Ask Sword - Chapter 652

  The action of He Siping and Li Shan standing together was beyond the expectations of everyone in the hall. Xu Wang pointed at He Siping and asked stammeringly, “You, what are you talking about?”

   “If I’m not mistaken,”

He Siping ignored King Xu, and said to Li Si self-consciously: “At that time, when His Majesty handed the jade pendant to the crown prince, he must have solemnly instructed that it should not be handed over, lost, or left behind under any circumstances. It is a pity that , Your Highness, you still failed to persevere to the end and were disturbed by external factors.”

  At this moment, no matter how dull people can react, a princess shouted tremblingly: “He Siping, are you trying to make trouble?”

   “I never regard myself as a member of Yu State, so why make such a mess?”

  He Siping smiled and shook his head, completely ignoring the fact that all his ancestors were the heads of Guanzhong and Guizhou.

   “. Li Shan,”

  Betrayed by his closest and trusted subordinates, friends, and confidants, Li Si slowly turned his head to look at his younger brother, and said hoarsely, “Is there you too?”

  Silence permeates the Zichen Palace,

  Li Si clenched his fist and let go, feeling bitter beyond words. He suddenly understood everything.

  Li Shan is in charge of railway operations, and can easily bypass the restrictions of city gate guards and other institutions, smuggling people from Taihao Mountain into the city, and lurking down.

  As the promising minister of Donggong Zhongyun and Conglong, He Siping also has access to a lot of secrets, and secretly supports Gong Jinghao and others.

  Just now, Gong Jinghao’s “breaking into the palace”, “forcing the palace”, and even killing the prince and princess were all just for Li Si to watch. The purpose is to **** the piece of black jade left by Lian Xuanxiao.

  Zheng—

  Yanlin, who had been keeping calm all this time, suddenly jumped up, and the horizontal sword rested on the neck of a woman in palace costume, pulling her back quickly, and at the same time sternly shouted: “Don’t move! Otherwise, I will kill her!”

  The sword edge lightly cut into the white jade-like neck, and blood oozed out immediately, but the beautiful concubine, or Li Shan’s mother, Concubine Wu, showed no fear, and just looked at her son with great satisfaction.

“well.”

  He Siping sighed lightly, and slightly raised his palm.

   Hum!

  A tile on the roof of the Zichen Hall had a tiny round hole etched out without warning.

  The purest Haotian divine brilliance descended from the sky, poured down along the round hole, and turned into a hair-like slender light, which instantly penetrated the top of Yanlin’s head and etched the same tiny round hole on the surface of the skull.

  Candle sky! He Siping not only secretly practiced Haotian divine art without telling everyone, but also entered the Zhuxiao realm.

   “Ho.”

   Before the voice brewing in Yanlin’s throat could be said, her eyes became cloudy and dazed. The palm was released, the long sword fell to the ground, and the whole person fell backwards and hit the ground, with scorched blood dripping from eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

   Blood overflowed along the ground and seeped into the cracks in the tiles.

  Suddenly, the ground of the entire palace lit up.

   Not only the Zichen Hall, but also the Xuanzheng Hall, Hanyuan Hall, and Yanying Hall are also lit up one by one. Like a stone hitting a pond, causing ripples.

  The dazzling light also dispelled the blood mist in the sky, making the sky above the Daming Palace clear, and the shadow of the dragon walking through the clouds could be clearly seen.

   “There are changes in the imperial city.”

  He Siping narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately realized that there was a mistake in the direction of Zhongshu Province, which led to the re-establishment of the spiritual link between the two places, and gradually awakened the restriction of the entire Daming Palace.

   Fortunately, Mo Yu got it, and the minimum goal has been achieved.

  He waved his palm, sprinkled the divine brilliance of Haotian, turned it into a lightsaber, and pierced the hearts of the former colleagues who came to kill one by one. With another backhand move, he summoned a strong wind and pushed Concubine Wu and Li Si to Li Shan’s side.

   Li Si tried to resist, but was immediately hit by four rays of light on his collarbone and under his ribs, sealing the sea of ​​Qi.

   “People from the academy will come at any time, you take the prince away first, and everything will go according to plan.”

  He Siping gave a brief explanation, Li Shan nodded, turned around and waved to Tianqiong.

  The green dragon in the sky slowly approached, lowered its tail, and sat in front of Zichen Hall.

  The chain prison was tied to the dragon’s tail, Li Shan pushed the prince into the prison, and he took his mother to climb up the dragon’s back and patted the dragon scales.

  Qinglong roared affectionately a few times, carried the three people into the air, and flew to the south.

   “Huh,”

  He Siping heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly thought it was a pity in his heart.

  The dragon raised by Li Shan is arrogant by nature, and only recognizes Li Shan alone, and is unwilling to carry irrelevant people. Bringing Concubine Wu and Li Si along is already the limit. Otherwise, a few more heirs could be carried as hostages.

   I can only do it myself.

  He turned to look at the pale-faced heirs in the palace, and his eyes finally stayed on the youngest princes and daughters.

  Since they are all hostages, the younger they are, the easier it is for them to hold them.

   “Princess Guanghua please.”

  The words were suddenly interrupted by a sharp bird-like voice, Chai Cuiqiao raised her hand abruptly, and hundreds of talismans flew out from her sleeves, aiming at He Siping’s face.

   These talismans are made by Li Ang usually with top-grade materials, and there are various types, specially for Chai Cuiqiao’s self-defense.

  At this moment, it detonated in one go, and immediately aroused colorful and dazzling lights, which made people unable to open their eyes.

   “Go!”

  Chai Cuiqiao let out a low cry, and under the influence of the wind talisman, she pulled Li Leling and Princess Guanghua into the sky, and flew towards the crack in the dome of Zichen Hall.

  Boom!

   Haotian Shenhui descended from the sky, blocking Chai Cuiqiao’s way.

   “Want to escape?”

He Siping’s eyes were reddish, his face was slightly gray, and his clothes still had burnt marks. He said indifferently: “If these talismans were detonated by your master himself, maybe there is still a chance, but it’s a pity that you are ignorant. You haven’t used the full potential of talismans at all. power.”

   Accompanied by the word “force” with extra emphasis, he clenched his fist suddenly, Haotian Shenhui smashed the three of them back to the ground heavily, and the sound of fracture was clearly audible.

   “He! Si! Ping!”

   Roaring through the sky,

  He Siping’s expression changed abruptly, he turned to face the south without hesitation, raised his arms and folded them in front of him. The Haotian divine brilliance is superimposed layer upon layer, forming a seven-layer shield with complicated patterns, strong and thick.

  铛—

  A flying sword pierced through the sky, pierced into the shield, and seemed to appear out of nowhere at such a fast speed.

  The sound of metal and iron interlacing was deafening, He Siping was pushed back one after another by the huge impact, six of the seven layers of shield in front of him were broken, and it was not until the last layer that he could barely block it.

  Looking in the direction in which the long sword flew, I saw He Fanshuang standing on the eaves of Xifeng Pavilion in the distance, with blue veins on his forehead and his eyes tearing open.

  She stomped fiercely, and the roof of the palace exploded, and her whole body rushed into the Zichen Palace like an arrow from the string, and pulled closer to He Siping.

   Without any questioning or negotiation, He Fanshuang directly punched the hilt of the sword, pushing the long sword through the last shield. And use the sword body as the medium to pour out the sword energy.

   buzz—

  The sword energy was rampant, making the messy hall even more dilapidated.

  Among the flying smoke and dust, He Fanshuang’s eyes were red, and he put his sword against his brother’s neck, growling: “Why?!”

  Why did you betray the State of Yu, the Academy, and everything that supported him.