Before he finished speaking, Wang Jin, who was kneeling at the bottom of the steps and closest to Zhao Xin, reached into his bosom and drew out the soft sword wrapped around his waist. His figure suddenly shot up like an arrow from a bow and attacked the emperor on the dragon throne.

When entering the palace to meet the emperor, you are not allowed to carry weapons.

But Zhao Xin didn't want him to become suspicious, so when Cao Xiong summoned him into the palace, he didn't search him.

Although Wang Jin could not appear before the emperor with weapons in his hand as usual, he was always cautious and always carried a soft sword with him.

The soft sword is flexible and can be directly wrapped around the waist, so it will not be visible when wearing outer clothes.

If you want to escape from the Qinzheng Palace today, you have no choice but to kidnap the emperor!

Cao Xiong plotted against him and tricked him into entering the palace alone, leaving no one to rescue him!

Only by forcing the emperor out of the palace can he seek refuge with the Cui family.

The emperor is still young and cannot compete with Cui Xiang at all. As long as the Cui family is willing to help him, he will not die.

In a flash, Wang Jin had already thought of a way out.

The bright sword shadow was reflected in Zhao Xin's eyes, the soft sword hummed, and Zhao Xin even felt the oncoming murderous aura!

He was so fast and launched an attack suddenly that it seemed that the emperor was about to fall into Wang Jin's hands in an instant.

"His Majesty!"

Amid the exclamations, a clang sound was heard, and a silver chain flew out of the air and entangled the sword that was attacking the emperor.

Wan Chao, who was guarding Zhao Xin's side, blocked Wang Jin's sneak attack. Zhao Xin shouted angrily, "Come! Capture this traitor for me!"

Before he could finish his words, the four eunuchs and Cao Xiong who were lying in ambush in the hall flew over and surrounded Wang Jin.

Wang Jin stared at Cao Xiong hatefully, then looked at the emperor with a stern expression, and suddenly laughed sarcastically.

"Your Majesty, you want to take my life just because of them?"

Zhao Xin sneered, "They are more than capable of dealing with you!"

Now that he had fallen out with the emperor, Wang Jin's expression lost its respect and he stared at Zhao Xin with a cold expression.

"The Emperor used Cao Xiong to lure me into the palace. I'm afraid he didn't know that Cao Xiong had already defected to Prime Minister Cui, didn't he?"

Zhao Xin sneered to himself. Trying to sow discord? It was a bit too late now.

"You can ask now who Cao Xiong is loyal to." Zhao Xin's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Cao Xiong bowed to Zhao Xin and said, "Your Majesty is my only master."

Wang Jin suppressed his anger and resentment: "Cao, you betrayed the Prime Minister. Do you think you can rise to prominence by joining the Emperor?"

He pointed at the young emperor on the dragon throne and sneered, "He's just a puppet emperor with no real power. So what can he do even if he causes chaos in the palace?

In the case of Kou Huairen, Prime Minister Cui was the real mastermind!

Even if you kill me, you won't be able to overturn Kou Huairen's case.

If Your Majesty were more obedient, perhaps you could still sit on your throne in peace."

Wang Jin was completely desperate at this moment. He knew that he was being plotted against by Cao Xiong and that the Cui family had no plans in the palace. He was imprisoned.

The only way was to bring up Cui Cen to test the emperor's fear of him.

Zhao Xin's eyes were cold and his expression was murderous. He sneered:

"You still expect Cui Cen to come and rescue you?

Wang Jin, I will let you watch carefully from the depths of the netherworld how I secure the throne!"

The emperor sitting high on the dragon throne looks down on everything, domineering and confident.

Being stared at by those sharp eyes, the fear that Wang Jin had suppressed in his heart surged up again.

"Whoever captures this traitor will be rewarded handsomely!" Zhao Xin gave the order, and Cao Xiong and his men immediately attacked.

For a moment, sword shadows and strong winds mixed together, and several figures started fighting in the hall.

Wang Jin used both palm and sword techniques, especially his soft sword, which made his sword techniques seem strange and unpredictable.

The soft sword is different from other cold and hard weapons. It is both flexible and sharp. It is impossible to judge the direction of the sword edge, and you will be injured if you are not careful.

Zhao Xin stared at the battle situation in the hall and found that Wang Jin's martial arts skills were indeed not low.

He fought alone against Cao Xiong and several others, and not only did he not lose, but he even had the upper hand.

Wang Jin just wanted to end the battle quickly, so his attacks were fierce and vicious.

Although Cao Xiong and his men joined forces, they found it increasingly difficult to fight.

Seeing this, Li Cunxiao, who was guarding Zhao Xin, was eager to go down and help.

But remembering the emperor's order, he forced himself to endure it.

After more than a hundred moves, people were knocked out of the battle one after another.

The three eunuchs with weaker martial arts skills fell to the ground one after another, spitting blood.

Only Cao Xiong was still holding on. He wanted to get rid of Wang Jin the most, and he was fighting him with all his strength.

As his helpers were defeated one after another, Cao Xiong felt more and more pressured and it became increasingly difficult for him to attack.

Looking at Cao Xiong, who was pale and struggling to support himself, Wang Jin looked at him with contempt and resentment.

Being schemed against by the very people he had always trampled under his feet, how could he not feel hatred?!

Even if he really couldn't escape today, he would kill Cao Xiong and bury him with him!

The soft sword was like a venomous snake that appeared out of nowhere, wrapping around Cao Xiong's sword blade. With a "swish", the sword tip slashed towards his sword-holding palm!

Cao Xiong was shocked. If he chopped down with this sword, his right hand would be cut off at the wrist!

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly let go of the sword, but did not retreat. Instead, he approached Wang Jin desperately, secretly accumulating palm power in his left hand.

The flexible and sharp sword pierced through Cao Xiong's chest, and at the same time, the strong palm wind also hit Wang Jin.

"Bang!" Wang Jin was knocked flying and crashed into the vermilion pillar in the hall where a golden dragon was circling.

Wang Jin was half-kneeling on the ground in a mess, his face was pale, and a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his tightly pursed mouth.

Cao Xiong was not in a much better condition either. He was stabbed in the chest by Wang Jin's sword. Although the wound did not hit his vitals and kill him instantly, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The other three eunuchs took advantage of the situation and attacked. Although Cao Xiong desperately hit Wang Jin with a palm, even so, the eunuchs were no match for him.

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