"My two disciples have conquered the east and west and made great achievements in battle, so naturally we must rely on them!"
"It's just that I follow the sky and follow the dragon..."
Xiongba has no doubts about the first half of the sentence. Facts have proved that he had the help of wind and cloud to achieve this achievement in just ten years, which surpassed Wushuang City's nearly a thousand years of heritage.
But the Fengtian Palace asked him to be a minister and loyal to the emperor?
What a joke!
Not to mention that each of the four major forces occupies one side, just like the Tu emperor, who never listens to the imperial court's instructions. Even the ten sects located in the Central Plains can wrestle with the Jin Yiwei. Although it is impossible for them to rebel, Jianghu has never been against the imperial court.
The meaning of surrender.
And Xiongba really has the intention of rebellion.
Now Tianxiahui has expanded to the extreme in the Western Region. Once Wushuang City is captured, it will be able to integrate the two forces in the northwest, bring the Oara and Tatars under its command, and use the Mongolian army as the vanguard to march across the Central Plains.
Tianxiahui was participating in the Tumu Fort incident, and Xiongba even sent his true confidants, the Twelve Evils of Tianchi, to intercept the Emperor of Heaven on all roads in the capital.
Even if the Emperor of Heaven is lucky enough to escape, there must be numerous conspiracies and interlocking traps to pull him down from the throne.
But now the order from the Clay Bodhisattva is to make him follow the dragon?
"Is it possible that this person is deliberately misleading me through execution to extract a confession?"
Xiongba was extremely suspicious, and suspicion immediately arose in his heart. His eyes flashed coldly as he stared at the Clay Bodhisattva.
Then he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Clay Bodhisattva was trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain, and that his already hideous face was actually developing more and denser sores at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Oh? Is this the legendary backlash that reveals the secret?"
This scene was shocking to ordinary people, but Xiong Ba was completely relieved.
If Clay Bodhisattva speaks falsely and deliberately deceives, he will not be punished.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The "Clay Bodhisattva" also made an unbearable gasping sound at the right time, and said slowly: "Fengyun is your blessing in the first half of your life, helping you to become the best in the world, then the True Dragon Emperor will be your chance to reach higher levels in the second half of your life.
Guaranteed, the great ambitions will be in the Fengtian Palace!"
"Yes! Yes!"
Xiongba thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense.
Now he joins forces with the remnants of Jianwen to unseat the emperor. Even if he succeeds, the biggest beneficiary will probably be Jianwen's party.
After all, Zhu Yunwen is the orthodox emperor, but he himself is reckless and will not be recognized by the ministers.
But if he supports the young emperor and returns to the capital to take power, he will be a hero of Conglong and have a solid foundation in the court.
Once you have established your footing, taken over the power, and all the courts and palaces have joined forces to do so, it will be the time when the roar of the dragon from the sky shakes the heaven and the earth, and the dynasty changes.
Wonderful! Wonderful!
As the saying goes, a word can wake up a person in a dream. Because of his success in the first half of his life, Xiongba believed deeply in criticism and was full of ambition. With strong fire in his eyes, he grabbed Wang Zhong's arm and said, "Thank you Shenxiang for explaining it to me."
Confused!"
"Ni Bodhisattva" responded: "The leader of the male gang is satisfied, but the old man leaked the secret again and suffered this retribution, alas..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Xiongba didn't care about the pain of the Clay Bodhisattva, and finally couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart and burst into laughter.
His laughter was loud and loud, like the roar of a dragon in the sky. For a moment, the clouds were churning, and the earth and rocks were shaking, as if the sky was moving and the earth was shaking. He was so domineering and unparalleled!
"The dignified leader of the world, he actually believes in orders, and he deserves to be teased!"
"The false emperor originally had no soldiers and generals, but now in just two months, he has so many forces trying to use him. It's terrifying. He is definitely our lord's formidable enemy!"
"No! Help is coming soon. I want to live! Live until the day the truth is revealed and expose the false emperor's conspiracy!"
Wang Zhong looked at Xiong Ba with pity in his eyes. At the same time, he was mentally weak and gritted his teeth to hold on.
His current hope is placed on the remnants of Jianwen.
After more than 40 years of development, this combination of a deposed emperor, a eunuch and a palace maid who escaped from the palace in the past has flourished and become a powerful force.
Unfortunately, it is mainly based in the capital city and radiates to the surrounding areas. Therefore, only Wang Zhong followed the army north this time.
The Tumu Fort situation has been laid. Although it is a pity that the Ming Dynasty has an army of 200,000, it is necessary to overthrow the false emperor and restore orthodoxy and make some sacrifices.
In the overall situation that was absolutely foolproof, Wang Zhong practiced the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu, held the Demon Soldier Emperor's Hate, and followed the army all the way north to monitor the false emperor. This was a safe performance. Who would have expected that he would actually fight to the death with the Wala army and end up like this.
However, when he was in the grassland, Wang Zhong secretly sent a message. Such a long time was enough for Jianwen's lineage to send strong men to come to the rescue.
Although I don’t know who the visitor is specifically, as long as I bring the magic weapon with me, there is still hope for a comeback.
However, at this moment, the voice of "Clay Bodhisattva" sounded again: "Master Xiong, I have a final request!"
Xiongba smiled half-heartedly: "Say!"
The "Clay Bodhisattva" sighed: "I know your secret, but you will not let me stay. I am a dying person, and I am not afraid of death. I am miscalculating the fate of the heavens and the retribution of cause and effect. I just hope to leave a whole body and put it in the ground for peace."
My wish is enough!"
"I'm dead!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhong's hope of surviving was shattered, and he was not as excited as he imagined.
Compared with the "Clay Bodhisattva", he really has the thought of death. If Xiongba wants to kill him, just kill him. One day, he will regret it.
But Wang Zhong felt a chill in his heart. The "Mud Bodhisattva" specifically begged Xiong Ba to leave the whole body. Was he afraid that his mask would be exposed?
It's almost watertight.
"Wait a minute, besides the mask, does he also want to put the blame on others? That's not good!"
"Since God is so considerate, I would like to thank you very much!"
Xiong Ba was also a little startled when he heard this, because these words revealed exactly what he was planning to do. He would not leave the Ni Bodhisattva alive. Did he not expect that there are really people who seek death in the world?
But looking at the miserable condition of the Clay Bodhisattva, with all its limbs severed and barely alive, Xiong Ba sighed with a little touch of emotion: "Please rest assured, God, I will not let you suffer and leave your whole body behind!"
"No! Don't leave me intact! Cut me into pieces!"
In Wang Zhong's indescribable wail, Xiongba spat out his palm, and his internal organs were immediately mashed to pieces. He fell backwards and died on the spot.
Xiongba did not deceive the poor man. With flying palms, he dug a big pit in a moment, gently placed Wang Zhong's body into the pit, buried it with soil, tamped it down, bowed and left with peace of mind.
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Patter! Patter!
The violent storm gradually subsided, the sky cleared after the rain, and a rainbow hung in the sky.
Under the gorgeous light, two figures appeared, walking seemingly slowly but actually in a hurry.
The man on the left is dressed as a scribe in white. He looks handsome and suave, but in fact his features are cold and ruthless, and he has a decisive and ruthless heart.
The woman on the right has picturesque features and a graceful figure. She is not young yet, but she is graceful and graceful. There is a seductive charm in every move and every move she makes.
In her hand she holds a strange long staff with a head like a bat wing and a tail like a snake's head. It is called the Staff of Sorrow and Wrath. It is a magic weapon on the same level as the Demon Sword Emperor Hate and the Void Mirror.
The magic soldiers have the same origin and can attract each other, so she followed the guidance of a faint aura and came to the slope.
"This is it!"
There was deep sadness in her eyes, the wand of sadness was pointed out, and the soil disappeared in pieces instantly.
That is not to use true energy to clean it, but to directly decompose it and erase its existence.
Even though he had known that each of the demon soldiers had special abilities, the man in white still had a strong fear in his eyes after witnessing this scene.
Then, Wang Zhong's body was exposed.
Linghu Qianhuan disappeared inexplicably, revealing his true appearance. The twisted facial features told of the pain and despair before death.
"Manager Wang, you'd better leave me behind and leave alone!"
Looking at the tortured corpse, the woman showed deep sadness, stretched out her slender hand, and stroked Wang Zhong's cheek without disgust.
When he escorted Emperor Jianwen out of the palace, she was still twenty years old, with blazing flames behind her and shouts of killing rising to the sky. It was Wang Zhong who dragged and hugged her, but did not give up on her who was so frightened that she was weak. In the past forty years, the two of them have been in the same boat through thick and thin, but now
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Seeing the sadness on the woman's brows gradually turning into extreme anger, the man in white sighed: "My condolences, Master! I, the God of War, will definitely help you find the real murderer and avenge Chief Wang!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Little Evil King, the real murderer can't escape!"
The woman touched Wang Zhong's whole body with her slender hands and said slowly: "His right hand was burned by the backlash of the Demonic Flame of Emperor's Hate, his left hand and both legs were destroyed by the Unparalleled Divine Legs, and the most fatal injury was this palm, the Cloud Expelling Palm.
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The Little Evil King raised his brows and said in surprise: "The most vicious person in the world? The master of Feiyun Hall, Bu Jingyun..."
"Bu Jingyun cannot display such powerful palm power. There is only one person in the world who can do this!"
The woman closed Wang Zhong's eyes that remained silent and said every word:
"Xiongba! I, the White Lotus Sect, and you, the world society, swear to be incompatible!"