Nightwatcher

Facing Saren Agu's question, the supervisor smiled lightly and spoke calmly:

"I'm only confident in myself."

Salun Agu shook his head slightly: "My apprentice is not as arrogant as you. Another way of betting, I bet that Xu Qi'an will definitely die today."

The supervisor said he had no objection, and said: "The bet is this sheep whip in your hand and my secret disk."

Saren Agu smiled and said, "Why not!"

After the words fell, the two seemed to have established some kind of rules based on this bet.

The body that a third-rank martial artist was proud of was pierced through the heart with a sword, and the wound was wriggling, and it couldn't heal immediately.

The sharp sword intent eroded the vitality of the flesh and blood, and slowed down the healing speed of the wound.

A mere minor swordsman who was not in the ranks could actually erupt such a terrifying sword intent. King Huai's face twitched and he endured the pain.

Anger, jealousy, and murderous intentions are all there.

And a trace of unacknowledged fear.

If Chu Yuanzhen could hand out the second sword, the third sword, or even more sword intent, he might turn over in the gutter today.

"The saint of Tianzong, the monk of Qinglong Temple, Chu Yuanzhen, the barbarian girl of Southern Border"

Duke Huai sternly said: "When Xu Qi'an is killed, none of you will try to escape, if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you too."

If you publicize your viciousness, you will be punished.

He no longer wasted time chasing and killing these four "ants", and hurried to Nanyuan.

Nanyuan was already in ruins.

The land is devastated, the mountains and forests collapsed, and wildfires burned, but the sky is cloudy, and heavy rain may fall at any time.

It's not that the battle between the two disrupted the stability of the elements of heaven and earth. Wufu didn't have such a cool ability. All these visions came from Emperor Jeanne.

The second grade of Taoism is called "Crossing Tribulation". The purpose of Transcending Tribulation is to condense the dharma appearance. The Taoism dharma has four kinds of power:

Earth feng shui fire!

Therefore, Taoist masters in the Tribulation Transcendence period have preliminarily controlled these four elements of heaven and earth.

If you become a first-rank land immortal, operations such as turning stones into gold and changing material elements at will are easy.

Xu Qi'an was caught in a chaotic place, the fierce wind split his face like a cut, slowly eroding his Vajra magic, and the special effect fire ring on the back of his head was almost blown out.

From time to time flames spewed out from the surrounding forests, trying to burn him.

The gravity of the ground under his feet doubled, trying to make him lose his flexibility.

But the most troublesome thing is the brilliant sword light wielded by the opponent, and the flying swords that rush like fire and are as fast as electricity.

The combination of Renzong's imperial swordsmanship and heart sword is the most grinding.

After Shenshu woke up, the power of the two souls merged to a certain extent, and they were no longer so afraid of Joan's soul attack.

But it is still hard to guard against being harassed.

Being close to a martial artist is death. However, preparations for the peak of the major systems usually have life-saving means.

Joan of Arc's Yangshen rides the wind, suddenly moving forward, sometimes behind, like a ghost.

"Is this all you can do?"

Emperor Zhende stood against the wind, overlooking Xu Qi'an below, and said with a smile:

"If you are only at this level, then I will be a good person and send you to see Wei Yuan."

While speaking, a figure flew over from the sky. His upper body was naked, exposing gnarled muscles. There was a big hideous hole in his chest, and the flesh and blood squirmed slowly, which was difficult to heal.

The breath is not as good as Xu Qi'an Shenshu.

Zhenbei King!

"It's a pity that the combat power was wasted by a few ants, otherwise, it would be easy to kill you."

At this moment, King Zhenbei and Joan of Arc were united, and the third-rank King Huai was in the lead. Terrible power swept across the world, and the breath shook the sky and scattered the clouds. Dang Jiuyou, the earth roared.

The monarch of the Yan Kingdom, Nurhega, is the pinnacle of the fourth rank of the dual system, and is known as the strongest rank below the third rank.

Then, how can Emperor Zhende, who cultivates both Taoism and martial arts, be a second-rank and third-rank strong?

Strong enough to be below the first rank, almost invincible.

If King Zhenbei's state has not fallen from the peak of the third rank, it can be ruled out.

"I am invincible here!"

Joan of Arc said leisurely, at this moment, he seemed to restrain his malice, calm and confident, like a god on high.

Invincible? The corners of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched.

At this time, the imperial palace has become a mess.

The civil and military officials who were startled by Xu Qi'an before like beasts originally wanted to escape from the palace, but they were a step too late. The gate of the palace was closed tightly and guarded by the forbidden army, no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The Beijing officials were furious, stepped forward to question and scold.

The Imperial Army didn't buy it, and even drew knives to intimidate the civil and military officials. After all, they followed the orders of His Majesty and the cabinet to guard the palace gate.

The civil and military officials had no choice but to return to the Jinluan Hall, but were surprised to find that it was calm and nothing happened.

The princes gathered together in the main hall, their expressions dull, not like the small group of people at the peak of the dynasty's power, but more like a group of old people with no children and no livelihood in the health care hall in the outer city.

"What happened? Where's Your Majesty, where's that traitor Xu Qi'an?"

"My lords, say something."

"My lords, please speak quickly."

At this time, regardless of the rules, all civil and military officials flocked into the palace.

say what?

Shangshu Shilang Yushi's affairs are medium, including the nobles and clans bound to the royal family, even these people are in a daze at this moment.

It wasn't because of Xu Qi'an's murder in the imperial palace, that dog thief surnamed Xu dared to kill even the Duke of the state, and no one thought it strange when he rebelled.

What really confused the minds of the princes was Xu Qi'an's words: the first emperor Joan of Arc.

It was a sentence from Emperor Yuan Jing: You actually know my identity.

Son is Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is son?

"Your Majesty, the First Emperor"

A censor murmured: "Together with Xu Qi'an, we have teleported out of the palace."

The influx of Beijing officials broke the silence, and the buzzing sound began to sound. Xu Qi'an entered the palace single-handedly, slashed and killed the imperial guards who blocked him, and disappeared into the Golden Luan Hall with His Majesty.

"We can't wait like this, we have to go out of the palace to rescue His Majesty."

"But His Majesty's order is for us to wait here."

"No, His Majesty is the king of a country, there is no reason to let Ouchi's guards and imperial guards stand by and kill the enemy by himself."

"This order is really weird and unreasonable"

Is there any fool who can get into the morning court?

In the crowd, Qin Yuandao screamed suddenly: "The handwriting is fake, it's fake!"

He ignored the civil servants, if he looked at Grandmaster and Xungui: "Quickly ask someone to open the gate of the city, and mobilize the fifth battalion of the Imperial Army to rescue Your Majesty."

Regardless of whether the handwriting is true or not, Qin Yuandao will define it as false. To him, His Majesty's life is more important than anything else, because if something happens to His Majesty, he will not live long.

Therefore, encouraging the army and warriors to go out to rescue His Majesty is the best choice. Even if His Majesty really left the handwriting, he will never admit it now.

Qin Yuandao glared fiercely at the nobles: "Don't you want credit for the escort?"

Xungui and the clan were moved.

Immediately, someone walked out of the Golden Luan Hall, crossed the square, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and walked towards the Meridian Gate.

The Meridian Gate was closed tightly, and the forbidden soldiers moved to Luzhai to block the way.

An uncle came striding over and shouted, "Open the door quickly, gather your men, and come with me to rescue Your Majesty."

The imperial guards ignored them, they only listened to the emperor, and the handwriting stamped with the jade seal and the cabinet seal was more effective than anyone else's words.

Another uncle came aggressively: "Open the door!"

The imperial army still ignored and held down the handle of the knife.

A county king pointed his halberd and scolded angrily: "Don't open the door quickly."

When members of the clan joined, the imperial guards were shaken and argued: "Your Majesty has ordered that no one can go out."

"Dog, that's fake. Your Majesty has been sent out of the palace by the traitor Xu Qi'an. If you don't open the city gate, if something happens to Your Majesty, you will punish the Nine Clans."

Qin Yuandao stood up and threatened.

The guards behind the deer village looked at each other, more and more shaken.

Outside the crowd, Wang Shoufu looked at the princes around him and said calmly:

"His Royal Highness, this is the time for you to come forward."

The prince squinted his eyes, looked at the messy Meridian Gate, shook his head and said: "Your Excellency, the city gate will be opened soon, and the forbidden army will rescue the emperor."

Wang Shoufu said quietly: "I want you to close the door, no one can go out."

The prince was startled, and lost his voice: "Master Shoufu, why did you say that?"

"The prince knows that His Majesty is no longer in the palace."

"Know."

"The prince knows that Xu Qi'an wants to kill the king and seek rebellion."

"Hmph, this kid is so bold."

"Don't the prince think that this is a good opportunity?"

Hearing this, the prince stepped back a few steps and looked at Wang Shoufu like a madman.

"Your Majesty is over fifty years old, with thick black hair, and the cultivation of Taoism is as pure as fire. And you, the prince, are twenty-six this year. If you wait any longer, you will turn your hair white. When will you wait?"

Wang Shoufu said calmly: "The crown prince has been in the East Palace for more than ten years, do you still have feelings? With His Majesty's current situation, he has achieved success in cultivating the Tao and prolonging his life. His Highness is in the East Palace, year after year. Is there any hope?

"I have been sitting in the East Palace for more than ten years, and if I sit for another ten years, will Your Highness still have a chance? Even if you become the throne in the future, how many years will you be able to be the Dragon Chair?

"What I say from the bottom of my heart may offend you, but it's all for the prince's sake. Please think twice, Your Highness."

The prince's expression was changing, his lips were murmured, and his eyes showed ecstasy, excitement, bewilderment, fear, timidity, and ruthlessness. The complexity of the eyes was staggering.

He seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards the Meridian Gate.

"Shut up for me!"

The prince yelled violently, interrupting the offensive of Xungui and the clan, and also relieved the imperial army.

Everyone looked over one after another, their eyes focused on the prince.

If you make a wrong step, you may be lost forever. Thinking of this, the prince clenched his teeth even more, and said in a deep voice:

"You wait for Xiao to gather at the Meridian Gate. How decent is it? The emperor has ordered that no one should leave the palace."

Qin Yuandao hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, the handwriting is fake."

The prince's eyes sharpened: "You bastard, can't you recognize the father's handwriting? Can't Yuxi recognize it?"

Looking at the prince, the princes vaguely understood.

No one speaks anymore, tacit understanding.

Emperor Yuan Jing practiced Taoism for 20 years, how many people have silently longed for the new king to ascend the throne in their hearts?

In the capital, although the city gates are closed, the impact on most people who do not need to go out of the city is not great. Instead, the disturbance outside the gates of the imperial city this morning left people dumbfounded and deeply impressed.

Xu Yinluo threw people's heads across the imperial city, and entered the imperial city one by one.

As well as the words he yelled before, the phrase "every man is angry, blood splatters five steps, and the world is nothing", has already spread with mouths and mouths.

"Fun Lord, cut off a hundred thousand army food and grass, and framed loyal ministers together with treacherous ministers. If there is such a faint emperor, why worry about not dying?"

"This, this, is really too unbelievable. It's not that I can't trust Xu Yinluo. But, you need to know that Wei Yuan is the head of the gangster's yamen."

"What do you mean by that, Xu Yinluo is the kind of person who slanders the emperor for personal enmity?"

"That's right, since Xu Yinluo said that, it's definitely true."

Generally speaking, the people still trust Xu Qi'an. The court and Emperor Yuan Jing broke the hearts of the people in the capital in the case of the Chuzhou massacre.

But the emperor is the emperor after all, the king of a country, the status is lofty, and the whole Dafeng belongs to him. It is really unreasonable and unconvincing for the emperor to do such a thing of collusion with the enemy.

"There was no movement after that. We waited outside the city for a long time, only to see that the city gate was closed, but we didn't see Xu Yinluo again."

"After Xu Yinluo entered the city, there was no sound, so there will be no accidents."

"Just wait and see. Although I trust Xu Yinluo very much, this matter is too big. Wait for the follow-up. I still don't believe His Majesty will do such a thing. He is the emperor."

In the market, in restaurants, brothels, wherever there are people, people are talking about this matter.

There are believers and there are unbelievers.

They are all watching, waiting for the truth.

Joan of Arc no longer has to be afraid of fighting Xu Qi'an in hand-to-hand combat, the frenzied wind fueled his speed, the afterimage is still there, and the main body is behind Xu Qi'an.

The martial artist's premonition of the crisis made Xu Qi'an aware of the abnormality behind him in advance, but the soul roar of Emperor Zhende was faster than him.

More than a dozen magic weapons were completely damaged in the battle. He could only use this primitive method to launch a soul attack on this vulgar martial artist.

The martial artist suffered from the mental attack of the second-grade crossing robbery, and fell into a freeze for a short time.

The Wushuang fist belonging to King Zhenbei exploded and hit Xu Qi'an hard on the chest.

when!

Between heaven and earth, there was a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Xu Qi'an flew out backwards. During the process, he stretched out his palm, aimed at Emperor Zhende who was chasing him, and said in a deep voice:

"Killing is forbidden!"

invalid.

"Turn back to shore!"

invalid.

"Be merciful!"

invalid.

The precepts of Buddhism have no effect on Taoist second-rank masters.

Shenshu is just a broken arm, and there are very few Buddhist spells that he can perform except precepts, especially the Arhat Status, Buddhist Dharma, etc., he does not know anything.

At least not this arm.

Ding Ding!

The two sword lights cut sparks out of Xu Qi'an's body abruptly, but they were not very powerful because they were heart swords.

The heart kills the soul.

But this time, the Heart Sword didn't work because Xu Qi'an clasped his hands together and sat cross-legged while flying backwards.

Sixth Rank of Buddhism: Zen Master!

When the bald donkeys of Buddhism take this pose, they are invulnerable.

Sitting meditation.

Joan of Arc approached like a ghost, holding down Xu Qi'an's head, pushing and retreating, the surrounding scenery turned into a phantom, and at a certain moment, Xu Qi'an bumped into a hard object with his back.

That's the city wall.

Joan pressed his head and pushed him back to the capital.

The entire city wall trembled, and patterns lit up on the wall, counteracting the force of this terrible impact.

There are still formations in the border city, let alone the capital.

when!

Xu Qi'an knocked Emperor Zhende away with a hammer to the head.

Joan slipped back gracefully, fighting with high spirits.

The last time he was in Chuzhou, this person devoured a quarter of a blood pill and used the secret technique of burning blood essence to forcibly increase his strength to the second rank.

This time, there was no blood pill to burn for him, unless the blood essence surnamed Xu was burned.

But he can choose to retreat, make full use of the advantages of Taoist spells to deal with it, and wait for Xu Qi'an to run out of blood, and then come back to harvest the heads.

The situation in Chuzhou cannot be replicated.

In addition, although the evil thing under Sangbo is a member of the Buddhist sect, he does not have the real core abilities of the Buddhist sect (arhat status, bodhisattva appearance), and Xu Qi'an is just a martial artist, and the abilities of the two overlap.

On the other hand, he has one weapon and one weapon, a perfect dual system.

A streak of sword light slashed on his body, causing dazzling sparks, but physically, this kid was invincible, and Renzong's swordsmanship couldn't cause much damage to him.

After Joan was hit by a head hammer, she didn't fight back immediately.

He pointed like a sword, pointing his sword towards the sky, and said: "Yujian!"

In a few moments, a humming and trembling sound came from the city, as if a swarm of locusts was coming mightily.

The soldiers at the top of the city were still immersed in the sudden "earthquake" just now, and looked down boldly, it turned out that Xu Yinluo was fighting with others.

The target of the fight was a middle-aged man with a bare chest and muscular muscles. The lower-level soldiers had never seen Duke Huai before, so they couldn't recognize him.

At this time, when I heard the sound of "buzzing", I looked back, and I was suddenly dumbfounded.

In the city, iron swords floated in the air and gathered towards the outside of the city.

Their numbers are enormous, like locust swarms, and cannot be estimated.

"God, fairy."

The soldiers raised their heads and murmured.

There is no shortage of masters in the capital, and some people have already noticed the fluctuations in energy outside the city. When the scene of Wan Jian crossing the sky appeared, those people could no longer hold back, and jumped up from everywhere, or leaped between the roof ridges, towards Go to the outer city.

A small number of these masters who were attracted by the battle came from the outer city, and most of them came from the inner city and the imperial city.

He deliberately pushed me back to the capital, in order to let the fifth battalion of the Forbidden Army take action and increase the odds of winning? Xu Qi'an's ears moved slightly, and he heard the buzzing and trembling sound of "Iron Tool".

Tens of thousands of swords moved across the sky, converging towards the sky above Emperor Yuan Jing. They were like soldiers who had received strict training, returning to their respective positions. Some became the handle of the sword, some became the body of the sword, and some became the tip of the sword.

A huge sword with a length of sixty feet is slowly taking shape.

People in the outer city only need to raise their heads to see half of a terrifying giant sword protruding from the city wall in the distance.

At the top of the city, warriors disregarded the rules and were good at climbing the city wall. They stood on the horse path and watched this scene.

They were first intimidated by this terrifying giant sword, and then they remembered to see who is so sacred and has such supernatural powers.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you're shocked.

"Duke Huai?!"

"King of Zhenbei!!"

There were exclamations everywhere.

At this time, more warriors came and climbed the city wall, and they heard exclamations.

King Huai?

Wasn't King Huai dead? He died during the Chuzhou massacre.

The people who came later landed on the horse path with doubts, moved closer to the female wall, and looked down at the figure under the giant sword.

"Duke Huai?!"

Jaw-dropping.

"Is it really King Huai? Someone is still disguised. Why is he fighting Xu Yinluo? How did Xu Yinluo become like this? Wait, when will Xu Yinluo fight against King Huai?"

Someone stammered.

Xu Qi'an's whole body was pitch black, with a ring of flames floating on the back of his head, and his demeanor was majestic and majestic, like a god or a demon.

No one would have recognized him if he hadn't seen that knife and that face.

The people around him remained silent, unable to answer, whether it was the true or false identity of Duke Huai, or Xu Yinluo's strange confrontation with Duke Huai, these questions were clearly out of line.

At this time, some high-quality warriors who came from the imperial city, some guest officials from some noble houses, said faintly:

"Have you forgotten? Xu Yinluo angrily reprimanded His Majesty this morning, threatening to make the world silent and he would rebel."

Hearing this, the warriors who didn't know the truth looked at each other:

"Ah, there is such a thing. I don't believe Xu Yinluo's words, but seeing Duke Huai come back from the dead, I am suddenly a little uncertain."

"I heard from my lord that Prince Huai was dismembered by mysterious masters that day, and his death was very thorough."

"What's going on? Duke Wei died in battle, Xu Yinluo rebelled, and King Huai possessed himself."

"Just ask!"

Someone said something, then leaned on the parapet and shouted downward:

"Xu Yinluo, what exactly happened and who is the person you fought with? Is it really Duke Huai? Is what you said at the gate of the imperial city this morning true?"

PS: I overestimated myself again, I can't even write the end of a chapter.