Martial Arts Have Mastery

"Kung fu has proficiency novel ()" Find the latest chapter!

After Shen Ling made a promise not to participate in the princes' struggle for imperial power, Qianjing spent a very peaceful two weeks.

These two weeks, Shen Ling didn't do anything...

Although some princes who were in a weak position secretly sent people to contact, trying to get Shen Ling to participate in this battle for imperial power.

But Shen Ling didn't respond and kept silent.

He just waited quietly for the moment when things fermented.

Shen Ling could afford to wait.

But after fighting for a long time, the princes who were just a step away couldn't afford to wait.

On the sixteenth day after Shen Ling arrived in Qianjing, in the palace, the third prince took the initiative to attack, and successfully won over the people from the original eldest prince's side by means of coercion and lure.

At this point, the eldest prince has basically lost the ability to fight for imperial power.

Over there, the third prince has won over the supporters of the eldest prince, and his strength has risen to another level.

But the sixth prince, whose strength was not much different from the third prince, mysteriously disappeared at this moment.

"What is the sixth child doing?"

In a corner of the palace, the third prince frowned, with a puzzled look on his face.

In the game of nine princes competing for imperial power, only the sixth prince cared about him.

Because, the sect behind the sixth prince is actually not much different from the sect behind him.

In his opinion, only the sixth prince is qualified to compete with him.

"The subordinates have already sent someone to investigate!"

A guard behind the third prince spoke respectfully, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face.

The third prince turned his back and said in a deep voice, "Is there any news now?"

The guard shook his head: "For the time being, we haven't found any news about the sixth prince, and our spies haven't sent back any news."

Hearing the guard's words, the third prince had an ominous premonition in his heart.

At this moment, what is the sixth prince doing?

How did it disappear out of thin air!

Qianjing.

A mysterious and secluded corner.

The sixth prince, who was missed by the third prince day and night, was here right now, quietly looking at the scenery outside.

Soon, a guard in black came over in the rain and stood quietly not far behind the sixth prince.

"Say it."

The sixth prince slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and spoke softly.

"The third prince has made a move, most of the eldest prince's power has been annexed, and Lu Hao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, has been imprisoned."

The guard spoke briefly, telling what happened inside the palace just now.

The sixth prince smiled slightly, with a slightly smug expression on his face: "Sure enough, my third brother still didn't hold his breath. Now that he has made a move, he just took the opportunity to see how many criminals are hidden under the capital."

As soon as the words on this side fell, the sixth prince spoke again: "By the way, has that An Guogong done anything lately?"

"No."

The guard shook his head, "There has been no abnormality over there. That guy usually goes out, but only walks the street, at most, he went to Goulan once, and it seems that he just went to listen to music."

"At the same time, we didn't find any signs of anyone approaching him, but we found many other spy colleagues."

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the sixth prince: "Listen to the music in Goulan? This guy is in good spirits. However, it is impossible for this guy to come to Qianjing without a purpose. If you go to investigate again, you must find out any clues."

"Yes!"

The guard responded and stepped back.

The sixth prince was left alone to pick up the teacup, with a trace of hesitation and doubt in his eyes.

At present, in Qianjing, except for Shen Ling, who is not in his plan, he has basically figured out the details of the other princes.

In this battle for imperial power, he has full confidence that he can have the last laugh.

It's just that Shen Ling's place is a problem.

But soon, the sixth prince no longer struggled with Shen Ling, but murmured to himself: "Even if he is strong, he is just a low-rank master. How much trouble can he cause in front of the martial arts sect."

Thinking about it this way, the sixth prince felt much more comfortable.

From this day on, the actions of the third prince became more and more serious, and more and more people in Qianjing supported the third prince.

On the morning of the morning, the third prince said in a deep voice: "Everyone, a country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without a master for a day. Now that the arrival of the Allied Forces of the Three Dynasties is imminent, I think we should choose a prince to inherit the throne." .”

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although they all knew the purpose of the third prince's words, but looking at the other princes over there, most of the ministers still remained silent.

At this time, it is best not to stand in line.

If you stand in the wrong team, you will be thrown into the prison like the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

That's too bad...

A minister suddenly stood up at this time, and said in a deep voice: "I agree with the third prince, why don't you vote and choose a prince to inherit the throne?"

"This..." Another minister was about to speak, but he was winked at by others.

The entire court was silent for a while, and the third prince nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, let's start."

"Those who support me, stand by my side."

"Those who support them, stand on their side."

"I'll give you half an hour."

"Let's start choosing."

When the third prince's words came out in a slightly chilly voice, the ministers who had already taken refuge in the third prince walked directly behind the third prince.

The rest of the ministers who didn't stand in line at first became a little panicked when they found that there were more and more people behind the third prince and fewer and fewer people beside them.

at the same time.

The eldest prince over there stood silently, as if he didn't pay attention to what the third prince was doing.

However, the emotions hidden deep in those eyes represent that the eldest prince is not admitting defeat...

He hasn't completely given up yet.

About half an hour later, the third prince looked at the ministers behind him with satisfaction, and said in a deep voice, "Since most people have chosen me, from today onwards, I will be the new emperor of the Daqian Dynasty."

"Whoever has a different opinion can say it now."

The third prince, whose eyes were full of joy, looked around for a week, but no one dared to look at him.

At this time, a minister said: "According to the rules, one should worship the ancestors before ascending the throne. Although you, the third prince, are expected by everyone, you must abide by the rules set by the ancestors."

The minister's words did not dissatisfy the third prince.

Because this is a minister who has taken refuge in him early on, and has always been the mainstay of his power.

"Okay, let's do that."

"Tomorrow, the ancestor worship ceremony will be held and the enthronement will be held at the same time."

The third prince spoke slowly, his tone full of confidence.

His eyes slowly swept across the princes over there, except for the sixth prince who was still missing, the other princes were still standing there.

The third prince didn't do anything.

He really wanted to kill all his half-brothers here.

But these princes are protected by people from the sect, and the sect that supports him cannot kill all the masters who protect the princes in an instant.

As long as you ascend the throne, everything will be fine...

The third prince's eyes flickered.

Bright eyes.

Once he ascended the throne and became the new emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, his half-brothers would be abandoned by the sect.

At that time, he could knead these people casually.

"Yes."

A eunuch spoke respectfully.

It's just that he looked at the third prince with a little worry besides respect.

The third prince's ascension to the throne went much smoother than they expected.

This kind of success is actually a hidden danger at this time.

It's a pity that at this time, the third prince is already on the verge of death and has no choice but to send it.

He had to take this risk and forcibly ascend to the throne.

"Third brother, congratulations."

Looking at the third prince, the ninth prince cupped his hands and congratulated him.

Among the group of princes, the nine princes are the youngest and have the fewest supporters.

Therefore, neither the third prince nor the sixth prince, even the eldest prince and other princes, never put the ninth prince in their eyes.

"Ninth brother, congratulations."

The third prince also responded with a smile.

The Ninth Prince smiled and said: "Since today's matter is over, then third brother, we will see each other tomorrow."

"it is good."

The third prince nodded.

He didn't notice the fierce light in the eyes of the Ninth Prince when he lowered his head.

As one of the princes recognized by the previous generation of emperors, even the youngest Ninth Prince is not an ordinary person.

Scheming, scheming...

The Ninth Prince will definitely not lose to the Sixth Prince.

The only disadvantage is only his age, which made him lose a lot of accumulation and trust.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Almost early in the morning, Shen Ling was invited to the palace.

He looked at the sacrificial ceremony prepared over there, and his eyes slowly swept across the calm-faced princes over there, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This atmosphere is not right!

Closing his eyes, Shen Ling activated the Eye of Longevity.

Behind the walls of each palace, there are soldiers one after another, and among the soldiers, there are some powerful warriors.

From the looks of it, it should be the warriors of those sects...

This is the Hongmen Banquet.

Shen Ling's eyes swept towards the third prince over there.

It should be only the third prince with the strongest overall strength who can arrange so many swordsmen and masters to help out at this time.

Seeing Shen Ling looking over, the third prince nodded.

But he didn't know that what Shen Ling was thinking at this moment was the methods he had already prepared.

After the third prince nodded to Shen Ling, he looked at the people in front of him and said loudly: "After discussing yesterday, all the ministers supported me to become the new Daqian Emperor. Therefore, today I will sacrifice to my ancestors here, and then announce it to the world .”

No one said anything.

The third prince picked up the incense and walked towards the altar over there step by step.

Since the surroundings were basically silent, every step of the third prince could be clearly heard by everyone.

"Don't do it..."

Shen Ling looked at the eldest prince over there.

He vaguely felt that the princes over there were too calm, even when they saw that the third prince was about to offer sacrifices to their ancestors, they were not in a hurry.

There is obviously a problem with this calmness.

The third prince is not a fool, and he should also know that the current situation is wrong.

No wonder, so many swordsmen and masters have to be arranged.

It's just that Shen Ling is a little curious, what will be the means these princes are preparing?

To break the current situation, the first thing to do is to kill the sect master who supports the third prince...

So……

Shen Ling blinked.

It seems that they vaguely understand the plans of these princes.

Under the coercion of the third prince, these princes were forced to form a group, and the sects behind these princes were also united for a short time.

In terms of the strength of the sects, if the seven sects work together, no matter how weak they are, they will not lose to one sect.

The third prince is a bit careless here!

as predicted!

At the moment when the third prince was about to walk to the altar, a loud noise suddenly came from the palace on the other side.

"boom."

There was a loud noise, and Shen Ling looked directly at the seven princes over there.

Then he was sure that the loud noise was related to the seven princes.

Because the faces of the seven princes showed smiles at the same time.

It was an odd smile.

Still at the same time!

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, followed by shouts of killing that resounded throughout the palace.

Accompanied by screams and screams, the third prince's footsteps were still stepping towards the altar.

At this time, interrupting the sacrifice is obviously useless...

The third prince can only hope that his backup will be a little stronger.

Don't lose!

The sound of hacking and killing became louder and louder, and not long after, a group of people retreated to the square used for sacrifice.

These people are the masters sent by the sect behind the third prince.

But they were besieged by a group of masters.

"you……"

Looking at the seven princes over there, the corners of the third prince's mouth slowly turned up, showing a cold smile, "Do you really think that I don't know about your little moves?"

"My lord!"

The third prince spoke in a deep voice, and the expressions of the seven princes over there changed slightly.

They are very clear that those who can be called suzerains are at least masters with the strength of the four realms, and some of them can even reach the five realms and six realms.

After the third prince spoke, a white-haired old man slowly walked out of the hall over there.

The old man was dressed in black and held a long sword with a sheath.

The face is full of spirits, and the eyes are aggressive.

At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.

"metropolitan!"

Seeing the old man, all the masters who retreated over there quickly bowed their heads.

At this time, the grandmasters who were chasing after them all stopped and looked at each other in blank dismay.

No one could have imagined that it was just a struggle for imperial power in a half-dead dynasty, and the suzerain of the sect actually appeared in person.

"Thousand Face Sect, Juli Sect, Chrysanthemum Sect..."

His eyes swept over a group of masters around him, and the old man read out the names of these martial arts sects one by one.

At this time, some of the masters who came after him also recognized his identity from the old man's attire.

"Are you the Sect Master of the Ghost King?"

A sect's master looked at the old man and asked in a deep voice.

"That's right."

The old man nodded, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Everyone calls me the King of Ghosts, you guys, why don't you come over and try the old man's weight?"

"That's not necessary."

The other master spoke slowly.

The ghost king, the suzerain of the ghost king sect, is also a well-known existence in the martial world.

His behavior can be said to be vengeful, and he belongs to the type that if you look at him, he may kill you.

The ghost king is a lunatic!

It is recognized that

fact.

For the convenience of reading next time, you can click "Favorites" below to record this (Chapter 231 Ghost King Sovereign (Two in One)) reading record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!

If you like "Kung fu has proficiency", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()