"Your Majesty, don't talk to him anymore. You can quickly climb the tower and seize the imperial flag. As long as the Martial Saint recognizes it, he will not dare to act rashly."
Gu Yuanjun's sharp eyes saw that King Jing had gotten rid of many people and rushed towards this place, and he quickly shouted to Han Wang Zhao Ying.
Only then did King Zhao Ying of Han realize that although the dragon-riding warrior sage had spoken in advance, as long as he did not violate the rules he had set, it would not affect the fight for the dragon.
But as long as he captures the imperial flag, he will be fighting for the dragon to win. I think the Dragon Riding Martial Saint will definitely protect him.
When the time comes, it will be no longer a matter of course for Kunyang Zhenren to be alone.
When he thought of this, Han Wang Zhao Ying's whole body was filled with true energy. He flashed and walked quickly towards the stairs of the imperial city.
"Where to go!"
Master Kunyang, who was watching eagerly from the side, had already noticed this place. When he saw the King of Han Zhao Ying leaving, he patted the King of Han Zhao Ying from the air with one hand.
As the mana surged wildly, a solid mana hand was generated out of thin air, carrying gusts of wind, and fell from the sky.
Before the powerful hand of magic has arrived, the powerful power of the first-grade monk has already swept out.
"Holy Lord, be careful!"
Gu Yuanjun's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a loud shout. The long knife in his anxious hand suddenly turned into a sharp sword light, and slashed towards the magic hand.
Duguhong on the side was not idle either. The flying sword in his hand quickly flew out and slashed towards the powerful mana hand.
The remaining monks also blasted more than a dozen radiant magic weapons towards the powerful magic hand.
"boom!"
With a huge roar, the entire imperial city seemed to be shaken. Gu Yuanjun and others crossed two realms and clashed with Master Kunyang. ,
Although Master Kunyang just made a casual attack, and nearly ten of their third-grade monks tried their best to resist it, the strength of the first-grade monks was too strong, and they were all knocked away immediately and fell to the ground seriously injured.
All the magic weapons lost their aura and were completely scrapped.
Even the imperial city, which was protected by a large defensive formation, had several tiny cracks in the ground at this time.
On the Jinshui Bridge, many people were staggered by the terrifying aftermath and immediately stopped, trying to stabilize themselves first.
King Jing Zhao Zhi and others who were still behind them did not pay attention to the shock. They took advantage of the situation and quickly passed through the crowd with their elite monks and ran towards the imperial city.
"Buzz..."
Feeling the powerful mana fluctuations here, the city defense formation suddenly shone with countless arrays of light, absorbing all the escaping mana fluctuations. The imperial city immediately stopped shaking, and even some cracks on the city towers also appeared in the blink of an eye. , restored to its original state.
The King of Han Zhao Ying relied on the obstruction of Gu Yuanjun and others and was only slightly injured, but he still successfully climbed the stairs of the imperial city tower.
For a fourth-level martial arts monk, it only takes three breaths to step onto the tower.
As long as you take off the imperial flag, you will win.
King of Han Zhao Ying poured his true energy into his legs, and his figure swept up the stairs like lightning.
Seeing the imperial flag on top of the city tower, Han Wang Zhao Ying suddenly became happy and stretched out his hand to grab the imperial flag.
But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him: "Death!"
Then his spiritual consciousness sensed that thousands of silver lights behind him were like countless silver swords, stabbing towards his back. ,
However, Master Kunyang saw that He Ping'an's small tripod was like a tortoise shell. Although the light was dim, it had not been broken through.
Here, the King of Han Zhao Ying had already climbed onto the tower. In an instant, he voluntarily gave up on He Ping'an and chose to attack and kill the King of Han Zhao Ying.
A strong wind blew behind him. Although Han Wang Zhao Ying's movement was fast, it was not as fast as the first-level monk's magic weapon.
I could only feel the cold wind blowing behind me, biting and freezing.
But he closed his eyes, jumped up, and grabbed the imperial flag.
This is what he has longed for all his life. Even if he dies, he must hold this imperial flag in his hands.
But according to the speed at which he jumped up, compared with the speed of the silver fly whisk, it was obvious that he would be pierced by the silver fly whisk first, and then fall under the imperial flag. Even if he died, he would not be able to touch the imperial flag.
At this time, King Jing Zhao Zhi, who came from the side, also saw this scene, with a proud smile flashing in his eyes.
By this time, he was no longer in a hurry. As long as the King of Han Zhao Ying died, he would be the unwavering master of Daxuan.
However, in the midst of the electric light and flint, a golden talisman suddenly flew out from the oblique thorn, and then the golden light was generous, and it immediately blocked all the thousands of silver threads in the silver light whisk.
"Doctor Qin..."
King Zhao Ying of Han Dynasty looked happy. He glanced at Doctor Qin who appeared to the side from the corner of his eyes. He didn't know when he had appeared here. He had just held out a golden talisman in his hand, which happened to block Master Kunyang's attack.
"not good!"
Master Kunyang's expression changed, and all his mana was poured into the silver fly whisk. Thousands of silver threads were like upright steel needles, fiercely inserted into the golden talisman, completely tearing it into pieces.
However, even with such a short moment of obstruction, Han Wang Zhao Ying had already grasped the imperial flag fluttering in the wind with the bright yellow character "Xuan" tattooed on it.
"I got it!"
Zhao Ying, the king of Han, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with ecstasy on his face, and raised the imperial flag high in his hand.
The dream of more than forty years finally came true, which made Han Wang Zhao Ying unhappy.
"waste!"
King Jing Zhao Zhi's face was covered with frost, he said coldly, and then the long knife from his waist flew out automatically, flashing sharp light, and slashed towards Han King Zhao Ying.
"Zhao Zhi, do you dare to take action against me?"
The ecstasy on the face of King Zhao Ying of Han Dynasty had just appeared on his face when he was broken by the astonishing move of King Zhao Zhi of King Jing, and he woke up from the ecstasy.
"Why don't you dare? As long as I kill you, without a prince, the Martial Saint can only make me the emperor!"
King Jing Zhaozhi looked crazy. At this time, he had no way out.
If the battle for the dragon fails, he knows what he will face.
While the dragon-riding martial saint in the void is still far away, killing the King of Han will give him a chance of survival.
"boom!"
King of Han Zhao Ying's body was full of true energy, and he used infinite palm power to greet the long sword, but his figure took advantage of the momentum and floated towards the back.
Being reminded by Jing Wang Zhao Zhi, Kunyang's eyes shrank for a while, and he gritted his teeth. If he didn't succeed, he would be benevolent. If he said it before, he still had a way out.
But by this time, he had no way out.
Once King Jing Zhaozhi failed, he, a person who defected before the battle, would definitely be the first person to establish his power after King Zhao Ying of Han came to the throne.
He could even think of Zhao Ying, the king of Han, sitting in the Jinluan Palace and saying with a smile: "You all have worked hard to protect me when I ascend the throne, so I will kill a first-grade monk Kunyang Zhenren to help you."
No, we can't let this happen... Kunyang Zhenren gritted his teeth, and all his magic power surged out again. The silver light whisk shined brightly, and he stabbed towards Han Wang Zhao Ying again.
Seeing that Han Wang Zhao Ying was suddenly attacked from two sides, he was about to be completely torn apart by two terrifying attacks.
Gu Yuanjun and others collapsed on the ground, looking at everything in front of them but unable to do anything.
At this moment, a dark golden light fell from the sky and instantly fell between the two attacks and Han Wang Zhao Ying.
It was He Ping'an's clone, the Three Crazy Taoist.
All the attacks falling on the three crazy Taoists were like mud cows entering the sea. Without causing any ripples, they were directly submerged by the dark golden light and disappeared completely.
"kill!"
As soon as the three crazy Taoists appeared, Jing Wang Zhao Zhi's expression changed, and then a trace of determination flashed across his face, he roared, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Han Wang Zhao Ying behind He Pingan.
"Martial Saint, save me!"
The king of Han, Zhao Ying, was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He advanced instead of retreating, moving closer to He Pingan, because he knew that only the Dragon Riding Martial Saint could protect him at this time.
"stop!"
The dark golden light on He Ping'an's body flashed, and he controlled King Jing Zhao Zhi in place, unable to move.
"No, my throne!"
King Jing Zhaozhi looked crazy, and his whole body was full of real energy, trying to break He Ping'an's shackles, but the gap between the two sides was like a world of difference, and how could he break free.
"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could I have lost to Zhao Ying!"
After a few breaths, Jing Wang Zhao Zhi knew that all resistance was in vain. He was shaking all over. He gritted his teeth and pointed at He Pingan's clone Doctor Qin aside, wishing he could eat him alive.
"Blame me?"
He Ping'an pointed at his nose, but he did not expect that in the end, King Jing Zhao Zhi would actually hate him.
"If you hadn't interfered, I would have already set foot on the imperial city tower."
"If it weren't for you, Master Kunyang would have killed Zhao Ying."
"If it weren't for you, how could Zhao Ying, King of Han, be alive today?"
King Jing Zhao Zhi stared at He Pingan with a look of resentment, and vented all his hatred towards He Pingan for three times in a row.
"hehe......."
At this moment, the clone of He Ping'an and the three crazy Taoists on the side sneered and said slowly: "King Jing Zhao Zhi, you must feel that Doctor Qin brought the people to stop you and you lost the opportunity to fight for the dragon. "
"But you have forgotten that just last night, Qiu Mingyi advised you to save the people, but you were kicked out of the meeting hall."
"If this Qiu Mingyi hadn't been the imperial doctor who had been following you, you would have killed him long ago."
"If you had sent a few people to rescue people in Xuanyang City together with Qiu Ming, how would you have been defeated today?"
"You...how did you know?"
King Jing Zhao Zhi's expression changed several times, and he remembered Qiu Mingyi, the envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital who was driven out by him last night.
The status of Qiu Mingyi, the envoy of Taiyuan Hospital, in the mind of King Zhao Zhi of Jing Dynasty was very different from the status of Dr. Qin in the mind of King Zhao Ying of Han Dynasty.
Qiu Mingyi was from the same clan as King Jing and Princess Jing. Although he was the envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital, he had saved King Jing several times.
With the death of Emperor Jiaming, Qiu Mingyi took the initiative to come to Prince Jing's Mansion and expressed his willingness to assist King Zuo Jing and Zhao Zhi.
However, just last night, King Jing Zhao Zhi showed no mercy to Qiu Ming as his men grew stronger.
He even reprimanded him at that time, saying that in the face of such a big event as fighting for the dragon, he only knew how to kill people, how could he save others.
"Pindao gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you failed..."
The three crazy Taoists spoke slowly and meaningfully.
"turn out to be......"
King Zhao Ying of Han and King Zhao Zhi woke up at the same time and looked at Doctor Qin and Qiu Mingyi who had just climbed onto the tower.
"good!"
Qiu Mingyi, the envoy of Taiyuan Hospital, took the initiative to come over and explained: "Dr. Qin and I received a message from Wu Sheng as early as the death of the late emperor..."
At this time, Han Wang Zhao Ying and Jing Wang Zhao Zhi suddenly understood. It turned out that the suggestions of Doctor Qin and Qiu Mingyi were not groundless at all, but had meaning.
King of Han Zhao Ying could not help but feel scared. Fortunately, although he hesitated and reduced his manpower, he did not completely block the road.
King Jing Zhao Zhi, on the other hand, directly blocked this road.
"Then his broken medicine cauldron and the golden talisman..."
King Jing Zhao Zhi still refused to give up and looked at Doctor Qin on the side.
These methods are obviously beyond the scope of second-grade monks.
Behind the words, it is strange that He Ping'an favors Zhao Ying, the king of Han.
"I also have these..."
At this moment, Qiu Ming sighed, waved his sleeves, and a complete small cauldron and a golden talisman appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing this scene, King Jing Zhao Zhi suddenly turned pale, but still asked without giving up: "Mr. Qiu, since you knew about this earlier, why didn't you tell me earlier..."
"Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."
Qiu Mingyi said with an apologetic look: "If I tell the prince, the prince will be directly canceled the opportunity to compete for the dragon."
Hearing this, King Jing Zhao Zhi sighed and had nothing to say.
At this point, he blames no one but himself for not seizing the opportunity.
"How about it?"
"Zhao Zhi, are you convinced?"
Dark gold light flashed in He Pingan's eyes, and he saw all the expressions of everyone present before continuing: "Actually, you thought the fight for the dragon started in Chen."
"But in fact, after the death of Emperor Jiaming, the fight for the dragon has already begun!"
"But after you expel Qiu Mingyi, it can be said that the outcome has been decided!"
"Have you ever thought about why Pindao established such a dragon-fighting rule?"
At this time, He Pingan naturally did not forget to educate everyone.
Everyone looked at He Ping'an blankly. Han Wang Zhao Ying said tentatively: "Could it be that the Martial Saint wants to warn us that water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it?"
At that time, he felt that the eight words Doctor Qin said sounded good, and it was perfect to use them at this time.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Doctor Qin who was standing aside with his hands tied, his eyes full of gratitude and respect.
Regardless of whether it was the Martial Saint's instruction or not, Dr. Qin was indispensable for his victory in fighting for many dragons.
"Yes, he is worthy of being the new emperor of Daxuan. He can understand this truth in such a short time."
The three crazy Taoists nodded in approval and said, if you can't even remember the truth that I sent to you, then you really need to change the emperor.
After receiving the praise from the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, Han Wang Zhao Ying immediately beamed. At this moment, he looked at Doctor Qin who was standing aside, as if he was his biological father.
If it weren't for Doctor Qin, how could I have been personally recognized as the new emperor of Daxuan by the Dragon-riding Martial Saint.
When He Ping'an saw the reaction of Han Wang Zhao Ying, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. It seemed that he had done a pretty good job as a double yellow.
"The matter of fighting for the dragon has been settled. Since Pindao has personally promised this matter, it cannot be changed!"
The smile on He Pingan's face faded and he said seriously.
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a wisp of mana fell on Han King Zhao Ying. Han King Zhao Ying's aura suddenly surged, and he instantly broke through the barrier of fourth-level cultivation and became a third-level martial artist.
Then several more golden talismans fell on Han King Zhao Ying, spinning around him, and then slowly disappeared.
Although everyone did not know the specific effect of this talisman, they only felt it slightly and discovered that the terrifying pressure on the golden talisman was just a trace, which made everyone tremble.
Everyone understood that with these talismans protecting Han King Zhao Ying, ordinary monks would no longer be able to assassinate him easily.
"Thank you Dragon Riding Martial Saint!"
Han Wang Zhao Ying suddenly showed ecstasy. He received the original mana given by He Ping'an and instantly broke through the third level of cultivation.
But the root body still contains most of the original mana, and there is still a lot of room for breakthroughs in the future.
He Ping'an nodded. In his eyes, Han Wang Zhao Ying's luck had completely turned into a five-clawed green dragon with long teeth and five claws. He soared into the clouds and mist and became the Lord of the Great Mystery. This was irreversible.
At this moment, among the monks brought by King Jing Zhao Zhi, Liu Ding stepped forward and knelt down first: "Weak minister Liu Ding, pay your respects to the Holy One, long live my emperor!"
Liu Ding knelt on the ground, feeling anxious.
At this time, King Jing Zhao Zhi had completely lost. He knew that he was extremely dangerous at this time, and he might be able to survive if he took the lead in expressing his attitude.
Even when King Zhao Ying of Han had just won the throne, it was the right time to hire someone, and he needed the support of the Liu family and his son.
Sure enough, Zhao Ying, the king of Han Dynasty, suddenly smiled happily: "Liu Aiqing has found her way back. The prodigal son has turned back. I am very relieved. Please get up quickly!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Ding immediately felt reassured, knowing that he would not be in any danger in a short period of time.
The remaining followers of Jing Wang Zhao Zhi, one after another, knelt on the ground, shouted long live, and begged Han Wang Zhao Ying for forgiveness.
King Jing Zhao Zhi's face was ugly. He knew that the situation was over and he couldn't help but hate Liu Ding in his heart.
The king of Han, Zhao Ying, looked at the crowd of people kneeling there in darkness and remained silent, but did not let them get up.
At this moment, He Ping'an said solemnly: "What happened here, I will leave here and travel around the world. When I say goodbye, I have a poem to give you!"
Han Wang Zhao Ying's smile did not change: "I am all ears."
He Pingan nodded. Just now, an ancient poem appeared in his mind, which was originally used to warn officials.
But if he reads it in his own capacity, it will naturally serve as a warning to Han Wang Zhao Ying.
He was silent for a moment, and the mood he felt when he just read this poem came to his mind. He was so excited and shocked.
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