Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 560 Believe it or not, it is rebellion

Duan Gang's purple-black palm knife slashed heavily on Li Zhi's arms. Li Zhi groaned, and the "crackling" sound of broken bones was clearly audible.

Immediately afterwards, he felt two streams of cold air spreading along his arms like poisonous snakes. The meridians were instantly frozen wherever they passed, and even his fingertips turned blue and black.

This strange and cold energy is going to corrode Li Zhi's entire body in one fell swoop!

Li Zhi's eyes widened, and a red spot rose from his heart. The red flame danced and flickered, and instantly erupted with astonishingly high temperature!

"Heartfire!"

This scorching hot breath surged out from his heart like a raging flame, rushing along his blood vessels, and violently collided with the cold and gloomy air that was eroding Li Zhi's meridians.

The scorching heat made Li Zhi's skin hot, but the nemesis of the cold and yin energy failed to quickly expel the cold and yin energy that had invaded his body.

Because, that cold and gloomy energy was Duan Gang's full-strength counterattack before his death. How could it be easy to deal with it?

In addition, Li Zhi is now suppressed by the country's destiny, and his inner anger cannot be fully released.

This increase and decrease also caused the heart fire Qi in Li Zhi's body and the invading cold Qi to form a stalemate in his body.

The collision of the hot and cold breaths made Li Zhi freeze in place. His face kept changing between red and blue-black, white steam rose from his forehead, and he was unable to move.

When Duan Gang saw this, madness flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He knew that he was not going to survive. Li Zhi's punch just now had shattered his brain, and now his brain was shaking in his skull.

Duan Gang knew that with such serious injuries, it would be difficult to save him even with supernatural means, but it was not a loss to be able to pull this guy to death together with him when he was on the verge of death!

He raised his head with difficulty, and the purple-black palm knife gathered its last bit of strength again and slashed towards Li Zhi's heart.

“Puff—”

There was a sudden sound of a sharp blade entering flesh.

Duan Gang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked down to see a piece of white sword blade piercing through his chest. There was no trace of blood on the sword, only a faint cold light flashing.

He tried to turn around to see who it was, but his neck wouldn't turn. Before his consciousness quickly faded, he had one last thought: Killing without spilling blood... What a good sword...

"bump!"

The corpse fell heavily at Li Zhi's feet.

The emperor held the crystal-white sword in his hand, the pearl on the tassel still swaying, his chest heaving violently, and it was obvious that the previous sword strike had consumed a lot of his strength.

"Traitor, death is not a pity!"

He spat at Duan Gang's body, his eyes suddenly turned, passing by Li Zhi who was still trying his best to dispel the cold energy in his body, and stared blankly at Zhao Bao who was standing aside, his cold gaze like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

Zhao Bao trembled all over and finally woke up from the shock.

He looked at the corpse on the ground and the bloodless sword in the emperor's hand. His legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees. He turned around and ran towards the gate of the Qianqing Palace.

But how can Zhao Bao compare with the emperor?

You know, the emperor is also a veteran of the battlefield. If it weren't for the injuries he suffered over the years, in terms of physical strength and martial arts alone, the emperor is not inferior to any warrior on the battlefield.

Moreover, Zhao Bao had been extremely in awe of his royal brother since he was a child. When he thought of the consequences of his failure, his legs became weak and he had no strength to move, let alone run.

Before he could take two steps, a huge force grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.

"Uh!"

Zhao Bao rolled twice on the gold brick, and when he looked up, he saw the emperor's sword at his neck. The white blade was so cold that he dared not move at all.

"Your Majesty! Do not hurt Master Bao!"

Lin Tianshan's roar came from the other side.

He forced Wang Ling back with a palm and was about to rush over to rescue Zhao Bao.

However, before he could get close, a strong wind blew towards him. The sharp breath made his heart tremble, and he stopped abruptly.

Lin Tianshan did not dare to be careless. He pushed forward with both palms, and in an instant, extremely dark black mist surged out from his hands.

"boom!"

Lin Tianshan's hands were numb from the shock, but he knew that he had blocked the attack.

However, before he could steady himself, he heard Wang Ling's crazy roar from behind him, and his withered and cracked hand was grabbing towards him.

"Go away!"

Lin Tianshan roared and turned around to fight back. The palms of both sides collided heavily, and an invisible ripple spread out, shaking the beams and pillars of the palace.

The emperor looked coldly at Lin Tianshan who was under siege by Li Zhi and Wang Ling.

Then, his gaze moved down and fell on Zhao Bao who was lying on the ground.

Zhao Bao seemed to have accepted his fate at this moment. He lay flat on the ground without caring about his image, but his violently heaving chest still revealed his current mood.

The emperor looked at Zhao Bao coldly, and his extremely indifferent voice rang out: "When you chose this path, did you ever think of this day?"

The color drained from Zhao Bao's face. He squeezed his eyes shut, his voice hoarse as a broken gong: "Royal brother... if I say I have no choice, would you believe me?"

"What if I believe it... What if I don't believe it..."

The emperor's voice was calm. He looked at Zhao Bao and continued, "Believe it or not, it cannot conceal the fact that you are rebelling!"

Zhao Bao's face was ashen, he stopped talking and just bit his lips tightly.

 …

The battle on the other side has reached a fever pitch.

Lin Tianshan's strength is originally above that of Li Zhi and Wang Ling. If it is a one-on-one fight, Lin Tianshan is confident that he can defeat Li Zhi or Wang Ling within ten moves.

After all, Lin Tianshan's strength is much stronger than Duan Gang's.

Unfortunately, both Li Zhi and Wang Ling were very aware of the gap between their own strength and Lin Tianshan's. Therefore, they did not give Lin Tianshan the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

Although this was their first time working together, they showed amazing chemistry.

The fearless Wang Ling stood at the front, fighting with his life in every move, forcing Lin Tianshan to be restrained in his attack.

Li Zhi was like a poisonous snake lurking nearby. As long as Lin Tianshan showed the slightest flaw, Li Zhi's extremely fierce attack would suddenly strike.

As a result, Lin Tianshan did not get any advantage from the joint efforts of Li Zhi and Wang Ling. He could even feel that his energy was greatly depleted. If he continued like this, he might really be worn out to death by Li Zhi and Wang Ling.

"hateful!"

Lin Tianshan roared angrily and took Wang Ling's punch head-on. He used the recoil force to force Li Zhi back, turned around, broke through the window and jumped out.

However, Lin Tianshan realized that the situation was hopeless and fled decisively.

Li Zhi and Wang Ling were about to give chase, but suddenly they remembered that the emperor was the most important thing at the moment, so they stopped involuntarily.

Then, the emperor's voice was heard: "Li Zhi stays to protect the emperor, Wang Ling goes after Lin Tianshan!"

"Yes!"

Wang Ling bowed and accepted the order, then jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night in an instant.