The dust has settled in the capital, but the underground palace is still fighting. The one who brought the underground palace to the underground palace was a master, and Yu Zhilin led the elite. It was hard to tell the difference between the opponent. In the melee, there was no eyebrow in the sword, and many officials and female relatives were tragically killed.

"Ahhhh, I've shed a lot of blood. Will I die?"

"My hand is injured."

"Help!"

"Don't kill me."

When did the ladies who were pampered and lived in poverty have experienced this kind of danger. They were frightened by swords and flesh flying everywhere, so they howled and howled. They rolled on the ground and crawled on the ground, without any grace and dignity they usually had. They wanted to escape, but before they even arrived outside the palace gate, they were scorched and either died or injured.

Although the prince expected everything and arranged personnel, he did not expect that King Lu was very good at his skills. The brave and warlike King Su was not his opponent. The prince narrowed his eyes slightly, "This Tang Lian is hiding deeply enough." Whether King Lu pretended to be reckless or stupid, the prince never took him lightly and kept staring at him, but he didn't expect that he was even out of sight.

Fu Zhixing just killed a stern man and retreated to the prince. When he heard this, he said calmly: "No matter how cunning a fox is, he can't beat a good hunter." King Lu is doomed to fail today.

The corpses were everywhere inside and outside the underground palace, blood flowing into a river, and the strong bloody smell was disgusting. Yan Hu didn't know how long the killing would last. She squatted under the altar and was already breathless. Moreover, not only she couldn't stand it, but Yan Ying and the others were also panting like cows.

"Second brother, be careful." The prince shouted in disbelief.

Fu Zhixing waved his sword and tried to save King Su, but was held back by a knife. King Su was the one who had been on the battlefield. He responded properly and leaned back and narrowly avoided King Lu's sword.

King Lu stepped forward and wanted to stab King Su again. He was stopped by another sword. Seeing his opponent clearly, King Lu gritted his teeth with hatred, "Yu Zhilin!" Why didn't this man stay at home and mourn him? Why did he help the prince deal with him?

Yu Zhilin curled his lips and sneered, "Swoosh swish swish" several swords, forcing King Lu to take three steps in a row. With Yu Zhilin's help, King Su also recovered; the cousins ​​joined forces, one attacked and the other attacked, and King Lu could not handle it, "despicable."

"It's not a martial arts competition among the world, but it also pays attention to one-on-one." Yu Zhilin said amusedly, and the sword was released faster. He stabbed King Lu's right thigh with one sword, pulled the sword downward, and pulled it from the root of the thigh to the knee. The sword injury was not only long, but also deep, and the bones could be seen.

"Ah!" King Lu screamed, his right leg weakened and he knelt on one knee.

"Second brother, don't kill him." The prince shouted in time. King Su's sword did not cut King Lu's throat, but only scratched his skin, blood flowed out, dyeing the linen mourning clothes on his body red.

King Lu looked at King Su who was holding his sword against him unwillingly, and he couldn't turn over.

"The King of Lu has bowed his head! You put down your weapons, but you can't wait to die!" Yu Zhilin shouted three times in a row. He was full of energy, and this sentence clearly reached everyone's ears.

There are not many lords in the underground palace, and there are still many monks outside, but when they hear this, they are in a mess. The prince has already bowed their heads, why are they still suffocating? Sued. When the first person throws down the weapons in his hand, the others follow suit.

Yu Zhilin asked someone to find a hemp rope and tied the person up.

Fu Zhixing was about to go to the altar to get his little wife out when he heard Yan Ying and others shouting, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Zhixing, who had always been calm and calm, changed his face and asked anxiously: "Sister Jiu, what's wrong with Xiaoxiao?"
Chapter completed!