The prince is very fierce

Swish——

Zuo Yezi yanked the golden rope, rose up from the ground, and jumped directly onto the fence. Without stopping for a moment, he bounced up again.

The next moment.

The fence carved with stone lions broke in the middle. Xu Bu Ling stuck his spear on the platform and fell down. The pole bent into a fully drawn strong bow. Then he stepped on the wall and the pole bounced straight again. Pierced the rain curtain and rushed upward again.

"Wow——"

The whole place was shocked.

Zuo Yezi jumped into the air and stepped on the imperial umbrella above the emperor. Before he could stop, Zhang Feng came behind him again. He had to force himself to bounce up again. The golden rope in his hand was hung on the corner of the first floor eaves of Taiji Hall. .

Wow——

Xu Buling came one after another, crushed the imperial umbrella with one foot, followed closely behind, inserted his spear into the beam of Tai Chi Hall, and flew up again, like a maggot attached to the bone, leaving no room for Zuo Yezi Half a moment to breathe.

"this……"

All the civil and military princes and generals in the audience stood dumbfounded.

Song Ji stood up from the dragon chair that was soaked by the heavy rain, walked to the edge of the high platform in front of the palace, and looked up.

Bang bang bang——

The black tiles on the first floor shattered one after another.

Zuo Yezi jumped directly to the top of Taiji Palace. There was no way to go. He gritted his teeth and took advantage of Xu Buling's head coming out of the eaves. He raised his hand and stabbed behind with his sword.

After procrastinating for so long, Xu Buling must have run out of gas and energy. If he fights now, he has a much better chance of winning.

Unfortunately, the sword hit nothing, and Xu Buling did not appear immediately this time.

Zuo Yezi's face was full of caution and he didn't dare to look out.

But thousands of people below saw Xu Buling standing on the eaves of the first floor, holding his chest and vomiting blood. The bulging blood vessels had turned purple and black.

"No!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Little prince!"

There were exclamations everywhere, and I wanted to dissuade him, but I didn't know how to speak.

Song Jidu raised his hand, but before he could say anything, the scolding exploded again.

"ah--"

Zuo Yezi frowned and carefully observed what to do outside the eaves. Suddenly, there was a sudden chill under his feet, and he threw himself to the side without thinking.

Bang——

The large tiles above the Taiji Palace exploded, and a long stick penetrated from below. The figure followed closely and knocked open the top of the hall.

As pieces of tiles and wood flew away, Xu Buling stabbed Zuo Yezi's calf, which was moving a little slower.

Because he was caught off guard, Zuo Yezi reacted quickly enough, but still left a bloody mouth on his calf. If he had been half a minute slower, the entire foot might have been cut off.

Zuo Yezi held his hands on the roof of the hall, ignoring the severe pain in his legs. After turning over and landing, he violently stepped on the tiles with one foot. He rushed back directly, holding swords in both hands, and drove towards Xu Bu at an unprecedented and terrifying speed. Make the chest and abdomen.

Xu Bu Ling's mouth was full of blood, his eyes were almost ferocious, and he advanced instead of retreating. His figure rose from the ground in an instant and jumped into the sky.

Tai Chi Palace is the tallest building in Chang'an.

Within the imperial city, on the streets of Chang'an, if you move your gaze here, you can see a small black dot appearing under the sky and above everything in the rain.

And Xu Buling also found that the bird's-eye view of Chang'an from this place is really magnificent.

"ah--!"

thunderbolt--

Screams and thunder sounded at the same time.

Xu Bu Ling held the spear behind his back with both hands, then dropped it from the sky and smashed it down.

Zuo Yezi's sword missed, and for the first time he advanced instead of retreating, rushing directly below Xu Buling.

So what if we exchange our lives for lives!

Prince Su, if you trade your life with anyone with this status, the other party will not lose.

And dying together on the top of the imperial city can be said to be the greatest honor for a martial artist.

Zuo Yezi's eyes were full of madness, and he stabbed out with his long sword. He had no way to hide, and he was exchanging his life for his life.

It's a pity that Xu Buling didn't come to die.

In a desperate situation, Xu Buling made a desperate move to change his life without hesitation. He seemed completely unprotected from the blow, but when he induced Zuo Yezi to trade his life, he changed his tactics.

Zuo Yezi was unable to move in the air, so he tried to split his body in two, but also stabbed the sword in his hand into Xu Buring's chest.

Xu Buling, however, retracted his long sword halfway and swept away the sword edge. At the same time, he stepped directly down on Zuo Yezi's chest.

Bang——

Zuo Yezi's eyes were filled with confusion. By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late. The sword in his hand was slapped away, and the heavy blow on his chest caused him to fall down and hit the roof below.

The tiles and beams below cracked, and a stream of blood sprayed onto the white robe covered with rainwater.

Zuo Yezi's chest was obviously dented a bit, his eyes widened and he wanted to raise his sword to fight back, but the sharp edge still quietly came to his throat, pierced the skin, and stopped abruptly.

Da da da——

Big raindrops fell on the roof and faces.

Zuo Yezi froze on the spot, looking at Zhang Feng in front of him and the young man at the end of Chang Zhang, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

Xu Buling stood on the ridge of the Tai Chi Hall, holding a stick on Zuo Yezi's throat with one hand. His face was sickly and purple, but he had no expression at all:

"Are you convinced?"

"..."

Zuo Yezi's body trembled slightly, the shock in his eyes suppressed the pain in his chest, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood foam:

"You are dead, no matter how powerful you are."

Xu Buling's eyes were cold: "You can't even touch the corner of my clothes, but you still deserve to care about my life and death?"

"..."

Zuo Yezi gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and then let go of the sword in his hand:

"Ten years later, if you are still alive, I will definitely come to find you."

"If you want to come, you can come anytime."

Xu Buling loosened his boots, turned around and looked at the place where the Northern Qi envoys gathered below, and said the same thing:

"Next!"

The whole place was silent.

Everyone looked up at the top of the Taiji Hall, which was the most common scene in the martial arts world, but also the most exciting scene.

One stood, the other lay down!

"Good--"

The shouts were like a tide, drowning out the sound of thunder and rain.

At this time, everyone forgot everything else, just stood below and cheered, and many civil officials even burst into tears.

Song Yufu, who had already turned pale in the crowd, became quiet at this time, leaning against the pillar and staring blankly. She thought they were very close to each other, but now she felt out of reach.

He is the man in heaven!

Xu Danqing had set up the painting table at some point, and he was excited and writing quickly, as if he was afraid of missing any details in the Taiji Hall.

The queen mother had collapsed on the palace maid, her eyes were red, her lips were trembling, but she didn't know what to say.

Chen Xuan, the envoy of Northern Qi, only brought Zuo Yezi, who was going out for the first time, with him this time. There were no other good players. Judging from the current situation, going up would be a death sentence, so he stood up and bowed respectfully.

Xu Buling thrust his long spear into the top of the hall, looked down at the Emperor of Dayue below, raised his hand and bowed respectfully:

"Your Majesty, the face of Dayue has been taken back by my Xu family."

Song Ji stood with his hands behind his back, clenched his hands tightly, and nodded gently.

The next moment.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xu Buling's body shook a few times, and he fell directly from the top of the hall, and he had lost consciousness in mid-air.

"Ah——"

"Little Prince!"

Everyone was scared, and the court officials and palace maids and eunuchs rushed to him in a hurry.

With indescribable amazement in his eyes, Jia Gonggong floated up silently, caught Xu Buling in midair and fell down again, quickly sealed the meridians and acupoints with silver needles, and ordered:

"Quickly call the imperial physician over..."

The palace maids, eunuchs and secret guards hurried over and carried Xu Buling down for treatment. The queen mother hurriedly followed the imperial physician down.

Song Ji shook his head and sighed, and ordered: "Treat him well and make sure to save the life of Prince Su." Then, he left the Taiji Hall with the eunuchs.

The rest of the people still kept their eyes on the top of the Taiji Hall, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

A long spear stuck in the rain, reminding everyone that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Xiao Chuyang stood with his hands behind his back. After a long time, he sighed faintly:

"He is so loyal and brave, he is worthy of the name of Xu family..."

Lu Chengan shook his head: "He was a genius of his generation, but he was killed by a villain. What a pity..."

After a long time, until the rain stopped, the clouds and fog dissipated, and the sun shone on the Taiji Hall again.

The long spear was still inserted on the top of the Taiji Hall, like a dragon roaring to the sky...