Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 137 Sister, help me!
On top of the city gate, several guards fell to the ground, their lives or deaths unknown.

Wang Ping stood on the city wall, the sharp wind making his robe rustle.

He put Jiang Liu'er down from his shoulder, grabbed her hair, made her show her face, and shouted:

"Zhao Guanxiang!!!"

This loud shout actually echoed throughout the Yifeng Imperial Manor, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Wang Ping finished his drink, but no one came out. He drank again with all his strength:

"Come out and see if this is the person you are looking for!!!"

Jiang Liuer fell into a coma, being manipulated by Wang Ping like a puppet. When her hair was pulled, her slightly furrowed brows proved that she was still alive.

Not long after this sound ended, a shrill whistling sound came from below.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and felt pain at the base of his palm.

It was actually an arrow, with extraordinary power, flying straight towards his face.

But he grabbed the arrow with force and threw it to the ground.

The arrow made of fine steel made a "clang" sound when it touched the ground.

Wang Ping looked down and saw Zhao Guanxiang coming with a golden bow in his hand and a furious look on his face.

He laughed: "Zhao Guanxiang, you insulted me as a coward that day, now look at me again, do you have any guts?"

Zhao Guanxiang hurried over and saw Wang Ping and Jiang Liu'er, whose life or death was unknown, on the city wall. His face immediately turned pale.

Since Wang Ping climbed up to the city gate tower, the guards who stayed there must have been killed.

Hearing Wang Ping's words, Zhao Guanxiang retorted, "Kidning a kid, how can that be considered courageous? If you really have courage, would you dare to stand still and take three arrows from your grandfather?"

Wang Ping would naturally not be fooled by such provocation. He looked around the manor with an owl-like gaze. Behind Zhao Guanxiang, many figures were slowly approaching this side.

He sneered and said, "You guys at the Patrol of the Astronomical Observatory are so powerful. You sent out so many people, but you didn't get any news at all!"

"Master is right. That Bai guy cannot be trusted, and none of his subordinates can be trusted!"

He mistakenly took the Xiaowei who attacked the imperial farm tonight as the troops of the Astronomical Observatory.

This is understandable. After all, Zhao Guanxiang is leading the team. Where else can such elite troops be trained in the capital except in the Astronomical Observatory?

The Six Guards of the Capital? Could those old soldiers be so elite?
It's a joke!
Although Wang Ping had only been in Kyoto for a short time since he defected from the Western Desert Army, he thought he had a clear understanding of the situation in the capital, so he was certain that these people must be from the Astronomical Observatory.

Otherwise, it couldn't have appeared out of thin air, right?
After hearing what he said, Zhao Guanxiang naturally couldn't refute it.

And his silence seemed to Wang Ping to be a sign of acquiescence.

He glanced at the people behind Zhao Guanxiang, his eyes full of fear.

What made Wang Ping most cautious was that he was not sure whether there were any celestial warriors among these "Patrol of the Sky" people.

This is very likely. Not to mention that above the colonels in the Astronomical Patrol there are military officers such as the Left and Right Generals, Left and Right Lieutenants, Major Generals, and Generals. Even among the colonels, some senior colonels are celestial warriors.

This team seemed to be led by Zhao Guanxiang, the patrol captain, but he might have asked his colleagues for help.

This is also the reason why Wang Ping did not dare to use the terrain of the manor to attack and kill Zhao Guanxiang.

If there really is a celestial warrior hiding among them, and working with these elite troops, he may not be able to escape after killing Zhao Guanxiang.

"Zhao Guanxiang!"

Wang Ping grabbed Jiang Liu'er's throat, lowered his head and looked at Zhao Guanxiang below, and said: "I will give you a chance to save her. Come out of the city and fight me. If you win, I will let you take this woman away."

Zhao Guanxiang cursed: "You shameless bastard! You are a celestial warrior, fighting against a common warrior like me? You might as well wait here. I will go back and ask General Qi to come, and you fight him!" "Put away your sharp teeth. You don't have to come. Just wait to collect your body!"

Wang Ping had long experienced Zhao Guanxiang's mouth, so he simply didn't communicate with him too much. After he finished speaking, he carried the unconscious Jiang Liuer and jumped off the city wall.

Zhao Guanxiang watched Wang Ping's figure disappear on the city wall, feeling shocked and angry. He immediately put away the golden bow in his hand and put it on his back.

But he did not chase out of the manor immediately, but walked towards the Xiaowei, and finally came in front of Zhao Nishang, bowing solemnly:
"Sister, help me!"

Anger showed on Zhao Nishang's face and she kicked him.

The kick was heavy, but Zhao Guanxiang did not dodge and took the kick head-on. His body swayed but he finally managed to keep steady.

Zhao Nishang frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with anger: "Are you crazy? Although Wang Ping has just made a breakthrough, he is also a genuine celestial warrior. What can you use to fight him?"

Ever since Zhao Guanxiang confronted the Gao family, Xiao Wei has been collecting all the information about the Gao family, including Wang Ping's origin and background.

This is a genuine celestial warrior, and he is not a celestial warrior like Cang Baizi whose blood is exhausted, but a celestial warrior who is at the peak of his powers.

Even if he had just broken through and was only at the second-level Yuantai realm, it was not something Zhao Guanxiang could challenge.

The chasm of martial arts is not just talk.

People like Zhao Guanxiang and Zhao Nishang, even if they have learned the most advanced martial arts in the world, it is common for them to cross borders and kill enemies below the fourth rank. But they are still not qualified to cross the chasm of martial arts and kill celestial warriors with their fifth rank bodies!

At least if we fight head-on, there is almost no chance of winning!
But since Zhao Guanxiang asked Zhao Nishang for help, it would not be without purpose.

He said, "Sister has learned the secret technique of silver needles. I would like to ask Sister to give me three needles."

The secret technique of silver needles is the unique skill of the old eunuch Wei in the Temple of Worship.

Old eunuch Wei himself is not familiar with martial arts, but he is proficient in the secret technique of silver needles, which shows great magical powers.

If done in a good way, this method can cure all diseases in the world.

If one does evil, this method can also make it impossible for one to be born or die.

If used on a warrior, the secret silver needle technique can also stimulate the potential of the human body, enough to allow an ordinary warrior to briefly burst out with several times the strength.

The "Grand Eunuch" who was able to fight with the Five Marquises for so long, even if he was defeated in the end, is not an easy person to deal with.

And he is also Zhao Nishang's teacher.

Zhao Nishang is also the only descendant who learned the secret technique of silver needles from the old eunuch Wei. Even the old eunuch Wei's godson Wei Fu has never learned this skill.

But when Zhao Nishang heard Zhao Guanxiang's request, she was unwilling to do it: "Using the secret method of silver needles to improve your strength is tantamount to killing the goose that lays the eggs. If you are not careful, your foundation will be damaged. What will you do in the future?"

"Sister, as long as you can use it, your body will be weak for a few days at most..."

"Two injections. The most I can guarantee is that your foundation will not be damaged after two injections, but it can only last for two hours!"

"Two needles... are not enough." Zhao Guanxiang took a deep breath, his expression extremely serious, "Sister, help me."

Zhao Nishang raised her hand to hit him, but he didn't show any intention of dodging.

In the end, she was defeated and sighed, "Three needles can only last half an hour at most. But I want to tell you that even so, you and Wang Ping are only 30-70. The chasm of martial arts is not so easy to cross!"

Zhao Guanxiang accepted it calmly: "At least try your best."

Some readers mentioned Hong Zhao’s age issue. It was indeed my problem. I was careless in the writing and caused bad guidance. I sincerely apologize and have made changes.

Not related to the main storyline, will not affect subsequent reading

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