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"Is the prime minister still awake? How many days has it been?"

"I don't know when he will wake up. The prime minister's injury is very strange. The imperial doctor said that he was only slightly injured and shouldn't be in a coma for so long, but he still hasn't woken up. It's really strange."

Jiao Banxue looked at Huang Shicheng again, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Wang Heng lowered his head, the pupils in his eyes suddenly enlarged and then contracted rapidly, a small black spot appeared in the fundus of his eyes, if you look closely, you will be surprised to find that it is actually a pupil!

Wang Heng walked forward slowly, and approached Huang Shicheng's bed side by side. Li Shangshu looked at Wang Heng. He sensed a familiar aura from Wang Heng, and his eyes were fixed on the moving Wang Heng.

Wang Heng walked to the bedside and looked at Huang Shicheng, who was pale and closed his eyes, and suddenly a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Li Can's heart suddenly moved, he remembered, he had fought against Yang Sirui a few days ago, he remembered Yang Sirui's aura, at this time, Wang Heng's body exuded exactly the same aura as that Yang Sirui.

Li Can's hand moved immediately, and the silver needles shot out from his sleeve quickly. In an instant, 350 six silver needles were swimming in the palm of his hand. Constant shot to go.

Wang Heng's hand also suddenly raised, and a terrifying force condensed in his palm. The two shot at the same time. Seeing the flying needles, Wang Heng shot at him in unison, and Wang Heng had to stop quickly. Resisting the 350 six silver needles, in an instant, all the silver needles stuck in his hand, knocking him back several steps before stopping.

Wang Heng looked at Li Can coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes!

Jiao Banxue and the others were a little slow to react, and quickly took out their weapons.

Jiao Banxue's weapon is a thin sword, the blade is light and soft, engraved with the pattern of moving clouds, and the word Jixue is engraved on the tongue of the sword, exuding the power of a fourth-order magic weapon.

Yin Songyu's silver-sleeved blue silk was held in his hand, and a cold light shone.

Liu Xingcan also carried a fourth-tier sword.

In Liu Susu's hand is a four-level whip with nineteen triangular sharp blades. When it is loose, it is a whip, and when it is combined, it is a sword.

Martial King Tang Bo held a silver spear, fighting all the year round, which gave him a strong killing spirit. Wang Heng's sudden attack was unexpected by everyone, and they stared at Wang Heng suspiciously and angrily.

What is suspicious is why he attacked Huang Shicheng, and what is angry is that he dared to attack Huang Shicheng, even dared to kill the imperial court official in front of them!

With a wave of Wang Heng's hand, the 350 six silver needles were shot back and aimed at the five people.

A black shadow suddenly appeared from Wang Heng's body and moved towards the door quickly. Wang Heng fell to the ground in an instant, unconscious.

"Stop him, he is that thief Yang Sirui!"

Li Can saw the black shadow jumping out of Wang Heng's body, and instantly understood. His fingers were fixed in the air, and the silver needles were fixed one after another. Then he turned his fingers, and the strength of those silver needles increased sharply, and they shot towards the black shadow.

Hearing this, Tang Bo rushed out holding a gun:

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"It turned out to be him, so stay there!"

The blade of the gun rubbed violent sparks on the ground, and a fiery red mark was drawn on the ground. The muscles in Tang Bo's hands bulged, and he stabbed fiercely into the ground. The ground vibrated slightly, and then cracked open. A big hole, spider web-like cracks spread everywhere, the floor burst and mud splashed.

Yang Sirui's figure sprang out from the ground, holding a Wujin spear, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered the energy in front of him.

Tang Bo pulled out his long spear from the ground, danced and exploded in the air, and stepped towards Yang Sirui with one step:

"If you dare to attack the court officials, you will die!"

The gun in Tang Bo's hand was full of blood, and a phantom of a blood dragon appeared on his gun, exuding bloodlust. When he stabbed with a gun, it was like a thousand troops rushing towards him. Take the head of the enemy general!

The wind whizzed around Yang Sirui, he only saw the gun that was constantly zooming in, and the whistling wind sounded in his ears:

"What a domineering marksmanship!"

Faced with this spear, Yang Sirui did not retreat but advanced, the body of the gun trembled, but also pierced out with a single spear, like a snake coming out of a hole, like a cloud flying gracefully, his attack was not as aggressive and fierce as Tang Bo.

He shoots like a snake, making it impossible to see the trajectory of the gun. It looks soft and weak, but it uses the method of softness to overcome rigidity. The two guns meet, and sparks are sparked.

Tang Bo's spear bent Yang Sirui's spear a little, but Yang Sirui's spear never stopped. The blood dragon coiled around Yang Sirui's spear, and quickly attacked his chest. Yang Sirui's spear trembled, causing ripples in the air.

The body of his spear swayed like a spirit snake, like a giant dragon swaying its tail, shaking the blood dragon wrapped around his spear away, Yang Sirui's spear head deflected, brushed against Tang Bo's, and entangled in Tang Bo's body On the body of the gun, he slapped and stabbed all the way, killing him.

Yang Sirui did it in one go, and stabbed thirty spears in a row, the tips of the spears were dotted with cold light, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, cool and cold.

The power on Tang Bo's gun was dissipated little by little by Yang Sirui's stalking, but after all Tang Bo had been on the battlefield and experienced countless fights, so he remained calm.

The gun in his hand suddenly spun, and the air around the gun body was driven to rotate one after another, and the air flow became disordered. Yang Sirui's gun was affected by the air flow, and the speed of stabbing was greatly reduced, and the progress was very slow.

Tang Bo yelled, pressed the gun and picked it up, the tip of the gun bent, and then bounced quickly, hitting Yang Sirui's gun tip upward with one shot.

But even so, Yang Sirui's gun had already pierced Tang Bo's forehead. Tang Bo squatted down with his legs crossed, drew the gun and turned around his body. He turned his feet, twisted his body, and fell backward slightly. It shot down obliquely, piercing the air, and went straight to Yang Sirui's chest.

"Back to the carbine!"

The corners of Yang Sirui's eyes twitched slightly, and he recognized this move back to the carbine at a glance.

Back to the carbine, a well-known move in marksmanship, the spear is like lightning, the pawns are too late to guard against, it is difficult to guard against.

Yang Sirui didn't have time to draw his gun to resist, he was stabbed in the chest, his body flew upside down, and he retreated more than ten steps before he stopped.

"It's a pity, if you are at the bigu stage, this shot is enough to kill me."

Yang Sirui's body shook, and the gun in front of his chest was thrown flying. Tang Bo caught the flying gun with his hand, and was shocked by the sudden huge force from the gun, and kept going back 30 in a row. After many steps, he barely stopped.

More than ten steps and more than 30 steps, the difference between the two is clear.

Tang Bo's face finally changed slightly, and he stared at Yang Sirui with some shock on his face:

"He is the Dzogchen in the bigu period!"

Tang Bo is still in the Dzogchen realm of the revolving photoperiod, which is quite similar to Yang Sirui's, exactly a great realm.

"Martial King Tang Bo, I remember you, and I will visit you again some day to learn your marksmanship."

Yang Sirui turned around and wanted to leave.

"My Great Zhou Palace, is it a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

An ear-piercing sword sound sounded in the air, Yang Sirui's heart skipped a beat, he quickly turned around and threw his spear in front of him to block it, a rapier pinned to Yang Sirui's spear with countless flying frosts, Yang Sirui bent the body of the spear and exerted force suddenly, Bounced the sword back.

"Senior Sister Jiao, I'll help you!"

Liu Xingcan rushed out, his movement was extremely fast, and hundreds of phantoms appeared in the air. With one sword move, hundreds of swords came out, stabbing at Yang Sirui quickly, and the light of the sword dazzled people.

Yang Sirui's spear was like a weapon in his arm, and the cold stars lit up in the night, breaking Liu Xingcan's hundreds of swords in a row.

Yin Songyu's silver-sleeved blue silk was quietly introduced into the air, and suddenly shot out from Yang Sirui's back. Yang Sirui seemed to have taken precautions, the gun pier hit behind him, and a wave of air exploded, Yin Songyu's silver-haired blue silk was thrown flying out .

The strongest Liu Susu flashed to Yang Sirui's side like a ghost, Yang Sirui's expression froze, he didn't notice when Liu Susu came to him at all!

Liu Susu's eyes were very clear and bright even in the night. She blinked at Yang Sirui and smiled. Looking at the little girl's smile, Yang Sirui didn't feel the slightest chill and warmth, but his heart tightened. He rarely felt the danger in Liu Susu's body.

Yang Sirui stabbed Liu Susu without hesitation.

The space is so powerful that the tip of the gun seems to be able to pierce the void. Liu Susu stood still, and the sharp blades around her suddenly lifted up, brushing the air and stabbing. The sharp blades entangled Yang Sirui's gun, like vines growing wild , quickly attacked Yang Sirui.

Yang Sirui's gun was fixed for a moment, and in such a moment, Liu Susu's chain blade had already reached his eyes, and a cold light flashed across his face.

Yang Sirui decisively abandoned his gun and flew back, the chain blade rolled up his entire gun and kept it in the air.

A sharp blade pierced the position where Yang Sirui was standing just now, and a huge explosion sounded in the air.

"It's only at the sixth floor of the bigu stage, but why do I feel that she is stronger than me?"

Yang Sirui's heart was full of surprises, a little unbelievable.

Yang Sirui just wanted to retreat quickly now, he miscalculated, he did not expect that the minister of the Ministry of Industry had such keen observation skills, if he hadn't discovered himself, he could have killed Huang Shicheng and retreated quickly, they hadn't After realizing it, he wouldn't be blocked as much as he is now.

He is not afraid of Liu Susu now, what he is afraid of is another strong man who has not yet shown up, and he has confirmed that these four shots are those masters in the bigu period who entered the imperial city.

But the scariest thing was the Suzaku that brought them into the city, its aura, even though it was far away, made Yang Sirui feel a frenzy in his heart!

He couldn't see through the specific strength of that Suzaku, but he firmly believed that the strength of that Suzaku must be far superior to his. Now, that Suzaku has not shown up, he was very disturbed and just wanted to leave quickly.

Yang Sirui won't be able to get that gun back, so it's important to go first!

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Yang Sirui turned his head abruptly, a sea of ​​flames spread towards him, the air was boiled, the floor melted, and melted into puddles of hot molten streams, the sea of ​​flames burned in a straight line, tightly locking Yang Sirui, this A sea of ​​flames was enough to burn Yang Sirui to ashes!

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The fire illuminated the night sky of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and soon, the sea of ​​flames submerged Yang Sirui and the piece of land he was on, and the ground quickly melted and sank downward.

The molten stream rolled up, and magma splashed everywhere.

At the door, a red bird slowly landed on Jiao Banxue's shoulder and rubbed against her neck. Both Tang Bo and Li Can looked at the bird on Jiao Banxue's shoulder at the same time. Power, too strong!

The ground was still a little hot, and the place where Yang Sirui was standing had turned into a scorched black pit, still glowing with fire, lava flowing inside, slapping the rock walls on all sides.

Liu Susu glanced at the black-gold gun lying in front of her, shook her head, and threw it into the pit, where the magma melted it instantly.

The corners of Tang Bo's eyes twitched. That gun was a fourth-order magic weapon, even better than the one in his hand. He didn't expect it to be destroyed like this, which really made him feel distressed.

"Is he dead?"

Tang Bo slung the gun on his back, walked to the edge of the pit, and asked Liu Susu.

This little girl is so young, he didn't expect her strength to be so strong, which made him admire her.

"He didn't die and escaped, but he should have been seriously injured."

Jiao Banxue walked to Tang Bo's side and spoke.

"It's not dead!"

Tang Bo was a little surprised.

"The exercises he practiced are very weird. They can get into people's shadows, attach to other people's bodies, and manipulate other people's consciousness."

Wang Heng walked out holding the door, and said with a weak face.

Wang Heng's consciousness had been pushed aside by Yang Sirui before, he just felt that he had lost control over his body, he could see everything, but he couldn't do anything, he could only watch.

During the time when Yang Sirui's meaning was temporarily stored in his body, Wang Heng saw how he entered his mind.

"Master Wang, why did you get bent over? How are you doing now?"

Jiao Banxue looked at Wang Heng who was leaning on the door frame with a pale face and asked.

"This...hey, it's because of my lack of talent and meager strength that this thief took advantage of me to sneak in. I'm ashamed and ashamed. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Wang Heng racked his brains to think of such an answer.

"Hehehehe..."

Li Can on the side sneered, tacitly.

Wang Heng ignored him as if he didn't hear him.

"Master Wang, do you know where he came from?"

Jiao Banxue asked.

"He seems to be from the Central State Demon Sect. He seems to have some kind of conspiracy in Lengzhou."

Wang Heng frowned and said that he knew very little.

"Zhongzhou..."

Jiao Banxue thought in her heart.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, you should go back and rest quickly, I see that you are very weak now."

Jiao Banxue looked at Wang Heng's current appearance, and said quickly.

Wang Heng thanked him and was about to leave, muttering in his mouth:

"This Li Can is too ruthless, more than 300 meteorite needles all greeted me..."

"Hehe, it's not bad that you didn't stab yourself to death."

Although Wang Heng spoke in a low voice, Li Can still heard it and said angrily.

Wang Heng didn't argue with him, he was afraid of making Li Can anxious, Li Can revealed all his secrets, it was really embarrassing, he bid farewell to everyone and left alone.

puff!

Outside the imperial city, Yang Sirui came out from the shadows, pressed his palm on his chest, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In the blood he spit out, there was actually a small wisp of flame floating, and the blood smoked on the ground. His back was already bloody, and some places were even scorched black, which was very scary.

"This Suzaku...I'm afraid it's...better...better than the consecration period..."

Yang Sirui's body was filled with berserk fiery power, this power burned his heart, making it very difficult for his aura to move!

puff!