At this moment in Xuanyang City, if you look down from the sky, you can see two groups of people heading towards the imperial city.
He Ping'an used his spiritual vision technique, looked at both sides, and immediately saw the fate of the two teams.
King Jing's team, with two first-grade monks assisting them on the left, advanced rapidly along Xuanwu Street. If it weren't for the inability to control the air, King Jing would have already arrived at the imperial city.
Even though the masters sent by King Han kept intercepting him, King Jing was obviously faster than King Han.
The dark clouds are rolling, and the black light is like the rising and falling of the tide, and the waves are violent.
As the surging black energy stirred, a four-clawed black dragon shadow formed in the void.
The dragon's tail swung and its four claws stretched out, making an astonishing noise.
On top of the black dragon's head, two dragon horns have faintly appeared, and only the fifth claw is needed to turn into a five-clawed black dragon.
King Jing was his elder brother and King Han was his younger brother. According to Daxuan's rule of raising elders but not young ones, the King of Han had no chance to fight for the dragon, so his fate was not obvious before, it was just a sign of an ordinary dragon.
Now, because three crazy Taoists killed Emperor Jiaming and promised him to participate in the dragon fight, his destiny has evolved from an ordinary dragon omen to a blue dragon, swallowing clouds and spitting mist above the team.
If the dragon fight is successful, the green dragon will turn into a sign of a blue dragon.
A green dragon and a black dragon, with blood flowing all the way, broke through all obstacles, and were about to meet outside the imperial city.
However, according to the advancing speed of both sides, by the time the blue dragon arrived outside the imperial city, the head of the black dragon had already entered the imperial city.
At this time, flying in the air is not allowed in the city. Once King Jing takes the lead on the imperial city tower, it basically means that he has won.
King Zhao Ying of Han also noticed that his advancing speed was obviously slower than King Jing's, and he kept whipping the horses under his crotch anxiously. Unfortunately, because he had been delayed outside the Han King's palace for a while, he was chasing after him now, and it was obviously a bit awkward. behind.
He couldn't help but grit his teeth, raised his right hand slightly, and a communication talisman suddenly flew into the distance.
...
On Xuanwu Street, King Jing's team is getting closer and closer to the imperial city.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in the team, holding a long knife, suddenly jumped up from the horseback, swept his true energy, and slashed out with the long knife. The light of the knife burst out towards the scene. The king's back was chopped off.
The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected that a traitor suddenly appeared in their own team. Without noticing, no one could intercept him in time.
King Jing looked at the sharp sword light that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and suddenly became panicked. He wanted to avoid it, but was enveloped by the sword light for about ten feet. It seemed that no matter where he hid, he could not avoid this fatal blow.
"Holy Lord, be careful!"
A first-level Taoist cultivator who was guarding King Jing, who had advanced cultivation after all, reacted in time, roared, and then his mana surged, and he swung out a palm, forming a huge clear palm in mid-air, towards him. The man holding the knife swatted away.
"come over!"
Another first-level Confucian monk was Zhu Ming of the Dragon Guard.
He raised his palm, and Haoran's righteousness burst out. Before he could escape, he took King Jing to his side from the horseback.
Since the formation was opened, all his teleportation-related verbal and magical powers have become ineffective.
Otherwise, King Jing can be moved directly outside the imperial city faster.
"boom!"
Countless swords slashed down, and a dazzling light burst out in an instant. The heavily armored dragon-scale horse was torn to pieces by the swords in an instant, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood.
"well......"
A sigh came from the mouth of the middle-aged man in mid-air. He didn't know whether he was sighing that he missed a hit or that he was about to die.
As soon as the sigh came out, his body was directly pinched by big green hands.
Without waiting for him to resist, the five fingers of his big green hand crushed his body to pieces with force, and scarlet blood immediately spurted out from between his fingers.
Only then did the remaining people react, shouting for escort, running from all over the team, and surrounding King Jing.
After three breaths, King Jing calmed down from his panic, pushed aside the crowd, and walked to the broken body of the middle-aged man. He looked at it carefully for a few times before saying, "This man's name is Wu Jide. He is a native of Chuzhou, a third-level martial artist, and he came to Xuanyang from Chuzhou with his wife and children three years ago."
"Later, he became my subordinate. I saw that he had a high level of cultivation, a clean foundation, and a wife and children by his side. I thought he could be trusted and I have always regarded him as a confidant. However, I never thought that he was actually the hidden son of the King of Han."
King Jing let out a long sigh and signaled to the first-grade Taoist monk beside him to take Wu Jide's soul out of the corpse.
Then he got on his horse and continued to gallop forward with his soul.
"Wu Jide, I have treated you well, so why did you betray me?"
King Jing's true essence scrolled to capture Wu Jide's soul in his hand, and he asked.
"Zhao Ye, five years ago, the Wu family was wiped out in Wuling County, Chuzhou. Do you still remember?"
Wu Jide's soul was controlled by King Jing, but he was not afraid at all and asked with gritted teeth.
"Chuzhou Wu Family?"
A trace of doubt flashed across King Jing's face. He had killed so many people that he couldn't even remember them.
"You can't remember, but I remember you!"
"In order to obtain the Creation Pill passed down from our Wu family's ancestors, you led your two third-grade monks and five hundred cavalry to bloodbath our Wu family."
"It's a pity that there are more than 300 members of the Wu family, including young and old, and no one has escaped!"
"That wife who was still pregnant was humiliated by your guards before she died. You are worse than an animal!"
Wu Jide's voice was filled with sadness, as if he was thinking of that day again, when his family was destroyed and his family was destroyed.
When King Jing heard this, a thought flashed through his mind, and then he smiled lightly and said, "If you mean the Wu family, I still don't remember it."
"If you mentioned the Good Fortune Pill, I will remember it."
"That Fortune Pill was given to the late Emperor on his birthday five years ago. In order to celebrate his birthday, I went to get it."
"It turns out that you are the person from the family who possesses the Good Fortune Pill."
King Jing chuckled. The tragic murder of more than three hundred people seemed to him to be an ordinary thing.
Zhu Ming and other Dragon Guard monks who had just come to seek refuge had different expressions after hearing this. They had heard before that King Jing was violent by nature and regarded human life as nothing.
But because Kunyang Zhenren was jealous by nature and had defected to the King of Han in advance, they did not want to cause Kunyang Zhenren's bad luck, so they had no choice but to defect to King Jing.
Now that I have seen King Jing's character, it is even worse than what was said.
He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to seek refuge with King Jing.
But at this time, it was difficult to get off the tiger, and he had to continue to assist King Jing.
"Zhao Zhi, you must die a happy death!"
Wu Jide's voice was shrill, his soul twisted, and he rushed towards King Jing crazily, but was controlled by King Jing's true energy and could not move at all.
"Haha, in this case, you are the fish that slipped through the net of the Wu family."
"No wonder we heard that there was a third-grade monk in the Wu family, but when we went there, we didn't meet him."
The smile on King Jing's face became even stronger.
"That's right. I just wish I wasn't at home back then. Otherwise, I would definitely kill you with my own hands!"
The eyes of Wu Jide's soul were spitting fire. When he went to Yanzhou for business, he was not in Chuzhou. When he came back, he only saw ruins and countless corpses.
After asking around, I learned that it was King Jing who raided Yanzhou in order to snatch the Good Fortune Pill.
Later, he entered Xuanyang City, looking for opportunities to take revenge, but was found by the King of Han, and became the King of Han's secret agent.
"It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
A cruel smile appeared on King Jing's face, and he asked: "Do you know why I kept your soul but didn't kill it?"
When Wu Jide heard this, he was frightened for a while, but he bit the bullet and asked, "How are you doing?"
"I want you to see with your own eyes that I defeated Zhao Ying, became a great treasure, and achieved the ninth-five-year status."
King Jing looked far away, looking at the imperial city not far away, then turned around and smiled, showing his white teeth: "I also want you to see with your own eyes that your wife and children who came to the capital with you will be thrown into the sky prison and executed in Lingchi. .”
"You...Zhao Zhi, you are not a human being!"
Wu Jide's soul suddenly fluctuated wildly. He thought about King Jing Zhao Zhi's cruelty, but he did not expect that Zhao Zhi would be so cruel and target two women and children when he was about to become emperor.
"Hahahahaha..."
King Jing Zhao Zhi waved his hand and shot out a burst of true energy, controlling Wu Jide's soul to his side, floating to one side as his body moved, and continued to gallop on his horse.
"Zhao Zhi... They are just orphans and widows who have no one to take them outside the city. Let them go. They have nothing to do with me..."
Wu Jide's spirit kept screaming shrilly, but was drowned out by Zhao Zhi's wild laughter.
...
Half an hour later.
"Da da da......."
Following the rapid sound of horse hooves, King Jing Zhao Zhi led a large group of people and rushed outside the moat of the imperial city first.
Not far away is the Imperial City Jinshui Bridge.
As long as he steps onto the Jinshui Bridge first, it means that he has won half of the battle.
At this moment, a group of people also emerged from the Zhuque Street nearby, and the leader was Zhao Ying, King of Han Dynasty.
"hehe......."
Zhao Zhi let out a chuckle. At this time, Han Wang Zhao Ying was still a few miles away from Jinshui Bridge, but he was only more than ten feet away.
"Brother Ying, once I am a brother, I will always be a brother. If you give up here, I will spare your life for the sake of brotherhood!"
Zhao Zhizhen's true energy surged, and the sound waves rolled towards the distance.
Then take one step and step onto the Jinshui Bridge.
The city protection formation covers the entire Xuanyang City, but the most important thing is within the imperial city.
If it is turned on, there is only one way to go: Jinshui Bridge. If you jump up at will, you will easily be attacked by the city defense formation.
Although Zhao Zhi is cruel, he is not stupid. He does not want to become a dead soul under the city defense formation before he ascends the throne.
Zhao Ying, the King of Han in the distance, was extremely anxious. The whip in his hand was almost ready to beat the dragon-scaled horse's ass to pieces, but it was still too late.
"Does this king really have no chance?"
Zhao Ying lamented endlessly, his face turned ashen.
He did not believe what King Jing Zhao Zhi said. This man was extremely tyrannical. If he failed to fight for the dragon, he would definitely not be able to leave Xuanyang alive.
The face of Master Kunyang on the side also changed. He was originally opportunistic and sought refuge with the King of Han, but he didn't expect that he had found the wrong person.
...
In the grass department, Han Li took a sip of tea and asked doubtfully: "It's now. If you don't take action, the King of Han will lose."
He Ping'an smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, there will be a good show soon."
Then the conversation changed and he asked thoughtfully: "By the way, have you already been in contact with Tang Wang Zhao Zhong?"
Han Li was silent for a moment and nodded: "I promised him that if I recover, I will accept him as my disciple."
"No wonder!"
He Ping'an nodded. He took action against Emperor Jiaming that day, but Tang Wang Zhao Zhong ignored him. He was a little strange at the time.
It wasn't until Han Li summoned the Tang Dynasty king that he guessed that it was Han Li who had ordered it.
This shows that even though Han Li has been hiding in the Palace of Eternal Life for so many years, he has done nothing.
In fact, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong had already been brought under his command, but Emperor Jiaming didn't know it.
...
At this moment, Han Wang Zhao Ying saw that the Jinshui Bridge, which had been empty just now, was suddenly crowded with people.
Countless people in ragged clothes and even injured people suddenly appeared on the Jinshui Bridge, occupying the entire Jinshui Bridge.
King Jing Zhao Zhi stepped out just now, but almost stepped on someone. He quickly dodged and stepped back.
"Who are you waiting for?"
King Jing Zhao Zhi stood firm, looked at the people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked with confusion.
These people were dressed like ordinary people.
But, why do ordinary people appear here?
How could it suddenly appear in front of him and leave him unprepared?
If it had been in the past, he would have killed all these people with a single blow, cutting through the mess with a quick sword.
But at this time, he had to be cautious. The three crazy Taoists had previously said that if they disturbed and harmed the people, they would be disqualified from competing for the dragon.
"Be careful, Your Majesty, it's an illusion!"
Zhu Ming stepped out, his chest bursting with righteousness, his eyes lit up with a white light, and he immediately saw through these people. They had been covered by illusions before, and when the King of Han appeared, they had just removed the illusions.
"We are all common people near the Eternal Life Palace."
An old man wearing a cane and dressed as a doctor spoke.
"Why here?"
King Jing Zhao Zhi frowned and said with a puzzled expression.
Since we are common people, we should stay at home obediently and do our duty as a good citizen of Daxuan. We should not gather together or go out.
During this time of war and chaos, wouldn't you be afraid of death if you came to the Jinshui Bridge, the most complicated and dangerous place?
"Anyway, I have nothing to do when I stay at home. I just come to play Pai Gow and sell my crafts..."
The old man smiled and then, like a magic trick, he took out several wooden tables from his sleeves and placed them at the end of the Jinshui Bridge. Immediately, many people rushed over.
Played Pai Gow seriously.
There were also several common people holding swords, wielding knives and guns, beating gongs and drums, and there were many onlookers.
The entire Jinshui Bridge is so tightly surrounded that it would be difficult for even a fly to fly over.
Damn... King Jing Zhao Zhi's complexion suddenly changed. At this time, he could see that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary person because of his cultivation level.
The long knife in his hand automatically jumped out, and he was about to slash it out, but the old man seemed to see the power of his long knife, and immediately got into the crowd and disappeared.
There are many people here, at least thousands of them. Even King Jing Zhao Zhi is not sure that he can kill this old man without harming other people.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.
In his opinion, inciting people to come to Jinshui Bridge and block the route of advancement is simply cheating.
At this point, he felt that the Dragon-riding Martial Saint in mid-air owed him an explanation.
However, after three breaths, there was no clear message in the air.
"Go try it!"
King Jing Zhao Zhi gave a slight signal and ordered a second-grade martial arts monk next to him to test it out, and then added: "Don't take action unless it is absolutely necessary."
"yes!"
The martial arts monk nodded in agreement, then took a step forward and landed among the crowd.
He was as tall as a swimming fish, but with just a few moves, he had already passed the busker and stood at the end of the Jinshui Bridge.
"no problem!"
The martial arts monk turned around and waved his hand to Zhao Zhi, indicating that everything was normal and there was no pressure.
Upon seeing this, King Jing Zhao Zhi nodded slightly and was about to step into the crowd when he saw the old man with white hair and beard suddenly appear behind the martial arts monk.
"careful!"
King Jing Zhao Zhi quickly reminded him, his voice rushing like thunder and reaching the ears of the martial arts monk.
However, it was already a little too late. I saw the old man raising the crutch in his hand. He even showed a kind smile to King Jing Zhao Zhi, and then dropped the crutch heavily.
"Plop..."
There was a loud noise, and the martial arts monk fell under the Jinshui Bridge.
The water in the imperial city's moat is weak water mixed with the underworld, and nothing can sink.
The martial arts monk fell into the water and was submerged by the moat water before he even had time to struggle.
King Jing Zhao Zhi's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. This old man had no idea where he came from. His cultivation was not obvious, but he was so mysterious that even a second-grade martial arts monk couldn't react.
