Chapter 487.

Facing Saren Agu’s question, Supervisor Zheng’s smile was light and his tone was calm:

“I’m only confident in myself.”

Saren Agu shook his head slightly, “My disciple is not as arrogant as you. In a different bet, I’ll bet that Xu Qi’an will definitely die today.”

Supervisor Zheng expressed no opinion and said, “The bet, is this sheep-catching whip in your hand, as well as my Heavenly Chance Disk.”

Saren Agu laughed, “Why not!”

As the words fell, the two seemed to have established some sort of rule in the underworld based on this bet.

……….

The Third Grade Martial Artist’s proud physique was pierced through the heart by a sword, and the wound’s blood and flesh wriggled so much that it couldn’t even heal in the first place.

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

The district is a miscellaneous cultivator swordsman who does not enter the grade, but can actually burst out such a terrifying sword intent ………. King Huai’s face twitched as he forced himself to endure the pain.

Anger and jealousy and killing are all present.

And a hint, unwilling to admit it, of fear.

If Chu Yuanzhan had been able to hand out a second sword, a third sword, or even more sword intent, he might not be able to say that he would have been in the gutter today.

“The Holy Daughter of the Heavenly Sect, the Martial Monk of the Qinglong Temple, Chu Yuanzhuan, and the Barbarian Daughter of the Southern Border ……..”

King Huai snapped, “When we kill Xu Qi’an, none of you will be able to escape, and I will kill you even after chasing you to the ends of the earth.”

Openly vicious and vindictive.

He no longer wasted time chasing after these four “mole crickets” and ran to the South Garden at a rapid pace.

…………

The Southern Garden, long in ruins.

The earth was devastated, mountains collapsed and burned with fires, while the sky was cloudy and threatened to rain heavily at any moment.

It wasn’t that the battle between the two had destabilized the elements of heaven and earth, Takeshi didn’t have such a cool ability, all of this vision came from Emperor Jeanne d’Arc.

The second grade of Taoism is called “transmigration”, and the purpose of transmigration is to condense the phases of Taoism, and there are four kinds of power in the phases of Taoism:

Earth, wind, water and fire!

As a result, Taoist experts at the Transitional Stage had initial control over these four elements of Heaven and Earth.

If one were to cultivate into a First Grade Land Immortal, operations such as turning stones into gold and changing the elements of matter at will would be a breeze.

Xu Qi’an was caught in a place of chaos, the astral wind cracking his face like a cut, slowly eroding his Vajra Divine Power, and the special effects fire ring at the back of his head was almost blown out.

Tongues of fire spewed from the mountains around him at times, trying to calcify him.

The earth beneath his feet, gravity increasing exponentially, tried to make him lose his flexibility.

But what caused the most headache was the brilliant sword light that the other party wielded, as well as a flying sword that ran like fire and was as swift as electricity.

The Human Sect’s Royal Sword Technique paired with the Heart Sword was the most abrasive combination.

After Shenshu awakened, the two of them produced a certain amount of intermingling of their genjutsu powers, and were no longer so afraid of Jeanne’s genjutsu attacks.

But it’s still being nuisance-proofed.

To be affixed by a martial artist was to die, however, preparations at the pinnacle of the major systems usually had means of preserving their lives.

Jeanne d’Arc’s Yang Shen rode the astral wind, suddenly in front again, suddenly in the back, like a ghost.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

Emperor Jeanne d’Arc stood against the wind, overlooking Xu Qi’an below, and kindly laughed:

“If that’s all you’ve got, then I’ll be a good guy for once and send you to meet Wei Yuan.”

As he spoke, a silhouette swept through the air, his upper body was naked, revealing gnarled muscles, and a hideously large hole in his chest, his flesh and blood slowly writhing and difficult to heal.

Breath, not quite as good as Xu Qi’an-Shenshu yet.

King of Zhenbei!

“It’s a pity that your battle power has been sapped by a few mole crickets, otherwise, killing you would be as easy as a slap in the face.”

At this moment, King Zhenbei and Jeanne d’Arc were united, with the Third Grade Huaiwang as the dominant figure, and terrifying power swept through the heavens and earth, the breath shaking the nine heavens above and dispersing the clouds. It swept down to the nine ghosts, and the earth roared.

The king of the Yan Kingdom, Nurhgar, the peak of the fourth rank of the dual system, was known as the strongest rank under the third rank.

Then, how powerful should Emperor Chaste Deity, a Taoist and martial arts practitioner, a second and third ranked person, be?

So powerful that it was nearly invincible under the first grade.

If King Zhenbei’s state had not fallen from the peak of the third rank, the word near could be ruled out.

“I am invincible in this world!”

Jeanne d’Arc said leisurely, at this moment, he seemed to have collected his malice, bland and confident, as if he were a high heavenly god.

Invincible? The corner of Xu Qi’an’s mouth picked up.

………….

At this point in time, the palace was in chaos.

The civil and military officials who were previously shocked by Xu Qi’an as if they were beasts were originally going to flee the palace, but they were one step too late, the gates of the palace were tightly closed, and the forbidden army was guarding it, not allowing anyone to enter or exit.

The capital officials were furious and came forward to question and rebuke them.

The forbidden army didn’t buy it, and even drew their swords to intimidate the civil and military officials; after all, they were ordered by His Majesty and the Cabinet to guard the palace gates.

The civil and military officials had no choice but to return to the Golden Palace, but they were surprised to find that this side of the wind and waves, nothing happened.

The princes gathered in the hall, looking wooden, not like the small group of people at the peak of power in the dynasty, but more like a group of old people in the outer city’s sanatorium, who were childless and had no place to live.

“What happened? Where is His Majesty, and where is that traitor Xu Qi’an?”

“Gentlemen, say something.”

“Gentlemen, say something.”

At this time also do not care what the rules, civil and military officials flocked into the temple.

Say what?

Shangshu Squire Imperial History Giver and so on, including the lords and clansmen bound to the royal family, even these people, at this time, their brains are all confused.

Not because Xu Qi’an killed the palace, that dog thief surnamed Xu even dared to cut the Duke of the country, when he revolted, everyone does not feel strange.

What really messed up the brains of all the males was Xu Qi’an’s sentence: the late emperor’s chaste virtue.

It was Emperor Yuan Jing’s sentence: How dare you know who I am.

The son is the old man and the old man is the son?

“Your Majesty, the late emperor …….”

An imperial historian murmured, “Together with Xu Qi’an, they teleported out of the palace.”

The influx of Beijing officials breaks the silence, and the buzzing begins to sound as Xu Qi’an single-handedly kills his way into the palace, hacking and slashing the forbidden soldiers who are blocking the way, and disappearing into the Golden Palace with His Majesty in tow.

“We can’t wait like this, we have to go out of the palace to rescue His Majesty.”

“But His Majesty’s instructions were for us to wait here.”

“That’s not right, His Majesty is the king of a country, there’s no reason for him to have the inner guards and forbidden army on standby to kill the enemy themselves.”

“There is indeed something odd and out of character about this order …….”

Is there any fool who can hang around to go to the morning court?

In the crowd, Qin Yuandao abruptly screamed, “The handwriting is fake, it’s fake!”

He didn’t pay any attention to the civil officials, if he looked at the patriarchs and lords, “Hurry up and have someone go open the city gates, go mobilize the five battalions of the forbidden army, and rescue his majesty.”

Regardless of whether the handwritten letter was true or not, Qin Yuandao had to characterize it as a fake; as far as he was concerned, His Majesty’s life was more important than anything else, for if His Majesty suffered an untimely death, he would not live long.

Therefore, encouraging the army and martial artists to go out and rescue His Majesty is the best choice, even if the handwritten letter is really left by His Majesty, he will never admit it now.

Qin Yuandao glared fiercely at the lords, “The merit of escorting the emperor, you don’t want it?”

The lords and clansmen were intent.

At that moment, there were people walking out of the Golden Palace, across the square, across the Golden Water Bridge, towards the Noon Gate.

The noon gate was closed, and the forbidden soldiers moved to the deer fortress and blocked the way.

One of the burghers came with great strides and droned, “Open the door quickly, gather men, and go with us to save His Majesty.”

The forbidden army ignored, they only listen to the emperor, stamped with the jade seal and the cabinet of the great seal of the handwritten letter, than anyone’s words are useful.

Another uncle forced his way in aggressively, “Open the door!”

The forbidden soldier still ignored it and pressed the hilt of his sword.

A county king pointed his finger and angrily rebuked, “Don’t open the door quickly.”

When the members of the clan joined in, the forbidden soldiers faltered, arguing, “His Majesty has ordered that no one is to go out.”

“Dog genius, that’s a lie, His Majesty has been teleported out of the palace by the rebel Xu Qi’an, no more gates will be opened, if anything happens to His Majesty, you and others will have to execute all nine clans.”

Qin Yuandao stepped forward and frightened.

The forbidden soldiers behind the deer fortress looked at each other and became more and more shaken.

………..

Outside of the crowd, Chief Minister Wang looked at the rulers around him and faintly said:

“Your Highness the Crown Prince, this is the time for you to step in.”

The Crown Prince squinted his eyes and looked at the chaotic Noon Gate, shaking his head, “The princes have been resolved, the gates will open soon, and the forbidden army will bring Father back.”

Chief Wang said quietly, “I am telling you to go and close the door so that no one can go out.”

The Crown Prince was creeped out and lost his voice, “Lord Chief Counselor, why do you say that?”

“The Crown Prince knows that His Majesty is no longer in the palace.”

“Know.”

“Does the Crown Prince know that Xu Qi’an is going to commit regicide and treason.”

“Hmph, this kid is bold.”

“Doesn’t the Prince think that this is a good opportunity.”

The Crown Prince sniffed and thumped back several steps in a row, looking at Head Minister Wang as if he was crazy.

“His Majesty is over fifty years old, his hair is thick, and his cultivation skills are as pure as fire. As for you, Crown Prince, you are twenty-six this year, so if you wait any longer, you will be gray. How long will you wait?”

Chief Minister Wang frankly said: ”The Crown Prince’s position in the Eastern Palace has been done for more than ten years, could it be that he still sits out of his feelings? In His Majesty’s current condition, the cultivation has been successful, prolonged life, Your Highness in the East Palace, year after year, can you see hope?

“The seat of the Eastern Palace has been sitting for more than ten years, and for another ten years, does Your Highness still have a chance? Even if you ascend to the throne in the future, how many years can you be the dragon chair?

“The words from the bottom of my heart, or offense, are all for the sake of the Crown Prince, Your Highness think twice.”

The prince s color changed, his lips mumbled, and there was ecstasy, exhilaration, bewilderment, fear, trepidation, and fuming ……… eyes in his eyes The complexity of his eyes was staggering.

He seemed to have made some sort of determination, and with a clench of his teeth and a heart, he walked briskly toward the noon gate.

“Shut up, all of you!”

The crown prince bellowed, interrupting the attack of the honored nobles and clansmen, and giving the forbidden soldiers a reprieve.

The crowd looked over, a single gaze focused on the Crown Prince.

This walk is a mistake, maybe it is never recovered …….. Thinking of this, the crown prince’s teeth clenched tighter and he said in a deep voice:

“You and the others are gathering at the noon gate, what a shame. Father has ordered that no one is to leave the palace.”

Qin Yuandao busily said, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, the handwritten letter is a fake.”

The crown prince’s eyes were stern: “Asshole thing, father’s handwriting can’t you all recognize? Can’t you also recognize the jade seal?”

Looking at the Prince, the princes vaguely understood.

No one spoke again, heartily.

How many people have silently longed in their hearts for a new ruler to take the throne during the twenty years of Emperor Yuan Jing’s monastic life?

………..

As for the capital, although the gates were closed, the impact was not great for most of the people who didn’t need to leave the city, but instead, it was the storm outside the gates of the Imperial City this morning that made people’s jaws drop and were impressed.

Xu Yinluo threw his head across the Imperial City, and one man killed his way into the Imperial City.

As well as the words he shouted out before, shouted out that “the anger of a man, blood splattered five steps, the world onyx”, has long been with a mouth, spread.

“Fainting ruler, ah, cutting off the food and provisions of 100,000 troops, framing loyal ministers together with treacherous ministers, with such a fainting ruler in Dafeng, why worry about not dying?”

“This, this, is really too unbelievable, it’s not that I can’t trust Xu Yinluo. It’s just that, you guys should know that Wei Yuan is the head of the night watchman’s yamen.”

“What do you mean by that, Xu Yinluo is the kind of person who would defame the Emperor for a personal vendetta?”

“That’s right, since Xu Yinluo said that, it’s definitely true.”

On the whole, the people still trusted Xu Qi’an, and the court and Emperor Yuan Jing had broken the hearts of the people of the capital in the Chuzhou Massacre.

But after all, the emperor is the emperor, the king of a country, the position is lofty, the whole Dafeng is his, the emperor will do this kind of private affair with the enemy country, it is indeed a bit unreasonable, difficult to convince people.

“Then there was no movement, and we waited for a long time outside the city, only to see the city gates closed, and did not see Xu Yinluo again.”

“Xu Yinluo was silent after he killed his way into the city, so he won’t have met an untimely end.”

“Let’s wait and see what happens, although I trust Xu Yinluo, but this is too big, wait for the follow-up …….. I still don’t believe that His Majesty would do such a thing, he’s the Emperor.”

In the marketplace, in the restaurants, in the green houses and brothels, but wherever there are people, they are all talking about it.

There are those who believe, and there are those who do not believe.

All watching and waiting for the truth.

………….

Jeanne no longer had to be afraid to physically fight with Xu Qi’an, the wild astral winds fueled his speed, and while his residual shadow was still there, his main body had already arrived behind Xu Qi’an.

A martial artist’s premonition of a crisis allowed Xu Qi’an to detect the abnormality behind him ahead of time, but even faster than him was Emperor Jeanne d’Arc’s soul roar.

A dozen or so magic weapons, damaged in the battle, he could only launch a Yuan Shen attack on this crude martial artist through this primitive method.

Takeshi briefly froze in stasis as he encountered a mental attack from a second-ranked transmogrifier.

The peerless fist intent belonging to the Zhenbei King erupted, ruthlessly smashing into Xu Qi’an’s chest.

When!

A flood of bells from heaven and earth.

Xu Qi’an flew out backwards, and in the process, poked out his palm, aiming it at the chaste Emperor, who was chasing him up, and said in a deep voice:

“Prohibit the killing of life!”

Invalid.

“Turn around!”

Invalid.

“Compassion for all!”

Invalid.

The precepts of the Buddhist Sect were useless to the second grade masters of the Taoist Sect.

Shenshu was only a broken arm, and could perform very few Buddhist spells other than the precepts, especially the Lohan Fruit Position and the Buddhist Dharma Phases, which he did not know all of them.

At least not this arm.

Tinker!

The two sword lights abruptly chopped sparks on Xu Qi’an’s body, not very powerful as this was the Heart Sword.

Heart beheading souls.

But this time, the Heart Sword didn’t work because Xu Qi’an folded his hands together and sat with his legs crossed as he flew backwards.

Buddhist Sixth Grade: Zen Master!

When the Buddhist vultures strike this pose, they are invulnerable to all dharma.

Sitting meditation work.

Jeanne d’Arc ghostly loomed close, pressing down on Xu Qi’an’s head, and between a push and a retreat, the surrounding scenery turned into a phantom, and at a certain moment, Xu Qi’an’s back slammed into a hard object.

That’s the wall.

Jeanne pressed his head and pushed back to the capital in one fell swoop.

The entire city wall trembled, and the wall lit up with formation patterns to counteract the terrifying force of the impact.

There are still formations in the majestic city at the border, not to mention the capital.

When!

Xu Qi’an hit Jeanne d’Arc with a head hammer, knocking him out.

Jeanne slid back, her battle spirit high.

The last time he was in Chu Zhou, this person devoured a quarter of a blood dan and used the secret technique of burning essence blood to forcefully raise his power to the second grade.

This time, however, there was no blood dan for him to burn again, unless he burned the essence blood of the surname.

However, he could have chosen to retreat and make full use of the advantages of Daoist spells to maneuver around them, waiting for Xu Qi’an to exhaust his essence blood before returning to reap the head.

The situation at the time of Chuzhou cannot be replicated.

In addition, although this evil creature underneath Sangpo is a Buddhist, the true core abilities of Buddhism are not available (luohan fruition, bodhisattva dharma), and Xu Qi’an is just a martial artist, so the two’s abilities overlap.

On the contrary, he has a perfect dual system of one martial art.

A sword light slashed piercing sparks on his body, but in terms of his physical body, this kid was strong and invincible, and the Human Sect’s Sword Technique couldn’t do too much damage to him.

Jeanne doesn’t fight back instantly after being hit with a head hammer.

He joined his fingers like swords and pointed his sword toward the sky, saying, “Imperial Sword!”

In a few moments, a buzzing and chirping sound came out of the city, like a swarm of locusts coming in great numbers.

The soldiers at the top of the city were still immersed in the sudden “earthquake” just now, and boldly looked down, but it turned out to be Xu Yinluo fighting with others.

The object of the fight was a middle-aged man with a bare-chested, muscular body, and the bottom soldiers had not seen King Huai’s appearance, so they failed to recognize him.

At that moment, I heard a “buzzing” sound, and when I looked back, I was dumbfounded.

In the city, a handful of iron swords floated in the air, converging towards the outside of the city.

They are so numerous, like swarms of locusts, that they are impossible to estimate.

“God, the Gods ………”

The soldiers tilted their heads and muttered.

There was no lack of experts in the capital, and some people had long since detected the fluctuation of qi outside the city, and when the scene of ten thousand swords appearing in the air, those people could no longer hold back, rising up from everywhere, or leaping between the roofs of the houses, rushing towards the outer city.

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

He intentionally pushed me back to the capital to increase the chances of victory by getting the fifth battalion of the forbidden army to take action? Xu Qi’an’s ears twitched, and he heard the sound of “iron weapons” buzzing and trembling angrily.

Ten thousand swords crossed the sky, converging toward the sky above Emperor Yuanjing, and they were like highly trained soldiers, each returning to its place, some becoming the hilt, some the body, and some the tip ……….

A huge sword that was sixty feet long was slowly taking shape.

The people of the outer city only needed to look up to see half of the terrifyingly huge sword protruding from the city wall in the distance.

At the head of the city, one of the martial artists defied the rules and excelled at ascending the walls, standing on the horse path and watching the scene.

They were first shocked by the terrifyingly huge sword before they remembered to take a look to see what kind of saint had this divine ability.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look, you’ll be shocked.

“King Huai?!”

“King of Zhenbei!!!”

There were cries of alarm.

At that moment, more martial artists arrived, scaled the walls, and heard the cries of alarm.

King Huai?

Isn’t the King of Huai dead? He died in the Chuzhou massacre.

With confusion, those who came later landed in the bridle path and leaned close to the women’s wall, overlooking the figures beneath the giant sword.

“King Huai?!”

Jaw-dropping.

“Is it really King Huai, or is someone disguising themselves, why are they dueling with Xu Yinluo, how did Xu Yinluo turn into this appearance, wait, when was Xu Yinluo able to fight with King Huai.”

Someone stammered.

Xu Qi’an’s body was pitch black, with a ring of flames floating on the back of his head, and his temperament was majestic and lingering, like a god or a devil.

No one would have recognized him if they hadn’t seen that knife and that face.

The people around him remained silent, unable to answer, whether it was the authenticity of King Huai’s identity or Xu Yinluo’s bizarre confrontation with King Huai, these questions were clearly over the top.

At that moment, a few high-grade martial artists who had arrived from the Imperial City, guest ministers of certain noble houses, said slyly:

“Forgotten? This morning Xu Yinluo angrily rebuked His Majesty, threatening to make the world onyx, he wants to revolt.”

At that, the unknown martial artists looked at each other:

“Ah, there is such a thing, I didn’t believe Xu Yinluo’s words, but now that I’ve seen King Huai come back from the dead, I’m suddenly a bit unsure.”

“From what my lord said, that day King Huai was split up by a mysterious expert and died a thorough death.”

“What the hell is going on, Wei Gong died in battle, Xu Yinluo rebelled, and King Huai possessed ………”

“Just ask!”

Someone said something, while holding onto the women’s wall and shouting downwards:

“Xu Yinluo, what exactly happened and who was the person you fought with? Was it really King Huai? Is what you said at the Imperial City Gate this morning true.”

………..

PS: I’m overestimating myself again, I can’t even finish the ending in one chapter.