Daming: I just passed the imperial examination, and you told me this is Zongwu

Watching Kong Feibai walking towards him step by step,

Zhou Xian suddenly held the sword in both hands, bent down 90 degrees, and inserted the sword into the soil, no more, no less, just one inch, which meant leaving an inch for a human being.

But he couldn't leave this inch today.

"I am the one who sends you on your journey, Zhou Xian!"

He also performed a sword salute, ancient and sacred.

"You?"

Kong Feibai was puzzled as he watched his movements.

However, the next moment, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"The pill is poisonous!"

His face was dark purple, obviously he was deeply poisoned, lying on the ground twitching all over.

Zhou Xian stepped forward and cut his neck directly.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, with bright red, strangely beautiful and deadly.

Kong Feibai was dying, and died in a few seconds. Kong Feibai, who was at the peak of a great master, even half a step away from heaven, and had been in the martial arts world for nearly three hundred years, a person whose name could make the world tremble, the actual ruler of the Kong family, died just like that.

"The strychnos nux-vomica is made with the juice of the strychnos nux-vomica tree as the medicine, combined with 7 different poisonous herbs and 7 different poisonous flowers, and then refined in an alchemy furnace for 49 days. It is colorless and odorless, and is a must-have product for home travel, murder and prison escape!"

"It's worth a thousand taels of silver, but you deserved to die from such a poison. Don't you know that villains die because they talk too much?"

Zhou Xian looked at his body and muttered to himself.

If Kong Feibai was still alive, he would probably be mad.

Didn't you say so much?

"I only say these words to the dead. It's not good to know too much. Also, don't steal other people's things. Be a good person in your next life."

Zhou Xian stepped forward and gently stroked Kong Feibai's eye sockets, making him close his eyes.

Then he swung his sword and chopped off his head.

It took three slashes to chop it off, which means he was almost exhausted.

Then, he grabbed the bloody head, stood leaning on the sword, and looked around.

"Who else?"

A loud roar, a collective silence, the faces of the masters of the aristocratic families and sects changed drastically.

"How is it possible?"

A master of the Hou family lost his mind and was caught by Ye Gucheng in an instant.

"Ah!"

Ye Gucheng's sword was so sharp, it was born only to kill people.

The Hou family master fell to the ground, no longer breathing, blood flowing down his throat

""Third uncle!"

On the other side, a younger master of the Kong family was in disbelief.

He shouted loudly, the invincible, god-like Third Uncle, the pillar of the Kong family, was beheaded by Zhou Xian.

How could he accept this?

"Die!" Ximen Chuxue seized the opportunity and froze fourteen states with one sword. As fast as lightning, the sword pierced the heart and the master of the Kong family died.

So far, there were only five masters left out of the 12 masters and dozens of innate masters who attacked this time.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue fought two masters each, almost forming a situation of suppression. It won't be long before those masters will also die.

Duan Tianya was at the peak of the innate realm. He had a magical sword in his hand, which was extremely exquisite. He resisted the master of Emei.

As for the innate masters, only a few were left to survive.

"Ah!" Shangguan Haitang killed two innates with one hand,

""Godfather!" She turned around and came to Zhu Wusi, protecting him.

"Godfather, how is your injury?"

"Haitang, father is fine, just practice some exercises to recuperate!"

Zhu Wusi's face was gloomy. The breath-holding pill Zhou Xian threw to him was extremely poisonous and could kill the enemy instantly. What was he doing?

Fortunately, Kong Feibai snatched it away, otherwise, was he going to poison him to death?

"This Lord Zhou has a good plan!"

He sighed,

"This man is despicable and shameless. He actually poisoned me. If the elixir had not been snatched away by Kong Feibai, my adoptive father would have been in trouble.

Shangguan Haitang cursed.

But what she didn't know was that Zhu Wushi really couldn't beat Kong Feibai? Was his status as the number one person in the Ming Dynasty really so weak?

Maybe he deliberately put it in there.

"Cheng Shifei, go help my brother!"

Shangguan Haitang saw that Duan Tianya and the master of Emei were in a stalemate and shouted.

Although Duan Tianya was powerful, he was not a master after all.

""Okay! Here comes Master Cheng!"

Cheng Shifei shouted and rushed towards the Grandmaster of Emei.

"How are you?"

Wuqing came to Zhou Xian and asked coldly

"You care about me?"

Although her tone was cold, Zhou Xian still heard a hint of concern.

"It seems that he is not dead yet, and the scourge will last for thousands of years!"

Zhou Xian looked into the distance, and saw Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng.

""Hurry up!"

The two did not reply, their swordsmanship became more and more sharp.

After a moment,

"ah!"

"The sect will avenge me!"

"Zhou Xian, you will not die well!"

"Ye Gucheng, you are helping the tyrant!"

Four masters, all dead, each sword is made a marquis.

The two great sword gods are so terrifying.

"I have already done what I promised you, and now we are done with our grudges!"

Ximen Chuxue said coldly, turned around, performed Qinggong, stepped onto the house and flew away.

"I'm leaving too. When you're ready for that matter, come find me!"

Ye Gucheng put away his sword and walked out. Everyone made way for him.

At this point, only one master of Emei was struggling to support.

Zhou Xian gave him a look, and Wuqing understood. He also joined in the support. Together with Duan Tianya and Cheng Shifei, the three of them besieged the master of Emei.

A few minutes later, the master of Emei died tragically under Duan Tianya's sword.

"Why bother? Isn't it good to live well?"

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, all of them were from aristocratic families, Zhou Xian's people were almost unscathed.

He held a sword in his right hand, the East Emperor Sword, which was not stained by blood. The dragon pattern on the hilt shone brightly under the moonlight.

In his left hand, he held Kong Feibai's head, and walked out of the courtyard step by step.

Facing tens of thousands of troops,

"Thank you all for what we did today!"

"Dare not!"

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. Anyone who dares to offend the four-way sects and families will be destroyed, their sects will be exterminated, and their descendants will be exterminated!"

"The Marquis is so domineering!"

"The Marquis is invincible!"

"The Marquis is mighty!"

……

He raised his hand, and everyone fell silent. Then he said calmly:"Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever the rivers flow, they all belong to the Ming Dynasty. May the Ming Dynasty win forever!"

His words were calm, but full of domineering attitude that looked down on the world.

"May the Ming Dynasty win forever!"

"May the Ming Dynasty win forever!"

……

Tens of thousands of people roared, raised their swords and shouted, shaking the earth. These soldiers might have been afraid of the aristocratic clans before.

But at this moment, they were fearless.