#47 - Young beast
The maid, Xiaoye, felt a warning in her heart, sensing danger, and reached for her young mistress.
Xiaoye grabbed Zhu Cici's wrist, then reached for Xu Ming, directly shielding the two children behind her.
But the next moment, the pedestrians on the road disappeared one by one, and the lively sounds of pedestrians and the hawking of shops on both sides of the street were gone.
The whole street was empty.
There was only the middle-aged man and the three dogs he was leading.
Xu Ming clenched his fists tightly, knowing that he was trapped in a barrier.
Who exactly was it? What did they want to do?
"Who are you?" Xiaoye's hands revealed two daggers.
"Just a dog." The middle-aged man smiled, reached out his hand and slapped down, and a huge black dog paw directly slapped towards the heads of the three.
The immense power made the three unable to move, as if they could only wait for death.
But at this moment, above the imperial capital, the golden dragon of the mountains and rivers roared angrily.
Golden dragon energy emerged from the ground, forming a circular罩, protecting the three in the center.
The phantom of the dog's paw touched the dragon energy罩, and dissipated into black smoke.
In the imperial study, Emperor Wu, who was reviewing memorials, raised his head.
"As expected, it's really too difficult to kill someone under the eyes of Emperor Wu."
After the middle-aged man sighed, he raised his hand and grabbed towards the sky, and ripples, like circles upon circles, rippled above the clouds.
In less than two breaths, dark clouds covered the imperial city, and a huge black dog poked its head out of the dark clouds, actually pouncing straight at the golden dragon of mountains and rivers above the Wudu Imperial Palace.
The dark clouds surged and did not stop, still constantly condensing, and finally converged into the Dharma Idol of the dog-leading man.
The dog-leading man's Dharma Idol smiled and looked down on Wudu.
In the imperial palace, Emperor Wu was already standing at the door of the imperial study, with his hands behind his back, and the black wind kept blowing his dragon robe. Emperor Wu looked coldly at the man's Dharma Idol formed by the gathering of black clouds.
In Wudu, civil and military officials all raised their heads.
"Si Gou (Dead Dog) from the Myriad Manifestations Demon Kingdom of the Southern Border, greets Emperor Wu." The man who called himself 'Dead Dog' bowed.
Emperor Wu's pupils were golden, and golden dragon energy radiated throughout Wudu.
In just a breath, Emperor Wu saw everything that happened on Xuanwu Avenue in the East City.
Emperor Wu retracted his gaze, and slowly opened his mouth, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout Wudu: "The Demon Kingdom of the Southern Border really thinks that there is no one in my Wu Kingdom? How dare you kill people in my Wudu, what great courage!"
"Actually, I don't want to either." Dead Dog sighed, looking very melancholy, "But Your Majesty, don't worry, I will finish killing them soon."
"Then you can try."
Emperor Wu took a step forward.
At Emperor Wu's feet, circles of golden dragon energy dissipated.
"Roar!"
Above the imperial palace, the dragon of mountains and rivers was completely enraged, pouncing on the man's Dharma Idol and tearing him to pieces.
"Roar!"
The dragon of mountains and rivers looked remotely at the open space in front of Hundred Flowers Building and pounced straight down.
The people of Xuanwu Street didn't know what was happening, they only saw the golden dragon pouncing towards them.
The people of Xuanwu Street ran away from this street one after another.
They were not worried that the golden dragon would hurt them.
The golden dragon would not cause harm to the people of the Wu Kingdom.
But they knew that there were cultivators causing trouble in the city, and they had to get away quickly to avoid being affected by the battle.
"Alas..." In the barrier, the man who called himself Dead Dog sighed, "I knew that killing people in Wudu was not easy, what should I do?"
Although Dead Dog was constantly complaining, his hands were not idle.
Dead Dog chanted the incantation.
Black flames were burning on his body.
The black flames turned into a pillar of light and shot straight up.
Above the imperial palace, Dead Dog's Dharma Idol reappeared!
Black flames gathered in the hands of the Dharma Idol, forming a huge fire knife.
With a single slash at the dragon's head, the golden dragon raised its head and spat out, and golden dragon breath bombarded the blade!
At the same time, Xiong Wentian, Minister of Rites, Xiao Mo Chi, Chief Secretary, Mo Peinan, Great Pillar of the State, and two imperial palace offerings, a total of ten Wu Kingdom combat forces, flew towards Xuanwu Street!
"It's over, it's over, I'm really going to become a dead dog..." Dead Dog nervously sweated on his forehead.
When Dead Dog turned his head, Xiaoye, holding double daggers, had already slashed at his head.
Dead Dog took a step back, and the dagger was only a hair's breadth away from his throat.
Xiaoye didn't stop, and continued to attack.
Xiaoye knew that this man had to divide his strength to deal with the Wu Kingdom's Qi Luck Dragon.
"Hey, I know you're in a hurry, but I'm also in a hurry." Dead Dog kept dodging Xiaoye's attacks, he couldn't fight back at all.
He even had to seize the time to complete the task.
He couldn't last long.
"Don't just watch, I've been raising you for a year, go."
Dead Dog said to the three dogs, and flicked three pills into their mouths.
"Woof!"
In Xu Ming's sight.
The three seemingly harmless big dogs quickly swelled up, their muscles tightened, their fangs protruded, and their mouths were constantly drooling.
"Could that man have fed them hormones? How did they suddenly turn into muscle dogs?" Xu Ming complained.
Xiaoye felt bad, gave up the idea of assassinating the man, and instead went to protect the young mistress.
As long as she could stall for time, it wouldn't be long before the barrier was broken.
But two muscle dogs held Xiaoye back, unable to escape for a while.
Another muscle dog pounced towards Xu Ming and Zhu Cici!
"Young Mistress!" Xiaoye's face was pale and her body was cold.
In Xiaoye's eyes, it seemed that she had already seen her young mistress torn to pieces.
But just when Xiaoye was desperate.
The little boy standing next to the young mistress took a step forward and struck a boxing pose!
The strong martial artist's true energy wrapped around the boy's fist, and the vigorous blood energy made Xiaoye tremble slightly.
"Boom!"
The boy delivered a punch, hitting the muscle dog's head directly.
The muscle dog was knocked back a meter.
Shaking its head, the muscle dog was furious, and pounced on Xu Ming again, forgetting its original target.
Xu Ming chanted the spell, and three fireballs smashed into the muscle dog's eyes.
Taking advantage of the muscle dog's blurred vision, Xu Ming stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and stepped on his left foot with his right foot, instantly bursting forward, his whole person turned into a cannonball, punching the muscle dog in the stomach.
The muscle dog was punched with saliva.
Xu Ming jumped up again, riding on the muscle dog's body, punching its head again and again.
Xu Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and in this life-and-death moment, he had completely unleashed his bloody nature.
The muscle dog still wanted to get up, but Xu Ming pinched its ears and slammed it heavily on the ground, and the stone road on the street had already been smashed into a small pit by Xu Ming!
Zhu Cici, who was standing in place, stared blankly at the scene in front of her.
Compared to the muscle dog.
The gentle boy who wrote poems for her before seemed more like a young beast at this time.
