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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 288: Killing

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    Chapter 288 Killing

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at the four of them, with admiration in his heart. He had no murderous intention. He shook his head and said, "Sit down slowly. I'll take my leave first!"

    After saying that, he drew a door in the void with his index finger, took a step forward, entered the door, and disappeared.

    When the four of them opened their eyes, they saw him disappearing into the void. They looked at each other, their whole bodies felt cold, and they felt like they had encountered a ghost.

    "Brother, is this?" An old man's face changed drastically, he pointed in the direction where Xiao Yuesheng disappeared and asked.

    "It's just Qinggong." The old man sitting in the middle frowned.

    "This house is made of iron. No matter how powerful he is in Qinggong, how can he leave?!" The old man asked before, his face even more ugly.

    The other three people also looked at each other, feeling incredible.

    A person can actually escape from a house made of iron. These black irons are extremely strong. No matter how deep the inner strength is and how profound the palm power is, even the Nirvana Palm of Kasyapa Tathagata Temple cannot shake this house.

    Being locked up here, even if he has martial arts skills, he can only starve until he dies.

    They really couldn¡¯t figure out how Xiao Guanlan left the house.

    "Brother, is he really gone?" an old man suddenly said.

    "You mean?" The old man among them said "Huh", turned his head and looked around, as if he had some realization, his eyes scanned the surroundings.

    The other two people also suddenly understood. They jumped up suddenly, like a wisp of smoke, and quickly walked through the main hall. The hall was empty, with no decorations and no one could hide.

    When this house was originally designed and built, precautions had been taken. It could be clearly seen in the main hall, there was no hiding place, and one glance could mean the difference between life and death.

    The two of them returned to the original place and sat down, looking confused and puzzled. They looked at each other for a few times and felt that it was baffling. There were indeed only four people in the hall, and Xiao Guanlan disappeared.

    ¡°Moreover, they also inspected the surroundings and found no damage. It was as if he turned into a puff of smoke and slipped out through the crack of the iron door.

    "Senior brother, it's really strange. How did he get out? Could it be that he is really a ghost?!" An old man shook his head, his face full of confusion.

    "What kind of ghost is there in this world?!" The old man in the middle had been sitting steadily, frowning and snorting, looking up and down, thinking endlessly.

    He pondered and said slowly: "It's so strange that he can disappear out of thin air. He has transcended the scope of martial arts!"

    "How did he get out?" This thought has been haunting the four of them, thinking hard, but there is no answer.

    "Hush" The emperor returned to the Council Hall, sat on the dragon chair and took a long breath. His face relaxed, and he held his right hand in the air: "No matter how cunning you are, you can't escape from my grasp!"

    "Your Majesty!" More than a dozen guards shouted loudly and knelt on the ground.

    "Haha" The emperor laughed heartily.

    After laughing for a while, he waved his hand: "Take care of them all, give them a good burial, and reward their families and sect generously!"

    A dozen guards shouted again: "The Emperor is merciful!"

    "You guys just step back, alas what a pity for Mr. Lei and the others!" The emperor suddenly lost interest and waved his hand to drive away everyone.

    "Yes" Everyone quietly retreated.

    Soon, a group of armored guards came in and moved the corpses out of the hall with ease. Looking at the corpses arranged neatly one by one, they were shocked. They could imagine the brutality of the fight and the entire army of the inner guards was wiped out.  .

    They are on duty together on weekdays. These internal guards are all very arrogant, and they are indeed very powerful in martial arts. One of them is as good as ten of them.

    "I didn't expect that such a powerful inner guard would be killed cleanly. Fortunately, I didn't rush forward stupidly at that time, so I could save my life."

    An old man with white beard and eyebrows stood aside. He was covered by a wide Taoist robe, with a ruddy complexion and a childlike face. His hair was tied up in a bun with a jade hairpin inserted sideways. He was not messy at all and had an air of immortality.

    He bowed his head and said in a harmonious voice: "Your Majesty is kind and is still thinking about your junior brothers and sisters. I thank you on their behalf!"

    ¡°Alas¡ª¡ª, they are doing it for me after all!¡± The emperor waved his hand, shook his head and sighed.

    "I am relieved. By practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique, they can enter the realm of annihilation and slow down the loss of vitality to the maximum extent, which is enough to survive Xiao Guanlan!" the old Taoist priest said harmoniously.

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?" The emperor became interested, refreshed, and asked with a smile: "Turtle Breathing Technique, what kind of magic is this?"

    The three words "Xiao Guanlan" have been lingering in his mind. For a while, he had trouble sleeping and eating, and felt like a lump in his throat. Today, he finally eliminated this serious problem, and he seemed to be relieved. He was in great spirits.

    "This is a cultivation method originated from Taoism." The old Taoist priest said slightlyHe smiled and said: "I should know that the fundamental reason why turtles live longer is that they match the essence of the word Jing."

    "Well, turtles do live long." The emperor nodded.

    "There was a Taoist senior who watched the turtles walking and realized it in his heart, so he created this method. It can make people restrain their energy and spirit, reduce consumption to the maximum extent, and naturally prolong life."

    The old Taoist priest spoke neither quickly nor slowly, and his words were clear and round, which was very pleasant to the ear.

    "Well, that makes sense!" The emperor nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, I want to practice the turtle breath technique. Is it possible to achieve it?"

    The old Taoist priest smiled slightly: "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and has great talent. It is naturally not difficult to practice this technique."

    "Okay, then pass it on to me!" The emperor patted the dragon chair and laughed.

    "Haha, Turtle Breath Technique!" Suddenly a burst of clear laughter sounded in the hall.

    ??The laughter was clear and clear, echoing in the hall, like the sound of an empty valley or the smoke of a frontier fortress, condensing and lingering.

    "Xiao Guanlan?!" The emperor's expression suddenly changed and he stood up.

    A dozen guards suddenly appeared, their movements were like lightning, guarding the emperor. They held long swords and stared at Xiao Yuesheng, all of them tensed up.

    Wearing a purple robe, Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the dragon case, only a few feet away, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, we meet again!"

    "Howhow could it be possible?!" The emperor pointed at him tremblingly, his face pale.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands behind his hands, shaking his head with a smile: "Your Majesty specially built an iron house for me, I am flattered!"

    The emperor's face was pale, but his expression was calm. He sat down slowly and said coldly: "Xiao Guanlan, you are so capable, you actually escaped!"

    "Your Majesty, thank you." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said warmly: "I came to the palace this time because I wanted to have a discussion with Your Majesty. From now on, we will keep the same thing Now it seems that it is me who is naive and too naive.  It¡¯s just wishful thinking!¡±

    The emperor sneered and remained silent, his eyes flashing coldly with cold resentment.

    His heart was racing. The emperor's guard force had been completely wiped out. They were all here. Speaking of experts, there were only a dozen or so.

    Just now, hundreds of people couldn't stop him, let alone a dozen people.

    Thinking of this, he felt desperate. Could it be that he, the majestic leader of a country, was restrained by a small martial arts man?  !

    "Alas Good go, Your Majesty!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed softly, and suddenly pressed lightly with his left hand, and a palm force as huge as a tsunami surged out.

    "Guard you!" A deep shout rang out. The old Taoist priest stepped forward, his silver beard fluttering, and stood between Xiao Yuesheng and the emperor. The long sword at his waist turned into a white rainbow and slashed fiercely.

    "Bang!" With a loud noise, his body flew out.

    Like an arrow from the string, it shot behind him, in the direction of the emperor. Before the emperor could get up, the guards saw this. One of them pulled the emperor back, while the other stood in front of the emperor, pushing flat with his palms to face the old Taoist priest.

    "Bang!" There was another loud noise, and the old Taoist priest fell downwards. The guard flew behind him fiercely. The situation was the same as the old Taoist priest just now, as fast as an arrow.

    The emperor had been pulled aside, his crown and robes were in a mess, and he was in a state of embarrassment. At this time, he couldn't care less and just stared at Xiao Yuesheng.

    The guard shot in a different direction than the Taoist priest. It was exactly where the emperor was now, tracking away like a missile from later generations.

    When the other guards saw that the old Taoist priest was bleeding from all his orifices and there was no movement, they did not dare to pick up the old man, so they grabbed the emperor and ran out.

    Xiao Yuesheng's figure turned into a ghost, and in a flash, he was in front of the emperor. He pressed it out with a light palm, looking slow and leisurely.

    The guards felt that everything around them had slowed down, and they watched helplessly as their palms moved toward the emperor's chest. They wanted to move, but their movements were too slow and they were too late.

    "Bang!" With a muffled sound, the emperor flew up and shot out like an arrow, hitting the dragon case.

    "Crack" the dragon case fell into pieces, and the emperor fell to the ground like a rag bag.

    "Your Majesty¡ª¡ª!" shouted hoarsely, and all the guards rushed forward like crazy, rushed to the emperor's side, and picked him up.

    "Ah! Your Majesty - Your Majesty -!" There was a sudden and pitiful howl, extremely shrill, the hall shook and trembled, and the armored nurses outside the hall poured in like a tide.

    Xiao Yuesheng's face was as dark as water, he shook his head, took a step with his finger, and his figure disappeared into the night, disappearing without a trace.
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