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#493 - Golden big sword

This time, Liang Yue came to establish his authority, so naturally, he wouldn't be polite to them when speaking.

Of course, having long been accustomed to the Han people's gentleness, courtesy, frugality, and humility, and used to being flattered, some people naturally couldn't stand Liang Yue's somewhat domineering words.

The three old monks were fine, having meditated for many years, their minds were relatively stable and unmoved.

As for the others~

"How dare you! You little demon dares to speak so arrogantly! Prepare to die, you!!!"

The next moment, a roar suddenly came from the other side of the palace wall, followed by a bloody figure rising high into the air, drawing a smooth parabola.

Upon closer inspection, it was a burly man wearing half a suit of ancient bronze armor, with one shoulder exposed, and wielding a double-edged axe.

At this moment, his hair and beard were all raised, his face filled with rage.

In his agitation, even from a hundred and eighty meters away, he had already raised the axe high, bringing the force of a thousand pounds as he fiercely struck towards Liang Yue.

The speed... not slow...

"Don't be reckless!"

At this time, the old monk on the opposite side saw the burly man's posture, his expression changed drastically, and he reminded him aloud.

Liang Yue, on the other hand, only glanced faintly at the other party's seemingly desperate stance, and then raised his sleeve.

In an instant, nine golden, substantial-like sword lights appeared out of thin air around the burly man.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, the three old monks' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly used a tactic of 'besiege Wei to rescue Zhao', as if they were telepathically connected, and attacked Liang Yue in the middle together.

One of the three used a palm, one used a fist, and the other held a large vajra.

For a time, the momentum was compelling, and the energy was surging, it was clear that these were not simple methods.

Unfortunately, although the three of them attacked with considerable skill, they underestimated Liang Yue.

The sword lights in the air, at the moment of their appearance, directly struck out without any fancy moves.

Some swept horizontally, some chopped down, some stabbed straight, some shuttled, some spiraled...

The nine golden swords' moves were simple and unadorned, each different, but all aimed at the vital points around the person in mid-air.

At this moment, the burly man obviously realized something was wrong.

So he hurriedly changed his moves, the axe that had originally gathered momentum from a hundred and eighty meters away suddenly stagnated, and then he twisted his waist and spun around, wildly chopping at the golden swords around him.

At the same time, the bloody halo surrounding his body suddenly flared up!

The posture was like a candle burning all its light in an instant, with a desperate air.

Unfortunately, all the burly man's responses were in vain.

The golden sword, condensed from sword light, was far more solid than he imagined.

The sharpness and stability of its moves blocked the axe at the moment of contact.

"Ding~!"

Accompanied by a clear and thought-provoking collision sound, the burly man's arms were immediately forced open, he leaned back, and almost couldn't hold the axe in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the other eight golden swords pierced through the man's body from top to bottom.

"Puff~"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the burly man instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

At the same time, the three old monks who were blocking Liang Yue's attack directly missed.

Liang Yue dodged all the attacks with a backward step, and the monk holding the vajra was directly knocked away by a simple iron shoulder.

Accompanied by a crackling sound of broken bones, he began to vomit blood violently while still falling, and his robes were torn in various places, with strands of blood constantly seeping out.

After falling, the old monk seemed to want to prop himself up, his face full of purplish color and disbelief, but in the end, he directly planted his head on the ground.

The next moment, he was completely out of breath.

"Amitabha~!"

In just one exchange, two masters directly exploded and died, this sudden change made the remaining two old monks change their expressions greatly, and they hurriedly joined together, standing opposite Liang Yue.

Their faces were filled with sorrow, and the Buddhist chants in their mouths unconsciously carried a bit of sigh.

"I haven't even drawn my weapon yet, and two have already fallen. Are there any more experts? If it's just this much, then I'm too disappointed."

Looking at the two old monks opposite him, Liang Yue was suddenly a little bored, and reached out to gently beckon, and the vajra that had fallen on the ground immediately fell into his hand.

Looking at this weapon, which was bronze in color and engraved with a three-headed Buddhist demon, he squeezed it hard, but only left a shallow handprint on it.

Afterwards, the handprint began to show a tendency to rebound and recover.

This kind of material and strength immediately surprised Liang Yue.

So, this guy put it away, intending to take it back as spoils of war~

"Release the arrows!"

After all, this was the imperial palace, just as Liang Yue and the two old monks were confronting each other and distracted, teams of imperial guards had quickly climbed onto the roofs and walls, assembled, and surrounded them from a hundred and eighty meters away.

Immediately afterwards, under the command of a general wearing fur armor, hundreds of arrows instantly covered them, the target naturally being Liang Yue, the humanoid light bulb surrounded by purple light.

"Swish~"

Accompanied by a gray shadow, a large number of arrows came from all directions with a strong sound of piercing through the air.

In the blink of an eye, they had already invaded the area forty to fifty meters around Liang Yue.

At this time, Liang Yue stretched out his palm, and in an instant, an invisible suction force seemed to generate out of thin air, rotating rapidly around himself as the center.

Guiding Technique plus Qiankun Great Shift!

For a time, the air around Liang Yue seemed to become viscous, like a large insect-catching net.

Those arrows that seemed to have great force, after entering this area, were wrapped in it with just one contact, as if dancing.

After a period of rotation and adjustment, the arrows that had come from all directions were so lightly and neatly arranged at Liang Yue's feet.

This scene immediately plunged the field into a deathly silence.

"This is, wolf-tooth... barbed arrow?"

Pulling out an arrow from a large bundle of arrows, Liang Yue muttered in a somewhat ambiguous voice after carefully identifying the shape of the arrowhead.

Then, with a gentle flick of his finger, the arrow instantly turned into a gray, sharp light, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced through the previous imperial guard general, leaving a bowl-sized hole in his chest.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow's force did not diminish, and it continued to strike straight at the soldiers behind with irresistible force.

In the process, three unlucky guys were pierced through by this one arrow.

Until the end, the arrow even directly punched a bowl-sized, twenty or thirty centimeter deep hole in the thick palace wall, before turning into a cloud of tiny debris due to the limitations of its own material.

However, this was not over yet~

Immediately afterwards, Liang Yue reached out and pulled out another arrow.

"Arrowhead with a blood groove? Don't recognize it~"

After saying that, he flicked his finger again, and the arrow was shot out in an instant, piercing through the imperial guard team on the other side, directly taking away five soldiers.

Seeing this, the surrounding imperial guards faintly began to stir.

After losing their commanding general, some of the guards couldn't restrain themselves and once again drew their bows and arrows, shooting at this side on their own initiative.

But without exception, they were all captured by the invisible viscous force around someone, and finally limply arranged at his feet.

Afterwards, Liang Yue once again took action, taking out the third seemingly ordinary arrow from the pile of arrows, and spinning it flexibly between his fingers.

"This one looks ordinary, but it's coated with poison."

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