Niu Mandi, who was standing on the steps in front of Yin'an Palace, felt a strong sense of uneasiness. Tang Jiusheng dared to break into his palace alone. This was something he had never expected. So he ambushed the two hundred elite cavalry in the palace.

He also had to go into battle in advance. He believed that Tang Jiusheng definitely had a back-up plan, so he never dared to show his trump card. The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court, and the higher the status, the more he cherishes his life. At least that's how Niu Mandi sees it.

Yes, deep down he couldn't understand what Tang Jiusheng was thinking. If it were him, he would never do this.

In the small square, the four people who were fighting against each other were fighting extremely fiercely. Pu Xuan used his bamboo stick to attack Wu Shiyun's dagger. After a short adjustment, the old monk had recovered most of his energy, and he could barely fight against Wu Shiyun.

He was able to do it with ease, but unfortunately the old monk was merciful and only wanted to injure the enemy, and was unwilling to kill him, so he was a little restrained. Wu Shiyun was different, and his attack must be a killing move, so the two of them fought inextricably.

Here Tang Jiusheng was holding a saber made of ordinary fine steel. He fought with Zheng Zhaozong for less than ten rounds, but the situation was already full of dangers. Without paying attention, the saber in his hand was cut into two pieces by Zheng Zhaozong. Tang Jiusheng only discarded half of it.

Saber, fighting Zheng Zhaozong with his bare hands, Tang Jiusheng estimated that half of his Qi Energy Storage Pills had been consumed, and he would be in trouble if he continued like this.

While Tang Jiusheng was using Lingbo Shen, he was talking to Zheng Zhaozong with a playful smile, "Old Zheng, King Pingxi has sent you to assassinate me many times, but you have never succeeded once. It's all in vain. Why do you think you came here?"

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Zheng Zhaozong sneered as he moved in: "You are a prince after all, so you can't understand such a small thing? We assassinated you a hundred times, and even if ninety-nine times failed, what does it matter? As long as it succeeds,

Once, you are finished! No matter how many killers are lost, as long as they can kill you, it is earned, and it is earned with blood. Let us give an example, even if it is Wu Shiyun or Ye Zhiqiu, even if the entire Luoyu Pavilion

The killers are all dead. As long as they kill you, wouldn’t it be a success? So, our prince is much better at settling accounts than you are!"

Tang Jiu Sheng turned upside down to avoid the light of Zheng Zhaozong's sword that was slashing like a fierce tiger down the mountain. He shook his head and said: "Old Zheng, what you said makes sense, but your prince is unpopular! Moreover, it seems that you are talking like this.

If you kill me, you can have everything. Go back and advise your prince to stop messing around. The land is full of cows and pig heads that can’t be raised. Aren’t you going to lose all the resources you brought in with so much effort?"

Zheng Zhaozong paused the attack, showed the calloused palm of his right hand to Tang Jiusheng, and asked with a smile: "My lord, have you seen it? You have also practiced swordsmanship. You know that the calluses on this hand are the price of practicing swordsmanship.

But if we don’t do this, can we achieve a very high level of swordsmanship? And hard work is only one of the necessary conditions for success. What’s more important is that if you can’t practice martial arts truly, you won’t achieve anything great after practicing for a lifetime!”

Tang Jiusheng was a little confused and asked tentatively: "Old Zheng, what do you mean by this?"

Zheng Zhaozong grinned and said: "It's very simple. My prince invested some capital in Niu Mandi, but this is not all of the prince's resources, because no one knows whether Niu Mandi will succeed. But if he does

Is it really successful? Are the resources we put in getting rich returns? As long as we invest, there will be risks. You are just farming, and you have to rely on the sky for food! God, the wind and rain are not smooth,

Otherwise, there will be nothing to gain, so my prince is already prepared for investment failure!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed loudly and said: "Old Zheng, it's rare that you dare to say such a thing to me. I guess the reason why you dare to say this is because you must have regarded me as a dead person in your heart before you dare to say that. I'm not wrong, right?

?”

Zheng Zhaozong gave a thumbs up and praised: "The prince is the prince, and he is indeed a smart man! Don't worry, today next year, I will personally go to the prince's grave to pay homage! The prince can practice martial arts to a very young age.

Such a situation deserves the respect of me, Lao Zheng. I am at your age.

At that time, my martial arts was not even at the third level. My lord, you are already very powerful! However, no matter what secret technique you practiced, you have already reached the limit today, but you are still no match for me, Mr. Zheng. This is not your fault, lord.

Lao Zheng is not ashamed, after all, you have tried your best, my lord!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed so hard, "Old Zheng, your joke is really good! I like it, you know? I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, do you know why?" Zheng Zhaozong shook his head.

Tang Jiusheng sighed and said: "Because I'm afraid that others will say that I, who was born in the Imperial Master's Mansion, am a useless person who can only rely on my father and ancestors. More importantly, when I was seven years old, during the battle by Yueming Lake, my mother

In order to save our siblings, I fought against two masters from the Great Xia Tingfu. Unfortunately, I was seriously injured and passed away three years later. From then on, I understood that it is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. Only when you are stronger can you be safe.

Protection, and even the ability to protect others. Just like today, if no one else is around and my martial arts is not good, will I fall into your hands? Otherwise, you think I am crazy and let Zen Master Pu Xuan deal with Wu Ye

Yun, shall I deal with you?"

Zheng Zhaozong smiled in surprise: "According to what the prince said, does the prince have any tricks to save his life?"

Tang Jiusheng smiled brightly and said with a serious face: "Old Zheng, I have never drawn my sword! Of course, I actually know that it is useless for me to draw my sword. I can do everything with my internal strength, sword skills, and knife skills.

Not as good as you. Look, after all I am also a prince, and I have a higher title than yours, Prince Pingxi. Look, if we two start a fight again, would you be merciful? That way, if one day you can no longer get along with Yin Quan,

You can also work under me. Having more friends means more paths. A master like you, Lao Zheng, is welcome wherever he goes, right?"

Zheng Zhaozong almost burst into tears with laughter. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty is indeed a shrewd businessman. What he said makes so much sense! But Your Majesty forgot one thing. Although you are a prince, your Majesty is still just a county."

Wang, but if my prince becomes the emperor, I will be the founding father of the country! I follow you, Prince Wei, but you have no thoughts of rebellion. No matter how I live, I will always be two levels lower than following the founding emperor! Right?

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Zheng Zhaozong handed the bloody sword to his right hand, played two tricks with it, and said: "Even if you follow the current emperor, you will only be able to become an official or nobleman like Zhenguo. How can you enjoy the pleasure of founding a country?"

Tang Jiusheng smiled bitterly and said: "Old Zheng, I still don't understand your thoughts. If your prince's rebellion fails, wouldn't you suffer a big loss? Why not follow the current emperor, who can do his best and be safe at the same time!"

Zheng Zhaozong waved his hand and said: "My lord, you don't understand! What's the use of following an emperor who can even bully eunuchs? He can only make you angry and make you a prince in anger, that's all.

Oh! Besides, it’s not like he doesn’t have talented people under his command. When I get to him, I can’t show myself. Just like your father, Tang Fulong, has been a national advisor for most of his life. When he got old, the imperial advisor was also withdrawn. How many

It’s chilling! I don’t tolerate that kind of anger! Even if Prince Pingxi fails to accomplish anything, the worst I can do is escape into the world. With my ability, Lao Zheng, who can do anything to me?”

While Zheng Zhaozong was speaking, he suddenly waved the bloody knife in his hand again, and a red sword energy rushed towards Tang Jiusheng like a horse. Tang Jiusheng touched the ground with his feet and stamped on the ground. Dust and dust rose everywhere, and Tang Jiusheng stood up in the dust.

He stood up and dodged the sudden sword light. Tang Jiu Sheng was in mid-air and laughed loudly: "Old Zheng, you have gone too far. For a master who has been famous for a long time, you suddenly start an undeclared war like this. It is really too much."

Too much!"

Before Tang Jiu Sheng finished speaking, Zheng Zhaozong attacked one after another. The sword energy on the blade of the blood knife was sharp, and the sword energy outside the blood knife was also turbulent. Even the air seemed to be split. Tang Jiu Sheng relied on the lightness of Ling Bodian and left

He dodged to the right, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, which made people tremble with fear. Old monk Pu Xuan was also frightened watching on the sidelines. If he hadn't talked to Tang Jiusheng last night, he would have been mentally prepared.

I had to jump over and help at this moment.

Zheng Zhaozong slashed seven or eight times in a row, but Tang Jiu Sheng could only be forced to do it with a few blows.

However, Tang Jiu Sheng showed no fear and calmly looked at the blood knife in Zheng Zhaozong's hand, and suddenly turned off the Qi Machine Energy Storage Pill. Zheng Zhaozong instantly felt Tang Jiu Sheng's Qi Machine suddenly retract, and Zheng Zhaozong stopped the knife.

He smiled in surprise and joked: "My lord, are you exhausted, are you ready to give up the struggle and take the initiative to help me, Old Zheng?"

Tang Jiusheng leaned back, stepped back a few steps, and got out of Zheng Zhaozong's attack range. Then he replied seriously: "Old Zheng, what you said is wrong. How can you show your trump card during the warm-up period? I am not here today."

The reason why I dare to break into Niu Mandi's house is because I have prepared a magic weapon, a magic weapon that can surprise and win, so I dare to come here so boldly!"

Zheng Zhaozong asked with a look of disbelief: "Magic weapon? What kind of magic weapon can you have? Take it out and let me see! I really don't believe it. No matter how high a magic weapon you have, what can you do? It is impossible to suddenly have it."

Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals will come down to earth to capture us, right? We don’t seem to have violated any laws of heaven! We are not ghosts in hell. You can’t invite two great mages to come and recite a spell and capture us.

Got it!"

Tang Jiusheng was furious and took out a gold medal from his arms, "Old Zheng, this is the gold medal given by the emperor to our Tang family. With it, you can kill first and then play. Whether it is you or Niu Mandi, I can kill you first."

Cut it off, and then report it back to the current Holy One, do you understand? If you know what’s going on, kneel down and kowtow, I’ll be in a better mood, maybe I can be soft-hearted for a moment and spare your lives!”

Zheng Zhaozong laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. It turned out that the prince's magic weapon was actually the gold medal given by the Tang family! Zheng Zhaozong couldn't stop laughing wildly, "Okay, okay! Your prince's gold medal is indeed effective! I will kill the prince later and take it again."

Use this gold medal to deal with your subordinates who surrounded the palace, this should be a good thing!" Zheng Zhaozong showed a fierce look in his eyes, and pressed towards Tang Jiusheng with a knife, laughing secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that this kid turned out to be a fool! Don't talk about me, just

The cows everywhere have turned against each other. The imperial gold medal is just like a dog tag!

Tang Jiusheng looked horrified and shouted loudly: "Old Zen Master, let's run! Zheng Zhaozong is not even afraid of me, who holds the gold medal given by the emperor. He has gone crazy. Let's run! If we run late, this kid will get mad, so we two will

We have to explain everything here! There are no masters outside to support him, and we can't defeat him even if we work together! Run!" Tang Jiusheng ran like flying towards the front door of the fake Jiannan Prince's Mansion.

Everyone inside and outside the square in front of the Yin'an Palace was stunned by Tang Jiusheng's sudden arrival and inexplicable actions. Pu Xuan reacted quickly. He moved his feet to the ridge of the west wing, and Tang Jiusheng ran away.

He was stupid and stayed here as cannon fodder. The combination of Zheng Zhaozong and Wu Shiyun would definitely kill him. Seeing that Pu Xuan wanted to leave, Wu Shiyun gave a loud shout and stabbed the old monk with a dagger in his back.

The old monk turned his head sharply in mid-air and dropped the bamboo stick in his hand. He threw the bamboo stick at Wu Shiyun like a spear. Wu Shiyun shrank his neck in fear and sank down suddenly.

, when he landed on the ground with his feet and jumped up again, Pu Xuan had already stepped on the ridge of the roof, jumped towards the back of the wing, and disappeared from Wu Shiyun's sight.

When Wu Shiyun climbed up to the ridge of the roof, when he looked again, the old monk had already passed over two ridges of the roof and escaped from Niu Mandi's mansion. Wu Shiyun had no choice but to return to Yin'an Hall and came to the burial site of his two nephews.

They were preparing to dispose of the bodies of the two nephews. At this time, Zheng Zhaozong had already intercepted Tang Jiusheng who was trying to escape in the second courtyard. He laughed happily and stretched out his hand and said: "Come, Your Majesty, take your magic weapon."

Take out the gold medal so I can tell them a joke! Hahahaha..."

Zheng Zhaozong's laughter continued, but Tang Jiusheng's expression suddenly changed. The Seven Emotions Sword behind him was unsheathed like lightning. He touched the ground with both feet and thrust forward. With a flick of his wrist, a green sword energy rippled through the air.

Ripples came from the sky and struck Zheng Zhaozong head-on. Zheng Zhaozong did not expect that Tang Jiusheng would suddenly draw his sword and take action. In a panic, he hurriedly swept backwards and slid out three to four feet away. Before he could stand still, Tang Jiusheng was already following him.
Chapter completed!