The Three Emperors City, the dark tide is surging. After Zhiming's return, the situation has become more complicated.
The seventh prince died in the Dragon Emperor Mountain, and the three-legged situation was out of balance. The contradiction between the eldest prince and the third prince was directly on the table, so that the forces of all parties in the imperial city had to stand in line as soon as possible.
The three Demon Sovereigns have always been ignorant of the prince's succession. Let the three princes win over all forces, as long as they don't act against the fundamental interests of the royal family, who can win the throne is entirely up to their own abilities. It was something that no one expected to be the fourth crown prince, and what was even more unexpected was that the seventh crown prince had an accident in Longhuang Mountain, which directly led to the fierce competition for Huangquan, and he was not qualified to inherit the royal family.
What choice the thirteenth prince makes will directly affect the final result. After returning for several years, all the royal family members and nobles have seen how powerful the Nine Nether Demon Emperor is. Disciple, the thirteenth prince, the status has become
important.
In the Palace of the Third Prince, in front of the palace, Xuan Qing, dressed in white, stood quietly, thoughts flashing in his eyes. Today, the old thirteen came to borrow troops from him, which was a rare opportunity for him. However, the identity of that Xuan Luo was also extraordinary. The spies he sent reported that Xuan Luo is now the master of the Southwest King Realm. unfathomable, even
The previous generation of Southwest Kings was defeated in his hands.
It is said that the previous King of Southwest China has the strength of the late King Realm, Xuan Luo can defeat him, if he has a stronger strength, or has a hole card that no one else knows about.
No matter what the reason is, this Xuan Luo will not be easy to deal with. If he wants to help Old Thirteen to get rid of him, he must use the hidden power in his hands.
Exposing his cards, worth or not, he must seriously consider.
In the sky, the night was getting dark, and the night was coming. The Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen sat in the hall, carefully wiping the black knife in his hand in front of the light.
Not far away, Shi Yu Shiqing looked at the former's actions and felt a little chill in her heart.
They knew that His Highness's sword cultivation was very extraordinary, even those so-called Heaven's Chosen could not match it, but it was the first time they saw His Highness use a sword.
Outside the hall, the night is getting darker, the entire imperial city is completely darkened, the moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are murdered and set on fire.
Inside the hall, Ning Chen got up and walked outside with Crazy Bones.
"Your Highness"
Shi Qing opened her mouth with a worried look on her face, and said, "Be careful."
Ning Chen looked back with a smile on his face, and said, "It's just a small matter, you can rest when you're tired, you don't have to wait here."
After speaking, Ning Chen continued to walk forward, and after a while, he disappeared into the night.
In the hall, Shi Yu and Shi Qing looked at each other, worried.
In the Three Emperors City, the dark clouds gradually covered the cold moon, and the whole night became darker. Suddenly, with a bang, a thunder pierced the night sky and illuminated the imperial city.
On the street, Suyi's figure, holding a black knife, did not cover his face, did not change his clothes, and walked step by step toward the northwest of the imperial city.
In the House of Marquis of Qingyuan, the lights are on. Marquis of Qingyuan, one of the honorable elders of the royal family, is now old and withered in blood, and he lives in the mansion.
Although the mansion of the Marquis of Qingyuan is no longer as glorious as it used to be, the Marquis of Qingyuan today has a very high rank and has a very special status in the royal family.
The mansion of the Marquis of Qingyuan, as early as a hundred years ago, has clearly expressed its position on the side of the eldest prince, and everyone in the Three Emperors City knows it.
Amidst the muffled thunder, in front of Qingyuan Hou's mansion, Su Yi stepped forward, murderous and piercing to the bone.
"Who are you!"
In front of the Marquis Qingyuan mansion, two guards blocked the road when they saw the person coming.
However, the words fell, and the black knife light cut through the darkness, bringing out a striking scene of residual red.
Before she could shout, Su Yi walked past, and behind her, two figures fell to the ground, blood overflowing, staining the ground red.
Ning Chen walked into Qingyuan Hou's mansion, turned around and closed the mansion door.
Boom, thunder descended, the night sky brightened, and before the gate was closed, the thunder light reflected a pair of icy eyes, like Shura, no longer able to see the gentleness of the past.
The mansion door was closed, and the figure that passed by in an instant turned into a god of death. In the mansion, the guards patrolling had not yet had time to respond. They only felt a sweet taste in their mouths, and their consciousness quickly became blurred.
Above the nine days, the dark clouds rolled, and the darkness covered all the darkness and sin, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
At night, the extremely fast knife brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers, from the front hall to the backyard, where the blood flowed into a river.
"what!"
Suddenly, a harsh cry resounded through the Qingyuanhou mansion, and a lantern fell from the hands of a young woman, looking at the corpses on the ground in front of her with a look of horror.
Before she could make a sound again, behind the woman, Su Yi's figure swept over, and she waved her knife, directly stunning the woman.
"who!"
The woman's exclamation attracted the attention of more guards in the mansion, and a large number of guards rushed over, but the people were faster and the knives were faster.
Su Yi passed by, and within a short distance, a black knife sealed his throat, a waterfall of blood spurted out, and the last thing his eyes saw was the dreary red.
"presumptuous!"
At this moment, in the depths of Qingyuan Hou's mansion, an old angry shout came out, and the king's coercion swept out.
Ning Chen stopped, turned around, and looked at the powerful pressure in front of him, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Stepping out one step, the figure disappeared instantly, and then reappeared. It was deep in the Qingyuanhou mansion, the cold forbidden area, and Su Yi appeared.
The hands are sealed, Huang Quan is forbidden to open, and the forbidden space seals the battle situation, cutting off all escape routes.
"Prince Thirteen, it's you!"
Seeing the white-haired young man in front of him, Qingyuan Hou's eyes flashed with shock, and after a while, he restrained his mind, and murderous intent erupted.
Without saying much, Ning Chen moved, the black knife fell, showing no mercy.
When the Marquis of Qingyuan saw this, he grasped it with his left hand, and a magic knife appeared.
Knife and knife, fast and strong, tit for tat, head-to-head.
Cultivation gap, speed fills up, Ning Chen stepped on odd steps, his body moved, and the knife was like lightning, and the knife was killing him.
"It turns out that you still have such extraordinary accomplishments in the sword, the Thirteenth Prince, what are you planning to hide so deeply!"
After confronting several tricks, the Duke of Qingyuan couldn't hide his anger and asked in a deep voice.
"Under Huangquan, there will be King Yama to answer you."
Ning Chen took a step, avoiding the magic knife, and his figure instantly reached behind the former.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, the Marquis of Qingyuan staggered forward a few steps, turned around and swung the sword, breaking through thousands of miles.
"Qingyuanhou, you are old!"
Before he finished speaking, Su Yi's figure swept to the king again, and the same shocking punch hit the king's heart.
Blood splashed, and the Duke of Qingyuan took a few steps back, looking forward, shocked and angry.
What's going on, isn't this son's cultivation base already abolished, how can it be so fast just relying on physical strength
When Suyi swept over, the Duke of Qingyuan's expression condensed, and he waved the magic knife in his hand again, but when he saw Suyi's figure passing by, he actually avoided the blade again.
"boom!"
Bombarded with heavy punches, the punches penetrated the body, and the Marquis of Qingyuan spit red, and staggered back.
Shocked eyes, at this moment, I finally understand the reason, not because the person in front of me is too fast, but because he is slow!
Just now, when his knife approached this child, the speed obviously slowed down, like a disorder in the flow of time, making it difficult to detect.
"Have you found it? It's too late."
While speaking, Ning Chen's figure swept up in front of the former again, and punched out, adding another advantage.
Staggering for a few steps, blood flowed, and the Duke of Qingyuan coughed violently a few times.
The once brave and good at fighting has long been wiped out in the years, Qingyuanhou covered his heart, and his body that stepped into the loess with half of his feet felt the breath of death more and more clearly.
"why!"
Knowing that the situation is unfavorable, Qingyuanhou secretly raised the demonic energy in his body, deliberately delaying time, said.
Seeing through the procrastination plan of the king in front of him, Ning Chen ignored it, his body swept past, heavy punches and sharp knives went hand in hand, and he was ruthless.
The Marquis of Qingyuan waved his saber to meet the move, and was restrained by the divine ban, and the offensive slowed down.
"Uh"
With a heavy punch, the king retreated, and before he could stop, Suyi's figure swept past again, and came behind the king, the black knife was held back, and the knife pierced through the body.
"boom!"
Above the nine days, thunder broke through the sky, illuminating the chilling night.
The mad bones that came out of the heart, the blood was flowing continuously, Qing Yuanhou looked at the black knife in his heart, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed.
"why!"
Unwilling to ask, the Duke of Qingyuan looked back with difficulty and said weakly.
"Because, I am a human, you are a demon!" The black knife slowly drawn out brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood, Ning Chen waved the knife to disperse the demon blood on the knife, looked at the king in front of him, and said lightly, "Tell me again. One thing about you, your death is just the beginning of the chaos of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family. If you don't worry, Huang Quan will
You can wait for a while on the way, and there will be many people going down to accompany you, including your emperor! "
"you!"
The Marquis of Qingyuan was frightened and angry, and the blood gushed out from the wound.
The next moment, the king's body fell straight down, his eyes widened angrily, and he couldn't rest his eyes.
"Boom!"
Nine days above, heavy rain poured down, Ning Chen waved his hand to disperse the divine ban, and walked away.
In the Marquis Mansion of Qingyuan, the rain washed the earth, and the eyes were red and dazzling.
The Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen walked over, the rain wet the plain clothes, washing away the sinner's killing karma.
"Your Highness!"
In the front hall, Shi Yu Shiqing, who had been waiting patiently, was surprised when she saw the figure walking in the rain, and immediately took the oil-paper umbrella and greeted her.
The oil-paper umbrella blocked the heavy rain, but it couldn't cover the pungent blood. Ning Chen looked at the two women outside the umbrella, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to wait?"
Shi Yu Shiqing smelled the blood of the former, and she was shocked. What did His Highness go out
"Go ahead and take shelter from the rain."
Before the two could answer, Ning Chen whispered something, and immediately walked towards the front hall.
Inside the hall, the candles flickered so brightly, Shi Yu Shiqing walked quickly to the back of the hall, took the new clothes, and replaced the soaked plain clothes after serving the former.
"Okay, let's go down and change your clothes. Your clothes got wet a lot when you went out just now." Ning Chen smiled.
Shi Yu Shiqing looked at each other, then bowed and retreated.
"boom!"
Outside the hall, the thunder pierced through the dark night, and under the thunder, the eyes looking into the distance closed their smiles and became extremely cold. Internal and external troubles will really start from now on.