

"Although you don't hold the knife in your hand, you have been cultivating the knife intention in your heart. It seems that you have already realized the highest realm of Jueqing Zhan."

"Not bad!"

Ba Dao clumsily untied the coarse cloth wrapped around him, and his hands trembled slightly.

The moment the wrapped long sword was exposed to the air and the hand grasped the hilt, the trembling completely disappeared, and the arm was as steady and powerful as a dragon.

Swish!

Two sharp lights flashed from the old and turbid pupils, and he looked straight at Yue Zhuoqun:

"I heard that you once used a sword that broke the momentum of the mountains and rivers to break Gui Hai Yi Dao's Jueqing Zhan. I wonder if you can also break my Jueqing Zhan!"

Clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the world was eclipsed.

This is a sword that cannot be described in words. It has transcended the ordinary moves and entered the level of controlling the sword with the mind.

There is only one sword between heaven and earth, but the sword intention is everywhere!