Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 486: Chapter 486: Fierce Battle



Facing Saren Agu's question, the Supervisor smiled faintly and said calmly:

"I am only confident in myself."

Saren Agu shook his head slightly: "My disciple is not as arrogant as you. Let's change the bet. I bet Xu Qian'an will die today."

The Supervisor said he had no objection and said: "The bet is the sheep whip in your hand and my Tianji disk."

Saren Agu smiled and said: "Why not!"

After the words fell, the two seemed to have established some kind of rules based on this bet.

The physique that the third-grade warrior was proud of was pierced by a sword, and the wound was wriggling, but it could not heal immediately.

The sharp sword intent eroded the vitality of the flesh and blood, delaying the healing speed of the wound.

A mere miscellaneous swordsman who was not in the grade could burst out such a terrible sword intent....... The face of the King of Huai twitched, and he endured the pain.

Anger, jealousy, and murderous intent.

And a trace of fear that he was unwilling to admit..

If Chu Yuanzhen could deliver the second sword, the third sword, or even more sword intent, he might have fallen into the gutter today.

"The Saint of Tianzong, the monk of Qinglong Temple, Chu Yuanzhen, the barbarian girl of Nanjiang..."

The King of Huai said sternly: "After killing Xu Qian'an, none of you can escape. I will kill you even if I chase you to the ends of the earth."

Flame evil, revengeful.

He no longer wastes time chasing these four "ants" and rushes to Nanyuan.

Nanyuan has long been a ruin.

The earth is devastated, the mountains and forests collapse, and the forests are burning, but the sky is overcast and heavy rain may fall at any time.

It is not that the battle between the two disrupted the stability of the elements of heaven and earth. Warriors do not have such cool abilities. All these visions come from Emperor Zhend.

The second level of Taoism is called "crossing the tribulation". The purpose of crossing the tribulation is to condense the Dharma image. The Taoist Dharma image has four powers: Earth, wind, water and fire!

Therefore, the Taoist masters in the cross-tribulation period have initially mastered these four elements of heaven and earth.

If you cultivate to the first level of land immortals, it is easy to change the material elements at will, such as turning stones into gold.

Xu Qian'an was trapped in a chaotic place, and the strong wind split his face like a cut, slowly eroding his Vajra Divine Art? The special effect fire ring on the back of his head was almost blown out.

The surrounding mountains and forests occasionally spewed out flames, trying to burn him.

The ground under his feet? The gravity increased exponentially? Trying to make him lose flexibility.

But the most troublesome thing is the brilliant sword lights wielded by the opponent, and the flying swords that rushed like fire? As fast as lightning.

The sword control technique of the human sect is combined with the heart sword? The combination is the most grinding.

After Shenshu woke up, the two people's soul power had a certain fusion, and they were no longer so afraid of Zhende's soul attack.

But he was still harassed and could not defend himself.

Being close to a warrior means death, but the preparations of the top systems usually have means to save lives.

Zhende's Yangshen rode the strong wind, suddenly moving forward, and suddenly behind, like a ghost.

"Is this all you have?"

Emperor Zhende stood in the wind, overlooking Xu Qi'an below, and sneered:

"If you are only at this level, then I will be a good person and send you to see Wei Yuan."

While speaking, a figure flew in the air, with a naked upper body, revealing knotted muscles, a hideous hole in the chest, and the flesh and blood slowly squirmed, which was difficult to heal.

The breath is not as good as Xu Qi'an Shenshu.

King of Zhenbei!

"It's a pity that a few ants have worn away my fighting power. Otherwise, it would be easy to kill you."

At this moment, the King of Zhenbei and Zhende merged into one, with the third-grade King Huai as the leader. The terrible power swept the world, and the breath shook the sky and dispersed the clouds. It shook the nine underworlds, and the earth roared.

The King of Yan, Nurhejia, was at the peak of the fourth grade of the dual system, known as the strongest under the third grade.

Then, how powerful should Emperor Zhende, who practiced both Taoism and martial arts, and was a second-grade and third-grade?

Too powerful to be below the first grade, almost invincible.

If the King of Zhenbei's state did not fall from the peak of the third grade, the word "almost"

could be ruled out.

"I am already invincible here!"

Zhende said leisurely. At this moment, he seemed to have restrained his malice, calm and

confident, like a high god.

Invincible? Xu Qian'an raised the corner of his mouth.

The palace at this time was already a mess.

The civil and military officials who were frightened by Xu Qi'an were originally going to flee the palace, but they were too late. The gates of the palace were closed and guarded by the imperial guards, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The officials in Beijing were furious and stepped forward to question and scold.

The imperial guards did not buy it, and even drew their swords to intimidate the civil and military officials. After all, they were guarding the palace gates under the orders of His Majesty and the Cabinet.

The civil and military officials had no choice but to return to the Golden Palace, but were surprised to find that it was calm here and nothing happened.

The officials gathered in the hall with wooden expressions, not like the small group of people

at the peak of the dynasty's power, but more like a group of childless and unemployed old people in the outer city health hall.

"What happened? Where is His Majesty, and where is the traitor Xu Qi'an?"

"Gentlemen, say something."

"Gentlemen, say something quickly."

At this time, no matter what the rules were, the civil and military officials swarmed into the

hall.

What to say?

Shangshu, Shilang, Yushi, Jieshizhong, including the nobles and clan members who were tied to the royal family, all had their brains confused at this time.

If it wasn't because Xu Qiyan broke into the palace, that dog thief surnamed Xu dared to kill

even the Duke of Guo, no one would find it strange when he rebelled.

What really confused the minds of the officials was Xu Qiyan's words: The former emperor

was chaste.

It was Yuan Jingdi's words: You actually know my identity.

The son is the father, and the father is the son?

"Your Majesty, the former emperor..."

An imperial censor murmured: "Teleport out of the palace with Xu Qiyan."

The influx of Beijing officials broke the silence, and a buzzing sound began to sound. Xu Qiyan single-handedly broke into the palace, slashing and killing the imperial guards who blocked him all the way, and disappeared in the Golden Palace with His Majesty.

"We can't wait like this, we have to go out of the palace to rescue His Majesty."

"But His Majesty's order is for us to wait here."

"That's not right. Your Majesty is the king of a country. It doesn't make sense to let the palace guards and the imperial guards stand by and kill the enemy yourself."

"This order is indeed a bit strange and unreasonable..."

How can anyone who can get to the morning court be a fool?

In the crowd, Qin Yuandao suddenly screamed: "The handwritten letter is fake, it's fake!"

He ignored the civil servants and looked at the master and the nobles: "Hurry up and ask someone to open the city gate and mobilize the five battalions of the imperial guards to rescue His Majesty."

No matter whether the handwritten letter is true or false, Qin Yuandao will classify it as a fake. For him, His Majesty's life is more important than anything else, because if His Majesty encounters an accident, he will not live long.

Therefore, it is the best choice to encourage the army and warriors to go out to rescue His Majesty. Even if the handwritten letter is really left by His Majesty, he will never admit it now. Qin Yuandao glared at the nobles: "You don't want the credit for protecting the emperor?"

The nobles and clan members were moved. Immediately, some people walked out of the Jinluan Palace, crossed the square, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and walked towards the Meridian Gate.

The Meridian Gate was closed, and the imperial guards moved to Luzhai to block the way.

A noble strode over and shouted: "Open the door quickly, gather people, and go with us to

rescue His Majesty."

The imperial guards ignored him. They only listened to the emperor. The handwritten letter with the jade seal and the cabinet seal was more effective than anyone else's words.

Another noble came in aggressively: "Open the door!"

The imperial guards still ignored him and pressed the handle of the knife.

A prince pointed his spear and shouted angrily: "Why don't you open the gate quickly?"

When the royal family members joined in, the imperial guards wavered and argued: "Your Majesty has ordered that no one can go out."

"You bastard, that's fake. Your Majesty has been teleported out of the palace by the traitor Xu

Qi'an. If you don't open the city gate, if anything happens to Your Majesty, you will kill all

nine clans."

Qin Yuandao stood up and threatened.

The imperial guards behind Luzhai looked at each other and became more shaken.

Outside the crowd, Prime Minister Wang looked at the people around him and said calmly:

"Your Highness, this is the time for you to come forward."

The prince narrowed his eyes, looked at the messy Meridian Gate, shook his head and said:

"The people have been dealt with, the city gate will be opened soon, and the imperial guards will rescue my father."

Prince Minister Wang said faintly: "I asked you to close the door, no one can go out."

The prince was startled and said in a lost voice: "Prince Minister, why do you say that."

"Prince, you know that His Majesty is no longer in the palace."

"I know."

"Prince, you know that Xu Qian'an wants to kill the king and rebel." "Humph, this kid is so bold."

"Don't you think this is a good opportunity, Prince?"

The prince took several steps back after hearing this, looking at Wang Shoufu like a madman.

"Your Majesty is over fifty, with thick black hair and pure and passionate cultivation. And you, Prince, are twenty-six this year. If you wait any longer, you will be gray-haired. How long will

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Wang Shoufu said frankly: "The prince has been in the Eastern Palace for more than ten years. Could it be that he has developed feelings for it? With your Majesty's current situation, he has achieved success in cultivation and has prolonged his life. Your Highness has been in the Eastern Palace year after year. Do you see any hope?

"You have been in the Eastern Palace for more than ten years. If you sit for another ten years,

do you still have a chance? Even if you ascend the throne in the future, how many years can you sit on the throne?

"My humble words may be offensive, but they are all for the sake of the prince. Your Highness, please think twice."

The prince's expression was changing, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with

ecstasy, excitement, confusion, fear, timidity, and ruthlessness... The complexity of his eyes was astonishing.

He seemed to have made some kind of decision, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and

walked quickly towards the Meridian Gate.

"Shut up, all of you!"

The prince shouted loudly, interrupting the offensive of the nobles and the royal family, and

also letting the imperial guards breathe a sigh of relief. Everyone looked over, and their eyes were focused on the prince.

If he made a mistake in this step, he might be doomed forever... Thinking of this, the prince

gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"How can you gather at the Meridian Gate? My father has ordered that no one can leave the

palace."

Qin Yuandao hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the handwriting is fake."

The prince's eyes were sharp: "Asshole, can't you recognize my father's handwriting? Can't

you recognize the jade seal?"

Looking at the prince, the gentlemen vaguely understood.

No one spoke anymore, and everyone understood.

Emperor Yuan Jing has been practicing Taoism for twenty years. How many people have

secretly longed for the new emperor to take the throne?

........

Although the gates of the capital were closed, it did not have much impact on most people

who did not need to leave the city. Instead, the turmoil outside the gates of the imperial city

this morning was jaw-dropping and impressive.

Xu Yinluo threw a head over the imperial city, and one man killed his way into the imperial

city with a knife.

As for the words he shouted before, the sentence "When a common man is angry, blood will

splatter five steps, and the whole world will be in mourning", has long been spread with every

mouth.

"What a tyrant, cutting off the food and grass of a hundred thousand troops, and framing loyal ministers together with treacherous ministers, Dafeng has such a tyrant, how can it not

be destroyed?" "This, this, is really unbelievable. It's not that I don't trust Xu Yinluo. It's just that you have

to know that Wei Yuan is the head of the night watchman's office."

"What do you mean by this? Xu Yinluo is the kind of person who slanders the emperor for personal revenge?"

"That's right, since Xu Yinluo said so, it is absolutely true."

In general, the people still trust Xu Qian'an. The court and Emperor Yuan Jingdi broke the

hearts of the people in the capital in the Chuzhou massacre.

But the emperor is the emperor after all, the ruler of a country, with a high status, and the

whole Dafeng belongs to him. It is indeed unreasonable and hard to convince people that the emperor would do such a thing of colluding with the enemy country.

"Then there was no movement. We waited outside the city for a long time, only to see the city

gate closed, and did not see Xu Yinluo again."

"After Xu Yinluo rushed into the city, there was no sound. I hope he did not encounter any

accident."

"Let's wait and see. Although I believe in Xu Yinluo, this matter is too big. Wait for the follow-up... I still don't believe that His Majesty would do such a thing. He is the emperor."

In the market, in the restaurant, in the brothel, wherever there are people, people are talking

about this matter.

There are believers and disbelievers.

They are all waiting and waiting for the truth.

.......

Joan of Arc no longer has to fear fighting with Xu Qi'an. The frenzied strong wind boosts his

speed. The afterimage is still there, and the body is behind Xu Qi'an.

The warrior's premonition of crisis allows Xu Qi'an to detect the abnormality behind him in

advance, but what is faster than him is the roar of Emperor Joan of Arc's soul. More than a dozen magic weapons were damaged in the battle. He could only use this

primitive method to launch a soul attack on this crude warrior.

The warrior encountered a mental attack from the second-grade tribulation and fell into a

short freeze.

The unparalleled fist of the King of Zhenbei burst out and hit Xu Qiyan's chest hard.

Bang!

Between heaven and earth, a loud bell sounded.

Xu Qiyan flew backwards. During the process, he stretched out his palm and pointed at the

Emperor Zhendde who was chasing him, and said in a deep voice:

"No killing!"

Invalid.

"Turning back is the shore!"

Invalid.

"Be compassionate!"

Invalid.

The Buddhist precepts are useless to the second-grade Taoist masters. Shenshu is just a broken arm. There are very few Buddhist spells that can be performed except

the precepts, especially the Arhat fruit position and Buddhist Dharma images. He can't do

anything.

At least this arm can't do it.

Ding Ding!

Two sword lights suddenly cut sparks on Xu Qi'an's body, but the power was not great,

because this was the sword of the heart.

The heart kills the soul.

But this time, the sword of the heart did not work, because Xu Qi'an put his hands together

and sat cross-legged while flying backwards.

Sixth level of Buddhism: Zen Master!

When the bald donkeys of Buddhism take this posture, they are invulnerable to all kinds of

attacks.

Sitting meditation.

Joan of Arc approached like a ghost, holding Xu Qi'an's head. As she pushed and retreated, the

surrounding scenery turned into phantoms. At a certain moment, Xu Qi'an's back hit a hard object.

That was the city wall.

Joan of Arc pressed his head and pushed back to the capital in one breath.

The whole city wall trembled, and the wall lit up with array patterns, offsetting the terrible

impact force.

There are arrays in the border city, let alone the capital.

Bang!

Xu Qi'an hit Emperor Joan of Arc with a headbutt and knocked him out.

Joan of Arc slid back gracefully, her fighting spirit high.

Last time in Chuzhou, this person swallowed a quarter of a blood pill, and used the secret

technique of burning blood essence to forcibly increase his strength to the second grade. This time, there was no blood pill for him to burn, unless he burned Xu's blood essence. But he could choose to retreat, make full use of the advantages of Taoist magic to deal with

him, and wait for Xu Qi'an to exhaust his blood essence before coming back to harvest heads. The situation in Chuzhou could not be replicated.

In addition, although the evil creature under Sangpo was a Buddhist, he did not have the true

core ability of Buddhism (Arhat fruit position, Bodhisattva Dharma), and Xu Qi'an was just a

warrior, and their abilities overlapped.

On the other hand, he had a perfect dual system of martial arts and Taoism. Sword lights chopped off his body and produced dazzling sparks, but in terms of physical

body, this kid was invincible, and the swordsmanship of the human sect could not cause much

damage to him.

After Joan of Arc was knocked away by a head hammer, she did not immediately counterattack

and fight.

He put his fingers together like swords, pointed them toward the sky, and said, "Fly the

sword!"

After a while, a buzzing sound came from the city, as if a swarm of locusts was coming.

The soldiers on the top of the city were still immersed in the sudden "earthquake" just now. They bravely looked down and found that Xu Yinluo was fighting with someone else. The opponent of the fight was a middle-aged man with bare upper body and muscular body.

The lower-level soldiers had never seen the appearance of the King of Huai, so they could not

recognize him.

At this time, when they heard the "buzzing" sound and looked back, they were stunned.

In the city, iron swords floated in the air and gathered outside the city.

They were so numerous, like a swarm of locusts, that it was impossible to estimate.

"God, immortal..."

The soldiers raised their heads and murmured.

There is no shortage of experts in the capital. Some people have already noticed the fluctuations of the qi outside the city. When the scene of ten thousand swords flying across the sky appeared, those people could no longer hold back and flew into the air from all places,

or leaped between the roofs, and rushed to the outer city.

Among these experts attracted by the battle, a small number came from the outer city, and

most of them came from the inner city and the imperial city.

He deliberately pushed me back to the capital. Did he want the five battalions of the imperial

army to take action and increase the chance of winning? Xu Qian'an's ears moved slightly, and

heard the buzzing and trembling sound of "iron tools". Ten thousand swords flew across the sky and gathered above Emperor Yuan Jing. They were

like strictly trained soldiers, returning to their positions. Some became the hilts, some

became the sword bodies, and some became the sword tips... A giant sword that was sixty feet long was slowly taking shape.

The people in the outer city only needed to look up to see half of the terrible giant sword

protruding from the city wall in the distance.

On the top of the city, warriors ignored the rules and were good at climbing the city wall,

standing on the horse road and watching this scene.

They were first shocked by the terrifying giant sword, and then they remembered to see who

was so powerful.

It didn't matter if they didn't look, but when they did, they were shocked.

"Prince Huai?!"

"Prince Zhenbei!!"

Exclamations were heard everywhere.

At this time, more warriors came and climbed the city wall, and heard the exclamations.

Prince Huai?

Didn't Prince Huai die? Didn't he die in the Chuzhou massacre? The people who came later landed on the horse road with doubts, leaned against the parapet,

and looked down at the person under the giant sword.

"Prince Huai?!"

Dumbfounded.

"Is it really Prince Huai, or someone disguised himself? Why is he fighting with Xu Yinluo?

How did Xu Yinluo become like this? Wait, when will Xu Yinluo fight Prince Huai?"

Someone stuttered.

Xu Qian'an was pitch black, with a ring of flames floating on the back of his head. His

temperament was majestic and sharp, like a god or a demon. If it weren't for the knife and the face, no one would have recognized him. The people around him remained silent and could not answer. Whether it was the authenticity

of the identity of the King of Huai or Xu Yinluo's strange confrontation with the King of Huai,

these questions were obviously beyond the scope.

At this time, several high-ranking warriors who came from the imperial city, and some guests

from the nobles' houses, said quietly:

"Have you forgotten? This morning Xu Yinluo angrily rebuked Your Majesty and threatened

to make the whole country in mourning. He wanted to rebel." Hearing this, the warriors who did not know the truth looked at each other:

"Ah, it is true. I did not believe Xu Yinluo's words, but now that I see the King of Huai has

come back to life, I suddenly feel a little uncertain."

"I heard from my master that the King of Huai was dismembered by a mysterious master that

day, and he died very thoroughly."

"What exactly happened? Duke Wei died in battle, Xu Yinluo rebelled, and the King of Huai

was possessed..."

"Just ask!"

Someone said, and then held the parapet and shouted to the bottom:

"Xu Yinluo, what happened, who was the person you fought with? Was it really the King of

Huai? Is what you said at the gate of the imperial city this morning true?"