The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

The atmosphere seemed solemn and cold for a while, but Chen Pingping also felt a bit of a headache when she looked at the indifferent and expressionless Wu Zhu.

They now seem to have the upper hand.

But even the whole black cavalry, together with the snares of the prince, may not be able to stop a five bamboos.

In a sense, Wu Zhu was much more terrifying than the average great master.

This is the biggest drawback of the lack of high-end combat power.

It is also the strength of the great master.

"Xian'er, come behind me and prepare to leave Kyoto."

Chen Pingping spoke softly.

In today's Kyoto, one must leave first, and only wait for the person from the Eastern Palace to come back before making a long-term plan.

The strength of the three great masters is the important bargaining chip that can determine the final outcome.

Fan Xian pondered for a while, he actually knew more.

Even though it seems that Chen Pingping and the others have grasped the situation now, only he knows what terrifying power Emperor Qing has in his hands.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still walked to Chen Pingping's side.

Fujiko Jing led his men, and brought out Lin Wan'er in red makeup from the sedan chair.

During this process, Wu Zhu didn't move at all.

Although his face was indifferent and seemed emotionless, since he heard the word "Miss", he fell into deep thought.

Surrounded by a group of black knights, Gong Dian could only stick closely behind Wu Zhu, without the slightest intention to stop him.

After Lin Wan'er left the sedan chair, she was very pleasantly surprised to see Lin Ruofu, Lin Gong and her eldest brother, Lin Dabao, among the black riders.

"Father, big brother, second brother!"

She looked surprised, she didn't expect her relatives to appear here.

Lin Ruofu patted Lin Wan'er on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, President Chen will send us away."

Lin Wan'er was pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Where's mother, how is she?"

Lin Ruofu said calmly, "She has already left the capital."

Lin Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief. On the other side, Fan Xian glanced lightly at Lin Wan'er who was full of joy. While feeling bitter in his heart, he also felt a rare sense of relief.

Although he is not a good person, he doesn't want to force others to marry him.

The current situation is not bad.

However, he didn't know how long the current situation could last.

"My lord, let's go quickly."

His tone was a little anxious.

Chen Pingping was keenly aware of this, and her heart sank suddenly. Without asking carefully, he immediately ordered: "Immediately evacuate according to the original plan."

On the other side, Ye Zhong was also supported to get up, and was guarded by the black cavalry in the center along with the others, ready to leave.

However, although Wu Zhu did not move, four middle-aged men in yellow linen clothes appeared in the streets and alleys at unknown times.

The same dress, the same expression, except for a slight difference in appearance, they are like biological brothers of fraternal compatriots.

Obviously the visitor is not good.

A black rider stepped forward, but in the next second, he was beaten to death with broken bones and tendons.

Black knights are naturally not afraid of death.

The moment their comrades died, a team of black cavalry charged them.

However, those yellow-clothed men just threw a simple punch, and they directly punched people and horses right through each other.

Bloody to the extreme, but also violent to the extreme.

Even the shadow of the ninth-rank realm was knocked down to the ground in just an instant, unable to get up again.

Grand Master.

These four men in yellow clothes are all great masters.

Even everyone is almost no worse than Wu Zhu.

They moved forward step by step, with rigid footsteps and an invisible rhythm and rhythm, full of mechanical beauty.

Only four people surrounded Chen Pingping and more than a thousand of them.

Among them even include the black knight who has a vicious reputation and has made countless people fearful.

"They are existences from the same place as Wu Zhu!"

Chen Pingping spoke solemnly, and tightly grasped the handrails on both sides.

Fan Xian could no longer hide the bitterness and heaviness on his face.

Sure enough, he knew that it was impossible for Emperor Qing to let them go just like that.

Today's wedding may itself be a bait for Donggong, or Chen Pingping.

At this moment, a large number of forbidden troops came from afar.

He stepped over the corpse of his comrade with a blank face, coming with killing intent.

This is the real dead end, the kind where there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

With the four great masters in front and tens of thousands of troops behind, how could it be possible to get out of Kyoto with just them?

They couldn't even get out of this street.

At this time, Fan Jian strode over to the Fan Mansion, which had been silent all along.

Behind him, dozens of red-armored cavalry and more than a hundred tiger guards of the eighth-rank realm came out in a file.

They quickly stepped forward and helped the black knight resist the attack of the four temple envoys.

However, the effect is minimal.

The red armored cavalry is not weaker than the black cavalry, and the cooperation of seven tiger guards is even more invincible to the ninth rank.

But facing the envoy of the temple with the combat power of a great master, it is just a snap of his fingers.

The terrible gap between the ninth rank and the grand master is the fundamental reason why the temple was able to rely on the guidance of several temple messengers to suppress human civilization for 10 years.

This is the fragility and powerlessness of machinations and tricks under absolute power.

Looking at this scene, Chen Pingping was still in the mood to laugh. He looked at Fan Jian, and his smile became more obvious.

"Why don't you hide, you old fox? It was agreed that staying away from power schemes is the only way to survive. This is the rhetoric you have always talked about. Today is a good day, and the family has moved out."

Fan Jian glanced at Fan Xian who was not far away, shook his head and said, "Times change, and some things can't be both ways after all, and you have to make a choice."

But at this moment, a black knight was killed, a tiger guard died tragically, and the four temple envoys had no single enemy at all.

Even if they were accidentally injured, it would not affect them at all.

Even Wu Zhu didn't move.

Everything seems to be coming to an end.

But Chen Pingping was still not worried, he just looked at the scene in front of him calmly, watching the four temple envoys show off their power, looking at Wuzhu, looking at the palace in the distance, as if looking down on them from afar Emperor Qing.

Lin Wan'er's complexion turned pale, and she held Ye Ling'er's hand tightly, and Ye Ling'er's heart trembled slightly.

It's not that she hasn't seen the grand master before, but it's the first time that the four grand masters join forces to kill the enemy.

This kind of killing scene like harvesting wheat really has a shocking power.

Who can reverse this deadlock?
Gradually, a faint sense of despair and depression enveloped everyone's hearts.

Ye Linger couldn't take it anymore, she didn't want to wait to die, so she rushed out directly.

Even if she dies, as the daughter of the Ye family, she will choose to die in battle.

Just the moment she rushed out, she couldn't help but think of a face that made her worry.

When she died, would he shed tears for her?
Between the ten fingers, the strength like a dead branch erupted instantly, as if it had turned into a net, covering one of the envoys in yellow.

However, this heavenly net was smashed to pieces by the opponent's simple punch.

He even blasted at Ye Ling'er's head incessantly.

According to the previous method of the envoy in yellow, if there is no accident, Ye Linger's head will explode like a watermelon in the next second.

"Linger!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Wan'er's eyes were red and her heart was filled with grief.

Between the ten fingers clenched, the nails pierced deeply into the skin.

The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, who can save Ling'er!
She begged and prayed in her heart.

Ye Zhong, who was seriously injured, wanted to get up desperately, but his chest injury was affected, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

Ye Ling'er's fighting spirit remained unabated, and she even faintly comprehended a set of martial arts from Liuyun Sanshou, and her fingertips regenerated, filled with a shocking sense of brokenness.

The unyielding expression on her face was even more three-pointed.

However, at this moment, it is meaningless.

Under the punch of the grand master, she can be said to be sure to die.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Linger without warning.

With just one hand, he gently held the ferocious fist of the envoy in yellow in the palm of his hand, no matter how difficult it was to penetrate. (end of this chapter)