Chapter 466: The Emperor's Fall! (Seeking monthly votes)
Just as Zhao Duan activated his cultivation and rushed towards the top of the mountain with all his strength, his figure gradually disappeared in the clouds and mist lingering around the waist of Luo Mountain.
The two celestial beings on the top of the mountain were also fighting fiercely.
The empress, who is half a step away from becoming a "celestial being", indeed possesses the combat power that rivals that of a true celestial being with the blessing of dragon energy.
Especially with the dragon robe and Taizu's magic weapon in his hands, the sword light swept across with the power to crush dry weeds and rotten wood, enough to destroy a mountain.
The "God of War" path is good at attacking.
In preparation for this Fengshan ceremony, Xu Zhenguan had been adjusting his state since he went south.
At this moment, she is at the peak of her combat power, which is also the greatest reason for her to dare to take the risk of Fengshan.
However, Wu Xiankui's strength was still beyond the empress's judgment. This warrior, who had been sitting in the East China Sea for sixty years and suppressing the martial arts world for decades, had no weapons, but his punches and kicks were no less powerful than those of divine weapons.
This old man, whose real age far exceeds his appearance, caused the vitality of heaven and earth to surge like the tide with every move he made.
It was as if he had become one with the entire world. The empress's sword was the sharpest, but how could it be an enemy of the great trend of heaven and earth?
As the two sides ended another fight, the empress retreated holding the Taia sword, and her boots embroidered with dragon patterns retreated along the ground and stopped beside the intact five-colored altar.
Wu Xiankui took several steps back, and with every step he took, the entire Luoshan Mountain shook a little.
"Qingshan inheritance..." Xu Zhenguan's eyes were cold, but also revealed a sense of caution.
It should be noted that when Emperor Taizu traveled around the world on foot, his last stop was Qingshan at that time. When it comes to martial arts, the Qingshan lineage is even older.
As one of the top five "mountain masters" in Qingshan's history, Wu Xiankui's understanding of the "great trend of heaven and earth" is unparalleled.
Just like the sea, although her sword is sharp and her imperial power is overbearing, she can cut the sea again and again, but she cannot really hurt it.
Wu Xiankui's eyes were also filled with astonishment. In his opinion, although the empress's martial arts were still "immature" compared to his own, she was only in her twenties and had such a majestic aura. When it came to the emperors of all dynasties in the Yu Kingdom, she was almost catching up with Taizu.
"If Your Majesty does not use your full strength, I will win the next punch." Wu Xiankui said lightly.
After saying this, without giving the empress much time to think, Wu Xiankui took one step at a time, one punch after another, and as he walked, a powerful momentum rushed towards her.
Xu Zhenguan seemed to be facing a green mountain. Her eyes suddenly turned dark golden, and the dragon energy around her suddenly sank into her eyebrows. The mark of the jade seal seemed to come alive.
At this moment, she no longer held back, ready to end this premature competition with her strongest attack.
However, just as the two men's fists and swords collided with each other.
Suddenly, a figure appeared silently somewhere on the top of the mountain.
Normally, at such a close distance, the arrival of anyone would attract the attention of both warring parties. However, the two men who were fully focused on fighting the enemy did not dare to distract themselves to perceive their surroundings at this moment.
In fact, in a battle of this level, no one below the Heavenly Man Realm can get close at all. They will be suppressed before they even reach the top of the mountain.
However.
This figure appeared so strangely, suddenly and silently.
He was wearing a light grey warlock robe and had a plain appearance, nothing special, just a bit solemn.
The leader of the "God of Law" sect has been lying dormant until now, and finally gave him the most ideal opportunity.
At this moment, the center of the "God of Dharma"'s eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a "卍" Buddhist character slowly emerged. The aura of "Heavenly Way" on his body quickly dissipated, and was replaced by the power of "World Honored Buddha".
The God of Law took a calm step forward and instantly appeared behind the Empress.
Then he struck out with his palm, and a vague and majestic Buddhist image appeared behind him.
The third "celestial" aura appeared at the top of Mount Luo!
Wu Xiankui was the first to see the appearance of the God of Law. The pupils of the martial arts leader in linen clothes and cloth shoes suddenly narrowed, and a brief look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Immediately, he seemed to realize something and suddenly retracted his outstretched fist.
But it was too late.
When Xu Zhenguan, who was drawing her sword with all her strength, sensed the great danger coming from behind, it was too late to react, and the Buddhist hand seal hit her hard on the back.
Xu Zhenguan only had time to turn around hastily and slightly avoid the vital parts, and blood mixed with red and gold spurted out of his mouth. His breath quickly weakened and his breath dropped wildly.
The second palm of the God of Magic followed!
"boom!!!"
The entire sea of clouds began to boil, and Luoshan also shook violently. The five-colored altar collapsed. Xu Zhenguan's pupils dilated, and his eyes were filled with shock, anger, and disbelief. Like a meteor, he fell into the sea of clouds below the mountain.
Seeing this, the "God of Law" wanted to continue chasing, but a fist packed with tremendous force came crashing down.
Wu Xiankui's hair and beard stood up, and he punched out with all his strength in the Tianren realm. The Dharma image behind the God of Dharma instantly cracked and collapsed. He also spat out blood and floated back.
"roll!!"
Wu Xiankui shouted angrily. This scene was not what he expected.
The God of Law raised his lips, spitting out blood while saying:
"I helped you win this battle, but I don't know how to appreciate kindness."
Wu Xiankui's face was gloomy. "Which family sent you? Xu Wen never told me."
The God of Law spit out blood and smiled, his eyes mocking:
"Go ask Prince Jing, do you really think it's a one-on-one fight?"
After leaving behind these words, the figure of the God of Law quickly blurred and disappeared - he did not continue to chase the Empress in the sea of clouds.
With this body, forcibly using the power of the "Heavenly Realm" was already a huge burden, and after being hit by Wu Xiankui, he was already at the end of his strength, like a candle in the wind.
Moreover, the empress, who was interrupted from her promotion and fell seriously injured, was lucky enough to be alive and was no longer a threat.
Wu Xiankui stood alone on the top of the mountain, his expression uncertain.
Seeing the God of Law escaping, he suddenly jumped into the sea of clouds and used his divine sense at the celestial realm to search for the traces of the seriously injured empress.
But after searching around, he was shocked to find that the empress's breath had disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, he sighed lightly, ignored the fighting below the mountain, and walked into the air towards the east.
Let’s go back a little bit in time.
At the same time as the sneak attack on the top of the mountain took place, Zhao Duan also ran madly to the halfway point of the mountain.
Immediately, the "Green Lotus" buried in his sea of consciousness suddenly swayed. Zhao Duan's face changed abruptly. He stopped and looked up. In his field of vision, he saw only a vast expanse of white mist.
Immediately, a figure appeared above the clouds and mist and fell like a meteor.
Zhao Duan did not hesitate. He lowered his knees and hips, leaped out like a big bird, and in mid-air, reached out and hugged the unconscious and bloody Queen of Yu.
Then, the two of them hugged each other and fell down the mountain. In mid-air, Zhao Duan decisively crushed the teleportation jade in his sleeve that Xu Zhenguan had given him for self-defense.
“Crack!”
As the teleportation jade shattered, a misty starlight enveloped the two of them, erasing their figures and randomly teleporting them thousands of miles away!
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At the foot of the mountain.
The two sides were still fighting fiercely. Suddenly, the entire Luoshan Mountain shook, and the well-protected altar at the foot of the mountain suddenly collapsed!
The tablets of the righteous gods placed on the altar fell down almost at the same time!
"The altar is destroyed!!"
Someone exclaimed.
At the same time, everyone could vaguely hear an illusory and mournful dragon roar.
An unknown feeling of sadness suddenly surged into everyone's heart.
As if it was a signal, the magicians of the Fashen Sect and the assassins of Prince Jing's Mansion suddenly retreated like a tide and tried their best to escape.
"Haha, enough fighting today, I'll bother you next time!"
Duan Shuiliu laughed loudly, coughing up blood and running away frantically.
He underestimated the power of Eunuch Hai, and was seriously injured in the fight between the two.
However, Eunuch Hai had no intention of chasing him. The old eunuch in the python robe suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the top of the mountain shrouded in clouds. His pale hair danced in the wind, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably from his turbid eyes.
Not only him, but all the palace priests who practiced the path of "Martial God" felt sad in their hearts.
"The Fengshan ceremony failed..." Tang Jinzhong stared blankly at the altar that collapsed on its own without anyone touching it.
"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Hai suddenly roared sharply, jumped up, and ran towards the top of the mountain.
The other court masters also woke up as if from their dreams and rushed to the top of the mountain!
However, when the experts climbed up the mountain, they saw only devastation. The entire mountaintop had been almost flattened by the aftermath of the battle, with only pools of blood on the ground.
There is no empress, no Zhao Duan, and no other powerful enemies.
Eunuch Hai staggered to the five-colored altar, his knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground. He picked up the collapsed and almost buried Taizu spirit tablet with both hands and wiped off the dirty loose dust on the surface.
Then he was silent, as if he had lost his soul.
"Father-in-law?" Song Jinxi called cautiously.
Eunuch Hai suddenly turned his head, stared at him, and said word by word:
"Search! Search... Your Majesty! Search!"
A group of masters scattered and searched for the trace of the empress on Luoshan Mountain.
When Mo Chou, Sun Lianying, the Minister of Rites, the Grand Canal Governor Ning Zechen and other ministers who had been hiding came out from their hiding places under the escort of officers and soldiers, they found that the fighting had stopped.
They didn't know what the situation was, but when they saw the collapsed altar, their hearts sank.
I had a bad feeling.
When he saw a group of worshippers, led by Hai Chunlin, walking down the mountain in a daze, Mo Chou was the first to rush over. "Big Ice Tub" stared at the old eunuch and said in a hoarse voice:
"Your Majesty...where are the people?!"
Eunuch Hai held the tablet of Taizu to his chest, raised his head expressionlessly, looked around at everyone, and said in an emotionless voice:
"The Fengshan ceremony failed. Your Majesty and Zhao Shaobao are missing, and the search has been fruitless."
After a pause, he stared at the officials whose expressions suddenly changed, and said something that struck everyone like lightning:
"If nothing unexpected happens, the Eighth Prince has already rebelled. Everyone, the sky of Yu Kingdom has collapsed."
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In the distance, on a bare hill.
Xu Jianwen, wearing a black robe, looked quietly at Luoshan. At this distance, he could not see any details near Luoshan.
But the roar could be faintly heard disappearing.
Suddenly, a hint of dragon energy gathered between Xu Jianwen's eyebrows, but unfortunately it only appeared for a moment before disappearing.
However, just this one point, the royal bloodline's sensitivity to dragon energy, was enough for him to be certain of some things.
"The show is over, and it's time for us to leave. Jiancheng Road will be in chaos. It won't be good if they target us." Xu Jianwen smiled lightly and turned around.
Guhuo Zhenren, Qi Yuchun, and Ren Kun, three masters of the Kuangfu Society, said suspiciously:
"Your Highness, is the false emperor dead?"
Xu Jianwen hesitated and shook his head:
"Probably not yet, but almost there. Besides, oftentimes, whether she's dead or not isn't important; whether the world thinks she's dead is more important."
The three of them seemed to understand, but were all somewhat excited:
"Your Highness, if the false emperor dies, the throne will be vacant. You..."
Xu Jianwen smiled and waved his hand:
"Now my power is weak, and I only have a nominal status. If I stand out now, I will probably become a thorn in the eyes of many people. Well, I will hide for now. I will let my uncles fight for this world. When the time is right, I will come to clean up the mess."
The three of them looked at each other and nodded, "Everything is up to Your Highness."
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Yunfu Road, Prince Mu’s Mansion.
The sorcerers of the White Sect who had set up a huge circular formation in the courtyard suddenly vomited blood in unison, and the mourning sticks in their hands fell to the ground.
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
The white-robed leader in the middle looked weak, but his lips were redder than ever.
Forcibly covering up the "Emperor Star" and reversing the emperor's fortune, even if it only lasted for a quarter of an hour, injured everyone in the White Clothes Sect. Some of the weaker ones in the formation even vomited blood and died on the spot.
On the watchtower, an illusory dragon aura suddenly appeared from the body of King Mu, who was dressed in military uniform, and then disappeared without a trace.
King Mu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "The great thing is done!"
Behind him, the prince who looked as handsome as a woman said happily:
"Congratulations, father, and congratulations to Yunfu!"
Prince Mu was in a very good mood, but he quickly suppressed his joy and looked fierce:
"Pass the order and prepare for the uprising! Also, have someone invite Zhao Shixiong to your residence! Oh, this time, we won't tolerate his indecision!"
"yes!"
A group of private army generals received the order and left.
The prince smiled and said, "Father, Mr. Zhengyang has been promoting Zhao Duan's reputation ever since he returned from the capital. Now that he is raising an army, shouldn't he also..."
He used his hand to make a gesture of wiping his neck.
King Mu shook his head and admonished:
"If you want to accomplish great things, you must be tolerant. Although Zhengyang is a Confucian scholar with a stubborn and hard temper, he is ultimately the face of the scholars. With this big banner, I may not be able to accomplish anything, but if I kill this banner, how can those scholars recognize my ascension to the throne?"
The prince smiled and said, "Father is right."
King Mu said again:
"As for Zhao Duan... he's just a dog under the imperial power. Now that he's lost his master, what's there to worry about? Our enemy is the Xuwen gang, not someone with the surname Zhao."
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Prince Jing's Mansion.
Prince Jing, who was sitting in the pavilion fishing, suddenly felt his fishing rod sink and the fishing line became taut.
He raised his hand and a fat carp broke out of the water, was thrown high into the air, and fell to the ground. It was still shaking its tail violently and gasping for breath, looking like it was about to die.
Princess Lu Yan'er and Xu Jinglong in the pavilion were surprised to see a flash of illusory dragon energy on Prince Jing's body.
"Father? This is..."
Xu Jinglong stood up with some excitement.
Prince Jing was surprisingly calm, his expression didn't change much, he just looked outside the pavilion.
A moment later, a strange young sorcerer came flying on the wind.
The young warlock's magical power is not high, but his temperament is extremely unique, as if he has experienced many years.
"What happened?" asked Prince Jing.
The young warlock said calmly, "I succeeded."
"I asked her whether she was dead or not!" Prince Jing asked in a deep voice.
The young warlock looked at him coldly, without any awe in his eyes.
"I severely injured her and knocked her down the mountain. I wanted to deliver another blow, but Wu Xiankui stopped me. But it doesn't matter. Do you think it's so easy to die in the Heavenly Man Realm? Being severely injured is already good enough."
Prince Jing frowned, somewhat dissatisfied: "But she is not yet at the Heavenly Man Realm!"
The young sorcerer said:
"The failure of the Fengshan ceremony had already severely damaged the Emperor's Dragon Qi within her. She suffered another severe blow, and now her realm has fallen to the worldly level.
Later, when you all rise up in arms and announce her defeat to the world, the dynasty will be in turmoil, the people will be alienated, and her royal aura will fall to the bottom... With all these factors added up, she will be just a high-ranking official in the world.
What's more, you are also seriously injured? I'm afraid you are not even as good as a god. It will be difficult for you to enter the heavenly realm again in this life. If you are still afraid, you might as well continue to be a vassal king.
Prince Jing was a little displeased, but he didn't show it and nodded:
"I understand. Is Zhao Duan dead?"
The young warlock shook his head and said, "I don't have the time to deal with him."
After saying this, without waiting for Prince Jing to answer, the sorcerer flew away on the wind.
Prince Jing did not stop him. He pondered for a moment and said:
"Pass the order down and search for Xu Zhenguan and Zhao Duan with all your strength. Find them alive or dead."
"Yes." Xu Jinglong went downstairs excitedly.
The father and son did not notice that Princess Lu Yan'er looked pale.
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P.S. Please believe me, this temporary depression is just to create an opportunity for the protagonist to assassinate the emperor...
(End of this chapter)
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