Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

Xin Jianqing, the Prime Minister of Wu Zhou, whose reputation of combining the three religions into one, is not something he exaggerated, but a real powerhouse in the Celestial Realm.

And it is a relatively strong existence in the Celestial Phenomena Realm, even stronger than Zhu Yuyan, the Queen of Yin.

But now it's a one-to-four match, and the outcome has already been decided.

"Hmph, the Yin Empress doesn't think much of me."

Xin Jianqing's body was tall and straight: "Anyone who is not afraid of death can come and fight with me."

It is definitely not an easy matter to kill a Celestial Phenomena Realm by force. He has the will to die, and at least he can take one person away.

As for who it is, it depends on the luck of these demon masters.

A simple sentence made the three demon masters look at each other, and no one was willing to step forward.

But Zhu Yuyan made a sudden move, sticking out his plain hand, imprinted in the void, grasping the tactic, and mobilizing the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu.

The collision between the two great masters of the Celestial Phenomena Realm, a terrifying true energy swept over them, and they let out a deafening roar.

"Hey, congratulations to the host, select the target person Xin Jianqing, activate the cloud-exploring hand, steal the martial arts big fall demon palm, and deduct [-] points of martial arts."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, select the target person Xin Jianqing, activate the Cloud Explorer, steal the Qinggang Heart Sutra of martial arts, and deduct [-] points of martial arts."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, select the target character Xin Jianqing, activate the cloud-exploring hand, steal the martial arts Prajna swordsmanship, and deduct [-] points of martial arts."

He kept launching the Cloud Explorer, and didn't stop until he had stolen most of the martial arts from Xin Jianqing's body.

Two great masters of the Celestial Phenomena Realm fought in the sky above the imperial city, and the other three great masters of the demon sect also joined the battlefield.

In front of the palace gate, the soldiers of the Imperial City Division and the armored soldiers of the Shenwei Battalion also continued to fight, with the sound of killing, screaming and roaring mixed together.

"It seems that the one who enters the imperial city must be the second prince."

Liang Jiao said with a serious face.

"Brother Ye, should we help out so that we can show our face in front of the Second Prince?"

"The winner has not really been decided yet, so why should we intervene?"

Su Xuan smiled lightly.

Liang Jiao hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to make a move, because he was afraid of a change in the battle situation, and Su Xuan was here.

Don't look at him as the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army now, but Su Xuan holds Wu Yue'er's Forbidden Army Tiger Talisman in his hand, and Ah Da and Ah Er have almost lifted him up.

As long as Su Xuan didn't nod his head, Liang Jiao couldn't move even if he wanted to.

The killing here was bloody and rainy. In front of Daxing Palace, the old emperor also got the news, and said to the old eunuch next to him: "Let all civil and military officials come to Daxing Palace."

"As ordered."

The servant went forward and naturally understood what this meant, and was about to officially announce the second prince's status as a prince in front of all civil and military officials.

Soon, civil and military ministers came to Daxing Palace one after another and entered the main hall.

The old emperor has returned to the dragon chair in the palace.

"Meet Your Majesty."

Hundreds of officials greeted each other, although the gods seemed to be in chaos these few days, in fact everything was under the control of the old emperor.

For him, it's just a game.

"You love yourselves."

The old emperor's face was soft.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The officials got up, he coughed twice, coughed up a cloud of dark blood, wiped it with a handkerchief, his face remained unchanged.

"My dear friends, you should be aware of the recent turmoil in Shendu City."

The old emperor said: "The turmoil is coming to an end now, Prince Wu Zhou is about to enter the palace, and my deadline is today. I have called you here to set up a prince, who will succeed me after I return to heaven."

"Your Majesty, your dragon body is in good health, where do you say that?"

The gray-haired veteran's eyes were red: "Wu Zhou cannot live without His Majesty, and the world cannot live without His Majesty."

"Your Majesty is well."

The ministers knelt down with sobs.

"Get up."

The old emperor blushed and said with a smile: "There is no permanent banquet in the world. Throughout the ages, which emperor has not lived a short life?

I can survive to sixty-three, which is not bad. I have been with you and other monarchs and ministers for decades, and people all over the world say that I am suspicious and addicted to power. "

"That's all nonsense."

An old official from the Ministry of Officials scolded.

"It's not wrong."

The old emperor didn't take it seriously at all, and waved his hand: "Master, just listen to what I have to say.

I have been on the throne for 39 years. When I took over Wu Zhou, there were constant internal and external troubles. Now that I am leaving, what I will leave to future generations is a powerful Wu Zhou.

And no matter what people in the world think of me, I am worthy of my ancestors and the people of Great Zhou.

After I leave, you must do your best to assist the new emperor, revitalize my great Zhou, and sweep Liuhe. "

"His Majesty."

All the courtiers were in tears, just like the old emperor himself said, he might be sorry for those princes.

But he is definitely worthy of the people of the world, and also worthy of the ancestors.

"Moon."

The old emperor spoke.

"Father."

Wu Yue'er stepped forward, her eyes were red with tears.

"Have someone go to the gate of the palace and say that Xin Jianqing can still be my prime minister for the tenth year of Wu Zhou."

"My son, go here."

She wiped the corners of her eyes and walked out of the hall.

"Old man Yang, I heard that your daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson recently, right?"

"Zhang Xian, I still remember the time we traveled to Dongyue 30 years ago."

"Hey, time flies so fast, it's decades in a flash."

In the main hall, the old emperor was in good spirits, and was still talking about the past with each of the veterans.

But many veterans were already crying.

Outside the palace gate, an eunuch quickly stepped up to the top of the city wall and shouted: "Your Majesty ordered Xin Jianqing to be the Prime Minister of Wu Zhou for ten years."

Everyone knew that the old emperor wanted to protect Xin Jianqing, Zhu Yuyan and the three masters of the Demon Sect who were fighting fiercely, hesitated for a moment, then stopped at the same time.

Zhu Yuyan's vermilion lips parted lightly: "Xin Zai, Your Majesty wants to protect you."

"Xin Zai, Your Majesty wants you to enter the palace immediately."

The eunuch spoke.

At the gate of the palace, the Seventh Prince Wu Zhou, who was still fighting bloody battle, froze in place as if struck by lightning.

If his father wants to protect Xin Jianqing, he must die. If Wu Zhou survives and the new emperor ascends the throne, there will be no place for Xin Jianqing in the Wu Zhou court.

Only by his own death can Xin Jianqing's attachment be cut off.

"Teacher, please protect Wu Zhou well."

Wu Zhou smiled bitterly, knelt down on both knees, kowtowed three times to Xin Jianqing, then drew his long sword, and cut towards his own neck without hesitation.

"No."

This change happened too fast, even if Xin Jianqing wanted to stop it, he could wait until he arrived.

Wu Zhou had already fallen, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Day."

The prime minister of Wu Zhou hugged his disciple's body and wept bitterly. The grand master of the Celestial Phenomena Realm is also a human being.

What's more, he has no heirs in his life, and all his efforts are devoted to Wu Zhou.

"Old...teacher."

With his last breath, Wu Zhou grabbed Xin Jianqing's arm with his right hand, his eyes turned white, his body trembled, and he said tremblingly, "Zhao...take care...Wu...Wu Zhou."

After saying the last word, he died immediately, and the palm that was stretched out in the air collapsed weakly.

"Day."

Xin Jianqing hugged the corpse, the heart-piercing pain echoed in front of the palace gate.

You see me as a son, and I see you as a father

"I have to say, Wu Zhou is a man."

On the city wall, Su Xuan couldn't help sighing, relying on Xin Jianqing's strength, he was fully capable of breaking out of the siege and leaving the capital of God, but he still came here just to save Wu Zhou's life.

When Wu Zhou learned that his teacher could survive, he also resolutely committed suicide, just to cut off Xin Jianqing's thoughts, so that the prime minister could continue to gain a foothold in the court.

"Open the door and send Xinzai into Daxing Palace."

When Su Xuan opened his mouth, the soldiers in the city gate retreated immediately, opened the gate, and the eunuch in charge came out of the city and said, "Your Majesty invites Xinzai to enter the palace, and please rest assured that the Seventh Prince will be buried according to princely etiquette."

this moment

Xin Jianqing's back looked so hunched, and he was a completely different person from a few days ago.

Wu Zhou committed suicide, and the remaining soldiers of the imperial city lost their backbone, surrendered immediately, and were taken into custody by the Shenwei camp.

After Xin Jianqing crossed the gate of the outer palace and entered the inner palace, Su Xuan stood at the top of the city and shouted loudly: "By the order of the princess, the second prince is invited to enter the imperial city."

"Haha."

Wu Lie laughed.

"Invite the second prince to enter the city."

On the city wall, all the imperial guards shouted in unison.

"Enter the city."

Wu Lie dismounted from his horse, waved his big hand, and led thousands of armored troops, preparing to enter the imperial city.

Zhu Yuyan, accompanied by the three great masters of the magic way and a group of masters.

Liang Jiao originally felt that it was inappropriate for Wu Lie to lead troops into the palace, because there had never been such a precedent throughout the ages.

Bringing soldiers into the palace is tantamount to rebellion, but seeing that Su Xuan didn't speak, he gave up on it.

Wu Lie will soon be the new emperor, so to offend him at this time, wouldn't it make you feel uncomfortable?

The structure of the Imperial City is very similar to that of the Divine Capital City. There is a city within the city. After entering the gate of the imperial palace, there is the front palace. You need to pass through two palace gates to enter the inner palace.

In the middle is the Wengcheng, surrounded by city walls, and there are only two gates at the front and back. When the second prince Wu Lie entered the Wengcheng with the armored soldiers of the Shenwei Camp and a group of demon masters, he found that the second palace gate had not been opened.

"Commander Liang, hurry up and open the door."

Wu Lie's tone was impatient.

Liang Jiao suddenly felt something bad in his heart, and hurriedly looked at Su Xuan beside him, just in time to see the playful smile on the other party's face, his heart couldn't help beating 760 times.

At this time, the gate of the palace gate was suddenly closed, and then hundreds of cavalrymen appeared outside, buckling two arm-thick iron ropes on the copper ring outside the palace gate.

The other end of the iron chain is bound to hundreds of war horses.

"Do it."

Su Xuan shouted loudly.

"Swish"

On the walls around the urn city, all the imperial guards bent their bows and pointed their arrows at the soldiers of the Shenwei camp in the urn city.

"Liang Jiao, what do you want to do?"