Chapter 250 249. One versus Seven (Subscribe!)
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The palace steward flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and the spurting blood drew an arc in the air.

"Let the wind be the forerunner, let the frosty rain scatter the dust."

A square-faced scholar in Confucian robes stared intently and recited poems. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and lifted the palace manager down.

"Your Excellency is too overbearing?" The scholar in Confucian robes with a gentleman's face spoke coldly.

All the guards and servants in the palace glared at Xu Qing.

"He was the first to attack, so it doesn't matter. This time we came to Prince Jing's Mansion to arrest the two fugitive lewd wild gods. Please hand them over to the Prince's Mansion, and we will retreat."

Xu Qing looked into the eyes of the square-faced scholar in Confucian robe and spoke calmly.

The square-faced scholar in Confucian robes had a flickering look in his eyes, but was a little hesitant.

Although the Arctic Exorcism House claims to be in charge of all evil and demonic incidents in the world, even princes and sons of noble families will be caught.

But having said that, how can one avoid the influence of imperial power and the court when living in Dasheng?

It has been such a long time since the incident at Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum, but the Arctic Exorcism Institute only dared to visit today. This is a clear indication of their abilities.

But it is precisely so that the Arctic Exorcism Institute dares to come to the door, which means that the most respected and noble person in the world has already compromised and given in.

There is no way they wouldn't hand it over today.

It’s hard to explain to the princess, which is really a headache.

Xu Qing knew that the Jingwang Mansion would not hand over the person obediently, so he said softly: "If you don't hand it over, then don't block us from looking for him."

The square-faced scholar in Confucian robe hesitated and did not take up the conversation.

"Sir! Why waste your words on him?" Meng Qiyao, the head of the palace guards, suddenly shouted, "Unless His Majesty issues an edict to announce it to the world, then the young master and young lady are not some obscene wild gods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed out.

The scholar in Confucian robes didn't even have time to stop it.

I was speechless and felt that these warriors really had no brains at all.

How could such a thing be announced to the world? If it were to be announced to the world, would the royal family still have the face to live?

In the past, Taizu intimidated all the sects in the world and made an oath with them to let them come out to protect the world.

What the Dasheng royal family is doing now is breaking the oath between the two parties and making it known to the world.
Isn't this putting the contradiction out in the open?
But at this point, I can't care too much. After enjoying the offerings from the palace for so many years, I naturally have to consider the interests of the palace.

The square-faced scholar in Confucian robes sighed and said, "Go ahead! Stop them. If they can't enter the palace today, it can only be blamed on their weak strength!"

As the scholar in Confucian robes spoke, a group of guards and servants took action one after another, each displaying their magical powers to attack the demon-hunting envoys of the North Pole Exorcism Institute.

The demon-hunting envoys were not to be outdone. They slashed with their swords, and blood and energy flowed everywhere, with the sound of explosions continuing in the void.

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed and started fighting each other, and a fierce battle broke out in the empty courtyard behind the palace gate.

"It has come to this." Xu Qing's eyes were solemn, and he stood still like a mountain in the face of the attack from Meng Qiyao, the leader of the palace guards.

The Jiazi God behind him took a step forward and swung a powerful blow with the axe in his hand that could split mountains and break peaks.

Fists and axes collided, Qi exploded layer by layer, and an extremely surging wave of energy rose up like a tide.

"You're too careless."

Another palace guard appeared behind Xu Qing. This man had a full beard and looked wild and overbearing.

The punch was like the sky falling down, condensing infinite energy and blood, and rolling with thunder and wind as it smashed towards Xu Qing's back.

"Really?" Xu Qing looked dimly and said softly, "Ding Chou!"

A trident emerged from thin air before the bearded warrior's fist fell, with the tip of the trident facing his fist.

then.

A heroic figure in linked armor and red gauze appeared little by little, with slender white hands grasping the Ruyi trident.

But there is a huge force surging.

The halberd was thrust forward, sparks flew, and the bearded warrior was pushed back. "Two?"

"No." Xu Qing shook his head, and with a thought, the Jiaxu God holding the purple gold Zhenkong Hammer blocked the attack from another fourth-grade peak warrior.

"Yes, four!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Hai God, with a red silk cape fluttering on his shoulders, turned the glazed mirror, and the bright light of the mirror shone on a skinny warrior who had approached him without anyone noticing.

The thin warrior's body was suddenly frozen, his face was extremely stiff, but he did not wait for the fatal move.

After the agitated blood and energy broke the mirror light, he did not dare to be careless and flew back to create distance.

Xu Qing picked up the Liujia Command Thunder Talisman and the Liuding Command Fire Talisman to bless the four guardian gods with yang thunder and yin fire.

Then he sighed, "As expected of the Jingwang Mansion, there are four peak fourth-rank warriors guarding the house."

The seven realms of cultivation can be roughly divided into three levels of minor, medium and major supernatural powers. Practitioners of major supernatural powers are rare and are at the top of the cultivation world.

The fourth and fifth realms of intermediate supernatural powers are the backbone of the cultivation world, and it is rare to see too many of them in normal times.

Huai'an City is a transportation hub between the north and the south. In terms of prosperity, it is second only to the two capitals in the north and south. However, the prefect in charge of the place is only a Confucian cultivator of the fourth realm.

Among the four chief constables, only Chief Constable Luo Yangao, whom he knew, was a fourth-rank warrior, and the other three chief constables were all fifth-rank warriors.

In one royal palace, there are four peak fourth-grade warriors who are just one step away from breaking through to the third grade.

There are also two fourth-level Confucian practitioners and one fourth-level Buddhist practitioner.

Long before entering the palace, Xu Qing had already gained insight into the situation in the palace with the help of his golden eyes.

Only then did they dare to break into the house.

As for why there were no fifth-level cultivators or third-grade warriors in the palace, it was very likely that the Arctic Exorcism Institute had used some means to send them away in advance.

"The Taoist priest's strength is beyond our expectations. He is worthy of being the direct disciple of the head of Yuanfu Temple." The square-faced scholar in Confucian robe glanced at the four guardian gods who were blocking the four warriors, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He is clearly only a Taoist practitioner at the third level, yet he can command four powerful Taoist soldiers.

With this kind of strength, if he only targets one of them, he will be able to crush them to victory.

"Unfortunately, you have to deal with not only four warriors, but also us!" The eyes of the square-faced scholar in Confucian robe suddenly turned fierce.

As soon as he finished speaking, two scholars in Confucian robes and a pot-bellied monk surrounded Xu Qing.

"Amitabha." The big-bellied monk chanted the Buddha's name. "The four Taoist soldiers that the donor relies on are being held back by our companions. How can they stop the three of us with only the cultivation of the third realm?"

"It's better to retreat. This way, it will be good for both you and me."

Xu Qing curled his lips: "Who said that? We have to fight to know the outcome."

Immediately.

Six talismans were twisted out and thrown forward.

The two scholars exchanged glances with the monk and immediately stopped holding back.

One of them reached out and the ink condensed into a long sword in his hand, and the sword energy of the gentleman sword was like bright moonlight splashing;
One of them took out a Confucian calligraphy copybook, each character represented a technique, and chose the word "slow", slowing down all of Xu Qing's movements and thoughts.

The big-bellied monk took out a string of bodhi beads, which were shining brightly. However, anyone who saw this string of beads would immediately have a lusty sound in their heart.

The eight remaining guardian gods in Xu Qing's body all emitted divine light, breaking the spells cast on him by the scholar and the monk.

He waved his hand and shouted, "Fire!"

The five talismans formed the flow of the five elements, transforming into strong wood energy and merging into the sixth talisman.

moment.

The sea of ​​fire was surging, and the breath that was boiling to the extreme spread out.

The square-faced scholar's expression suddenly changed: "No! This is the burning energy of the Divine Fire Platform!"

(End of this chapter)