Imperial Palace, Fengtian Hall.

The man in white stood alone against thousands of troops, and the great practitioner of the Virtual Flower Realm showed shocking power.

With heavy crossbows and hard bows, and an overwhelming rain of arrows, the contest between the regular army and the great martial arts practitioners reached its climax today.

All along, the last thing warriors want to face is the regular army, even the great practitioners of the Five Realms are no exception. The discipline of the regular army and the cooperation between the arms are not comparable to ordinary stragglers. With the cooperation of multiple arms, the battle

The power is strong enough to threaten the great practitioners of the Five Realms.

Of course, the Great Practitioner of the Fifth Realm is also the existence that the regular army is least willing to face. The Great Practitioner of the Fifth Realm has a constant source of true energy. Even if the regular army is well-disciplined, it will have to pay a huge price if it wants to kill a Great Practitioner of the Fifth Realm.

Today, great practitioners who have transcended the five realms are facing thousands of armies, and both sides have shown amazing combat power.

At night, the vast sea of ​​true energy and the dense rain of arrows continued to impact. Casualties began to appear in the Qingyu Army, and large numbers of soldiers fell. However, compared to the number of Qingyu Army, these casualties were short.

Time is not long enough to break your muscles and bones.

When thousands of troops blocked the man in white, on the other side, Mu Yuan led the rest of the Qingyu Army towards the Shou'an Palace.

Along the way, all the imperial troops who blocked the route were defeated, making it difficult to stop the rebels.

However, just as Mu Yuan led his troops around the Fengtian Hall, powerful auras erupted in the various worship halls from all sides of the palace, and they quickly rushed towards the Fengtian Hall.

Soon, from behind the Fengtian Hall, royal ministers arrived one after another, blocking the way of the rebels.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"

Mu Yuan looked at the seven royal ministers standing in front of him, smiled coldly, and continued walking forward without stopping.

All around, thousands of soldiers holding spears and shields marched through in formation, like a torrent of molten water, quickly swallowing up everything in their path.

Seven great cultivators at the fifth level were swallowed up by thousands of troops in just a few breaths.

In the torrent of black molten iron, even if the seven rays of true energy were as bright as fireflies, they could not illuminate the endless night.

No matter how strong the warrior is, it is impossible to stop an army of tens of thousands.

Just when the seven royal ministers were swallowed up by the Qingyu Army, at the end of the night, a middle-aged man in Qingyi stepped forward, holding a long sword, and his aura was extremely fierce. There was only one person, but he gave people an indescribable feeling.

of pressure.

"Three-foot sword!"

In front of the rebels, Mu Yuan looked at the middle-aged man walking in front of him, his expression darkened.

The most troublesome person finally appeared.

The first enshrinement of the royal family, the three-foot sword!

In terms of cultivation alone, the man in front of Fengtian Palace may be better, but in terms of attack power, the three-foot sword is definitely the strongest.

The two sides faced each other, the three-foot sword was drawn, and the figures quickly passed by.

A sword, like thunder, cut through the night directly.

Then, screams came one after another, and when the sword light came, the spear and heavy shield were broken in response. The sword energy was sharp and unstoppable.

"Your Highness, you go first, we will hold him back!"

Seeing this scene, a royal guard immediately rushed forward with his troops and used his flesh and blood to block the three-foot sword to buy time for his master.

When Mu Yuan saw the bodyguards falling down in front of him, he clenched his fists tightly. After a moment, he continued to move forward without any further hesitation.

He has already come this far, even if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood ahead, he must step through it!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, outside Shou'an Palace, a young eunuch hurriedly walked over, quickly entered the palace, and said urgently, "The rebels have passed Fengtian Palace and are coming here."

"I know, get down."

In front of the chess table, Emperor Shang didn't seem to understand what the little eunuch was saying, so he waved his hand and gave an order.

Seeing that His Majesty was still indifferent, the little eunuch opened his mouth. After all, he still didn't dare to say anything. He bowed respectfully and said, "Yes!"

After saying that, the little eunuch got up and left the hall.

"Your Majesty, if you don't use your trump card, the rebels will all come to your dormitory."

After the young eunuch left, the palace was filled with black air, and a black figure walked out and spoke as a reminder.

Emperor Shang frowned and stared at the situation on the chessboard, thoughts flashing through his eyes.

We have reached this point, and the Buyi King and Daomen have not made any move yet. It must be that the situation is beyond their control.

If this is the case, then there is no need to wait any longer.

Thinking of this, Emperor Shang put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and walked to the window, staring at the fire not far away, and said with a complex expression, "If possible, I really don't want to kill him."

"When did Your Majesty become so soft-hearted and indecisive?" A black figure from behind said calmly.

"Tiger's poison does not allow it to eat its seeds."

Emperor Shang said softly, "Yuan'er is my son after all."

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you. Your Majesty, the royal family has never had any family ties." In the black aura, the black shadow reminded him coldly.

"That's all."

Emperor Shang sighed deeply and said, "After all, it's a father-son relationship. I will personally go see him off on this last journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Shang turned around and walked out of the palace.

"It is not your style to find yourself in a dangerous situation, Your Majesty."

From behind, the black shadow said, "This move is meaningless."

"You will never understand."

Emperor Shang stopped, responded indifferently, walked away without saying another word.

Outside the harem, the sound of killing was loud. After Mu Yuan led the rebels to break through many obstacles, they were getting closer and closer to Shou'an Palace.

There are indeed many strong men in the palace, but tens of thousands of regular troops cannot be stopped by martial arts masters.

Kill, how much can you kill?

Five hundred, one thousand, or two thousand?

At the same time, in the small wooden house in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius looked in the direction of the palace with a strange look on his face.

The fortune of the palace began to weaken.

It seems that the rebellion of the eldest prince has greatly weakened the national destiny of Dashang.

However, this is not enough.

That big dragon is still coiled in the palace. Although it is not strong, it is an eyesore.

"Confucian leader, where have you gone?"

In the capital, a young voice came and asked.

"We are almost at Shou'an Hall." Confucius replied.

"Can you see it?"

In the capital, Li Ziye stopped and said doubtfully.

"The palace door is wide open, and you can see some firelight."

Inside the wooden house, Confucius responded softly, "I still can't see clearly."

"Mu Yuan did a pretty good job."

Li Ziye said calmly, "In this way, a lot of the suspicions on Prince Zhongwu and his son can be cleared away. Confucian leader, if you continue to keep an eye on it, perhaps the secrets of the palace will soon emerge."

"First Prince, you can't do it." Confucius reminded.

"I see."

Li Ziye nodded and responded, "I don't expect him to be able to force out Shang Huang's trump card, but as a chess piece, he is qualified, so I still want to praise him."

"King of Commoners, why don't you leave?"

At this time, in front of the street, the triumphant king turned back and asked in confusion.

"Let's go now."

Li Ziye looked away and said calmly, "Senior King of Triumph, tell me, can His Highness still come out?"

The King of Triumph was silent. After a moment, he shook his head and replied, "I can't get out."
Chapter completed!