Seeing this person pounce.
Zheng Yi took a deep breath, his eyes extraordinarily bright, and the inner strength within him surged like a roaring river.
With his eyesight, he could already see clearly the pouncing assassin, an old man with sinister eyes and a murderous aura.
His right palm struck directly, with a chilling intent flowing over it.
In a critical moment, Zheng Yi's inner strength surged wildly within his body, instantly breaking free from the old man's oppressive hold.
He then stretched out his right hand, grabbed the side of the sedan, flipped forward, and sprinted quickly towards Xianfu Palace.
"Murder!"
"There's an assassin!"
"Protect the Emperor! Protect him fast!!!"
He had hopes of longevity; he'd be crazy to fight to the death with the assassin.
The two elderly assassins looked difficult to deal with; it was better to leave them to the Imperial Army.
With a "boom," Zheng Yi just escaped, and Elder Xuan Ming's palm landed heavily on the sedan.
The entire sedan instantly shattered into pieces, and the eight eunuchs carrying it screamed and fell to the ground.
The old man paused for a moment, subconsciously turned his head, surprised at how fast the Emperor could flee!
"Protect the Emperor! Protect him quickly!"
"There's an assassin!"
By this time, the Imperial Army within the palace had also discovered the assassin and were rushing towards them.
The old man continued to leap forward, shouting loudly, "Number two, trap the old eunuch, I'll kill the dog Emperor!"
"Okay, Boss!"
The first old man roared, twisted his body and charged, his hands turning into afterimages and blocking Wang Zhongyi completely.
"Quickly protect Your Majesty!"
Wang Zhongyi shouted, turning to handle the first assassin.
By now, the second assassin had already charged out, knocking down the surrounding Imperial Army soldiers who screamed and fell to the ground.
As long as they were hit by the old man's palm wind, a chill immediately enveloped their bodies, causing them to scream and collapse.
While sprinting, Zheng Yi's mind was shaken, this assassin's strength was definitely above the first-grade realm.
"Where do you think you're going!"
The old man behind him lunged forward, and Zheng Yi quickly turned a corner to avoid an attack.
Serpentine movement!
This old man's lightweight technique was fast, but he could only move straight up and down, not able to turn in the air.
Zheng Yi sprinted, using serpentine movement, evading the assassin's three deadly strikes.
"Damn it! Where are the Imperial Army soldiers!"
"Protect the Emperor quickly!"
"Could it be Emperor Zhengyong wants to use this opportunity to eliminate himself..."
Zheng Yi was overthinking; after sprinting out of the Imperial Garden Palace, a squad of Imperial Army soldiers immediately emerged.
"Your Majesty!"
"Protect the Emperor! Protect him quickly!"
Several little eunuchs rushed out first, drawing soft swords from their waists and guarding Zheng Yi from behind.
Little eunuchs!
The Death Warriors cultivated by Wang Zhongyi!
"Get out of here for me!"
"Cold Ice Poison Palm!"
"Puff!"
"Ah...!"
Hearing the sound of sword blades slicing through the air and the screams behind him, Zheng Yi still had no intention of turning back, continuing to sprint in multiple directions.
Meanwhile, chaos erupted around them, with some Imperial Army soldiers suddenly turning and attacking their former comrades with deadly intent.
Assassin!
Another assassin!
"Ah!"
"Catch the assassin quickly!"
"Protect Your Majesty!"
A bloodstained little eunuch dashed to Zheng Yi's side, shouting, "Your Majesty! Quickly go to Jiaotai Hall!"
"To hell with Jiaotai Hall!" Zheng Yi shouted, "Escort me to Xianfu Palace! Quick!"
He wanted to go to Xianfu Palace, not just for distance reasons.
The main reason was that there were arrow towers, trained palace maids, and Consort Duann Xu Qingluan there!
"Kill!"
"Kill the dog Emperor!"
"Avenge the brothers!"
Cries continued, as squads of assassins and Imperial Army soldiers clashed.
But Zheng Yi paid no mind, sprinting with the escort of little eunuchs and several Imperial Army soldiers straight to the gates of Xianfu Palace.
"Open the door! Open it quickly!"
"It's me...!"
"It's Your Majesty! Open the door quickly!"
The eunuchs within Xianfu Palace spotted Zheng Yi's figure and immediately rushed to open the doors.
"Dog Emperor! Where are you going...!"
By then, Elder Xuan Ming's boss had already arrived.
He was bloodstained, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Damn it!
For this assassination, they planned for a long time.
Not only did they gather many strong warriors, but there were also insiders in the court; it took months to figure out the dog Emperor's routes all for a perfect kill.
Who would have thought the dog Emperor's escape speed would be this fast!
No pause at all for the Imperial Army or Death Warrior guards, but sprinted all the way to Xianfu Palace!
Weren't they saying this dog Emperor reviews documents during the day and fools around with consorts until dawn, how is his stamina this good!
"Die for me... Cold Ice Poison Palm!"
This palm, full of his anger and murderous intent, at least seventy percent of his power concentrated in it.
If hit, the dog Emperor would undoubtedly die!
But just then, a blade's aura, filled with violence, bloodlust, and murderous intent, suddenly burst forth from the dog Emperor's back, charging towards him unwaveringly.
Elder Xuan Ming's mind was greatly shaken, this blade... he couldn't defend against it at all!
In a critical moment, he turned back with one palm, forcefully slapping the Yanling Saber.
Taking advantage of the rebound from the palm and blade, he swiftly retreated.
Regaining his composure, he discovered that the one who launched the blade was actually a tall, valiant young girl!
This young girl seemed to have just woken up, her clothes thin, but her gaze was sharp.
Their target this time, Emperor Zhengyong, actually managed to reach behind the young girl, exclaiming with delight, "Luan'er, you've come at the perfect time..."
"Your Majesty, step back."
Xu Qingluan said earnestly, "This person's strength is in the first-grade realm, Luan'er must focus on handling him."
"Alright, alright..."
Zheng Yi hurriedly backed down, summoning a large group of Imperial Army soldiers.
Elder Xuan Ming said, "The Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber, young girl, who is Xu Mujun to you?"
"My father Xu Mujun!"
"Hehehe... No wonder, this blade has already inherited his true teachings." Elder Xuan Ming said, "But today, even if Xu Mujun were here, he must die!"
Xu Qingluan initially thought about buying time, but the opponent gave her no chance, twisting forward.
Her hands poured with cold air, immediately enveloping Xu Qingluan within.
"Kill!"
Xu Qingluan roared, the Yanling Saber in her hand immediately emitting a bloody aura, slicing towards Elder Xuan Ming.
Their bodies swiftly clashed, blade shadows and palm images intertwining, the cold chill and murderous intent forcing everyone to retreat.
Zheng Yi, anxious on the side, urgently slapped the little eunuch's shoulder and said, "Quick! You go help Consort Duann!"
The little eunuch's face turned sour as he said, "Your Majesty, a servant like me is only in the third-grade realm, rashly charging up will instead harm Consort Duann, unless old... Eunuch Wang is here."
"Damn it!"
Zheng Yi cursed angrily, he couldn't bear to see Consort Duann in trouble, but his own strength was too weak to risk danger lightly.
In the past months, he practiced Dual Cultivation with Xu Qingluan day after day, increasing his strength, while Xu Qingluan's strength also increased due to the effects of Dual Cultivation.
At this moment, Xu Qingluan had already stepped into the first-grade realm.
But... she lacked combat experience, facing many dangerous scenarios.
"Damn it! There are assassins in the Imperial Palace, what are the Imperial Army doing...!"
Just then, a figure appeared again in the distance.
Leading them was an old man wearing a Daoist robe, with a face like that of a baby.
With one hand, he gestured a salute, and with a single foot, he tapped the ground, his form instantly floated over like a phantom.
He reached out a single palm, lightly pressing towards Elder Xuan Ming.
The speed seemed very slow, but under the oppressive presence, it made Elder Xuan Ming's boss lose his soul.
"Taiyii Dao! Zhao Suling!"