Xie Ziying continued to move forward.

The eight Jinyi Guards kept retreating, keeping a distance of one meter from her, no more or less.

Xie Ziying snorted: "If you have this spirit, why don't you protect your father and do what you are here with me!"

"We are ordered to protect the princess!"

"No need, I have the power to protect myself!"

“…”

The eight Jinyi Guards did not say a word, but still kept a distance from Xie Ziying, one meter away, surrounding all sides.

Seeing that they were like this, Xie Ziying no longer had any more talk.

Her eyes were looking around, her pace was getting faster and faster.

"Princess, it's not great!" Song Yunge said in a deep voice.

Xie Ziying nodded and walked faster.

The two rushed in like a gust of wind, and were stopped twice along the way. Xie Ziying ignored it and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the guards had to let go.

In the blink of an eye, I came outside Duanhe Hall, and the smell of blood came to my nose. Outside the hall was like a Shura Field.

The bodies were scattered all over the ground.

Screams and moans were heard endlessly.

The night wind was gentle, and their voices were condensed together, lingering outside the empty hall, which was particularly miserable.

Xie Ziying's face changed drastically.

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "Princess, go in!"

The guards who followed him also changed their faces and they pressed against Xie Ziying backwards.

"Princess, go quickly!" A guard in the brocade clothes whispered: "Go quickly!"

Eight Jinyi Guards stared at the surroundings, looking anxious, worried that the assassin would turn to deal with Xie Ziying.

Xie Ziying said coldly: "I won't leave!...Gu Xian, go and have a look!"

Gu Xian shook his head: "Princess, let's go together!"

"...Okay." Xie Ziying nodded.

She understood that she was afraid that she would leave the order.

She walked forward, and the eight Jinyi guards were motionless, blocking her way.

Xie Ziying shouted, "I want to save my father, don't stop you!"

"Princess, think twice!"

"Princess, go back!"

"Princess, we are by no means an opponent, we can't stop the assassin!"

...

Eight people stopped each other with their bodies and persuaded each other with their words.

Xie Ziying shook her sleeves and swept a guard away, strode to the meteor to pick the curtains of the hall.

As soon as the curtain opened, the muffled sound inside suddenly came into his ears. The eight Jinyi Guards became even more nervous, but they did not dare to enter.

Without orders, entering Duanhe Temple is a death sentence.

Song Yunge ignored it and followed Xie Ziying into Duanhe Palace and saw the situation inside the palace.

Eight old men were like butterflies, attacking around a slender and thin man, desperately ignoring themselves. Even though they were hit and vomited blood, they still attacked frantically and entangled him.

This slender and thin man looks average, looks in his forties, his eyes are as bright as cold lightning, and his movements are as gentle as the wind.

The eight old men vomited blood from time to time in the strong wind, as if they were about to fall down at any time, but they did not fall down, revealing their tough side.

Two beautiful women in colorful clothes were holding Emperor Xie Sheng's shoulders, standing behind him, looking nervously at the scene.

"Xiao Liu, you are here too!" Xie Sheng said loudly.

Xie Ziying breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, Father, you are safe!"

Xie Sheng said: "Xiao Liu, I am safe now, and it may not be possible later. They can't stop this guy!"

"Gu Xian is here." Xie Ziying walked close to Zizhu, bypassed the nine people fighting fiercely, and came to Xie Sheng.

She nodded to the two women in colorful clothes and looked at Xie Sheng: "The father is not injured, are you?"

"It doesn't matter." Xie Sheng waved his hand and glared at Song Yunge: "Gu Xian, what are you waiting for? Get rid of him!"

Song Yunge clasped his fists and bowed: "Yes."

He raised the cylinder and shot a white light at the thin and slender man.

The thin man moved horizontally to avoid this white light, but failed to avoid the second, third and fourth paths.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amid the four continuous muffled sounds, the slender and thin middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into the gate of Duanhe Palace.

His face turned pale and his eyes were filled with cold light.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Amid a series of muffled sounds, four white lights stabbed him again.

If he fled elsewhere, he still had a dodge and fled to the gate, he would be in a position to avoid it.

"You..." the middle-aged man fell softly.

From Song Yunge lifted the cylinder and shot out eight white lights in one breath, just in the blink of an eye.

The eight old men stood softly with Zhu Zhu, staring at the scene with wide eyes, feeling unbelievable.

"Haha..." Xie Sheng tugged his hands in a loud laugh: "What a Gu Xian, you're so amazing!"

Song Yunge clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, it's not that the empress is powerful, but that the Nine Heavens Li Huo God Arrow is powerful."

"Although the magic arrow is good, it's useless if it doesn't hit it." Xie Sheng still had this vision and smiled and said, "It's great, amazing!"

Although the assassin's body movement is a bit clumsy, his speed is extremely fast and he is definitely not something that can be shot by arrows.

Gu Xian was able to shoot, obviously because he had predicted that he had seen through the assassin's body skills and martial arts methods, otherwise he would never have shot.

Song Yunge smiled and clasped his fists, no longer being modest.

"Xiao Liu, you are so lucky." Xie Sheng said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will give it to me directly!"

Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the princess is now more dangerous than Your Majesty, and her situation is worrying."

"Oh—?" Xie Sheng smiled and said, "Is it so dangerous?"

Song Yunge said: "The three princes are eyeing each other, and they are not convinced by the martial arts hall and need to be suppressed."

"Forget Gu Xian, let's stay with your father." Xie Ziying waved her hand.

She felt extremely aggrieved, but seeing the miserable situation today, she felt that the guards around her father were indeed not good.

All the eight worshippers tried their best, but they still couldn't stop the master of the Sword God. Didn't it mean that the eight worshippers had the ability to kill the Sword God?

Now it seems that it's just bragging!

Song Yunge said: "There is also a Jiutianli Fire Arrow in the martial arts hall. It is better for His Majesty to take it over... Any worshipper who takes it can deal with a master of the Sword God Realm. If there were Jiutianli Fire Arrow today, the assassin would have been destroyed long ago!"

"Um..." Xie Sheng pondered.

Song Yunge said: "These eight worshippers are all extremely skilled in their moves, far better than this assassin. If it weren't for the lack of power, they would have killed him long ago!"

"That's true." Xie Sheng nodded: "Okay, then let's bring that Jiutianli Fire Arrow!"

"Father, let Gu Xian come over." Xie Ziying said insincerely.

She was worried about her father's safety, but she was reluctant to let Gu Xian come over. There was no one around her, and everything was undiscussed, and she felt empty.

Xie Sheng said: "Since you are also dangerous, how can I be so selfish?"

The amazing thing about Gu Xian is that the Nine Heavens Li Fire Arrow. Gu Xian’s archery skills are good, but the eight major archery skills worshipped around him are not bad.

"Huh?" Xie Ziying suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone looked at her and then looked at the middle-aged man lying at the gate of the hall.

But he had changed, from thin and slender to strong, and his face was quickly young.

"Second Brother!" Xie Ziying said in surprise.

"Hehe..." Xie Sheng sneered.

His face turned pale, he stared at the corpse tightly, and slowly moved forward: "Bastard!...Beast!"

Song Yunge stared at Xie Baiting.
Chapter completed!