Riding the Pheonix Chapter 115: Evil

The ghostly figure moves freely in and out of the killing array.

Yang Shu's expression slowly became serious.

"Such fast skills." Mingwei admired, "Such strength is on the forefront in the world, right? I wonder how he is better than the masters of your Imperial City Division?"

Yang Shu said: "A careless person can be called a master."

Ming smiled, not wanting to expose him.

Although she is not good at martial arts now, she does have good eyesight.

It may not be easy to win over this unknown master.

The man's figure flashed, but he saw a silver light, "chi chi chi" several times, one of the guards shouted "ah" and was hit by a hidden weapon.

The killing formation was missing a corner, the man chuckled and broke out.

"Where to go!" Yang Shu's figure flashed, the umbrella bone was like a sword, and he pierced away.

The man twisted his waist to avoid the stabbing, but unexpectedly the umbrella bone followed him like a shadow.

"Hey!" He was extremely surprised, "Such a good skill is unexpected."

Yang Shu sneered: "It would be a good idea to keep you here."

The man smiled: "Then you will be disappointed!"

The two were evenly matched, and there was a constant sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" of weapons hitting each other. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had passed. The guards were unable to intervene and could only guard the perimeter.

The man suddenly said "Hey" and threw something out: "Lei Zhenzi, pick it up!"

Yang Shu was stunned.

The Lei Zhenzi that Jiang Hu is talking about is not the legendary Thunder Lord, but a hidden weapon filled with gunpowder. Although the power is not great, it can kill a lot of people in a sneak attack.

He immediately held up his umbrella and threw back the hidden weapon thrown by the man.

The man looked at the gap and jumped towards Mingsan. Suddenly seeing the hidden weapon being thrown back, he was stunned for a moment. In his haste, he only had time to lift Ming San and move back.

"Boom!" The hidden weapon exploded.

"Ah!" Ming San cried out in pain.

The man also snorted and sighed inwardly.

Why doesn't this pretty boy play his cards according to the rules? The warning he gave before throwing the concealed weapon was not for the sake of the rules of the world, but to scare them and make them retreat.

Who knew, he would actually use an umbrella to block it! All your efforts were in vain.

"I'm not having any luck today, so I won't stay here any longer. Goodbye!"

Seeing this man carrying Ming San, he was about to run away.

Yang Shu sneered: "Who allowed you to leave!"

As soon as the umbrella surface is closed, the umbrella ribs are like blades, piercing straight away.

He realized that it was inconvenient for the other party to lift Ming San, so he stabbed the arm he was using to lift Ming San.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly mentioned Ming San...

"Ah!" Another scream.

The man had already let go and laughed: "Want him? I'll give it to you!"

Speaking of this, he held a spiritual talisman between his fingers, suddenly transformed into magic power, and shot it towards the Mingtian Linggai.

This is the soul-dispelling talisman.

As long as the shot is accurate, Mingsan will be alive, and his soul will be severely damaged in an instant. Even if he loses his soul, he cannot be reincarnated as a normal person.

Can't you use magic to harm people? This is indeed what he said.

Ke Mingsan cannot be counted as a human being.

The moment he decided to sell his life, he was no longer a human being.

First, he was blasted by Lei Zhenzi, and then his Pipa bone poked Mingsan through him. At this moment, he felt the approaching chill.

He is proficient in occult arts, and when he sees the talisman, he knows what the method is.

Fear struck him instantly, and he shouted: "No!"

But this man smiled particularly kindly, with the same expression as when he sneaked into the side hall to save him just now, and his hand movements did not pause at all.

Ming San closed his eyes, waiting for the coming pain.

"Phew!" The low voice was as weak as an illusion.

Then there was a groan, and blood was sprinkled on his face.

Ming San opened his eyes and saw his companion who had jumped high to the top of the tree, holding his waist.

His face was gloomy. He was not looking at Yang Shu who stabbed him with the tip of his umbrella, but at Ming Wei who was separated by many guards.

"Little girl, your mystical skills are pretty good!" He grinned, showing a bloodthirsty smile, "You can break up my soul-dispersing talisman even from such a distance. I haven't met a mystic of this level in many years. Passed. Which path are you from?"

Ming Wei smiled and said: "Thank you, I can't tell you my origin now. I also want to correct you."

"What?"

"I am not a magician, but a fortune teller."

The man was startled: "What?!"

Unable to wait for Mingwei's response, the guards pressed forward again.

This man was injured. He glanced at Ming San, who was groaning, and sneered: "Old ghost, please wish yourself well!"

As he spoke, he leapt forward and flew away quickly.

"Chase!" the guard captain shouted.

The guards were skillfully divided into two columns, with the smaller column keeping the guards and the larger column pursuing them.

Yang Shu stepped forward and grabbed Ming San's head: "Want to die? It won't be that easy this time!"

My men made a mistake and removed his jaw to prevent him from committing suicide again.

Ming Wei walked over, looked at Ming San who was tired on the ground, and sighed.

At this time, his hair was disheveled, one of his legs was blown to pieces, and his pipa bone was pierced.

Even so, Ming San still looked at her with deep malice.

Mingwei found that she felt surprisingly calm.

"Master once told me that there has never been a saying that human nature is inherently good. There are some people in this world who are born evil. They have no conscience and will not feel guilty." She looked down at Ming San, "When I see you , I believe it."

Ming San was unable to speak as his jaw was removed~IndoMTL.com~but his eyes were still vicious.

Not long after, the guard captain came back with his men and returned with shame: "Master, let him run away."

Yang Shu sighed: "It's normal that you can't catch him. Even with my Qinggong, I may not be able to catch him."

He pointed at the half-dead Ming San: "Take it away!"

"Yes."

……

Prince Qidong suddenly stood up: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Wenfeng smiled and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I have been waiting for a long time. Wu Yi is confessing. I think he will get all the confessions soon."

He smiled so kindly that Prince Qidong couldn't understand for a moment whether Mr. Wu had brought his troubles to light.

Perhaps that guy Wu Yi didn't do anything?

No, no, no, you shouldn’t take any chances.

Wu Yi tried so hard to hide in the palace for more than ten years and expected him to protect him? Stop dreaming!

The most important thing for him now is to protect himself.

Speaking of which, although he had that intention, others did everything.

He has never seen a soldier, he just hid some food. Moreover, he has never handled these grains!

What can I do to protect myself?

Will the emperor believe him?

King Qidong thought of the fate of his cousin Prince Liuyang again.

Two thoughts went back and forth in my mind.

"...Wu Yi, although he committed an unpardonable crime, he confessed in time, and he has served his crime well. I will decide not to let him suffer. When he enters the capital and reports it to the Holy One, he will be punished. He's so happy."

Confess in time and make meritorious service!

These two sentences were like lightning striking into the fog, and Prince Qidong suddenly woke up.

"Sir Jiang! Xiao Wang is guilty, please help!"