The most intelligent general in the world

"Do you want to surrender yourself or let me do it?" Zhang Liang said to Yan Lingji with a smile. Although there was no murderous look on his face, Yan Lingji felt an unprecedented danger, as if the breath of death was emanating from Zhang Liang.

Although she was scared, Yan Lingji was not someone who would be easily frightened. She swayed and floated down from the beam, casually taking off two bright red hairpins, and said with a smile: "Then let me see what Master Zhang Liang is capable of!" After that, she rushed towards Zhang Liang like a red phantom, and the hairpin flew out of her hand and hit his face. Then, she took off two more hairpins and attacked Zhang Liang.

"Very fast!" Zhang Liang praised. He had no weapon in his hand, but his body itself was the sharpest weapon. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two hairpins flying at him like lightning.

"How is that possible?" Yan Lingji was shocked. Her hairpin was usually an ornament, but it was also a weapon she carried with her. It was made of the unique iron material of the Baiyue land. Although it could not be compared with a divine weapon, it was sharper than an ordinary famous sword. Just now, she had tried her best to use the hairpin as a hidden weapon, hoping to force Zhang Liang to take it head-on.

Behind Zhang Liang are King Han and others. If Zhang Liang dodges, the hairpin will hit King Han and Zhang Kaidi directly, thus forcing Zhang Liang.

It sounds easy to catch a knife with bare hands, but how many people can really do it? Yan Lingji originally thought that even if Zhang Liang caught it, it would be very strenuous, and then she could take the opportunity to attack and gain a slight advantage. However, seeing Zhang Liang catch it so easily, she did not dare to get closer, paused her attack, and quickly retreated.

"Is it too late to leave now?" Zhang Liang said in a low voice, and his figure flashed, following Yan Lingji like a shadow.

"Try this move of mine!" Zhang Liang shouted softly, his fingers like swords piercing straight into Yan Lingji's eyebrows.

"What a fast attack speed!" Yan Lingji was shocked. She didn't dare to confront him head-on and retreated quickly.

Many people knew that Yan Lingji could control fire, but few knew that she was also very skilled in Qinggong, light and flexible, as graceful as the wind. But Zhang Liang was faster, and in an instant he forced Yan Lingji to a large pillar in the palace, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"Hmph!" Yan Lingji snorted. There was no way to retreat, so there was no need to retreat anymore. She held a hairpin in each hand, her left hand pierced Zhang Liang's sword finger, and her right hand attacked his heart.

"Nice move, but not enough!" Zhang Liang chuckled, his sword still pointing, his free left hand waved lightly, two fingers like scissors, clamped the hairpin that was piercing his heart. At the same time, his right hand changed its sword finger, and flicked it lightly.

"Ding!"

The fingers collided with the hairpin, making a metallic sound. Yan Lingji felt a huge force, and the hairpin in her hand was knocked away by Zhang Liang's finger. Another hairpin was also caught by his left hand.

"snort!"

Although she was defeated, Yan Lingji did not panic. The hairpin that was clamped by Zhang Liang suddenly spewed out flames.

“Huh, interesting!”

Zhang Liang loosened his hairpin and felt the flame, which was undoubtedly spiritual fire. Although it was not as domineering and pure as his own Lihuo, it was also incomparable to ordinary flames.

"Controlling fire, is this a bloodline ability or a special skill?"

At this moment, Zhang Liang really wanted to catch Yan Lingji and study her carefully.

Yan Lingji took advantage of Zhang Liang's distraction and quickly retreated. Orange-red flames gushed out of her palms, flying around the palace hall and releasing countless flames, instantly igniting many places in the palace. However, strangely, the fire did not burn anything, and no thick smoke rose.

"How can I let you do what you want!" Zhang Liang snorted and chased after Yan Lingji.

“Swish! Swish!”

With two slight sounds, Yan Lingji ignored Zhang Liang's attack and adopted the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao. Two hairpins flew out and went straight to King Han and Zhang Kaidi.

"Hmph!" Zhang Liang snorted coldly. He no longer cared about chasing Yan Lingji. He flashed through the crowd and caught the hairpin flying towards King Han and Zhang Kaidi. Ji Wuye was nearby, so Zhang Liang didn't need to take action at all. But how could he trust Ji Wuye? If this guy didn't take action, or deliberately slowed down, Zhang Kaidi might have died here.

By the time Zhang Liang took the hairpin and wanted to chase Yan Lingji again, she had already escaped to the gate of the palace.

"My master asked me to tell you something. He has prepared a generous gift for you at the Prince's Mansion in your country. He is waiting for you to come!"

After saying that, Yan Lingji flashed and rushed out of the palace. Everyone in the palace was shocked, especially the King of Han, who was furious. The safety of the prince was related to the foundation of the country. If there was any mistake, it would inevitably cause turmoil in the government.

Zhang Liang did not care about the life or death of the prince. To him, he was just a waste like the King of Han.

"I'm going to chase the thief!"

Zhang Liang said this casually, and then quickly left the palace, chasing in the direction where Yan Lingji disappeared. As for how the King of Han and the others would deal with the follow-up, Zhang Liang was too lazy to care.