The Emperor Xia was poisoned and was at stake. The news finally spread. In the palace, the forces of all parties had too many eyeliners. Such a big movement could not be blocked. EΩ small "said Ww" W. ┡1XIAOSHUO. COM

The forces of all parties were shocked, and even the longevity of the Yongye Gods Church was obviously startled when it received a return, obviously not knowing why it happened in such a change.

Everyone speculates that this matter was caused by Yongye Shenjiao, because if Xia Huang died, in terms of performance, the biggest beneficiary is Yongye Shenjiao.

In less than four years, the Xia Emperor's throne reappeared as a crisis. Xia Mingri's life and death were only in the evening, but the only prince was only three years old, and it was impossible to ascend to the throne.

Daxia fell into a panic. At this time, in front of the ministers and the two officials, Guang Luqing stood up and proposed to invite Haowu Wang to come out and manage the affairs temporarily.

As soon as the proposal came out, the Confucian princes of the DPRK and China immediately agreed, saying that this is the best way.

In the Hall of Zhengguang, Xia Mingri, who had been comatose for a day, suddenly woke up, his eyes were brighter than ever before, and his will was restored to lucidity again.

The image of returning to the light is so clear that the several doctors who had been waiting for it suddenly snapped in their hearts.

"Fu Zhao" Xia Mingri said.

"Yes" several doctors kneeled and buried their heads deeply.

Upon hearing that His Majesty woke up, all the ministers immediately gathered in the Zhengguang Hall, waiting for the summons.

However, the emperor's summons did not wait, and all he did was wait for an edict.

In the depths of the imperial palace, the heavy weight of the country and the magnificent purple air, Xia Mingri came step by step, and the black blood at the corner of his mouth flowed down, dyeing the dragon robe.

At the end of the emperor, the national weapon mourned and whimpered, as if to bid farewell to the person in front of him.

In Ziqi, the stone door was still closed, and the people who entered entered the life and death pains and did not know anything outside the door.

"You emperors, try your best tomorrow, really try your best"

Before Zhen Guozhong, Xia Mingri knelt down and closed his eyes slowly. The tears fell silently. It was powerless and unwilling.

The grandson, Tai Zhi Gong, and Jing Wu Gong walked quickly, watching the figure kneeling in Zi Qi, all in pain.

"Mother, do you say that I am a Mingjun?" Xia Mingri said with a trace of exhaustion in his voice.

"Your Majesty is of course Mingjun, and like the ancestors of the past, well-deserved Mingjun," Chang Sun endured the tears in his eyes and replied.

"That day, the Zhiminghou let me be a good emperor, and I tried hard to do it. I have no words"

The words fell, and Xia Mingri coughed violently with his mouth covered, and the black blood kept overflowing, dripping onto the ground.

"Brother, this throne was originally yours. Now, the tenth brother has returned you"

The last words echoed between the heavens and the earth. After the stone gate, the blood was involved, causing Xia Ziyi who was still suffering from life and death to feel, suddenly opened his eyes, the heart was shocked, the body repulsed itself, and the black and white long dances, reappeared. trillion.

The trembling shock sounded, and the expressions of Tai Chi Gong and Jing Wu Gong changed at the same time.

However, it was too late, the huge stone door opened slowly, Xia Ziyi in a black suit wore out of the forcibly, and the endless gray breath surging, just about to spread, but was forced by the majestic Xia Qi Go back.

At the next moment, a shocked scene appeared. The blocked gray breath was drawn by Xia Ziyi's magic sign, and it suddenly seemed to find a catharsis, and poured into his body frantically.

Dancing long, half of them were immediately dyed white, but Xia Ziyi seemed to be unaware, looking at her figure kneeling in front of her, and her heart felt like a knife.

"tomorrow"

The cry of heartfelt heart, but the kneeling people can't hear it anymore, the emperor's life has come to an end, no regrets in this life.

"Uh" Xia Ziyi felt a sharp pain in her heart. She stepped forward and hugged Xia Mingri, and immediately walked out step by step.

In the night gods, a sarcophagus vibrated in the dark abyss. Soon afterwards, Qian Qianqiu, Xuan Zhi and others flew out and rushed directly towards the direction of the Feather Valley.

At the same time, Wu Jun also stepped out, and the triumphant Hou, who was a hundred miles away, felt immediately and stepped forward to stop.

"Triumphant Hou, your opponent is me"

A strong figure appeared, blocking in front of the triumphant Hou, said lightly.

"Yongye First God"

Seeing the armor on the person in front of him, the look of Triumph Hou sank immediately, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

"Triumphant, don't lose to others"

Wu Jun laughed loudly, and immediately turned into a stream of light to rush towards the Feather Valley.

In Tiancang Academy, the dean stepped out in one step, and not long after, he was already hundreds of miles away.

Wu Jun, the length of the Tian Cangyuan confrontation, the terrible war started, and the peerless powerhouses of the three disasters, with one shot, it was the terrible scene of the landslide.

The dean is very strong, but Wujun is stronger.

The Dean once said that no one in the world could stop Wu Jun, and he could not do it. Therefore, the Dean did not seek victory, only to leave a chance for victory for later people.

The aftermath of the war, destroying everything around, the two of them have no reservations, beckoning the killer.

The more intense the battle, the two will be stained with red, and the blood will be bright and bright.

"President Tian Cang, you let Wu Jun take a look at each other"

Seeing the passage of time, Wu Jun was reluctant to drag on again, and the halberd was celestial. The true yuan was transported to the extreme, and the boundless evil spread, and the ten thousand miles rounded the limit of death.

"Three types of imperial heavens, God of heaven and waste"

The reappearance of the supreme school is more powerful than before. The dean looks down, turns his palms and lifts his breath, and the whole body is scrolled towards the sky.

When the evil spirits touched each other, the two retreated simultaneously, the corners of their mouths were red, and the sky was full of dust. The dean's right chest appeared a scary wound.

The ultimate move, after all, was overwhelmed by evil spirits. After one move, Tian Cang was seriously injured and defeated.

"ended"

Wu Jun fell down with a halberd, and this battle is about to end.

At the critical moment, the distant horizon, two dazzling glory came, and the swords mingled, turned into a fierce front, rushed towards Wujun.

"Yep?"

Wu Jun's halberd greeted the flying sword with a loud noise and stepped back.

"It's you?"

Su Bai's figure was so familiar, Wu Jun's expression calmed down, but I didn't expect to meet again so quickly.

"You are late, if you join hands with him, you may still have a chance. Now, even this last chance is gone," Wu Jun said coldly.

"Perhaps, but if there is a chance, I won't know until I hit it."

Ning Chen stepped up to support the dean, stepped forward, and moved out of the battlefield.

"President, let us do the rest."

After talking, Ning Chen's figure flickered and returned to the battlefield again, looking at the Wu Jun in front of him, the sword started, and said, "Please"

"Then let me see, where does your confidence come from?" Wu Jun responded with fierce halberds, fierce and violent, and Li Tian and Yue Yue came.

Ning Chen stepped back, his figure instantly turned into illusion, the water flashed, and his figure was like a phantom.

Behind Wujun, the big Yin Qingque sword trembled, and lifted the weight lightly, the sword struck the sky, and suddenly cut off.

The sky was greeted, the bang was loud, and the sand was flying.

"The foundation is good, but you are still too young"

In Wujun's hands, the battle halberd was twirled, the force surging out, and immediately the person in front of him was shocked.

Ning Chen stabilized his body, pressed down the turbulent blood in his body, and his eyes narrowed. Wu Jun was indeed Wu Jun. Even after a war, his strength was undoubtedly powerful.

"Volume of the Earth"

Ning Chen waved his sword into the ground, and suddenly, the earth trembles, and the surging sword rushed out.

"Tianshu?"

Wu Jun snorted loudly, halted the prestige of all directions, suddenly shocked, Wan Jian shattered instantly, dissipated invisible.

Seeing that the opponent is strong and unshakable, Ning Chen set foot on the water and shadow body again, and left the love knife in his left hand to ride the wind, light as the leaves of the wind, as fast as Feihong flash.

The sound of sword halberd clashes endlessly, the sword turns like a willow, and touches and walks away, and never stops for half a minute.

Fast and strong, the martial arts confrontation is so splendid, halberd light, knife light constantly flashing out, fierce and beautiful, make people fascinated.

"The Roll of Heaven"

As fast as the wind's sharp knife, the blade suddenly turned around, the blue light was extremely prosperous, like the sky and the ground, suddenly fell.

"boom"

With a loud bang, Wujun's feet sank three inches, and a series of cracks appeared, spreading vertically and horizontally.

"happy"

Wu Jun laughed loudly, turned his palms and shot them.

Ning Chen stepped back while frosting on the sword, and the sword slashed out, frosting surging.

With a loud bang, the palm vibrated to disperse the frost and the sword, and then met with the sword light, a short moment of stagnation, Su Yi moved away, avoiding this powerful palm.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable, it's a pity" Wu Jun's face flashed with regret, said.

"Unfortunately, as long as Wu Junken continues to accept a few points, even if it hits dark, the juniors will accompany" Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.

"Ah"

Wu Jun smiled indifferently, his body's breath surged out, violently pressing the pressure, and the whole body space was constantly mourning.

Ning Chen's expression condensed, the swords were mingled, he knew that the real battle had just begun.

"Three Thousand Miles of Sword Snow"

Seeing Wu Jun getting serious, Ning Chen didn't dare to carelessly, frost on the sword, and the figure was moving, a sword opened to the sky, and three thousand miles of snow drifted.

"Keng"

The sword halberd confronted, Wu Jun did not move, Ning Chen left the sharp knife in his left hand, the white light shined, and it was cut out.

"If you are not in a hurry, I really want to see how far your martial arts can be. Now, back out."

In a sharply changing tone ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The evil energy burst, the magic power was shocked, and the plain clothes in front of Zhen Fei's eyes, blood spilled.

Tens of feet away, Ning Chen landed, stepped back several steps, his eyes were heavy and abnormal, this is Wu Jun's real strength, really not like people.

Just then, a flash of light flashed from afar, and in a blink of an eye, it fell into the battlefield.

"Did I come late?" Mu Chengxue glanced at the blood-stained Ning Chen on his chest and asked softly.

"It's okay, but if it is later, you can really collect the body for me," Ning Chen said with a solemn joke.

"Your sword"

Mu Chengxue ignored the joke, which was not funny, and waved his hand, throwing a bright sword in the past, and said lightly.

Ning Chen took over the sword, and suddenly, the **** veins in the sword spread out, and the waves of blood and mist surged up, a powerful and abnormal breath quickly recovered, and then came back to the world.

"Wujun, the battle just now was not counted. From now on, start again"