The Empress remarried, and I retaliated by wiping out the court.

"kill!"

A low shout.

More than ten assassins in black attacked like ghosts.

The blade flashed coldly, pointing directly at Ye Wudao on the Nine Dragon Chariot!

"Protect the Emperor!"

Cao Ji roared angrily.

however.

The four sedan bearers, who originally looked like ordinary guards, suddenly exuded a terrifying aura.

The four of them stomped on the ground at the same time, and the bluestone ground cracked inch by inch. The aura of the masters of the Transformation Realm suddenly erupted!

"Your Majesty, please do not be alarmed!"

One of them gave a low shout and struck out with his palm. A gust of wind swept past, and the assassin at the forefront was sent flying backward, crashing into the palace wall and spitting out blood.

Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"interesting."

He had long known that there were countless experts in the palace, but he never expected that the few inconspicuous sedan chair carriers beside him would actually be masters of internal energy.

No wonder emperors throughout history never lacked guards when they traveled, even if it seemed simple.

Just now.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out again.

On the palace wall in the distance.

More than ten men in black appeared like ghosts, all drawing their bows at the same time.

Arrows rained down.

"Protect His Majesty!"

Cao Ji's expression changed.

He took a step forward, blocking Ye Wudao's path, and suddenly flicked his sleeve.

Ding Ding Ding!

Dozens of arrows were all knocked away by his internal force.

"Your Majesty, this place is dangerous!"

Cao Ji said in a deep voice, "We've been ambushed. Follow this old servant!"

The words fell.

He grabbed Ye Wudao and ran wildly towards the inner palace.

Meanwhile, the Jinshui Bridge had been completely transformed into a battlefield.

Blade flashes...sword shadows...blood...screams...

The ten assassins were all death-defying warriors, fighting to the death with every move, and had no intention of leaving alive.

Cao Ji led Ye Wudao and ran back quickly, covering a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. Just when they thought they were safe, a deep voice rang out.

"Eunuch Cao's charm is as undiminished as ever..."

Cao Ji paused in his steps.

In front.

A middle-aged man with gray hair slowly walked out.

His face was covered, but the aura in his eyes was as heavy as a mountain.

Grandmaster level expert!

Cao Ji's pupils contracted slightly.

"This old man of mine has truly broadened his horizons today. When did a grandmaster like you become an assassin for someone else?"

The middle-aged man said calmly:

"The world is bustling with activity, all for profit. Where there's a bidder, there's a taker."

Cao Ji sneered, "It seems someone has gone to great lengths to save His Majesty's life tonight."

The middle-aged man had no expression.

"The dead don't need to know so much. All you need to know is that after today, the Great Yan will no longer have this emperor."

next moment.

The two were so fast that they were almost invisible, disappearing from the spot.

boom!

The two terrifying forces collided violently, creating a shockwave.

Cao Ji shouted, "Your Majesty, run!"

"None of you...can leave!"

A gray figure with a long braid appeared like a ghost behind Cao Ji.

"puff!"

Caught off guard, Cao Ji coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His eyes widened in disbelief. "You're Xie Wuming from the number one manor in the world?"

"You know too much, go to hell!"

With the rear engulfed in chaos, Ye Wudao wished he had two more legs to run far away.

Logically speaking, there should be guards every three steps and sentries every five steps in the palace.

But today.

The surroundings were deserted; there were no imperial guards, not even palace maids or eunuchs.

"Damn it! That old bastard Xiao Linyuan, remember that!"

As Ye Wudao turned a corner, he bumped head-on into a gray figure with a long braid.

Xie Wuming laughed, "Ye Wudao, your death is near!"

Ye Wudao remained unfazed, calmly replying, "The number one manor in the world dares to interfere in the imperial court? Aren't you afraid I'll lead my troops to raze you to the ground?"

"You're about to die, and you still dare to threaten me? I really don't know if you're stupid or planning a last-ditch effort?"

Ye Wudao didn't back down, exposing his chest and shouting, "Come on! Stab it here, I'll take responsibility if you kill me!"

"Ye Wudao!!!"

Xie Wuming's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty!

Everyone knows that Ye Wudao is a good-for-nothing who has never even reached the Ming Jin level.

But for the other party to dare to speak like that is undoubtedly courting death.

This is truly incomprehensible.

If Xie Wuming were in his shoes, would he still be so calm when facing an enemy whose strength far surpasses his own?

Or perhaps all of this was just Ye Wudao bluffing, waiting for reinforcements?

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thoughts flashed through Xie Wuming's mind.

The imperial city is full of hidden talents, including some unseen masters.

But so what?

He's a Grandmaster-level expert!

Even in the number one manor in the world, apart from his brother Xie Wuwang whom he couldn't defeat, no one else could withstand a single move from him!

"No matter what trump cards you have, you're all doomed in front of me!"

Xie Wuming stopped hesitating, his true energy surged around him, and he took a step forward!

A pair of large hands, with lightning speed, went straight for Ye Wudao's crown!

If this palm strike lands, Ye Wudao will surely die with his head split open!

"Death? Why should I die?"

Faced with a desperate situation, a strange light suddenly flashed in Ye Wudao's eyes.

Xie Wuming was startled. The next moment, a cold light descended from the sky, aiming straight for his back!

Xie Wuming was terrified!

The person who was able to launch a sneak attack on him must be at least a master!

When did Ye Wudao acquire a Grandmaster-level expert by his side?

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced flesh, and blood splattered three zhang high!

Xie Wuming was struck as if by a heavy blow, his face filled with utter horror!

If he hadn't instinctively shifted his body three inches, this sword strike would have killed him!

The next moment, a white figure floated down from the palace wall.

She was slender and graceful, wearing a white veil, standing against the wind, her clothes fluttering in the breeze, her black hair dancing in the wind, like an unapproachable fairy from heaven!

Xie Wuming stared at the other person, his eyes bloodshot: "Who... exactly are you?"

Ye Wudao said with a smile, "Um? Xie Wuming, right? If I'm not mistaken, today is your death day!"

Xie Wuming narrowed his eyes, a sinister glint in them: "Hmph! You dog emperor, so what if you've hired a Grandmaster-level expert? I can come and go as I please in this palace. You think you can keep me here?"

Yes.

The strength of a Grandmaster is unimaginable; it is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary troops.

Xie Wuming truly lives up to his reputation as the number one clan in the world, second only to Xie Wuwang in terms of terrifying combat power.

Today, the opponent has sent two Grandmaster-level experts, so their chances of winning are indeed very high.

But how could Ye Wudao not have foreseen this?

The next moment, Ye Wudao chuckled: "Xie Wuming, who told you that I only invited one Grandmaster-level expert today? You seem to have forgotten someone?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Wuming's pupils constricted sharply, realizing something.

He followed Ye Wudao's gaze and saw a middle-aged man standing on the eaves of the palace, wearing a purple-gold crown, a jade belt with nine dragon patterns around his waist, and a purple-gold robe with nine pythons and flying fish.

The fact that the opponent could appear in front of Xie Wuming without anyone noticing means that their strength is at least at the Grandmaster level!

Xie Wuming opened his mouth as if to speak, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word.

Mo Jingyu's expression was indifferent:

"Xie Wuming, all these years have passed, has your brother's knife wound healed?"