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In the alley filled with blood mist.

Chen Yibai, with his sword, forced his way out of the crowded alley.

However, the number of Jinwu Guards in the city was far more than expected, and they could not be chopped down.

If Chen Yibai did not have the blood of Zhulong, relying on his super standby physical strength, he would probably be exhausted to death.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air came again.

Chen Yibai was holding the red ancient sword in his hand at this time, and he had no time to change his hands to open the diamond umbrella. In addition, the blood mist was so thick that he could not even accurately distinguish which direction the arrows were shot from.

It is easy to dodge an open arrow, but it is difficult to defend against an arrow from the dark.

At the critical moment, Chen Yibai could only dive forward suddenly, squeeze his body into the team of Jinwu Guards, and get close to the Jinwu Guards at zero distance, using the chaos to block the hidden arrows and try his best to protect the head first.

Clang clang clang!

One of the arrows whizzed past Chen Yibai's face, and then shot into the eyeball of a Jinwu Guard next to him, and went straight through with a "puff".

Chen Yibai could even hear the sound of his eyeball exploding, and his back subconsciously felt cold.

If this TM had been a little more off, he might have been the one to be exploded.

At the same time, the rest of the arrows were all blocked by the Jinwu Guards next to him with their bodies.

However, these arrows shot at the Jinwu Guards, and had no effect on them.

The rest of the arrows were all blocked by the Jinwu Guards next to him with their bodies.

Woo... Woo...

Then, a series of strange woo sounds came from the blood mist, intermittently, and spread in the air, sounding like some kind of command.

It seems that among these Jinwu Guards, there is a leader hidden secretly, giving orders.

When the voice fell, the blood mist above his head suddenly changed.

Before Chen Yibai had time to look up, a huge black wire rope net appeared in the blood mist above his head and covered him directly.

The wire rope net covered almost the entire area. In the crowded alley, there was no way to hide. Even if he had wings, he could not fly out.

"Damn! Is this a net of heaven and earth?"

Chen Yibai cursed in his heart. This was a cold arrow and a net of heaven and earth. No wonder they, the Tianxing Club, came eight days in advance and were still cooling off outside.

Let alone the descendants of Fa Qiu and the white ape with iron arms. If it were anyone else, they would probably lose at least a layer of skin if they came.

Of course, except Chen Yibai!

The rope net covering the top of the head was woven with soft iron wire. This kind of craftsmanship was relatively rare in the Western Han Dynasty.

Chen Yibai immediately cleared the Jinwu guards around him, raised his sword over his head, and slashed at the rope net covering him.

Swish... snap... The wire rope net was emitting a string of sparks and was torn open in the middle.

In front of the sharp edge that could break anything, everything was just a gimmick.

After breaking through the rope net, in order to prevent the hidden arrows that could be shot at any time, Chen Yibai could only continue to speed up and rush towards the central palace.

Finally, under the crushing of a human meat grinder, Chen Yibai finally broke through the two-story tower building surrounding him and came to the central palace.

The palace located in the center of the city is much larger than what he had seen in the distance before. Its shape is very similar to the Daming Palace of the Tang Dynasty. The base of the palace is a trapezoidal base built with bluestone bricks, which is nearly 20 meters high and has five arched city gates.

On the base of bluestone, there is a majestic and imposing pavilion. The pavilion is immersed in thick blood mist, and the whole view cannot be seen clearly. The more it is vague, the more mysterious it looks.

The five arched gates in front are all open.

But through the blood mist, it can be vaguely seen that under the five arched gates, there are many black shadows holding long spears. These should be the sentinels of the imperial army, with a scene of strict vigilance.

The Western Han Dynasty Imperial Mausoleum, a one-to-one replica of the underground Ming Palace?

It seems that the owner of this imperial mausoleum was not enough of being an emperor during his lifetime!

But at present, Chen Yibai is not sure which emperor of the Western Han Dynasty is the owner of this imperial mausoleum.

But it is definitely not the Western Han emperor recorded in history books.

Strictly speaking, it is highly likely that he is not an orthodox emperor, because the mausoleums of legitimate orthodox emperors are located in Feng Shui treasure lands, and there are Ming buildings on top for future generations to worship.

To put it bluntly, this is a shameful "wild imperial mausoleum".

But the more this is the case, the wilder it is!

In fact, there are many similar imperial mausoleums, or large mausoleums that were secretly built, in history, but they are not mentioned in history books.

At the same time, Wu DaoshanOver there.

I have been waiting for almost half an hour, but no one has retreated yet?

And the sound gradually disappeared.

The atmosphere in the blood mist was dead and horrible. Wu Daoshan's face was very dark and ugly at this time. At the same time, he frowned and his doubtful eyes were full of uncertainty.

Not sure whether Chen Yibai died in there or really rushed over.

But in Wu Daoshan's expectation, the above two possibilities should not exist.

It is reasonable for Chen Yibai to retreat back the same way.

"Master Wu, did he die in there?"

The subordinate next to him couldn't help but lower his voice and asked.

Wu Daoshan shook his head: "It shouldn't be. This colleague is very powerful. It shouldn't be so easy to die in there..."

"Then, did he really... rush over..."

The subordinate who spoke just now asked in a low voice.

"That's even more impossible!"

Wu Daoshan's dark face was extremely certain.

Since it is unlikely to die in there, and it is even more impossible to rush over, what about that person?

"Master Wu, shall we continue to wait and ambush here?"

The subordinate beside him lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

Wu Daoshan did not respond for a while.

Because Wu Daoshan was also hesitant at this time.

Click, click, click...

Just at this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from behind Wu Daoshan.

This footsteps was very special, like the sound of a pair of iron boots rubbing against the bluestone slabs.

Wu Daoshan listened to the sudden footsteps from behind him, and he was not panicked at all. Instead, he frowned, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction and anger in his gloomy expression. At the same time, he was still muttering in his heart: "I thought you ran away! Just when I needed you, where did you run to? Why did you come out now?"

However, although he was muttering so unhappily in his heart, Wu Daoshan turned to the direction of the footsteps in the blood mist, and his expression changed in an instant, and he smiled respectfully: "Kang Yuanliang, where did you go just now?"