In front of Jiao Lan Hall.
It is majestic and majestic. Inside the palace, in front of the Jiaolan Hall, it is magnificent, with towering roofs and majestic architecture.
Zhu Yougui held his abdomen with one hand and didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. On his short body, he shook his horned head and looked left and right in disbelief at what was happening in the palace at this moment.
Miao Chengtian looked around, somewhat unbelievable.
This is the Xuanming Sect.
The Xuanming Sect in Daliang Imperial City.
In terms of strength, Xuanming Sect and Daliang are definitely above Huanyinfang and Qi Kingdom, but they have been infiltrated to such an extent by bad people.
Li Xingyun's ambition is not small, and there are bad people working against him. This...
Zhu Yougui is looking at Li Xingyun.
At this moment, he was stepping on the dragon-shaped stone sculpture and looking down at the audience.
The dragon shape is mighty and magnificent. Its shape is strong and powerful, its posture is graceful and its momentum is majestic. Its head is majestic, its eyes are bright, its beard is flowing, and its scales are dazzling. Its body is slender and powerful, and its scales are closely connected, as if made of fine steel. Looking from a distance, it is awe-inspiring.
Seeing Li Xingyun wearing green armor and holding a sharp blade, it was as if he was actually stepping on a real dragon.
"Li Xingyun, it turns out your trump card is here." Zhu Yougui looked around angrily, his dark eyes moving around.
At the same time, he put some distance between himself and the bad guys behind him.
Now that his Qi veins are damaged, his strength has dropped significantly.
"You've been plotting against me ever since you broke the news that you were coming to Daliang." Zhu Yougui thought for a moment and suddenly figured out many things that he had not figured out before.
He finally figured out why Li Xingyun wanted to go to Bianzhou in person. This act could be described as throwing himself into a trap, but Zhu Yougui now saw it as having more meaning.
These Xuanming Sect members are always monitoring Bianzhou, monitoring the Xuanming Sect, and then monitoring the entire Xuanwu Town and even Daliang. Li Xingyun has long known that he and Zhu Wen are at odds with each other, so he asserted that he will definitely expose them in plain sight. He was brought into the palace, because only in this way could he justifiably kill his father and become emperor.
Even if they fail, they can retreat safely under the cover of these Xuanming cultists, or they can not come at all.
"Damn it!" Zhu Yougui stared at Li Xingyun with a look of resentment on his face.
Zhang Zifan on the side suddenly understood. He finally understood why Brother Li was so confident and dared to come to Bianzhou in person.
"Zhu Yougui, now the Five Great Lords of Hell and Black and White Wuchang are dead, Zhu Wen has been killed by you yourself, and even the Xuan Ming Cult has abandoned you.
In my opinion, you might as well go back to the Xuanming Sect and become emperor behind closed doors in that empty hall. Zhang Zifan waved his folding fan and looked at Zhu Yougui, a short man with two horns on his head and purple skin.
Zhu Yougui was so angry at Zhang Zifan's words that the muscles in the corner of his mouth twitched. He looked up to the sky and screamed: "Damn it, damn it!"
Then, the black energy in his hands was strong, and he forcibly activated the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, opened his posture, and rushed towards Zhang Zifan.
In the car, Zhang Xuanling, who was slowly sensing the surroundings with his thunder method, opened his curtains, and the whole body was filled with thunder.
The figure flashed and disappeared, leaving only a trail of thunder that disappeared in the wind.
He rushed to Zhang Zifan in an instant, used his full strength, and executed the next palm.
With his palms intertwined, Zhu Yougui remembered that his Qi veins had been damaged. Within a moment, facing the powerful Zhang Xuanling, he was shocked by the opponent's internal force so much that his orifices bled, and he flew back.
Once again, he fell by Meng Po's side.
Zhu Yougui spat out a mouthful of blood, lay on the ground, and looked in the direction of Li Xingyun.
"Zhang...Zhang Xuanling, it turns out that you, you guys..." After gritting his teeth for a long time, Zhu Yougui stood up again. He staggered and looked at Li Xingyun, who had been silent. For some reason, he felt a little scared in his heart.
It seems he missed some important information.
"Li Xingyun, do you think that with a bunch of soldiers and Zhang Xuanling, I will be afraid of you?" Zhu Yougui staggered to steady his body and looked at the dragon-shaped stone sculpture, looking down at the audience. Li Xingyun did not bother to wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and eyes at the moment, and continued: "Since you want it, I will give it to you in Jiaolan Palace. I want to see how long you can hold it."
At this moment, Zhu Yougui, who looked like a dwarf, with purple skin and horns on his head, looked like a ghost. At this moment, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he was as scary as a ghost who died due to injustice.
"But a mere bad person has been doing little things in our Xuanming Sect for so many years, and I was kept in the dark. It's really annoying." Zhu Yougui covered the Dantian point that was severely injured by Li Xingyun with one hand, and used the other to His hands began to wipe the blood from his face.
"Meng Po, let's go." Zhu Yougui put his hands behind his back and said to Po Meng who was holding a coiled dragon staff behind him without looking back.
Zhu Yougui turned around and saw that Meng Po had not moved yet. For a moment, he could not care so much anymore and whispered: "Go out and mobilize the imperial city defenders to take back the Jiaolan Palace for me."
"These traitors, I want the day I ascend the throne to be the day they die." Zhu Yougui said through gritted teeth.
Seeing that Po Meng still didn't move, Zhu Yougui suddenly felt something bad.
"Emperor Hades, please forgive me for not being able to obey your orders." Po Meng held a coiling dragon staff in her hand, one hand behind her back, and said to Zhu Yougui in front of her.
"Mother Meng, are you also a bad person?" Zhu Yougui once again doubted his life in disbelief.
Miao Chengtian only felt a cold air rushing from his feet to Tianling.
That's Mrs. Meng.
Po Meng who has worked for Zhu Wen for nearly thirty years!
The Empress has only been in charge of the Qi Kingdom for sixteen years. A person who has served Daliang for thirty years is actually a bad person?
How could she be a bad person?
A Meng Po forced Zhu Yougui to this point. How many Meng Pos are there in the world?
What if there are ten or a hundred?
"God bless you, your highness." Po Meng stopped caring about Zhu Yougui, but turned to Li Xingyun and bowed.
"Your Highness, the rebels in Bianzhou City have been captured, and the Imperial City defenders are also under the control of bad people." Meng Po looked at Li Xingyun who was standing on the dragon-shaped stone sculpture.
This was also thanks to Zhu Yougui. In Zhu Yougui's name, they replaced the imperial city defenders and monitored and controlled many courtiers in the entire Daliang Imperial Capital.
Zhu Yougui was afraid that something would go wrong, but he didn't expect that today's careful arrangements would actually be the inducement to commit suicide today.
"Ah!!!" Zhu Yougui looked up to the sky and roared.
“You’re playing cunt for me, right!?
Come directly! "Zhu Yougui staggered and looked at everything on the field. He didn't expect that he, the majestic Emperor of the Liang Dynasty, the Ming Emperor of the Xuanming Sect, would be forced to this point!
A group of Xuan Ming cult members who were once extremely docile in front of him were now holding sharp weapons and staring at him.
Po Meng, whom he once regarded as his confidant, gave him the deepest blow.
