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Killing people, Xi Zhijing!

This list was written by Flying Fish. How could Zhong Zhangle not know of this name?

Looking at the man dressed in black in the distance, Zhong Zhanglei also didn't have any confidence. What made him uncertain wasn't the eagle that was about to start fighting, but Xi Zhijing, who was standing at the side.

This sort of expert would engage in a huge battle the moment he attacked.

Last time, when such an expert went to battle, the palace had lost a lot of face.

The chaos in the Azure Province was the same as the last time. There was also such an expert. Thus, Zhong Zhangle knew about the tragic battle.

Now that Xi Zhijing was in Chang An, what was he trying to accomplish?

He wanted to know, but no one would give him an answer.

Zhong Zhangle took the longbow of the Flying Fish and shot it at Xi Zhijing with a 'sou' sound.

Xi Zhijing didn't even spare a glance at the arrow. With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent the ten-thousand-pound arrow flying like he was swatting a mosquito.

Xi Zhijing looked to the west and took a deep breath. He shouted, "Yuan Lang, come out. I know you want to fight me. Now that I'm here, where are you?"

His high-pitched voice spread throughout the city and reached everyone's ears.

Before his voice had even faded, a hurricane blew past, causing everyone's hair to stand on end.

"I'm here, are you ready to die?!" Yuan Lang's voice was cold, causing one to feel as if they were facing an abyss.

"I wonder who will be the one to die in the future?" Xi Zhijing laughed. He had already drawn his three-foot-long blade, and it was as sharp as a knife. Facing this enemy of his, he could not afford to be careless.

"Has the Sea of Bitterness passed? So arrogant? " Xi Zhijing's unusual behavior made Yuan Lang suspicious, but he didn't dare to recklessly make a move. He wanted to find out what was going on before he could write a book.

"After not seeing you for a few years, you've become a lot more timid!" Seeing that Yuan Lang refused to make a move, Xi Zhijing curled his lips and mocked.

Having stayed in the palace for such a long time, Yuan Lang had long developed a body of self-restraint. Without any anger, he said calmly, "You are quite bold. You know how to look after my stomach the moment you dig it out. Right, you can't kill me!"

"Try it and you'll know!" Xi Zhijin chuckled. The dagger in his hand transformed into a waterfall of energy as he slashed it towards Yuan Lang's chest.

Xi Zhijing's probing made Yuan Lang feel at ease. The mace in his hands did not immediately make a move but retreated a few steps back, avoiding Xi Zhijing's attack. The problem that was plaguing Yuan Lang's mind had not been resolved.

He didn't even fight the air, yet he dared to provoke them like this. Where did his confidence come from? Was it confidence? Or was there another problem?

Yuan Lang was no longer just a martial artist. The problem he needed to worry about was too many.

Behind him was not only the entrance to the imperial palace, but also the entrance to the Wei Dynasty!

The Son of Heaven was the gate of the kingdom. If the Son of Heaven died, the gate of the kingdom would be broken! The mountains and rivers were lost!

If he was alone, he wouldn't be worried about these issues, but his current identity was different. While dodging Xi Qiaojing's attack, his mind was spinning.

"Why aren't you fighting back?" It's because you've lived like a prince for so long that you've forgotten how to make a move? I remember that Yuan Lang wasn't like that before. Back then, he was the one who beat anyone! "How did he become a coward now?" When Xi Zhijing saw that Yuan Lang refused to act, he asked again, forcing Yuan Lang to act.

Yuan Lang didn't respond at all. The dual mace in his hand and Xi Zhijing's short saber had already clashed against each other and ignited into flames.

"That's more like it! My trip here was not in vain! " The saber in his hand transformed into a blur. Dozens of shadows simultaneously appeared and swept towards Yuan Lang.

The battle between the two wasn't one that an ordinary person could watch.

The fight between Flying Fish and the Viridescent Eagle at the side also came to a stop. The blade energy of the two could easily smash them into meat paste.

The surrounding houses couldn't withstand the two's berserk aura either. They collapsed one by one, leaving the two of them with an open space with a radius of 300 feet.

After a long battle, their backs were drenched in sweat as they panted heavily.

Yuan Lang breathed out a mouthful of impure air. Standing on his two trump cards in the open ground, he slowly said to the enemy before him, "Xi Zhijing, you are not an old man in green bamboo. He can walk, but you can't!"

"It is not up to you to decide whether to leave or not. It is about time to calculate the time." Xi Zhijing threw the knife in his hand and stabbed it into the ground. He laughed, "My target from the start wasn't you. Now it's time for the palace to become chaotic."

Yuan Lang was startled. He almost lost control of the mace in his hands as he turned around to look at the imperial palace. Nothing had happened, not even the slightest bit of abnormality.

"Hu hu!" The short sabre headed towards Yuan Lang with a powerful gust of wind. Yuan Lang could only defend in panic. However, he was still unable to defend against the attack and was smashed into a building by the side. There was a huge hole left in the ground.

"Why are you still being distracted at a time like this!?" If we can't even keep our lives, it will still be related to the life of the dog-emperor. " Xi Zhijin snorted in disdain as he looked at the palace with a smile on his face.

At this time, Song Huang Clan still hadn't come out, it was probably a success!

"I'll be leaving first!" Take a look at the palace, something big is happening there! " Xi Zhijing glanced at Yuan Lang and mumbled to himself. He didn't care whether Yuan Lang heard him or not, and just left.

Yuan Lang, who had climbed out from the rubble in a sorry state, could no longer care about his appearance as he hastily ran towards the Imperial Palace. He could not afford to miss even a single detail!

On the way to the Imperial Palace, Yuan Lang noticed something amiss.

Those brothers of his that were on patrol were gone! The smell of blood in the air was too thick!

There really might be something wrong with the Imperial Palace!

Yuan Lang was somewhat anxious. He, who was originally steady, quickened his steps and rushed towards the imperial palace.

The corpses on the way made his heart sink gradually. On the way, there were some from Wei and some from Ling Bei. The corpses on the way had made his heart sink to the bottom.

Right now, he could only pray that nothing would happen to Li Heng!

"There is also the Song Family. As long as nothing happened to him, his majesty will be fine!" He could only comfort himself in this way, but his heart did not calm down because of this comfort. Instead, it became even more messy.

Fortunately, the Imperial Palace's doors were locked and did not open. However, Yuan Lang could smell the thick smell of blood inside through the Imperial Palace's doors.

I'm afraid this rebellion is not coming from the outside!

Slowly pushing open the door, Yuan Lang could not help but cover his mouth as he saw the tragic state of the palace. The interior was filled with the corpses of his brothers.

"Your Majesty!" Yuan Lang shouted and walked toward the inner part of the palace with all his might.

From far away, Yuan Lang discovered nearly a hundred armored soldiers standing at the entrance of the Great Hall.

The star among the soldiers was someone that Yuan Lang was familiar with. It was the First Prince!

With him outside the door, Yuan Lang's heart, which had been hanging in the air all this time, could finally be relieved.

However, a few more questions popped up in his mind. What was going on this time? Why were there people from Ling Bei in the imperial palace?