God catches no trace

Chapter 252 Fighting

Chapter 45: Bucket

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen hurriedly knelt down on his knees and said, "This minister is waiting for someone."

"Wait for who?"

"The emperor and the empress."

"Oh." Song Zhenzong took a few steps towards him, and glanced at Shui Sheng, Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran.Surprised face: "Denglian and Niangniang? Why?"

"My minister has something important to announce."

"Boldly Sang Wuhen, this is the place where the emperor and Ai's family pray for blessings. How can you spoil the atmosphere in the name of having something to tell?" Empress Mingsu felt uneasy when she heard this, and before Song Zhenzong could speak, Eyebrows raised slightly, he shouted coquettishly: "What's the matter, tomorrow you write a memorial and hand it over to Mr. Li, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, and he will present it."

The eyes of Shui Sheng, Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran must be fixed.

Sang Wuhen's face turned cold, word by word, his words were extremely serious, and he was not polite: "This matter must be personally informed by the emperor, and no one can do it under the guise of anyone's hand. Please don't talk too much, my lady."

Empress Mingsu's delicate face changed suddenly, and she said sharply: "Little arrester, you are really brave, dare to speak to Ai's family in such a language, come here, and arrest Sang Wuhen who doesn't know how to practice."

In fact, she didn't know how many things Sang Wuhen had mastered, but she just vaguely felt that the other party's request was related to her, and to be honest, she was not afraid of being exposed.

The reason why he used this reason to arrest Sang Wuhen today was nothing more than to retaliate against him for dismantling his own power in the world, and to express his boredom.By the way, you can also take the opportunity to speak before the emperor to cut off his official position, so as to prevent damage when doing business in the future.

Song Zhenzong wanted to stop him at this moment, but Sang Wuhen's reply was full of gunpowder, and he felt dissatisfied, thinking: "When you suffer a little bit, I will come back and ask what's the matter."Then let you go.

Give up after thinking about it, and don't speak.

Mr. He heard Empress Mingsu's order, and with a wave of his hand, several forbidden soldiers around him, together with him, jumped into the air and jumped in front of Sang Wuhen.

"Sang God arrests, my mother ordered, don't blame me." Mr. He finished his head.Several imperial guards stretched out their hands to grab them.

Sang Wuhen backed away and was just about to speak.Empress Mingsu's bitter voice sounded: "Boss He heads off, if he resists again, there is no need to talk too much nonsense."

Ye Yanran and Li Qiuyu got annoyed when they heard this, they moved their hands, trying to teach them a lesson.

"Two sisters, Brother Wuhen can handle it well, don't expand the situation for now." Shui Sheng spoke softly quickly.

Um.The two stopped immediately, endured it, and thought quietly: what my sister said is reasonable, if we do something, I'm afraid the situation will be out of control.

The empress's words were equivalent to an imperial decree, and Mr. He's head darkened when he heard the words, he kicked his feet, and clasped Sang Wuhen's arms with both hands.

To be honest, he still obeyed his mother's orders and didn't use any fighting moves at all.

Of course, Sang Wuhen couldn't let him hold him back, and he floated a few meters away from where no one was.

The meaning is simple and clear: I don't want to do it.

When Mr. He saw him, he avoided him again, and was furious: "Master Sang, although you are very good at martial arts, you have committed a serious crime by disobeying your mother's will. Let me offend you."

As soon as the sound fell, his body was like a flying eagle, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning, stabbing at the opponent extremely fiercely.

The rest of the imperial guards also showed their weapons "唰" and "唰" and rushed straight.

In an instant, Sang Wuhen was enveloped in the sword net.

Standing quietly together in the temple presided over Master Fan and the head seat. Seeing this scene, the eight deacons had no choice but to remain silent, clasped their hands together, and looked at each other calmly.

Song Zhenzong glanced at Ming Su who was full of hatred, and said: "Sang Qing's family is regarded as a good official in the eyes of the common people, so why do you treat him like this?"

Empress Ming Su heard his words, and bowed slightly facing his waist: "Your Majesty, this person is extremely headstrong, if you don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid even you will not be taken seriously in the future."

"The queen's words are reasonable, but the Sang Qing family's martial arts skills are so strong that no one seems to be able to restrain him."

"Don't worry, your majesty, there are so many forbidden troops, including the masters in the temple, the amount is about the same."

"Okay, it's up to you. As long as it doesn't hurt his life." Song Zhenzong sighed and turned his eyes to the field.

Empress Mingsu sneered in her heart: fists and feet have no eyes, it's up to you to decide.

in the field.

Sang Wuhen saw the wind of the sword suddenly rise, and the figure rushed towards him. Immediately, he stretched out with one hand, and made a very ordinary "chasing soul" palm to meet him.

A gust of hurricane instantly blew several imperial guards backwards a few somersaults.

And Boss He felt that it was difficult to open his eyes, and the tip of the sword was blocked, and he could no longer move half a step forward.

Sure enough.He uttered four words in his heart, shook his head slightly, danced with the sword in his hand, and rolled it towards the opponent like a huge vortex.

This sword carries strong internal force.

This sword was clearly murderous.

A sneer appeared on Sang Wuhen's mouth, and he still stretched out his palm.

However, the Dao power is much more domineering than the previous palm, and the strong aura spit out from the palm has a taste of meeting Buddhas to block Buddhas, and meeting gods to block gods.

Of course, he didn't dare to use his ultimate move, because the opponent was the head of the forbidden army, and if he was put to death, it would definitely be a serious crime.This point is very clear in my heart.

soon.

Palm strength meets vortex.

soon.

The vortex became invisible, and the strength of the palm hit the opponent's chest like an iron fist.

But the head is always very human martial arts, he knew that the situation was not good, so he abruptly avoided it to the side.

Seeing this, Empress Mingsu, who was watching the battle, her face darkened, and she shouted sharply: "Except for the court ministers, everyone present, including the master of the temple, come together and arrest him at all costs."

As soon as this remark came out, who would dare not listen.

Ten or twenty imperial guards "hula" and rushed towards Sang Wuhen with long swords in their hands.

Master Liaofan recited in a low voice: "Amitabha." Then, he said to the chief seat and the eight deacons beside him: "Since the empress has made a will and has to obey it, remember, don't kill anyone."

"Yes, Master Abbot."

In fact, he really didn't know that there was another top expert in the world, otherwise, he wouldn't have said such words.

With the echo of everyone in the field, it took a few seconds to surround Sang Wuhen.

Standing outside the circle, Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran's expressions darkened, and they asked Shui Sheng in unison, "Sister, what should I do?"

"Two sisters, please don't worry, nothing big will happen, just watch quietly from the sidelines." Shui Sheng's tone was firm.

That's right, everyone can be frozen with my sister's swordsmanship, but the situation hasn't reached that point yet.

now.

Sang Wuhen was not afraid at all, he gave everyone a cold look.He said: "Sang has no grievances with you, if you want to help the evildoers, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Presumptuous, a catastrophe is imminent, and you are still stubborn." Several guards shouted angrily, and rushed to stab with their swords.

It is obvious that there are many people.

Sang Wuhen moved his body like a ghost, and in an instant, the attacking imperial army stopped in the middle of the circle.

Within one move, without any effort, several people lost their resistance.

In addition, the imperial guards knew that the opponent was powerful, Qi Qi held a long sword and flew in all directions, forming a circular wall of swords gathered in the middle.

Sang Wuhen was not polite, his hands turned into sharp claws, and his footsteps swirled away like the wind. At the same time, the sound of the long sword breaking could be heard endlessly.

When people saw it clearly, all the swords of the imperial guards in the arena had been cut into half.

With such quick skill, who in the world can do it?

Seeing this, the expressions of the four chief monks in the temple changed, and they all pulled the cassocks on their bodies with their hands, and then shook them forward vigorously.

Immediately, the field was filled with red, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, covering Sang Wuhen like a net.

(End of this chapter)