My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 411 - 174: Inviting the Emperor Father to His Death3

Behind them,

there were Jinyi Guards, who had been ready for action, blocking their retreat.

Leading them was the Martial Saint of the Jinyi Guards, Zhangsun Xusheng.

Lastly,

there were twelve face-covered Death Guards.

"It seems the Emperor knew about today’s incident well beforehand."

The black-robed monk’s expression was grave.

These people were obviously pre-arranged to ambush them, rely waiting for their arrival.

Who leaked the information?

Zhang Lai Zi?

Impossible!

Zhang was clearly after the Grand Ancestor Relics, and with the Emperor’s way of doing things, he would never share the Cao Family’s possessions with others.

It didn’t matter anymore.

The people who were presently before him

were all within the calculations of the black-robed monk.

It was just that the location for the decisive battle had changed, not at the temporary palace but in the sleeping quarters.

In terms of combat power, they still had the advantage.

Huang Hong narrowed his eyes, and the sound he emitted was like needles, piercing the eardrums of the crowd: "You rebels and traitors should surrender quickly and await your fate!"

"Eunuch! I’ve despised you for a long ti!"

"Bang—"

Fan Tianfa cursed loudly and disappeared from the spot, reappearing above Huang Hong’s head, holding a Mo Blade in his hand. The terrifying power he unleashed blasted a huge hole in the ceiling of the great hall as if splitting the entire palace in two, with gales scattering screens, tables, chairs, and decorations all over.

The eunuch Huang Hong, unard, faced the blade head-on.

"Boom—"

As the two forces collided,

the floor beneath Huang Hong caved in several inches, and with his other hand, he made a bizarre clawing motion towards the front. The other man dodged to the side, and the claw, like white bone, struck the wood, making a ’sizzle’ sound.

"You eunuchs always play dirty!"

Fan Tianfa was seeing red.

...

"Attack!"

Jinyi Guard Commander Zhangsun Xusheng drew his Xiu Chun’s Blade, and along with his subordinates and the twelve Death Guards, they launched an attack against the followers brought by the black-robed monk, resulting in a chaotic battle of dozens of fighters.

Within the Incense Fire Divine Sect,

there was a white-haired and bearded disciple whose Martial Arts Realm was rely at the Xuanxiang Realm, yet he dared to confront the Martial Saint among the Jinyi Guards, with a Soft Sword in his hand, snaking like a living serpent.

"Clang!"

Zhangsun Xusheng’s eyes flashed with disdain: "Die!"

His Xiu Chun’s Blade whistled through the air, wrapped in the "True Qi" that only a Martial Saint could possess, ready to sever the Gang Qi-ford serpent in half. However, just before the collision,

a series of purple glows flickered from the body of the Incense Fire Divine Sect disciple, then transford into a power beyond human comprehension, coiling around the sword. The serpent ford from the Soft Sword, as if a demon beast, bit at the blade.

The Xiu Chun’s Blade could not dodge in ti and almost lost control.

Zhangsun Xusheng himself staggered back several steps, exclaiming in shock, "Sorcery?!"

"This is the Incense Fire Divine Dao!"

"Mortal, accept your death!"

It wasn’t just the sword.

Wreathed in the Incense Fire Divine Power, the Incense Fire Sect adherent took a quick step forward and was once again in front of the Martial Saint. As he thrust his Soft Sword, another hand, radiating with Purple Energy, transford into a demonic claw, attacking from both sides simultaneously.

"Bullshit divine dao!"

Zhangsun Xusheng was not afraid; True Qi surged through his body so fiercely that his robes nearly stood on end.

This ti.

He gave it his all, managing to match his opponent evenly.

...

"Amitabha, all is well."

The black-robed monk spoke indifferently, "General Lv, please assist Miao Sect Master and take down Zhangsun Xusheng quickly. The sooner we deal with them and focus our attention, the greater our chances of victory."

"I understand."

The mountainous figure of Lv Ji, clad in flaming red Black Armor, imdiately moved towards the Jinyi Guard Martial Saint. But just as he took two steps, an overbearing surge of True Qi suddenly exploded from within him, and his Heavenly Halberd, like a Heavenly Pillar, ca crashing down behind him.

"Boom—"

With that strike.

The entire sleeping palace trembled as if an Earth Dragon was turning over!

The spot where the Heavenly Halberd struck now featured a pit over a ter deep, and a web of cracks spread out from the center like a spider web for several ters in all directions. The floor and foundation shattered into dust that spread high into the air, obscuring half of the palace’s view.

However...

The black-robed monk who had been standing there was nowhere to be seen.

"Amitabha, all is well!"

The black-robed monk stood atop a beam, looking down at the imposing general: "General Lv, why deceive ?"

"Rebel and traitor!"

Lv Ji slowly raised his Heavenly Halberd, "Deserves death by all!"

"Big brother, you, you..."

Cao Fan’s face was filled with shock, "How could you betray us like this!"

Looking at it now.

No wonder sothing felt off after we entered the sleeping palace.

The one who leaked the secret.

It was Lv Ji!

"Alas~ I warned His Highness early on, but His Highness trusted you. What a pity; His Highness is going to be disappointed."

The black-robed monk shook his head slightly, "Since the general has proven to be such a traitor, do not bla for being ruthless."

Holding Buddha Beads that glowed with purple light and trembled continuously, he pushed a bead engraved with Buddhist runes forward with his thumb, hurtling it towards the person below.

"I want to see just how powerful your sorcery is, you demons!"

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"Boom!"

Lv Ji, with True Qi considered the most domineering in this world, collided with the Buddha Beads, and waves of energy burst forth. A pillar thick enough for two n to embrace cracked inch by inch under the terrifying force, and then a section of the palace do collapsed with a roar. Monts later, the Buddha Bead flew backward but did not fall. Instead, it hovered in the air amidst the purple haze, then flew back to its master’s front.

"Go."

The black-robed monk waved his hand again.

This ti, five Buddha Beads, like cannonballs, were continuously hurled forward.