Chapter 149: Fighting Hong Xuanji

The Emperor of Gan nodded, stood up, and turned to leave.

Hong Xuanji also hurriedly followed.

With assassins entering the palace, he needed to protect the Emperor of Gan personally.

With the Emperor of Gan leaving, the officials also stood up and left one after another.

They wanted to leave the palace as soon as possible; they didn't want to be implicated, as that could lead to the execution of their nine generations.

For a time, the Gangang Hall was in a mess.

When Yin Qi walked out of the Gangang Hall, he had already been separated from Yin Tiancheng.

Suddenly he looked up, hearing a familiar voice coming from far away: "Didn't expect that in the Imperial Palace, there was still an old Martial Saint hidden like you, but wanting to keep me is still a bit lacking."

This was Bai Ziyue's voice!

"Bai Ziyue!"

Yin Qi's face changed slightly.

Could it be that he entered the palace to steal the three volumes of scriptures from the Great Zen Temple?

Bai Ziyue didn't know how deep the water in the Imperial Palace was, but he knew.

Besides Hong Xuanji, this peak Martial Saint, there were also Grand Stewards like Wang Tao who were Martial Saint cultivators, but the most dangerous one was the Emperor of Gan, a peerless expert who had already passed five or six Thunder Tribulations.

Like the Emperor of Gan they saw tonight, it was just a substitute, the purpose of which was to deceive Meng Shenji.

The Supreme Dao claimed to be the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, acting on behalf of heaven, and would never allow the Human Emperor to practice cultivation, so they assassinated two Human Emperors in succession, and the Emperor of Gan, in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, hid in the Imperial Heaven Jade Seal to practice.

Of course, the Emperor of Gan was very strong.

But without the right timing, the other party would never come out.

Meng Shenji was like a sword hanging over his head; unless he could protect himself, the Emperor of Gan would never appear.

"Go!"

Yin Qi's eyes changed, and finally, he decided to go and see.

No matter what, this Bai Ziyue was his friend.

Now that the other party might be in trouble, he naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

With his current cultivation, if he wanted to leave, even Hong Xuanji couldn't keep him.

The chaos in the Imperial Palace gave Yin Qi the best cover.

He casually knocked out a eunuch, put on the other party's outer garment, covered his face with a black cloth, and ran rapidly toward the northwest, soon arriving near the Songhe Mountain House.

Yin Qi did not rush to appear, but hid in a secret corner, observing the battlefield.

In front of the Songhe Mountain House was a square.

Hah!

An old eunuch with white hair all over his head had his blood and qi boiling, his blood and qi rushing into the sky like wolf smoke.

His seemingly frail body seemed to contain endless power.

Every punch and every palm was incomparably heavy, wide open and closed, hitting the surrounding air and causing it to vibrate continuously, turning into layers of gang qi, with fierce yang energy sweeping all directions.

Bai Ziyue was worthy of being one of the Eight Great Demon Kings; he controlled his flying sword to fly up and down, transforming into countless sword shadows, attacking the old Martial Saint continuously from all directions.

And he himself stayed far away from the old Martial Saint.

If a Ghost Immortal is approached, they are not far from death.

At the same time, he divided his mind, waved a palm, which turned into a crystal-like large palm, and slapped it toward the rushing Forbidden Guards.

Boom!

Under one palm, the Forbidden Guards fell over, screams ringing out one after another.

Suddenly, Bai Ziyue's face changed; he felt an extremely strong aura approaching rapidly, and the other party didn't seem to hide their intention, coming straight for him.

It was Hong Xuanji!

Bai Ziyue's eyes flashed with sadness.

Tonight's operation had ultimately failed.

Facing Hong Xuanji alone, he had the confidence to retreat unscathed.

But with an old Martial Saint added, it was dangerous.

Thinking of this, he didn't stay any longer.

Immediately, the flying sword flew into the sky, quickly slashing dozens or hundreds of swords at the old Martial Saint.

The sword qi was like a sudden rain, pouring down.

Roar!

The old Martial Saint shouted, his blood and qi erupted again, his voice like thunder, scattering all the sword qi.

Taking this opportunity, Bai Ziyue leaped a few times, about to jump onto the city wall.

Just then, Hong Xuanji finally arrived.

His gaze was like a torch, and he shouted: "Want to leave? It's not that easy, Heavens Life and Death Wheel!"

Accompanied by Hong Xuanji's shout, an extremely yang-gang aura instantly erupted, almost covering the entire Imperial Palace, making all cultivators feel as if a great sun was suddenly hanging over their heads.

Let alone leaving the body, just like this, they felt they couldn't breathe.

Yin Qi looked at Hong Xuanji; it seemed that faintly, he saw a huge life and death wheel rising from behind Hong Xuanji.

Covering heaven and earth, suppressing the heavens.

Supporting this life and death wheel were countless gods.

It must be said that Hong Xuanji was truly a genius; he read all kinds of scriptures, created this "Heavens Life and Death Wheel," created divine language and divine characters for the gods, and became the master of the gods himself.

The "Present Tathagata Sutra" of the Great Zen Temple might not be comparable to the "Heavens Life and Death Wheel."

Hong Xuanji shouted, striking at Bai Ziyue in the air.

Although the two were separated by over a hundred meters, Bai Ziyue's body shook, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The flying sword suspended in mid-air also fell straight down.

Don't look at Hong Xuanji's strike in the air, which had no movement, but in fact, it contained his extremely yang-gang fist intent.

This fist intent was incomparably condensed and had extremely strong damage and aggressiveness toward the spirits of cultivators.

Bai Ziyue's body swayed, somewhat confused, because his thoughts were numbed by the shock.

Hong Xuanji's eyes were indifferent, pursuing Bai Ziyue.

Yuan Fei, hiding in the dark, bit her red lips; she was just about to appear to block Hong Xuanji when she suddenly saw a eunuch appear in front of Hong Xuanji at some point, holding the flying sword that Bai Ziyue had dropped.

No, that person was clearly not a eunuch.

Just wearing a eunuch's outer garment, face covered with a black cloth, blood and qi rushing into the sky like wolf smoke.

Martial Saint!

Yuan Fei was stunned; another Martial Saint had actually appeared, and it seemed to be here to help Bai Ziyue.

Could it be that this was Ziyue's confidence?

Hong Xuanji stopped his steps, his gaze like a torch, and said coldly: "And who are you?"

The blocker was, of course, Yin Qi!

"Slash!"

Yin Qi took action directly, his blood and qi boiling.

He held the flying sword, using it as a blade, his Imperial Blade Intent erupted, his waist twisted fiercely, and he slashed down at Hong Xuanji with one sword.

This sword slashed down, the moonlight seemed to be dissected, and the world was split in two.

He was like a Saint Emperor walking in the human world.

Suppressing the Eight Desolations, gods and demons submitting.

The blood-colored sword light tore through the void, instantly slashing in front of Hong Xuanji.

"Audacious!"

Hong Xuanji was stern, his voice like thunder.

His eyes burned with raging fire, not because he was angry that Yin Qi had blocked him, but because Yin Qi's blade intent was actually the Imperial Blade Intent, which was the Martial Dao will that only a Human Emperor could comprehend.

Yin Qi actually dared to comprehend it; it was simply blasphemy against the Emperor of Gan, blasphemy against imperial power.

"Life and Death Wheel!"

Hong Xuanji struck instantly; he formed a fist seal, and behind him, a wheel entangled with life and death energy seemed to rise.

At this moment, he was like the master of all living things, controlling life and death.

Boom!

As Hong Xuanji swung his fist, the blood-colored sword qi shattered inch by inch.

Intense gang qi swept in all directions, as if an aerial bomb had been dropped, collapsing the nearby walls.

Yin Qi did not linger in the battle.

After one strike, he leaped onto the city wall in a few bounds.

"Go!"

He shouted low, pulling Bai Ziyue, who had just recovered, and leaped off the city wall.

Hong Xuanji did not pursue, only looking coldly at the direction where Yin Qi and Bai Ziyue disappeared.

Although it was only one strike, it was enough for him to figure out the other party's combat power.

Although it was not as good as his, if the other party wanted to leave, he definitely couldn't keep them, not to mention that Bai Ziyue, who had already recovered, was by the other party's side.

Of course, if the Imperial Palace's foundation were all brought out, he could still try to pursue.

But he and the Emperor of Gan had deep plans, and it was not suitable to show his cards now.

"Who exactly is this person?" ===== CHAPTER 150 =====