Gui Chen might be a man of his word, but Wang Daozhong doesn't believe it.
He felt that if his side was in a great situation, Gui Chen might not "fulfill his promise". After all, he could no longer be the state religion. The state religion was already the Four Symbols Religion. What was the point of fulfilling the promise made long ago? But if someone attacked you from the Yellow River to your home within a few days, don't blame them for abandoning you. A man who knows the times is a hero. Who has to work hard for your Wang family
This is reality.
Of course, no one knows whether returning to Chen is because of the agreement or because of reality. Everyone’s brain circuits are not in the same world and they will never be able to understand each other.
What Wang Daoxin thought of was what his brother said before he left: "You should pay attention to Zhao Changhe. He is the true dragon of this era, not Xia Longyuan."
Thinking of this, Wang Daoxin suddenly felt relieved and laughed: "So it's not surprising that I've been cheated so badly by him in the past two years, right?"
Everyone: “…”
While the besieged soldiers felt they were sure to win and were a little relaxed, Wang Daozhong suddenly swung his sword to cut through Qinghe River, but his direction was not to break out, but to rush into the formation with incredible speed, his target: Cui Yuanyang!
"Even if I die, I will make Zhao Changhe regret his whole life!"
“Not good!” Cui Yuanyong quickly stabbed at Wang Daozhong’s back with his sword, but he couldn’t keep up with his speed and the sword stabbed into nothingness: “Stop him quickly!”
The soldiers of the Cui family were getting anxious and crazy. Gui Chen, Xue Canghai and others all flew over to try to stop them, but they were all a little too slow.
No one would have thought that Wang Daozhong would not break out, but instead go into the formation!
But the kingly heart that seemed to be close to Cui Yuanyang did not feel proud at all, but suddenly became cold.
Cui Yuanyang in front did not feel panic at all. His eyes showed no sadness or joy. He swung a spare long sword in his hand and swung it diagonally to meet the Pai Tian Zhen Hai sword that was slashing towards him from Wang Daozhong.
What kind of sword is that
After fighting for a long time, they had lost a lot of energy and blood; the whole army was defeated and had lost all their spirit; with Qinghe at their side, they could not give their full strength.
Today, Cui Yuanyang is also a secret treasure. His understanding of Qinghe sword intent is close to the origin and even better than that of his father. He is not at all the panicked and defenseless little rabbit that people imagine.
"Clang!" The long sword broke into the sword energy of Wang Dao. Even the sword path of Wang Dao could not hide from her judgment. She saw it clearly.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The Qinghe Sword, Cui Yuanyong, Xue Canghai, Gui Chen's swords, and countless swords and guns around him stabbed at Wang Daozhong at the same time.
Wang Daozhong looked down at the tip of the Qinghe sword sticking out from his chest, then looked at Cui Yuanyang with a rather strange look on his face.
"Brother Zhao told me before he left that if he acted alone, he might attract the attention of many gods and demons, and there was a high possibility that he would not be able to come back to join the battle. He asked me if I had the confidence?" Cui Yuanyang said calmly: "He always thought I was a little rabbit, but I started practicing martial arts two years ago just to catch up with him..."
But this was not what Wang Daozhong wanted to say. He felt that Cui Yuanyang's eyes just now were very strange, indifferent, calm, and lofty, just like a completely different person.
Perhaps this will be a big bomb buried for Zhao Changhe in the future
Wang Daozhong smiled, said nothing, and fell to the ground and died.
Cui Yuanyang put away his sword and remained silent. He suddenly thought in his heart that Brother Zhao might not sigh for the death of other members of the Wang family, but he might be reluctant to let Wang Daozhong go...
After Wang Daozhong died, the rest of the Wang family elders were instantly drowned by the army, not even a splash of water could be made. Yu Deju, a guest official on the Earth List who was injured by Gui Chen's sneak attack, surrendered on the spot. This is the biggest difference between a power struggle and a dispute in the martial arts world. If it were a grudge in the martial arts world, Yu Deju might have fought to the death with Gui Chen, but this kind of power confrontation has no meaning at all, and there is no martial arts face attribute to speak of.
Wang Zhaoling stood alone in front of the city gate, and when he looked around he saw that there was no one among them.
Turning his head to look east, the sky was vast and Zhao Changhe never appeared.
He suddenly felt that maybe Zhao Changhe was deliberately not showing up.
He had once been kind to Zhao Changhe and offered him "jelly". He said at the time that if there was trouble in the future, he hoped to leave a way out for his descendants. Although the act of giving jelly was not well-intentioned, as the eldest son of the Wang family, he could not have been unaware of the fact that there was evil in the jelly, so it was intentional, but Zhao Changhe did not know at the time and did promise him.
Regardless of whether the premise was a scam, a promise was a promise. Zhao Changhe was famous for his chivalry, and if he was here, he had to fulfill his promise.
So he doesn't come.
Wang Zhaoling sighed softly, and whispered to himself: "Perhaps everyone would think that the Wang family acted quite foolishly from beginning to end... What do you think?"
I don’t know who was right, but Cui Yuanyong’s voice suddenly came from behind me: “Actually, no.”
Wang Zhaoling turned to look at him: "Oh?"
"It all started with your father's bet with the Sea King. He lost the bet, which led to a series of subsequent problems." Cui Yuanyong said, "To be honest, no one can remain indifferent to the temptation of breaking through the realm of control. It means flying into the sky and hiding in the ground, and it means a long life. It is like the gap between immortals and mortals. The temptation is far greater than the gap between several levels of secret treasures. You and I may have to gamble our lives to break through a secret treasure, let alone gamble our realm of control..."
Wang Zhaoling laughed: "You are able to comfort me."
"That's the fact. As for what happens next, there's nothing much to say about the winners and losers." Cui Yuanyong said lightly: "Brother Wang, actually you are out of luck." Wang Zhaoling was silent.
If the world is stable for ten years, Wang Zhaoling will not be as powerless as he is today... At least he is much better than his second uncle. Unfortunately, it is his second uncle who is in charge at this time, not himself. He is just a junior and can do almost nothing according to the rules of the clan.
Cui Yuanyong's words were a recognition of him personally, which made Wang Zhaoling feel much more comfortable. He suddenly smiled and said, "The old clan model does have many pedantic and outdated aspects. The Cui family is willing to give up their martial arts to please the new emperor. It may seem like a disadvantage, but it may be beneficial in the future."
Cui Yuanyong nodded: "Thank you for your kind words. In addition..."
He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Zhao Xin is doing well now. No one in the Cui family discriminates against her... Um... a few days ago... she got pregnant."
Wang Zhaoling laughed: "Good news, you should have told me earlier."
He took one last look at Wan Dongliu and Xuan Chong, and said with a smile, "I'll be leaving first. According to the timeline, I'll be on the Heavenly Ranking in my next life, and you guys will be in the position of Hidden Dragons. Who knows, I might be able to take care of you guys by then."
After saying this, he didn't wait for an answer and committed suicide with his sword.
Everyone looked at his body and felt a little strange.
Wang Zhaoling was so arrogant and domineering at the Qianlong Banquet. How glorious it was? Unexpectedly, in just over a year, the city was reduced to ruins and corpses were lying at the city gate.
Actually, he was not a bad person, not since the banquet. He just fell into disrespect along with the Wang family, as if he was crushed by the drastic changes of the times, and no one could resist it.
It was not Wang Daoning's problem, nor was it about how the battle was fought or how many wrong decisions Wang Daozhong made. There was inevitability in the accident. Under the tide of the times, the old things would be destroyed sooner or later. If Wang Daoning did not fight for that line, they would have died at the hands of Xia Longyuan sooner or later.
They said they were slaying a dragon, and Xia Longyuan also felt that he was slaying a dragon.
Even without Zhao Changhe, perhaps another person would have stood up and continued Xia Longyuan's dragon-slaying mission, making him unable to turn back in the morning or hide at night.
"Take good care of the bodies of the Wang family members and do not damage them." Cui Yuanyong finally ordered: "The rest of the people, enter the city."
The special street fighting in the city also came to an end. Several elders of the Wang family retreated to the ancestral temple and formed a battle array outside the gate. The formation surrounded a huge brazier, and the snow from the sky fell into the fire, making a crackling sound.
There seemed to be an altar next to the brazier, with a mechanism on it.
The Cui brothers and sisters led the crowd forward, stopped at a distance and said: "Everyone, we are relatives by marriage, and we are of the same blood. Cui can promise to protect the Wang family's ancestral temple and leave the graves untouched, so that you can live out your days in peace."
An old man slowly asked: "Do you want the Wang family's inheritance and the treasure of the secret realm?"
Cui Yuanyong said calmly: "Of course, this is necessary. As long as you open the secret realm and stop resisting, I will keep my promise just now."
The old man nodded: "Okay. This altar is the door to the opening. You can open the mechanism yourself."
Cui Yuanyang sighed: "Okay."
It was agreed upon, but no one stepped forward.
The old man narrowed his eyes.
Zhao Changhe's voice came from the sky: "I'll come."
Everyone looked up in shock. Zhao Changhe came flying over, put his hand on the mechanism, and smiled: "Paitian Zhenhai, it is extremely immune to all kinds of things. Once someone uses other skills to start the mechanism, the terrifying air pressure inside will backfire, and the surrounding area will be reduced to ashes. It's a pity that my Yangyang knew about this a long time ago. What's more regrettable is that I also know Paitian Zhenhai."
All the elders in the Wang family turned pale and looked ashen.
Cui Yuanyong turned away and said in a low voice: "They are stubborn and recalcitrant... Let's kill them all."
The sky flashed with golden light.
There are only two sentences, and the battle situation is not mentioned. Even the death of Wang Zhaoling and others in Wang Daozhong is not described in detail.
"At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the coalition forces of Cui Yuanyong and Wan Dongliu defeated Langya. Wang Daozhong died in the chaos, and Wang Zhaoling committed suicide. The side branches of the clan fled, and the chaos in the Wang family came to an end."
"The thousand-year-old King of Langya will cease to exist from now on."
"The swallows that used to fly in front of the halls of the wealthy and the rich now fly into the homes of ordinary people."
(End of this chapter)