Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"Finally back..."

Zhang Yao took a deep breath and trembled slightly.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether the excitement or the panic in his heart occupied more, he just felt that his blood seemed to be burning.

"Stop, armor!"

The hall owners and escort heads in front stopped first and gave orders in a low voice.

"Clatter..."

Everyone unwrapped the package and helped the people around them put on their armor. Although they tried to keep their voices down, there was still a lot of movement.

However, it was halfway up the mountain at this time, and there was still nearly a hundred feet away from the Qingping Palace on the top of Cuiping Mountain, so I was not afraid of alerting the heavily guarded rebels who were patrolling day and night.

But further up, it is easy to be exposed.

A quarter of an hour later, the group of people had all put on their armors. Even Master Guan Yuan got a leather armor inlaid with a heart mirror from nowhere.

"Walk!"

The leading pavilion owners and escorts acted vigorously and led a group of people to continue up the mountain path.

After just a few tens of breaths, the gate sign of Qingping Palace came into view. Several soldiers in iron-leather armor were patrolling around with torches in hand, and two more stood guard in front of the palace gate.

From the outside, the sky above the Qingping Palace was brightly lit, and it was obvious that there were a lot of torches everywhere inside.

"Um?"

Several soldiers seemed to have heard something, quickly got together, looked around by the light of the fire, and shouted: "Who is it? Come out!"

They didn't see a figure, but they just heard some suspicious voices, and they immediately became alert.

"Do it!"

After a roar, more than twenty figures rushed out from the shadows under the stone steps.

The five hall masters and escort heads moved the fastest, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, they almost crossed two or three feet in one step, and they reached the front of the gate in the blink of an eye.

With such a ferocious explosive force, Zhang Yao, who was following behind, felt his heart skip a beat, and his breathing stopped for an instant.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

The faces of the patrolling soldiers changed drastically, but just as they had time to draw out their steel knives, their bodies flew upside down, hitting the ground like rag dolls, or hitting the palace wall, and their breath was cut off instantly.

A martial artist of the perfect level has the strength of a thousand catties with every move, enough to tear tigers and leopards alive, and kill galloping horses with force. Even elite soldiers are in front of them, but they are nothing more than mantises.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Clang, clang..."

But with such a momentary delay, the two soldiers guarding the gate had already pulled the alarm bell without hesitation.

The crisp and piercing bells rang, spreading throughout the entire Qingping Palace in an instant.

In the next moment, the two gatekeeper soldiers fell to the ground, the steel knives in their hands were broken, their heads collapsed, and their deaths were horrible.

The five hall masters and bodyguards jumped over their figures and rushed directly into the Qingping Palace without stopping.

"Capture the thief first and capture the king!"

Zhang Yao and a dozen people followed behind the five hall owners and escort heads, with a very clear goal, heading straight for the Shangqing Pavilion.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"...

At the same time, shrill bells rang everywhere in Qingping Palace, and the patrollers in the palace sounded the alarm.

A large number of soldiers woke up from their sleep. Many of them were wearing armor and sleeping with steel knives on their pillows. The first reaction after waking up was to grab the steel knives, jump off the bed and rush out of the room in a huff.

"Quick! Quick!!"

"Enemy attack! Line up!!"

"Come with me!"

Amidst the roar of a corporal leader and a very long man, it took only a dozen breaths for a large number of soldiers to gather.

On the other side, under the leadership of the five hall masters and escorts, the crowd was like a broken bamboo all the way, and when they encountered patrolling soldiers, they quickly killed them.

But the Qingping Palace occupies a vast area and has many palaces, which gave the rebel army enough time to react. By the time they reached the courtyard, enemies from all directions had already rushed up like a tide, and the number of people gathered was getting bigger and bigger.

"It's really fast! It's worthy of being an elite frontier soldier!"

Master Liu of Jingtao Martial Arts Gym let out a smirk, and roared, "Kill! Not one left!"

In an instant, a team of more than twenty people collided with a large number of soldiers, and a bloody fight broke out in an instant.

Zhang Yao was at the right rear of the team, and four or five soldiers rushed towards them, their eyes were fierce and ferocious, merciless.

"Shua!" "Shua!"

Several steel knives pierced through the air swiftly, cutting towards his neck and ribs.

These are the gaps in the armor. Once he is entangled, someone will quickly grab him, overwhelm him, and stab him through the gap in the armor.

These remnants of the Flying Tiger Army are well-trained and fierce, and they are by no means just talking!

"die!"

With a movement of Zhang Yao's body, he exhaled loudly, stepped forward, and punched straight out.

At this moment, he put aside all distracting thoughts, only the boxing moves he had practiced for many days and the idea of ​​fighting the enemy bravely in his mind.

"clang!"

He avoided the two steel knives, and the remaining two slashed at the shoulders and waist, blowing out a series of sparks, but failed to split the fine iron armor.

Zhang Yao's move "Cross Thousand Mountains" directly hit the chest of a soldier in front.

The mighty strength contained in this punch directly pierced through the iron-inlaid leather armor, and dented the chest of the soldier on the other side. He vomited blood in his mouth and collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Yao's figure changed again, and he punched down with his backhand.

"Boom!"

His punch landed on the helmet of a soldier, making a dull sound.

The armor on the fine iron gauntlet was slightly distorted, but the soldier's helmet was deformed visible to the naked eye, a piece of his skull was smashed, and his eyes instantly lost their luster.

In just one breath, Zhang Yao eliminated two enemies, and the remaining three soldiers had been killed by Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian beside him.

"ah!!"

"No……"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

Roaring, killing, screaming... all kinds of sounds mixed together, filling the entire atrium.

Seen from a high altitude, hundreds of soldiers rushed in like a black tide, but they hit the indestructible rock headlong.

The weakest people present are all warriors at the Dacheng stage, like a humanoid beast, erupting with terrifying lethality.

The soldiers who besieged them were broken in an instant, and then fell down like cutting wheat.

"kill!"

Zhang Yao roared with all his strength, his heart was filled with killing intent, and joined hands with the two senior brothers beside him, he took the initiative to rush into the army formation.

Vajra Subduing Demons, Sweeping Thousands of Armies, Reversing the Five Sacred Mountains, Crossing Thousands of Mountains... The eight major killing moves of the Great Vajra Fist were performed in turn, bursting out with astonishing power.

In just a dozen or so breaths: Hundreds of soldiers poured in from all directions, under the massacre of the crowd, sixty or seventy fell down.

Especially the five hall masters and escort heads, they are like tigers entering a herd of sheep, with fierce punches and spears like dragons, they can take a life in the blink of an eye, which is easier than chopping melons and vegetables.

If this scene can be described in one word, it can only be——

Destroy!