Tsk~~~
While Chen Xixiang knocked back the two men with one physical punch, his spirit flew back with his sword, following behind them.
It penetrated behind Gong Jiu.
this moment!
Although he didn't see it, Gong Jiu, as a master-level swordsman, was keenly aware of the terrible danger!
This danger made his hair stand on end, and he couldn't help but feel horrified:
"I feel death coming towards me...could it be the one that killed Ye Gucheng..."
Just think of this.
But it was already too slow.
Chi~~~~
Amidst the huge waves of air.
Gong Jiu was stabbed in the back of his head by sword light.
At that moment, his consciousness screamed in fear:
"Little old man, help..."
But no words came out of his mouth.
The Tao Fei Flying Sword flew out of his head, and the blood mist and brain matter roared and exploded.
Killed this person instantly!
Flying swords kill people with only speed and sharpness!
"Gong Jiu!!"
The little old man screamed, his voice filled with grief and rage.
But saw.
Buzz~~
After the sword passed by, it still had unabated power, causing the sound of rolling sound waves to resound throughout the whole area.
The air is like water, twisting and making ripples in circles!
In the end, he converged in front of a person and disappeared into calmness.
Because after killing Gong Jiu with the sword, it had already fallen into the hands of the young emperor in front of the dragon throne.
Chen Xixiang did not speak after his soul returned, his eyes were light, calm and powerful.
The momentum from his whole body roared out naturally, as if a real dragon was standing in this hall and came to life!
Then he dropped the dragon that was dancing in the calm wind, stretched out his arm, and slowly pointed the sword at the little old man.
It seems to be saying,
it's your turn!
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone in the Wenlou at this time.
Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue looked at the emperor holding a sword on the dragon throne with intense emotions:
"This sword..."
"It turns out that Ye Gucheng died in the hands of the current emperor!!"
Lu Xiaofeng was so shocked by what she saw that she was petrified.
He never thought that the master in the literary house would actually be the current emperor.
Killed Ye Gucheng with one sword, and killed Gong Jiu with another sword.
"Such a master..."
Ximen Chuixue looked at Gong Jiu's body not far from Chen Xixiang's feet, feeling cold and numb in her heart.
A master at the master level of swordsmanship was slaughtered like a pig or a dog in front of the emperor!
the other side.
The little old man was pointed at by Chen Xixiang with his sword.
He looked at Gong Jiu's body. The person he was very optimistic about and thought was the most promising person to inherit everything he had, died so easily under the emperor's sword.
The plan that he and others had put in all their efforts to organize was like a child's play in front of an emperor who hid his invincible strength, and was destroyed like a bubble bursting.
The little old man looked at Chen Xixiang with eyes that were looking at him as calmly as the Emperor of Heaven, with the lingering power in his eyes that he could kill a grandmaster like a dog.
Such power is not only possessed by the emperor.
He couldn't help but look at the sky.
Then, he looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling lonely:
"Hehe...hehehehe..."
in his low laughter.
boom!
Bang bang! !
Situ Zhaixing, Hua Manlou, Lao Shi Monk, the Four Famous Catchers, and Yu Huatian all smashed the windows one after another.
The martial arts masters and others from the Hall of Supreme Harmony also came in.
As soon as I came in, I heard Wu Ming's long smile.
After the little old man laughed lowly, he murmured in a confused voice mixed with doubts about life:
"Who would have thought, who would have thought! The current emperor of China has such strong martial arts and swordsmanship. Even the masters of swordsmanship are inferior to dogs under your hands."
He shook his head, his white hair moving, full of loneliness and madness:
"It's really a joke. Today's assassination and action organized by me, which I have been planning for ten years, is simply a big joke!"
He already understood that neither he nor Gong Jiu could kill the emperor, and the last chance was gone.
Now the sword that can control the air is in the hands of the emperor, and other masters from the Hall of Supreme Harmony are coming.
Wu Ming cannot live without this place.
His murmur to himself was quiet.
But whoever is present who is not an expert will naturally hear it clearly.
And my head was buzzing after hearing these words.
Then, everyone took a look...
The young man in royal robes holding a sword on the dragon chair had indifferent eyes, looking down at them all like a heavenly emperor.
And their eyes noticed the sword that nailed Ye Gucheng to the door plaque.
Now, in the Emperor's hands.
"this……"
Sikong Zhaixing immediately became mute, unable to speak.
Qingqing's face was shaken, and he murmured:
"It's actually the emperor, it's impossible..."
While his mind was racing.
After the little old man felt disappointed, his old eyes suddenly narrowed, and finally he looked at Chen Xixiang on the dragon chair:
"The winner is the emperor! Your Majesty is worthy of sitting in this ninety-five position! However, although I am defeated, I will never be a loser. If I am insulted, I beg to die!"
Chen Xixiang withdrew the sword pointed at the little old man and said calmly:
"You can be considered a hero. If I don't humiliate you, just commit suicide here."
The little old man took a deep breath and raised his head.
After a breath or two.
Smiling sadly:
"Grass people... thank you, His Majesty the Emperor!"
One word fell.
Just under the shocked eyes of everyone who came in from the side.
The little old man suddenly raised his palm, and the nails on his two fingers popped out, and they pointed like swords, piercing his forehead!
puff!
Along with the sound of the little old man falling to the ground, blood splashed into the air!
Decisive and decisive!
The little old man committed suicide.
Even if he dies, he must retain the last dignity of a master, and he does not want to be a prisoner of his subordinates.
This fall to the ground shocked everyone.
Such a great master committed suicide in front of them.
Sikong Zhaixing muttered to himself blankly:
"So, Ye Gucheng wanted to use the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City to assassinate the emperor with two other assassins, but the emperor killed three assassins instead!"
Huamanlou immediately reminded: "Sikong, be careful what you say!"
Sikong Zhaixing's body trembled, and when he looked at the tall and majestic current emperor sitting on the dragon throne, sweat immediately appeared on his back.
But it was only later that he realized that he was standing dozens of feet away from the current emperor, how could he dare to speak nonsense.
Although he didn't speak, he knew that he was doing the right thing.
I couldn't help but further feel the mystery and power of the emperor in this literary building.
At this time, the four famous arresters, Yu Huatian, and Cao Zhengchun all knelt down and worshiped, their voices trembling:
"I am waiting for help to come too late, please forgive me!"
They were the ones who were frightened the most today.
She was responsible for guarding the safety of the imperial city, but was transformed into a queen mother by an assassin and got close to the emperor...
If not...
If His Majesty the Emperor hadn't been so secretive and possessed such terrifying advanced cultivation, then they would have been written on the pillar of shame in history.
Fortunately, everything is fine...
Chen Xixiang stood outside the dragon chair, pressing his long sword:
"What happened today is not your fault, but there is indeed one person standing here who needs me to punish him!"
At the same time as he spoke, Chen Xixiang pointed his sword at Lord Tietan and smiled coldly:
"Uncle Emperor, do you know your guilt?"
Zhu Wuwang's face trembled, and he immediately bowed:
"I know that I am guilty, but I failed to protect you..."
When Duan Tianya and Shangguan Haitang heard Chen Xixiang's question, although their tone was calm, they felt the panic in their hearts.
The three of them looked pale, but they didn't dare to open their mouths, and they had no reason to refute.
Because this is indeed a disadvantage for them to protect Dragon Villa.
It's called the Dragon Guard, and it's supposed to protect the emperor.
As a result, the three spies of Hulong Villa and the God of Iron Dan were guarding here today, and something like this still happened...
How could they be innocent?
If the gods are guilty, they are also guilty.
Therefore, Duan Tianya, Shangguan Haitang, and Guihai Yidao also kowtowed at the same time:
"I am guilty of the same crime as my adoptive father. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
This means sharing the blame.
Zhu Wuwu also expressed his guilt and prostrated himself:
"Your Majesty, please punish me."
In front of this crowd, Chen Xixiang ignored Shangguan Haitang and the others. He just looked at Zhu Wuwu and said coldly:
"Okay, since God knows your sin, can I grant you death?"
What?
Give the God of Iron Guts a death?
Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Mu Daoren and others are all incredible.
If it were someone else, he would still be able to understand why he would be punished with death just because his protection was unfavorable. But this is the current emperor’s uncle!
This is too...
After hearing this, Duan Tianya hurriedly kowtowed in fear:
"Your Majesty, why did my foster father deserve to die?"
“Does not sin lead to death?”
Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back and looked at Duan Tianya coldly:
"Isn't it a crime not punishable by death to intentionally release an assassin and let him get close to me?"
boom!
At this sentence, Zhu Wuli's heart felt cold, and his whole body went cold at this sentence.
