"Swish swish swish swish..."

Hundreds of archers were divided into two groups, one group shot arrows and the other group took the opportunity to shoot arrows. The two groups took turns, without stopping, with sharp arrows as dense as rain, and did not give people a chance to breathe at all. If someone else came, facing this level of dense arrow shot, they would probably be shot to the ending of the hedgehog's hatred. However, Ling Muyun looked at the strong arrows that were shot as if nothing was left, accompanied by the strong wind, and rushed forward in a moment, facing layers of arrow rain.

"The archer retreats, the spearman comes forward and kills!"

With the order from the imperial guards, the archers stood up and retreated, while the imperial guards who were standing behind, holding spears, stepped forward. The dense spears were lifted up in one go, and a forest of guns suddenly formed, and they stabbed towards Ling Muyun. Although the imperial guards at this time were all vaguely afraid of Ling Muyun, the military orders were as high as a mountain, and these soldiers still instinctively chose to obey the military orders.

"Let me go!" Ling Muyun shouted loudly, activate the true energy in his body with all his strength. He turned the sword in his hand and drew a crescent-moon-like sword-training light, slashing heavily against the long spear like a forest. A dense burst sounded, and the broken spears broke into the broken spear. The row of guards in the front vomited blood and fell backwards. Ling Muyun forced a gap in the gun forest. A strange flush surged on Ling Muyun's face, but his figure did not stop. He rushed into the imperial guards' queue like a gust of wind.

"Kill!" The imperial guards raised their swords and guns and rushed towards Ling Muyun.

Ling Muyun's body was like a dragon, and his long sword was waving and blooming. The sword light was like a waterfall. The sharp sword aura swept away freely, as if it had turned into a sickle in the hand of the god of death. Every sword light flashed by, an imperial guard would scream and fall down and turn into a dead body. Although the imperial guards fought desperately, they were as fragile as if they were to be slaughtered under Ling Muyun's hands. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get rid of the arrival of death. Gradually, many imperial guards were panicked. After all, there were a few people who could face death without any movement.

Feeling the pressure around him lightened, Ling Muyun was delighted and rushed straight out of the crowd. With his violent combat power and high light skills, although thousands of imperial guards were besieged, Ling Muyun was like a swimming fish swimming upstream among the crowd, swimming towards the outside.

"Look, all the soldiers, I will be rewarded if anyone can capture and kill this thief; if anyone who winces and indulges this thief, I will be punished if anyone who is afraid of it!"

At this moment, a clear and tender voice suddenly sounded, but the little emperor Kangxi in the crowd was secretly anxious when he saw the war situation was unfavorable, so he used heavy rewards and severe punishment to inspire the morale of the army and boost morale.

"Long live! Long live!" The imperial guards shouted in unison, their morale was greatly boosted, and they were flowing towards Ling Muyun like a tide.

"Damn little Tartar, you are looking for death!" A cold light flashed in Ling Muyun's eyes, and he suddenly jumped up, penetrated his sword, and threw it towards Kangxi who was watching the battle among the crowd. A cold light suddenly slashed through the night sky like lightning, and shot towards Kangxi in the harsh roar of tearing the air.

"Protect the car—"

A panic and urgent roar sounded, and several close bodyguards beside the little emperor Kangxi jumped in front of Kangxi and erected a human wall. "Puff puff puff", Xueliang's long sword shot on the human wall, and blood appeared, piercing through the bodies of the three guards in a row, and its momentum stopped. Xueliang's blade emerged from the back of the third guard, only half a foot away from Kangxi.

Kangxi's face turned pale. Although he was flattered by his subordinates as the most wise ruler in ancient times, who was a senior emperor and a master of the Five Emperors, he was actually just a teenage baby. At best, he could know more about the emperor's mind than ordinary people's children, but in the face of death, he was even more afraid of death than ordinary people. As the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five, he enjoyed endless wealth and honor and held the greatest authority in the world. How could he bear to die? How could he not be afraid of death?

The moment the steel knife shot at Kangxi, he was even stunned. When he saw his close bodyguard die in front of him, the sharp blade was only a few inches away from him, and cold sweat suddenly burst out from his body, and a blank in his mind for a moment.

After a while, Kangxi recovered from the fear of being on the verge of death. He saw that he was surrounded by layers of guards. Thinking of the previous fright, Emperor Kangxi was furious. He grew up so old that he had never been so scared except for the time he captured Oboi with Wei Xiaobao and others. Moreover, even the time he captured Oboi, he had never felt that death was so close to him.

"What a good thief, you dare to assassinate the lord and kill him for me. If you kill this thief, you will be rewarded with tens of taels of gold and promoted to the three extremes!"

Kangxi, who felt that his life was threatened, was completely angry and made a great reward. He must kill Ling Muyun, a bold assassin who dared to violate his emperor's majesty, on the spot, and he would never allow him to escape.

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

Stimulated by the heavy reward of Emperor Kangxi, the Imperial Guards were all red-eyed and rushed towards Ling Muyun one after another. Although they all knew that Ling Muyun was powerful, everyone was lucky. After all, when manpower was exhausted, no matter how powerful Ling Muyun was, as long as he was still an individual, he would always be tired, and he would naturally be able to kill him.

Seeing that the Imperial Guards, who were already gradually shocked by him, were so excited by Kangxi's order that they surrounded him and killed him like crazy, Ling Muyun became more and more angry. He used his skill to seize the white blade with his bare hands and snatched a long sword from a guard. The sword light surged and killed several Imperial Guards in front of him. Then he jumped into the air, stepped on the shoulders and heads of the Imperial Guards and rushed towards the direction where Kangxi was.

"Stop him! Protect the Emperor!"

The imperial guards shouted, holding up their swords and guns in their hands, slashing and stabbing towards Ling Muyun in the air, trying to kill them. Even if they can't do it, at least Ling Muyun had nowhere to fall. However, these are still difficult to fall behind Ling Muyun, who is carrying the Nine Yin True Sutras, and Ling Muyun jumped and soared like a lively bird. Although the imperial guards of the Qing court tried their best to resist, he could still find a place to settle down, which was not enough to hinder his progress.

"The troops scattered, Shenji Camp is ready!"

At this moment, Ling Muyun noticed that there was a group of special guards surrounding Kangxi at some point. The armor styles of these guards were the same as those of other guards, but their weapons were very different because they were all muskets! Although the styles of these muskets were quite strange and very different from those of later generations, one thing is certain that these were indeed muskets.

Ling Muyun knew very little about the development of firearms, so he did not know that the weapons held by these imperial guards were actually called bird guns, which were still quite a distance away from modern muskets. They were firearm equipment inherited from the Ming Dynasty. They were filled with ammunition in the front, first filled with gunpowder, and then filled with iron sand. What they shot was not bullets in the later sense, but shots formed by iron sand, so the range was far less than that of modern muskets, but in close range, the power was not inferior, and even more than that.

Under the order of the Imperial Guards, the imperial guards who had originally surrounded each other suddenly dispersed, and a large piece of open space was empty between Ling Muyun and Kangxi. Then the Imperial Guards holding bird guns all raised their muskets and aimed in the direction of Ling Muyun. They were aimed at hundreds of muskets together. Ling Muyun felt that his scalp was a little exploded. He had confidence in resisting the arrows with his mental power field, but he was unsure of the hot weapons such as muskets.

"Prepare, let it go!" A dense gunshot, thick smoke rose, and countless iron sand suddenly emerged from the muzzle, forming a dense barrage and shooting towards Ling Muyun.

Ling Muyun was shocked, and the demon species in his mind was turbulent. Large tides of spiritual power surged out like a tide, instantly urging the mental power field to the extreme. The wind was howling around him, forming a thick wind wall. At the same time, the long sword in his hand danced rapidly, and a ball of sword light poured out like a waterfall, dancing so hard that it was impossible to penetrate the wind and rain. Ling Muyun, who possessed the memories of later generations, was deeply rooted in fear of hot weapons, so he directly used all his solutions, just to be able to escape under the opponent's musket formation.

"Ping Ping Pong" burst out in a dense explosion, and Mars burst out like fireworks. Ling Muyun's whole body shook violently and retreated backwards.

The iron sand shot out by the musket was no less powerful than the strong arrows shot by the imperial guards, but it was much smaller than the arrows. Therefore, the resistance of each iron sand was much smaller than that of the arrows, and its penetration was greatly enhanced. Although Ling Muyun had made every effort to defend, it was still difficult to block them all. There were more than a dozen iron sands in his body. Although they all avoided the vital points and were not deep into the flesh, the actual damage to Ling Muyun was not great, but it was enough to prove that these muskets could indeed pose a threat to him. Moreover, the closer the distance, the greater the power. If he insisted on rushing forward, he would probably be beaten into a sieve.

After a row of twenty or thirty feet, he left the range of the opponent's musket. Seeing that there were scars on his body and the long sword in his hand was also broken by iron sand, he could not help but feel angry. He immediately took out some broken silver from his arms, used his finger-bounce magical power, and shot it out at Kangxi. It was not rude to come. Since Kangxi gave the iron sand on the musket, he would return it with a broken silver hidden weapon. Otherwise, wouldn't he lose his etiquette?

"Swish", "Swish", "Swish"... A sharp roar sounded, and more than a dozen silver lights cut through the night sky and shot towards Kangxi like lightning.

Kangxi's side never expected that Ling Muyun could attack Kangxi at such a long distance. Although there were still personal death soldiers standing up to protect him, there were inevitably loopholes when caught off guard. Although most of the broken silver was blocked by Kangxi's personal guard, a piece of broken silver shot through the gap on Kangxi's right chest. Suddenly, a charming blood flower bloomed, and Kangxi screamed and fell to the ground.

"Emperor! Emperor!" "Emperor is injured, please pass it to the Imperial Doctor!"...

Kangxi was injured, and the imperial guards suddenly had a great morale. After a riot, Ling Muyun looked around and saw that there were too many people around Kangxi's position, and even a shadow of Kangxi could not be seen. He didn't know what Kangxi was injured and whether he could kill his life.

Ling Muyun also knew that the place where he knew something was wrong should not be kept for a long time. Although he was still unwilling to accept it, he still rationally took advantage of the opportunity of the Qing army's chaos to break through the siege and use his peerless light skills to leave the palace.
Chapter completed!