Chapter 843: Capital City Storm 4

Sun Yunsong and his party left very smoothly. They quickly left the inner city. As long as they could pass through the imperial city gate, they would be free.

Sun Yunsong said with a smile on his face: "I was always in charge of the defense of the imperial city back then. Of course I know where their weaknesses are. As long as they are used properly, a breakthrough will be easy."

Everyone quickly arrived at the Imperial City Gate, only to find that inside the doorway, there was a low table with several wine glasses on it, and Zhao Yiming was sitting there, drinking by himself with a look of interest.

He said with a smile on his face: "Where are you planning to go, Your Majesty? It's not good to leave without saying hello! Besides, do you think you can leave without the Crown Prince's approval?"

Zhang Bo from the Jidao Society and Guo Yi, the guard of Tianhai Palace, both shouted loudly at the same time, and rushed forward one from the left and the other from the right. Each of them held a shining steel knife in their hands.

Zhao Yiming snorted from his nose and threw out two chopsticks. The two of them blocked it with their steel knives. Unexpectedly, these two chopsticks directly pierced through their steel knives and then shot into their throats.

He said with a sneer: "Don't send this kind of trash out again. Killing them feels like dirtying my hands. If you don't have a master who can compete with me, then go back by yourself!"

Zhou Han chuckled, walked slowly in front of the short table, picked up a glass of wine on it and said, "How about I stay and have a drink with you and let them go first?"

Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "Of course there is no problem. I hope you can support me for enough time. Otherwise, if they can't escape after I kill you, your death will be in vain."

Zhou Han said calmly: "It is a good thing for young people to be confident, but being overconfident means being arrogant. It is not certain who will keep whom?"

Zhao Yiming spread his hands and said: "What are you people looking at? If you don't want to gang up on me, then you can leave, but you must be quick with your hands and feet!"

These people immediately divided into two teams and left quickly from both sides. Everyone did not dare to express their anger for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

After all these people left, Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "I prepared some gifts for them in front. I don't know if they can leave smoothly, but don't worry, I didn't photograph the real strong ones."

Zhou Han also said with a smile: "Our Ji Dao will always be stronger than you think. If you really want to do something, your Mingjiao cannot bear the consequences."

Zhao Yiming laughed and said: "You actually told me about your background. It seems that you really don't know me. My background is not comparable to yours."

The two of them looked like they were chatting and laughing, but in fact they were talking heart-wrenchingly. As long as there was a slight disturbance in the other's heart, they would be attacked like a storm.

However, Zhao Yiming has the unique skill of Bingxin Jue. It is absolutely difficult to shake his mood. After this verbal test, everyone decided to take action.

Zhao Yiming has never been in the habit of passively being beaten. He suddenly poured the wine in the glass at the opponent. Because of the Bing Xuan Jin used in advance, every drop of the wine he poured turned into an ice bead.

Zhou Han spit out a breath of sword from his mouth, and directly crushed the ice beads in the sky. These fragments merged with the air sword, turned into a long ice sword, and stabbed towards Zhao Yiming.

Zhao Yiming turned the wine glass over, and the long sword was stuck on the wine glass. Finally, it turned into wine again, and he poured it over again. This time, the wine turned into a ball of fire in the air and hit the opponent fiercely.

Zhou Han finally felt a little moved. He stretched out two fingers and flicked the fire ball. It was quickly dispersed and then disappeared into the air. For a moment, everything was filled with the aroma of wine.

Zhao Yiming smiled coldly, raised his hand and slapped it with a palm. This palm was the ice and fire palm. The attributes of ice and fire were constantly alternating, making it difficult to guard against.

Zhou Han was a strong bridge and a strong horse, and he suddenly punched him forward. After the fists met, the two of them retreated far away, and they all looked at each other with bright eyes.

Zhou Han touched his back with his hand, and then took out three steel spears, which were quickly connected together to form a rare double-headed spear. This kind of weapon is definitely a strange weapon.

Zhao Yiming turned his hand over, and the Blood Soul Knife appeared in his hand. There was no one like him who could use the Qimen Weapon, and he did not dare to take it lightly.

The Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques were used as soon as he started, and he quickly launched a strong attack. He did not intend to give the opponent a chance to use them, and he must completely keep the opponent here.

Zhou Han has been mastering this double-headed spear for many years, and his attainments are extraordinary. The two of them fought twenty or thirty moves in the blink of an eye, and neither of them could do anything to the other.

Zhao Yiming's eyes flashed. This time he really met his opponent. This old guy was definitely the best choice in terms of cultivation, mentality, and especially combat experience.

It was simply impossible to capture the opponent in a short time, and if the opponent wanted to escape, he didn't think he had the ability and would definitely keep the opponent.

Zhou Han was also making silent calculations in his heart. He didn't know how far those two guys had gone. If he ran away now, and if this kid chased him, those two guys would definitely not have escaped.

He planned to hold on for as long as a stick of incense, and then he would escape quickly. He believed that even if he caught up, he would not be able to intercept them.

Many times, people often just have one thought. If he escaped now, Zhao Yiming really couldn't do anything against him. After all, everyone was about the same strength.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with his idea. After all, with their current level of cultivation, it is not a big question whether they should wear more incense.

The bad luck was that he was using a double-headed gun. Although the double-headed gun was a strange weapon, it was still a long gun. What a pity that Zhao Yiming also had a martial art called single-blade gun-breaking.

It should be said that even Zhao Yiming himself had forgotten about this two-star martial art. Anyway, it was just a passive martial art and he had never triggered it.

But what was unexpected was that after the two of them had fought for more than ten moves, this martial art was actually triggered, which was really fatal.

"Congratulations to the host, triggering the two-star passive martial art single-blade gun-breaking, breaking the opponent's attack and defense, judging it as a serious injury, and cutting off the opponent's arm."

Zhao Yiming felt that the blood soul knife in his hand flipped very strangely, and then the opponent's right arm was chopped off, and the double-headed gun also fell to the ground.

He didn't rush to think about it at this time, and followed up with a palm, and then waved the blood soul knife in his hand, and the opponent's six-yang leader directly soared into the sky.

Zhou Han didn't know how he lost until his death. He was clearly evenly matched with his opponent, but how could he be defeated suddenly by him?