Chapter 378 Chu Pingsheng: I am the victim

Can a monkey have such force?

The idea of killing the monkey to humiliate Chu suddenly turned into self-protection.

Ye Zhong did not dare to go down to meet the white ape's palm. He stepped on the saddle and flew up. He used the Ye family's secret skill of coffin splitting, five fingers spread out like a big leaf. Basho faced the shocking Baili with five powerful qi.

Boom, boom, boom...

Only masters at level eight or above can hear it clearly. It is a series of long-sounding air explosions.

Ye Chong's body sank and he flew back upside down. The white ape stagnated for a moment and fell from the air. With a thud, his feet landed on the ground. The soles of his feet, which were more curved than humans, shattered the bluestone while shattering the bluestone. Leaving deep scratches.

Xi Yuyu...

Ye Zhong fell back on his horse, and the leather that made up the saddle cracked instantly. The horse under his crotch could not bear the aftermath of the palm force, and his two front legs bent and fell to the ground. rise.

"General."

Ye Zhong, who was about to help the fallen horse, was pushed away by him. He covered his chest with his hands and looked at the mount that had been with him for several years with a sad expression. The blow just now had broken the back of the horse and it was dead. Now he just collapsed on the ground and lingered for breath. He didn't know whether it was because he was in too much pain or because he couldn't bear to leave him. Tears actually fell from his eyes.

Hoar...

What shocked everyone was that the white ape raised his feet and picked up a group of broken stones. He beat his chest a few times, danced, seemed extremely excited, and rushed towards the cavalry square with roars.

Ye Chong felt his scalp numb and felt horrified. In the previous confrontation, he was dead on his horse, his heart was filled with pain, and the joints of his right hand were tingling. On the other hand, the white ape could not see any signs of injury, and instead became more and more courageous as he fought.

Why on earth is this...it's obviously just a monkey!

Of course he couldn't understand it. The only one who knew about King Lanling was his master, the Great Demon King of Chu.

As early as the battle of Guangmingding, King Lanling had 75% of Zhang Wuji’s combat power in his heyday, and Zhang Wuji, who had reached the peak of Nine Suns, the Great Shift of the Universe, and the Tai Chi Sword, was at the same level as Xiao Feng’s combat power. Between brothers.

Hong Sixiang’s level of zhenqi is slightly lower than that of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, that is to say, half as good as Xiao Feng, and Ye Zhong is not as good as Hong Sixiang at the ninth level, so he is giving full play to his zhenqi. The level is only about the same as that of the white ape.

The question is how did King Lanling practice Nine Yang Magic? Chu Pingsheng and Zhang Wuji both meditated and practiced Qigong. They split wood with the Dragon Palm every day, blasted rocks with the Great Vajra Fist, and struck the river with the Buddha's light. They had been doing this for several years, and they had perfected their external kung fu, not to mention the steel and iron bones. He also has strong qi and blood, as strong as ten old oxen, and the Nine Yang Magic Technique continues to advance along with it, and because it is obtained from the outside in, there is no weakness like Jue Yuan's exhaustion and qi diarrhea.

The martial arts in Qing Yunian's world are not as diverse and sophisticated as those in Jin Yong's world. It is normal that the Big Coffin Splitter can't do the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In addition, masters of external skills usually have external skills. For example, Hong Qigong, a beggar who is over seventy years old, can fight Ouyang Feng, who is practicing Jiuyin Dacheng, with both sides injured. Xiao Feng always gets braver with each battle. These are from the outside to the inside. Guys who become top masters generally have better actual combat abilities than those who practice internal skills at the same level.

Back to King Lanling, who did it kill just now? Two soldiers guarding the city, and a pair of filial sons and daughters of the Nanqing Li family, it didn't exert much strength. At this time, seeing Ye Chong who could fight with it a few times, it was happy to see that it was hunting. How could it vent its anger without a hearty fight? Nowhere to put your energy?

Chu Pingsheng thought again, if Ye Zhong knew that the monkey who fucked him until his scalp was numb had already lived a hundred years and could be his grandfather, wouldn't he be so angry?

At the same time, the battlefield situation changed again. Ye Zhong knew that he was no match for King Lanling in his boxing and kicking skills, so he drew out the silver spear under his saddle and stabbed with the spear.

The two lieutenants were worried about the safety of their coach and had no time to worry about whether besieging a monkey would bring shame on Qingguo. They each drew their swords and struck sideways.

"Go."

Chu Pingsheng also pulled out the Zhanlu Sword from under the horse's belly. He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and touched it with two fingers of his left hand. Clang, the ancient sword was unsheathed and turned into a dark light.

The White Ape passed the silver gun, leaned forward, and grabbed the handle of the gun with both feet. Ye Zhong used his strength to shake the gun, and it pushed forward, using the force to jump up and catch the Zhanlu Sword coming from the air. , twisted his body, bent his arms, and used the Sunset Gucheng in the Three Styles of the Emei Sword Absolute Sword. With a swish sound, a long sword that was chasing upwards was broken at the elbow together with the arm behind it, flipped into the air. .

The deputy general's blood dyed the sky red, and also dyed Ye Zhong's eyes red, but before he could change his moves, the White Ape Sword was handed to his left hand, like a dagger, with his originally straight forward movement. The ground suddenly changed, like a ghost approaching, he raised his sword diagonally, and the shadow-like sword light passed by, click, the silver spear cut off the head, and the long sword continued unabated, piercing his face.

"General!"

The eighth-grade deputy general next to him roared and knocked the person away. He raised his sword to block. There was a click and the long sword was broken into two parts. King Lanling took advantage of the situation and moved in. He sealed his throat with his sword. Zhan Lu moved in and out quickly, and brought him up. A flying blood arrow.

The silver spear was broken, and one of the two eighth-grade lieutenants was crippled and the other dead.

The guards at the back became angry and charged with guns drawn.

King Lanling swung his body, grabbed the meat rack of the street meat stall with his feet, and flicked it hard, turning into a white shadow and shooting into the cavalry team.

White ape and black sword, the streets were stained red with blood in an instant. Whether it was a saber or a carbine, whether it was a battle armor or a horse armor, as long as it was exposed to that black light, it would not be intact.

Everyone in the back, the shops on both sides, and even the rooftops in the distance were stunned when they saw this scene.

Going on a killing spree in Kyoto City and treating the garrison as if they were nothing. No one has done this in twenty years.

Chu Pingsheng walked forward step by step, dressed in red, brighter than the scorching sun.

Ye Chong hugged the lieutenant who died to save him, and said with hatred on his face: "You surnamed Chu! You are trying to make an enemy of Qingguo!"

"With a city of people Enemies are good." After saying this, he said loudly: "Being an enemy of a country is a great good thing!"

The sound was rolling, like thunder, spreading to the left and right of the long road.

Whoosh!

At this time, a sharp arrow shot from far to near, towards Chu Pingsheng.

He hooked his foot and grabbed the half-broken deputy general to use as a shield.

puff!

The sharp arrow penetrated the armor and pierced the chest of the deputy general.

Whoosh!

Another arrow came.

He then pulled the surviving soldiers on the street as shields, and the second one died.

The arrow came again, this time the target was changed to King Lanling, but it was crushed by the air wave rolled up by the inch light all over the Zhanlu Sword. This further aroused the white ape's ferocity, and it roared and killed. From the direction of the arrow, even if they were shot or slashed, they would not know the pain. However, the dozens of soldiers brought out by Ye Zhong were all dead in just a few breaths.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting. I am Hou Zhigang, the general manager of the palace. Your Majesty has an oral order to tell Chu warriors to enter the palace." A figure flashed around the corner, and Eunuch Hou was accompanied by Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Etiquette, who was dressed in plain clothes. , and several officials from Honglu Temple walked over quickly.

"You were the one who killed these people." Chu Pingsheng retracted his distant gaze and looked at Ye Zhong and said.

"Prince Lanling, come back."

The master gave the order. The white ape, covered in blood and with slight wounds, stood on the ridge of the shop selling rouge and gouache, facing the shop a hundred meters away. The man on a drum tower bared his teeth and roared fiercely. He jumped back to Chu Pingsheng and respectfully handed back the Zhanlu Sword.

Clang.

The ancient sword returns to its sheath.

Chu Pingsheng raised his head and looked at Hou Zhigang who was acting.

"How did this happen, how did it happen, Commander Ye, you... His Majesty asked you to clear the place and wait for Guo Shangshu, why did you have a conflict with the Chu Warriors? If His Majesty blames it, this It's a crime of deceiving the emperor, you know!"

Ye Chong swayed slightly, thinking of Chu Pingsheng's words just now, and then thinking of His Majesty's ambiguous words in the Taiji Hall, knowing that he had been sacrificed because of his incompetence.

"The minister...is guilty."

Chu Pingsheng said with an accusing look on his face: "King Lanling, you are also at fault in this matter. General Ye just threw a gun over. His original intention was to save the ignorant and fearless man who blocked the road and provoked Scholar, why are you so violent? How many times has the master told you to cultivate your mind and keep your body upright, but you have forgotten these things?”

King Lanling stretched out his furry hand and scratched it. The back of the head.

"Come, eat this, it will be good for your injuries."

Chu Pingsheng took out a pill and threw it into the white ape's mouth.

It seems like giving him a sweet date by giving him a stick, but his sinister tone seems to be showing off his power no matter how he looks at it.

The scholar blocks the road and provokes?

Isn’t he the one who provoked you?

The onlookers around them were confused by them.

"Who is it? Who dares to stop the foreign envoy's carriage?" Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, glanced around and saw the scholar wearing a green shirt and patches all over his body.

Because the battle between Bai Yuan and Ye Zhong was too fierce, the scholar's spirit was commendable, but his physical fitness was not good. He was paralyzed by the strong wind and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

The most important thing is that the red patch on the cuffs is exposed.

"During the national mourning period, he is dressed in red and colorful. Come on, take him and hand him over to the governor of Kyoto for strict handling." Eunuch Hou pointed carefully, and several Forbidden Army soldiers who followed quickly stepped forward and set up the already The scholar who couldn't walk walked to the Kyoto government office.

The scholar was dissatisfied and said loudly: "I...I am doing it for the Qing Dynasty, he...he is..."

Chu Pingsheng glanced at the Kyoto people around him who dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Looking at the book of the Ministry of Rites, he said: "In my tribe, those who celebrate mourning should wear red and green, and send the old man to heaven to live in bliss forever. I was shocked to hear that Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother of your country passed away, and I took all the clothes from the bottom of the box. It's coming out, who knows...sigh..."

Is it the custom of his tribe to wear red and colorful clothes?

The scholar who was dragged past looked confused: "You lied, you... lied..."

(End of this chapter)