Chapter 935 Human Explosion Bomb-Firefly Gou!

"Haha, this Blood Sea Demon Cult has really helped us a lot. We don't have to bother looking for a breakthrough."

Hou Qing lowered his voice, waved the willow branch in his hand, his eyes full of surprise.

"That's great. We can take advantage of the chaos and maybe even complete the mission easily."

Ying Gou (in elder sister mode) also looked excited and muttered quietly.

"Don't be too happy too soon. Although the Twelve Blood Lotus Envoys of the Blood Sea Demon Cult have helped us attract attention, there must be more experts in the Qiantian Palace. We still have to be careful."

Hanba seemed more cautious, he said in a deep voice.

"That's right. Besides, the Emperor Daqian might have some means of saving his life. Be careful."

The surrendered minister beside him also nodded, with a silver needle flashing in his hand.

As the four of them talked, they approached the Qiantian Palace silently. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the attack by the Twelve Blood Lotus Messengers of the Blood Sea Demon Cult, they quietly went around to the back of the Qiantian Palace, ready to find an opportunity to assassinate the Great Qian Emperor.

At this time, the Qiantian Palace was already a sea of ​​fire, and the heat of the karmic fire made the air seem to be ignited.

Si Yiqi and the entire Qiantian Palace were trapped in the formation. Although he was the Emperor of Daqian and possessed supreme power and status, at this moment, he felt unprecedented palpitations.

"The opportunity has come, then"

"Up!"

At the same time, Jiang Chen took a look at the Twelve Karma Fire Red Lotus Envoys and the enchanting Karma Fire Red Lotus formation that were showing great power in the Qiantian Palace. He moved and grabbed Ying Gou beside him like a ghost. Without waiting for her reaction, a gentle but irresistible force threw Ying Gou into the blazing sea of ​​fire in the Qiantian Palace.

"what--"

"You're such a wimp!"

Ying Gou's (Ajie mode) scream pierced the night sky, and then stopped abruptly, replaced by a dull roar, which was a sign that the powerful force hidden in her body was instantly stimulated.

As her personality switched, Ying Gou's eyes became extremely sharp, and there seemed to be materialized internal force fluctuations around her body, wrapping her in a layer of faint light, and she rushed straight towards Si Yiqi.

Si Yiqi was sitting on the dragon throne, his whole body illuminated by the karmic fire, his face slightly distorted with despair.

At this moment of life and death, a strange wave suddenly surged beside him, and dozens of figures in tight black armor rushed out like ghosts.

"Shadow Guard!"

As a trump card that most leaders of forces would cultivate, Si Yiqi was naturally no exception. This was something he had carefully trained for when he was a prince. It was his last life-saving trump card and the most elite assassination and protection force when he was a prince. He usually hid in the dark and would never show up unless it was absolutely necessary.

Originally I just wanted to use this power to protect myself as the Prince of Daqian, but I didn't expect that things in the world are so unpredictable!

The shadow guards under Si Yiqi's command are dressed in special black armor, which is not only light and tough, but also can absorb part of the attack force and reduce damage. Their faces are covered with half iron masks, revealing only their cold eyes. They hold short blades that shine with cold light in their hands. They are agile and quick in movement, and can take people's lives silently.

"Protect the Emperor!"

The leader of the shadow guards let out a low roar, and with a flash of his body, he was the first to meet Ying Gou's fierce attack.

However, Ying Gou's internal strength was profound, and his bone-setting skills were extremely domineering, and wherever he passed, the air seemed to be buzzing.

However, the leader of the Shadow Guards was not afraid at all. His figure was as fast as lightning, and his short blade drew silver tracks in the air, colliding with Ying Gou's internal force, splashing sparks. The other Shadow Guards also quickly dispersed and surrounded Si Yiqi, forming an airtight protective net. They either jumped or lay low, or attacked or defended, coordinating perfectly. It was obvious that they had been strictly trained to deal with such emergencies.

The short blades of the Shadow Guards are coated with a special poison, which can quickly paralyze the nerves and make the enemy lose their combat effectiveness once it cuts the enemy's skin.

But as the most powerful fighter among the four corpse ancestors, Ying Gou is no ordinary person. The internal strength in his body is like a surging river, endless, and he easily dissolves the attacks of the shadow guards one by one.

"Humph, you guys think you can stop me?"

Ying Gou snorted coldly, and her violent internal energy suddenly burst out. An invisible force spread out in all directions with her as the center, shocking several approaching shadow guards and making them retreat again and again.

Then, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Si Yiqi like a ghost. Just as he was about to kill him with one blow, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

A dagger drew a silver arc in the air, carrying a fierce murderous aura, and went straight to Yinggou's heart.

Ying Gou snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, he gathered the internal force in his right palm and directly met the dagger.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound of metal clashing, the dagger shattered into pieces under Ying Gou's internal force. The leader of the Shadow Guards was shocked and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

However, he was well-trained after all. He did not stop and swung the dagger in his left hand again. At the same time, he moved his body to the side, trying to get around Yinggou's flank.

Ying Gou seemed to have anticipated this. He lightly stepped on the ground with his left foot, and his body moved sideways like willow catkins. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and a powerful force surged out from his palm, transforming into an invisible gust of wind, which directly blew the leader of the shadow guards away.

The leader of the shadow guards rolled several times in the air and landed steadily, his face turning pale.

The surrendered minister stood outside the Qiantian Palace, looking at the fierce battle scene inside the palace, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It seems that our Sister Yinggou is indeed the strongest."

Ying Gou's strength is far more than that, but her performance at this moment is already amazing enough. She turned to look at Hou Qing and Hanba and smiled softly.

A smile appeared on Hou Qing's lips. He waved the willow branch in his hand lightly, playing melodious music, as if he was cheering for Ying Gou.

"Ying Gou has always been like this, but I don't know what other methods the Emperor Daqian has."

Although his "Record of Tears of Blood" did not show its power at this moment, his ability to control blood allowed him to be fully aware of every change on the battlefield, he said softly.

"No matter what methods he uses, as long as the four of us are here, what is there to fear?"

Hanba had a silly smile on his face. He clenched his hands, and a faint smell of gunpowder emanated from them. It was obvious that he was ready to take action at any time.

As he was speaking, a loud noise was heard from the Qiantian Palace. Ying Gou, who was showing great power in the palace, finally found an opportunity and smashed the chest armor of a deputy leader of the Shadow Guards with a single palm. The deputy leader of the Shadow Guards flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Hinagou, don't forget I'm here!"

The voice of Hanba sounded beside Yinggou's ears. He had quietly circled behind Yinggou without her knowing. He held a black object in his hand, which was his homemade gunpowder.

Hanba knew that Yinggou’s combat effectiveness in this state was amazing, but within this palace, the power of gunpowder should not be underestimated.

He threw it hard, and the ball of gunpowder drew an arc in the air and landed accurately among the shadow guards.

(End of this chapter)