The night was already dark, and inside and outside the palace, there were still many people who were still not asleep, Tai Shigong, the eldest grandson, Qing Ning, and the eldest prince all looked in the direction of the Marquis of Zhiming, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
An uneasy atmosphere spreads inside and outside the palace, and no one knows what will happen tonight.
Zhiming Houfu, four big red characters are engraved on the plaque in front of the Houfu gate. Under the moonlight, it exudes a dazzling blood red.
Ning Chen was sitting in the room in the mansion, his brows were pale and sad, he still didn't think what exactly Emperor Xia was planning.
The night got darker and darker, the lights in the house gradually went out, and suddenly there were light footsteps outside the door, a little anxious, as if to do something.
Ning Chen stepped forward, opened the door, and saw a girl dressed as a maid holding a candle, hurried to the east, and couldn't help frowning.
It's so late, where are you going
Xiao Mingyue was still in the house, and Ning Chen didn't dare to leave.
There is no real energy fluctuation in this maid, and it does not pose any threat to him.
Not everyone can cover up their martial arts cultivation like Fan Lingyue. One Fan Lingyue is enough in the world, and there is no chance of another.
Xiao Mingyue was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. After a while, she sat up and said aggrievedly, "The candle is too bright, I can't sleep."
Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, he was thinking about things, and he forgot about it.
Ning Chen got up to blow the candle, and at this moment, his body trembled suddenly, and his face changed greatly.
"Candlelight, bad!"
He was too careless. With such a bright moon outside, why did the maid need to carry a candle? Isn't it superfluous.
In this world, he is too familiar with things that need to use fire!
After a moment of thought, Ning Chen's figure flashed, picked up Xiao Mingyue and swept away from the mansion without saying a word.
However, he was still half a step slower.
The next moment, the sound of a shocking explosion sounded, like a nine-day shocking thunder landing in the world, and it exploded with a bang, instantly awakening the entire imperial city.
The faces of Lime and Tai Shigong who have been following this place suddenly changed, how is it possible!
In front of the Palace of Heavenly Mandate, Emperor Xia laughed wildly as he looked at the sudden explosion of fire in the imperial city.
"Old dog Pei, how did I give this gift?" Xia Huang laughed wildly, and laughed wildly. Although the group of useless things in Tiangongfang could not find the formula, they still found a way to explode, so what if the power was insufficient , he has manpower and money, and he has already ordered the entire
The bottom of the Hou Mansion was full of medicine stones, waiting for this moment.
"Uh"
In the firelight, Ning Chen hugged Xiao Mingyue and was rushed out by the aftermath. As soon as he landed, he suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Xia Rui, you old man!" Seeing that the mansion behind him and hundreds of servants were instantly buried in a sea of flames, Ning Chen's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted angrily towards the palace.
At the same time, outside the firelight, three tyrannical breaths appeared, each of whom was in the late ninth grade or the peak of ninth grade, and the people who came were the three commanders of the Dark Dragon Guard.
In front of the Tianyu Hall, Emperor Xia's laughter gradually stopped, and he said lightly, "Old dog Pei, go and see, if they don't live up to their expectations, you can do it yourself."
"Yes"
The old eunuch Pei gave a respectful salute, and immediately turned into a stream of light and swept toward the sea of fire in the imperial city.
Taizhi Gongfu, Taizhi Gong moved at his feet, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Xiyu Gong.
"Xi Yu Gong, you!" Tai Shi Gong looked slightly angry and shouted.
"Huang Xia has an order to let me keep you, my friend, I have offended you." Duke Xiyu grabbed the feather fan in his hand, smashed it with a palm, and forced it towards Duke Taishi.
Tai Shigong had to condense and deal with it, and the Confucian sect's arrogant spirit paired the eunuch's unique skills, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.
Next to him, Duke Wu of Jing also came and sighed softly, but no one helped.
In front of Weiyang Palace, the forbidden army quickly surrounded, and several leaders of the forbidden army were guarding the door, blocking Lime's pace.
The eldest grandson's face was extremely ugly, and his heart was filled with anger. Could it be that Emperor Xia is crazy!
In front of the raging fire, Ning Chen carried Xiao Mingyue on his back, and immediately stabbed, tore his clothes, and tied the little girl around his body.
Today, no matter life or death, Xiao Mingyue can't leave him half a step.
"Are you afraid?" Ning Chen turned his head and asked softly.
"Not afraid" Mingyue shook her head and replied.
"Okay, let's go out together today"
Ning Chen pulled out the ink sword behind him, held it in his right hand, and walked forward step by step.
The three Dark Dragon Guard leaders surrounded him, their expressions indifferent, and the murderous intent in their eyes was undisguised.
Ning Chen had already been injured in the previous explosion, and Ning Chen knew that dragging the battle was not good for him, so Mo Jian moved first and shot.
The sword light swept across and swept towards one of the dark dragon guard commanders.
The eighth-rank peak versus the ninth-rank later stage, a battle across a realm, and one enemy three, the result is almost no need to think.
With a bang, the swords and halberds collided, causing dust all over the sky. Under the feet of the two, the slate cracked, and the loess was long, obscuring the surrounding vision.
A move that was a little behind, but it changed again because of the arrival of a sword and a sword behind him. Ning Chen swept his body and moved three feet away, worthy of avoiding the power of the sword and sword. The three Dark Dragon Guard leaders gathered around again, and their auras became more and more majestic. One was at the peak of the ninth rank, and the other two were at the later stage of the ninth rank. Their strength was unquestionable. Ning Chen's expression was solemn. Also deal with at most one in the heyday
, Now seriously injured, the odds of winning are almost non-existent.
However, after one move, he basically tried out the strength of the three of them. The person holding the halberd is undoubtedly the peak of the ninth rank, and the other two are slightly worse, and also have the level of the late ninth rank.
In such a battle, there is still bullshit to fight, that old man Xia Rui, in order to kill him, I am afraid that he has sent out the three strongest Dark Dragon Guards.
Ning Chen understood that he couldn't be in love, and now, breaking out of the siege was the most important thing.
Thinking of this, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand returned to its sheath, and with a flip of his palm, the Broken Sorrow Bow flew out, the bow curved like the moon, and three arrows in a chain, all shot towards the Dark Dragon Guard Commander who was holding the halberd.
Three arrows of light, chasing stars and moons, one is more dazzling than one, and one is more terrifying. The commander of the dark dragon guard has a solemn expression, and he does not dare to be careless.
With a bang, the commander as strong as the Dark Dragon Guard couldn't bear the terrifying aftermath, so he retreated ten steps in a row.
At this moment, Mo Jian Ningshuang has reached another commander with a sword.
Jinghong's sword has changed thousands of times, and thousands of them are condensed into one, and it is approaching an unbelievable level.
The face of the commander of the Dark Dragon Guardian changed, the horizontal sword blocked the move, but the move was unstoppable, the sword entered the body, and retreated several steps.
"Uh"
Blood sprayed from the pierced shoulder, and the commander of the Dark Dragon Guardian endured the pain and turned his palm to Ning Chen's chest.
At the same time, the sword light commanded by the Dark Dragon Guardian also came to him.
Ning Chen took a slap, took three steps back, and pulled out the ink sword. Immediately, he flipped his left palm over, the dark yellow light burst out, and the air of thick earth erupted. .
"The Waves of the World"
At the moment of the change, Ning Chen's body was full of blue waves, and his palm printed on the Dark Dragon Guardian Commander.
With a bang, the three commanders returned the knife to resist, and their figure retreated several feet, but it was not a big problem.
Ning Chen's hastily changed tactics, lack of condensed energy, and did not pose too much threat.
However, that's enough.
There was finally only one leader left in front of him, Ning Chenjian moved, and the final move, the raging waves and raging waves, roared out from the Nine Heavens, and immediately slashed the shocking waves with one sword, and the sword opened the sea of anger.
"One Royal Storm Splits Thousands of Miles"
The world-shaking might roared out, and the third cyclone in Ning Chen's body dried up in an instant, completely falling into a dead silence.
The commander of the Dark Dragon Guard flew out with a bang, blood sprayed, and the sky was stained with blood for a long time.
Ning Chen's feet moved, and he was about to take advantage of this to rush out of the siege.
However, at this moment, a dry hand appeared in the distance, approached quickly, and blocked the way in a blink of an eye.
Ning Chen hurriedly retreated and got into trouble again.
This old eunuch actually came, too, why didn't he come as promised.
Ning Chen's heart sank, this battle is likely to be fierce, and he is far from being able to fight Xiantian.
The old eunuch Pei said nothing, his figure flashed, and he shot again.
Ning Chen's eyes shrank, and he was about to raise his infuriating energy, but suddenly, a sense of weakness came, and his body staggered.
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In the imperial palace, the Hall of Heavenly Mandate, Emperor Xia stood quietly in front of the hall, looking at the scenery where the fire was shining, smiling proudly, slightly mad.
However, a scene that no one expected happened, a sword light pierced out of Emperor Xia's chest, silently and without warning.
Emperor Xia turned his head with difficulty, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed, "Xigong, it's you!"
"Your Majesty, you are careless!"
Concubine Wan, or should be called Qing Wuhen, whispered, while speaking, the long sword in her hand moved three inches further, bringing out a large blood flower. "I didn't expect it, it's really you!" Before the words were finished, Emperor Xia coughed violently, and the blood spilled out of his mouth. He was careless. He suspected Xigong and even thought that Wan Yunshang was behind the civil strife in Daxia. The envoy, only, in the joy of the prince
After being slaughtered, he has temporarily suppressed this thought.
Unexpectedly, it was the people around him who betrayed him in the end.
"Have you studied martial arts?" Xia Huang asked, coughing up blood.
"It's already abolished, otherwise how can I come to your side?" A sigh flashed on Qing Wuhen's gorgeous face, she had been waiting for this day for nearly ten years.
"Haha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous"
With two ridiculous sounds, Emperor Xia suddenly turned around and slapped Qing Wuhen's heart with a palm, but when he heard a bang, blood sprayed, and the most beautiful woman in the world flew out like fluff in the rain.
The shocking last glance, as the scattered blue silk gradually faded, the memory of attacking the heart is a matter of calculation, and in the end, who has ever opened up to the other party.
Emperor Xia didn't even look at the West Palace, he staggered step by step, coughed up blood one step at a time, dragged his dying body, and walked slowly and persistently towards the dragon chair on the Hall of Heavenly Mandate.
The high stairs, which used to be majestic in the past, have become difficult today. Emperor Xia clutched his bleeding heart, and every step he took, he had to rest for a while.
After a long time, the persistent figure finally sat on the dragon chair.
In the next moment, the sound of crazy laughter resounded throughout the entire Tianyu Hall for a long time. He is the emperor of Xia, the emperor of Xia who can never be wrong!