The number one rebel of the Great Wu

Clearly, this level of combat is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Shen Qingci and Chen Changgeng could only watch from the sidelines.

The general and his personal guards, who were skilled in martial arts, quickly mustered their men and charged forward.

He saw that the number of people surrounding him had increased by another twenty or thirty.

Instead of panicking, Eunuch Zhou smiled.

"Come on, come on, the more of you come, the stronger I become!"

With a simple gesture, the blood mist that had been drifting in the air suddenly froze.

"Oh no, retreat quickly!"

Xiao Jingtian immediately realized something was wrong; the pre-move of this move was very similar to the Blood Mist Palm.

You could even call it an enhanced version.

But Xiao Jingtian still told him to slow down.

With a push of his hands, the blood mist in the air flew over like a wall.

The palace guards at the very front all let out a scream as their bodies were blown to pieces the moment they touched the wall of blood.

Armor and flesh flew everywhere.

The blood mist dancing in the air will merge into the blood wall, replenishing it and making it bigger and thicker!

"not good!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Shen Qingci immediately leaped forward, grabbed Chen Changgeng's shoulder with one hand, and pulled him out of the temple.

They were still about 20 or 30 meters away from Eunuch Zhou, which gave Chen Changgeng room to react.

"Stupid woman, what good will it do you to drag me along!"

With only a two or three-second window of opportunity, Chen Changgeng disregarded even the Third Prince Xiao Ce on the ground, pulled back, grabbed Shen Qingci's delicate body tightly with both hands, and rolled towards the steps outside the temple.

"Boom!"

The moment the two rolled down, the temple's courtyard wall was completely destroyed.

The flying rocks knocked down many soldiers.

Shen Qingci was tightly protected in Chen Changgeng's arms. Although she felt dizzy and disoriented, as if the world was spinning, she did not feel any pain.

Chen Changgeng activated his protective qi, so rolling down the stairs was no problem for him.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The two rolled around more than ten times before finally coming to a stop.

At this moment, their faces were close together, and their heavy breathing hit Shen Qingci's neck, causing goosebumps to spread across her skin like ripples, and her heart to pound wildly.

Feeling the beauty in his arms tremble slightly, Chen Changgeng raised his head, brushed the dirt off his head, and asked with concern.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Shen Qingci was fine at first, but when Chen Changgeng asked her that question right in front of her, her beautiful eyes immediately looked away in alarm.

"Hurry up and help me up! How long are you going to carry me like that?!"

Although her voice was soft, it clearly carried a hint of coquettishness.

"What's wrong with giving me a hug? It's such a rare opportunity."

"Don't worry, everyone around here thinks I'm a eunuch. This is called being loyal to my master."

"They won't overthink things."

Chen Changgeng grinned.

"You... bastard!"

Shen Qingci reached out and pushed Chen Changgeng's chest, then turned her head away.

Chen Changgeng's lips curled into a smile, and he couldn't help but lower his head to look at that snow-white neck.

Her skin was crystal clear, with veins faintly visible, and a subtle fragrance lingered...

"If you don't let go... I'll castrate you when we get back!"

Hearing the hint of annoyance in Shen Qingci's voice, Chen Changgeng quickly let go and pulled her up.

The surrounding area was already a mess.

The soldiers who were originally blocked outside were now blown down in droves, and there were painful cries everywhere, but no one paid any attention to the two of them.

Shen Qingci's face flushed slightly. After glancing around to make sure it was safe, she glared fiercely at Chen Changgeng.

"What are you all standing there for? Go check what's going on inside!"

Chen Changgeng chuckled and was about to climb the steps to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly reached out and pulled him.

"You actually go if I tell you to!"

"They'd rather die than live!"

Seeing the mixture of anger and heartache in Shen Qingci's eyes, Chen Changgeng felt a surge of joy and quickly replied.

"Don't worry, I'll just peek from the steps."

"If anything really goes wrong, I can just roll down again and that'll be the end of it."

After saying that, Chen Changgeng deliberately grimaced to show how much pain he had just endured.

Shen Qingci glared at him with a hint of resentment, then fell silent.

Chen Changgeng then climbed up the steps using both his hands and feet, sticking half his head out to take a look.

At this moment, the outer walls of the temple had been completely razed to the ground, and the inside was even more chaotic and collapsed.

Xiao Jingtian, Ruyi, and Rushuang each used their own skills to block the palm strike.

The unfortunate general was already kneeling on the ground, clearly seriously injured.

The few personal guards he brought with him didn't even last one move before collapsing to the ground.

"This is not good. In terms of fighting strength, there are only three people left."

"That eunuch's martial arts are incredibly strange; we don't even know if the three of them are a match for him."

Xiao Jingtian's strength was indeed remarkable, but he was, after all, an emperor, busy with state affairs all day long, so he didn't have much free time to cultivate.

Therefore, Chen Changgeng estimated that no matter how strong they were, they were only slightly better than Shuang Ruyi.

Both Ru Shuang and Ru Yi are at the fourth level of strength, while Xiao Jingtian is estimated to be at the third level, which is also considered a high level.

This father-in-law... I wonder if he has the strength of a second-stage cultivator.

Just as Chen Changgeng was making his calculations, Xiao Jingtian had already taken the lead and rushed forward to meet him.

He raised his hand and slapped the old man several times, and they were already evenly matched.

Ru Shuang and Ru Yi swiftly attacked with their swords drawn. The three of them coordinated perfectly, forcing the eunuch to retreat repeatedly.

"Looks like he's not a second-dan, but a third-dan, so that's it."

Given Xiao Jingtian's strength, it was indeed a bit presumptuous of him to only bring these ordinary guards on his inspection tour.

After all, he never expected that the other party would bring in martial arts masters to deal with him.

In his eyes, with his third-level strength, even if the opponent brought in a thousand troops, he couldn't be stopped from leaving if he wanted to.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Two soft sounds.

Ru Shuang and Ru Yi, one on each side, pierced the eunuch's shoulder with a sword.

The swords pierced his body, yet not a drop of blood flowed out.

He seemed oblivious to the pain, instead raising his head and grinning in a chilling way.

"Slurp!"

A soft sound.

He actually managed to suck a section of Ru Shuang and Ru Yi's swords into his body.

Seeing this, the two realized something was wrong and were about to draw their swords and leave when Eunuch Zhou reached out and grabbed their arms.

Fortunately, at that moment, Xiao Jingtian took a lunge and prepared his strength, delivering a powerful punch that struck Zhou Gonggong squarely in the chest.

As the swords flew from their hands, Eunuch Zhou was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the main hall with a loud bang.

The main hall, which was not completely collapsed before, was almost entirely destroyed by the force of this punch.

Even so, the three of them remained wary.

Because they could all sense that Eunuch Zhou's aura had not disappeared, as if...

It's not just a possibility, it's certain that it's getting stronger and stronger!

"boom!"

A blood-red shadow suddenly burst through the roof and flew into the air.

Now Shen Qingci doesn't even need to ask Chen Changgeng anymore; she can see him just by looking up.

With a cruel smile on his face, Eunuch Zhou drew the swords from his chest with one hand and the other with the other, casually tossing them down.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the blood from the wound, like a tap turned on, rushed outwards relentlessly, congealing into a solid, watermelon-sized blood ball in Zhou Gonggong's hand.

With a slam of his hands, he and the blood sphere hurtled toward the three people in the temple with unstoppable force!