Royal Palace.

Behind the Xuanwu Gate, a white-haired Rakshasa walked past. Wherever he passed, swords and soldiers were flying, people were on their backs, and no one could stop them.

In front of Fengtian Hall, the man in white looked at the woman walking in front of him, his expression condensed.

Such a strong smell.

Has she taken that step too?

The two looked at each other and their eyes collided. Before they could fight, murderous intent was already apparent.

Looking at his eyes, a cold wind started to rise. The two of them moved at the same time, and the long sword in Tao Yaoyao's hand was unsheathed with a sound.

The sword fell, the sword energy pierced the air, and the bright sword light cut through the night, domineering and sharp.

Within three feet, the man in white raised his hand and blocked the sword's edge with a bang.

The two forces collided with each other, and the aftermath shook, and all the surrounding Qingyu Army soldiers were immediately knocked away.

Beyond the boundaries, standing above the five realms, the two men clashed with their swords, their true energy howling and surging, the destructive power seemed to destroy the entire palace.

At this moment, a faint light rose below the palace, eliminating the remaining energy of the two people's confrontation and stabilizing the various palaces of the palace.

The cultivation of both of them has surpassed the peak of the human world. They are so powerful that it is unbelievable. Every move they make has the power to stir up rivers and seas.

All around, the officers and soldiers of the Qingyu Army kept retreating, looking at the two people fighting, looking at each other, somewhat confused.

"That woman seems to be the Rakshasa King."

Someone in the Qingyu Army recognized Tao Yaoyao's identity and said in confusion, "Hasn't King Rakshasa resigned as king? Why did he come to the palace?"

"Could it be that King Rakshasa is here to help His Highness?" A soldier next to him guessed.

"That makes sense."

The surrounding soldiers all agreed that King Rakshasa must have come here just to help them.

Under the attention of thousands of people, the battle between Tao Yaoyao and the man in white became more and more fierce in front of the Fengtian Palace. The long sword was slashed down. Each sword was heavier than the other. The sword energy passed by, causing the stone steps to break apart and gravel to fly.

Even though there are formations in the palace to protect each other, the strength of the two of them is too strong, and the formations cannot completely eliminate the remaining energy of the battle between the two.

"Yes, you have surpassed your father."

During the battle, the man in white felt the rising aura of the woman in front of him and spoke.

"You have no right to mention my father."

Tao Yaoyao responded coldly, and the attack with the sword in his hand became more and more fierce, with each move, opening and closing, extremely domineering.

Facing the former's storm-like offensive, the man in white looked more solemn, and when he made moves, he was no longer as calm as when he faced thousands of troops.

Although thousands of troops and horses are powerful and cannot be killed in one time, they are not a big threat to him.

However, even though there was only one woman in front of him, the pressure she brought to him was greater than that of thousands of troops.

The Jian Jue back then was obviously not so strong.

This Rakshasa King is undoubtedly a master of martial arts.

"Human sword!"

When the battle reached a fever pitch, a long sword flew across the air in Tao Yaoyao's hand, its edge was strong, and the Three Ultimate Swords appeared in response.

"The supreme love touches the world!"

The human sword appeared, Tao Yaoyao's body moved, his sword moved, ten steps away, one sword moved the world, the terrifying power directly blew away all the hundreds of stone steps in front of him.

In front of the stone steps, the man in white looked at this earth-shattering sword, his expression darkened, and he did not dare to be careless at all. He condensed his energy in both palms and blocked the attack forcefully.

"boom!"

But upon hearing an earth-shattering collision and the aftermath, the man in white took half a step back, and the stone slab beneath his feet quickly cracked and spread hundreds of feet away.

"The fight started."

Just when Tao Yaoyao was fighting with the man in white.

In front of the Xuanwu Gate, the King of Triumph felt something and spoke.

"So strong."

King Zhongwu stared at the direction of Fengtian Palace and said in a solemn voice, "I heard that twenty years ago, Jian Jue was blocked by the master in front of Fengtian Palace. I didn't expect that King Rakshasa would actually have a hard time fighting him now."

It's amazing to solve difficult problems."

"It's more than inseparable."

On the side, King Triumphant praised, "King Rakshasa seems to have gained a certain upper hand."

"Wang Jian, how can you be suppressed by someone who doesn't even dare to see the light of day!" Beside them, Li Ziye said with a cold look in his eyes.

Zhongwu and the triumphant king were stunned for a moment when they heard the words of the commoner king next to them.

There is something in what the Commoner King is saying.

Although few people have seen the man in front of Fengtian Hall, many people are aware of his existence.

White clothes are better than snow. In front of Fengtian Palace, I am invincible in the world.

Over the years, neither the master of swordsmanship nor the Tantai goddess who came with the fate of her family had truly defeated that man.

Therefore, trying to go deep into the palace without defeating the man in white is nothing more than a dream.

Of course, you can also be like the eldest prince, leading thousands of troops into the palace, and go as far as you can before the man in white kills everyone.

"The big dragon hasn't woken up yet. It's too early to say that King Rakshasa has the upper hand." King Zhongwu said, looking at the sky above Fengtian Hall.

"Kaixuan, Zhongwu, what are you doing? Why don't you go into the palace to help suppress the rebellion?"

While the three of them were talking, at the end of the street, King Guanshan and King Donglin rushed over belatedly. At a glance, they saw the three of them paddling in front of the palace.

"King Rakshasa is inside."

The King of Triumph opened his mouth and reminded, "Besides, I just dealt with the man in front of the Fengtian Palace. If you want to go in, just go in. We won't stop you."

"Has King Rakshasa entered the palace?"

King Donglin was shocked when he heard King Triumph's explanation, and seemed to realize something.

King Rakshasa is going to follow the same path as her father.

"The fighting seemed very intense."

On the side, King Guanshan felt the astonishing fluctuations of true energy in the palace and said in surprise.

King Rakshasa has become so powerful!

"Then what should we do?" King Donglin asked helplessly.

You can't just do nothing. From now on, if His Majesty holds you accountable, they won't even be able to find a reason.

"Go and save His Highness the Fourth Prince."

Li Ziye glanced at the Qingyu Army gathered inside and outside Xuanwu Gate, and suggested, "There shouldn't be any need for us to worry about it inside the palace."

"Save His Highness the Fourth?"

King Donglin was startled when he heard King Buyi's proposal. Could it be that His Highness the Fourth Prince was captured by the rebels?

Nonsense, how is this possible?

In front of the palace, the number of King Wu rowing on the water changed from three to five. In the palace, life and death were happening all the time.

In front of Shouan Hall.

Emperor Shang turned around and said the word "kill", which was cold to the bone.

Then, behind Mu Yuan, a dry hand stretched out and penetrated directly through the back of his heart.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the armor red. Mu Yuan looked at the hand stretched out in front of his chest with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Why, why?"

Unbelievable but having to believe it, Mu Yuan turned around and looked at the old eunuch who had been with him for twenty years behind him, his eyes full of confusion and shock.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Zhao Jie slowly pulled out his right hand and said softly, "Your Majesty has given an order, I have no choice but to take action."

"You, you are my father's person!"

Mu Yuan staggered a few steps, barely managed to steady his figure, and smiled sadly, with bitterness and tears in his smile.

Unexpectedly, even the most trusted person around him was actually a thorn in his side.

Sure enough, the person you trust the most is the least trustworthy!

"roar."

The next moment, a faint roar of a dragon sounded in the palace.
Chapter completed!