There are no stars or moon in the night sky, and the courtyard in Ciming Hall is dark. Only the little light that occasionally leaks from the pavilions and buildings will not make it impossible for the place to lose its five fingers.

Shen Mo could only hear heavy breathing sounds everywhere in the darkness, the sound of the blade breaking through the air, and the screams made by someone who didn't know who was dying.

With a heavy footsteps pounced in front of him, Shen Mo blocked his sword, and a turbulent sound came from the blade, and then a heavy body hit him.

Since he was wearing armor, he must be a member of the Blood Alliance. Shen Mo pushed his body aside, and then he heard a roar of a blade sweeping through his ears at a close distance. A warm drop of blood splattered on his face like raindrops.

I don’t know whose blood this was, Shen Mo tried hard to identify the situation around him and found that only Meng Tianfeng and others could still see the outlines clearly, but they could not see the expressions and facial features on their faces at all.

The team was still moving forward, judging from the chaotic footsteps in front, the guards who stopped them had gone from fighting and retreating to defeated troops.

Some of them were still standing still without retreating, waving the weapons in their hands towards every black shadow near their bodies. Some were constantly calling on their companions, and there were also many hastily and hastily running backwards.

With a "dou!", a heavy thick-backed knife slashed an iron armor, and a few sparks splashed in front of Shen Mo's eyes.

Just as the sparks shining, Shen Mo saw Meng Tianfeng's face flashing.

He was gritting his teeth hard, holding a long knife in his hand, holding the iron armor on the shoulder of a blood clerk, and moving forward with the man.

The screams of the guards around him became increasingly dense. Shen Mo kept stepping on corpses under his feet, and occasionally kicking broken limbs and heads.

Unlike the guards who were calling and screaming desperately, the members of the Blood Alliance around him were still silent and quiet like stones, except for the sound of breathing heavier and heavier.

After this fierce battle and assault, gradually, the pressure of resistance in front began to gradually ease.

When they walked forward more than ten feet away, there were only sporadic sounds of weapons colliding around them.

Their steps stepped onto the steps and began to enter a wide pavilion. Then they broke in through the front door and walked out through the back door, following the central axis of the yard, straight to the next location.

Near them, the sound of gently patting the iron armor began to be heard from afar.

After hearing a few sounds, Shen Mo knew that this was the signal that the people of the Blood Alliance distinguished the enemy in the dark. Now, when they were rushing forward, as long as there was a black shadow flashing in front of them, they did not make such a slap in the iron armor, these Blood Alliance soldiers immediately went up and took a knife!

Gradually, the sound of slapping iron armor in front gradually increased, while the sound of weapons colliding only sounded in the distance.

The guards in this Ciming Hall seem to be almost massacred. Now there are almost only members of the Blood Alliance in the entire yard.

Shen Mo knew that he was already unable to turn things around now. If the Emperor Ningzong was still in this Ciming Hall, then there was no doubt that he would be unable to fly now!

Seeing that a trance of light appeared in a pavilion in front of him. Meng Tianfeng pulled Shen Mo's sleeve, and then the two of them walked towards the building with their people.

This is a two-story pavilion, built magnificently and spaciously. Now the doors and windows of the pavilion are all wide open. With the subtle lights coming from the room, Shen Mo saw that the steps were covered with blood. The bodies of guards and blood guards were lying on the ground in an interlaced manner.

Stepping on the broken weapons and limbs on the ground, Shen Mo and others walked into the pavilion.

After they turned left along the hall and slowly walked into a small inner room, Shen Mo saw that seven or eight heavy armored warriors from the Blood Alliance stood in this not-so-spacious room.

The walls and ground in this room were already covered with blood. Shen Mo could see at a glance that the curtains and mattresses in the room were all bright yellow. The fabrics shone with luxurious lights under the dim light. The fire that illuminated their way forward was emitted from the hand of a Blood Alliance Guard. The man was holding a fire note in his hand, which was now burning halfway. A small flashing flame illuminated the people in the room and was lit up, and everyone's faces were dim.

Offline, it all looks as gloomy as a ghost.

Shen Mo and Meng Tianfeng went straight forward and pushed away the bodies of several Blood Alliance soldiers. Shen Mo also touched the sticky blood on one of the soldiers' armor.

After they walked to the middle of the soldiers' surroundings and the circles, Shen Mo saw an old man wearing a plain white coat lying on the ground at a glance.

This is an old man with gray hair. His eyes were still staring at the front, but there was no life in his eyes. It was obviously dead.

There were countless stabs between his chest and abdomen, and now it was covered in blood. One of the most conspicuous features on him was that he had a handsome and elegant beard on his chin.

After Shen Mo saw this corpse, he and Meng Tianfeng breathed out a long breath almost at the same time!

In this palace, there is only one old man with a beard, that is the current Emperor Ningzong!

Now the Emperor of the Song Dynasty died silently in this small bedroom. It seemed that his face was frightened and surprised, but it was actually no different from that of ordinary people.

There were still a few burly guards lying beside him, probably this was his close protection. Now these people are all covered in blood and die on the ground incomplete limbs.

After Meng Tianfeng looked at the corpse of Emperor Ningzong on the ground for a long time, he then went up and stabbed the originally trashed chest of the corpse. After the long sword was pulled out, the blade was covered with blood.

"Haha!" At this time, Meng Tianfeng laughed and said, "The Emperor of Song is dead, we have succeeded!"
Chapter completed!