When the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty heard Rong Xian's agreement, she stood on the spot and waited for a long time without waiting for anyone.
She raised her eyebrows and sarcastically said, "Why hasn't Emperor Xu appeared yet, are you afraid?"
Above the void, the golden dragon of luck waving its tail leisurely, and the two communicated with each other without any obstacles across the layers of space.
Jin Long said indifferently: "Jun Heng took the initiative to invite the battle. Of course, you came here. Don't worry, the power of luck that you spent in coming to Rongguo will be taken out for you."
After Jia Shiqi and the prince heard it, their faces turned pale.
Emperor Xu, who went to Rongguo, was responsible for the power of luck, but what about the one who came back
No, not back.
In the final battle of national fortune, Emperor Xu will not let the enemy have any hope of survival.
Weeding is the most common.
Anyone in the Eastern Jin Dynasty could live, only the royal bloodline must not be preserved.
Once the royal bloodline remains, the old people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty will miss the old master and will not return to their hearts.
The prince's still slightly youthful face became firmer in this day-to-day war, but unfortunately he grew too slowly.
Once there was an empress to shield him from the wind and rain, he has always been a child who has not grown up.
But this did not prevent him from thinking about his biological mother and was willing to go to Huangquan with her.
Anger flashed on Sima Hengjun's face, and he finally settled on helplessness and sadness.
Her figure flashed, and the water-colored phoenix headed towards Qianjing.
In Qianjing, Rong Xian, the incarnation of the golden dragon of luck, sprang out of the sea of clouds and flew to the depths of the clouds to gather with Sima Hengjun.
The two didn't have any more words, and they started fighting directly.
Sima Hengjun gambled all his national luck and fought with Rong Xian.
Rong Xian didn't want to waste time, she opened and closed her eyes slightly, there were traces of Dao engraved there.
Those eyes are no longer disguised as gentle and clear, but mysterious and dangerous, with stars and stars running around, running a hateful fate, and people will fall into it at a glance.
And the result of being trapped in it is death.
When the powerful attack of the colorless phoenix came, a long sword stood in front of Rong Xian.
The giant sword carries the world and stands on the ground. The body of the sword is full of brilliance, engraved with complicated grain patterns, and a simple 'kun' with deep vicissitudes is displayed on the hilt, with the heavy sense of history and the prayer power of the people.
Colorless Phoenix's bright eyes were full of solemnity, "Sword of Sheji! Emperor Xu, you have the ability to develop the sword of Sheji."
All attacks on Rong Xian were blocked by the Sword of Sheji, and Rong Xian was unscathed.
Hearing Sima Hengjun's words, Rong Xian peeked out her head from behind the Sword of Sheji and smiled, "Thank you for your praise, but now the occasion is wrong, I won't be with you for a long time, we will talk to you in the next life. ."
Lord Sima Heng's aura became violent all over his body, so shut up if this servant of Emperor Xu can't speak!
Phoenix rushed forward and confronted the Sword of Sheji.
Above the void, the powerhouses cast a beam of eyes, calmly watching this battle whose ending has already been determined.
In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the palace was breached after Lord Sima Heng left, and the leader was Taifu Jiang Jin.
Behind Jiang Jin, several traitors stood respectfully, occasionally looking at Jiang Jin with awe.
"Master..." The little prince called blankly.
Jiang Jin smiled slightly, still elegant, but a little more wanton than before: "The prince is originally here, but it saves the time for the minister to go to the East Palace."
The prince asked dumbly, "Why?"
Why betray Gu, betray colleagues, and betray Jin.
Tai Fu Mingming is so gentle and patient, so kind to him, a teacher and like a father.
Once he secretly thought about it, I am afraid that his father is just like this.
But I didn't expect that one day he would face each other with Tai Fu's sword and stand opposite.
Jiang Jin understood what he meant, and he still said in a good voice: "Destroying the Eastern Jin Dynasty is my only mission."
The prince closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "You are from Emperor Xu."
His tone was very sure, Jiang Jin was noncommittal, but did not mean to deny it.
The crown prince shouted in a complacent manner: "What did Emperor Xu give you to make you follow him so zealously? Are Gu Yu and the Queen Mother bad to you? Why is the teacher so cruel?"
Jiang Jin glanced at Jia Shiqi, who subconsciously stood in front of the prince to prevent him from doing anything, and said with a complicated expression: "Prince, I am originally from Emperor Xu."
The prince's face turned pale.
Jiang Jin stopped talking nonsense with them, beckoned behind him, and Liu Ying, who was pretending to be his wife, appeared in front of him in a white dress embroidered with moonlight grass.
"Sir, please order." Liu Ying respectfully said.
Jiang Jin was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, and a firmness flashed in his eyes: "Follow the blood of the imperial family of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, kill without mercy."
"Yes, sir." Liu Ying replied.
She slapped her palm lightly, and several moon guards in the film and television palace were like no one, breaking in at will and wantonly killing people.
The prince's eyes were flushed, and tears were streaming down his face.
The first emperor's brother, the second emperor's sister, the third emperor's sister, the third emperor's brother, the fourth emperor...
The prince suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist and slashed towards Jiang Jin.
Jiang Jin turned around to avoid the long sword, and lightly tapped his fingertips on the body of the sword.
The prince was stunned in place, his eyes were indifferent: "Your cultivation is not so high, you lied to everyone, a liar, a liar..."
Jiang Jin held a shard of the long sword in his hand. He looked at the prince's desperate and sad expression, lowered his eyes slightly, and waved his sleeve towards the prince without any hesitation.
The fragment of the sword in his hand turned into a sharp blade and pierced the prince's throat, severing his soul.
"His Royal Highness?!" Jia Shiqi was still stalked by Yuewei. When he saw the prince's accident, he desperately ran away from Yuewei and ran towards the prince frantically.
Yuewei covered his face, and his eyes were cold and emotionless.
She threw the sword away, and the long sword pierced Jia Shiqi's body, stopping her footsteps.
"Prince... Your Highness..." Jia Shiqi looked at the dead prince who fell to the ground, and fell to the ground with a weak leg, losing her vitality.
Sima Hengjun, who was fighting against Rong Xian, felt something through her luck. She roared with red eyes: "Emperor Xu, actually killed my son."
Rong Xian pushed the man back with a palm, and said in surprise, "Why are you so surprised, I never promised you, as long as you and I can make an appointment, the Eastern Jin Dynasty will not be moved."
"The battle between us is not over yet." Sima Hengjun's temperament gradually changed from calm to crazy.
Rong Xian, however, seemed to have no idea, she said bluntly and boldly: "Heng-Jun is thinking about it wrong. You just invited me to a duel, but you didn't say anything to avoid the battle. Your son didn't last until the end of the decisive battle. He's useless."
She also thought that Sima Hengjun was not angry enough, and added: "If you are very strong and beat me, the Prince Jin will survive until the moment you win, maybe he will not die."
Rong Xian sighed with a slight sadness between her brows and eyes: "It's a pity that his life is not good. It's just a predetermined fate that happened."
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