Daming: At the beginning, the big snow dragon rides to create a martial arts court

It's easy to fake your identity.

When leaving, Cao Zhengchun happened to meet Qinglong who came to report, his face suddenly turned cold: "Qinglong, you are fine!"

There was a smile on the corner of Qinglong's mouth: "Master Cao said that I am fine, so I am naturally fine. Also, please rest assured, Governor Cao, I will definitely take good care of Ma Shun."

"After all, feng shui takes turns. Come to my house this year, isn't it, Governor Cao?"

"Qinglong, pray that it won't fall into my hands!" Cao Zhengchun flicked his sleeves and left.

Qinglong's smile disappeared slowly, he clenched his fists, and said secretly: "That day will never come, Your Majesty is Mingjun, as long as I serve my life faithfully, how can I be bewitched by you?"

Back then, he was kicked out from the Jinyiwei Commander, squeezed out, suppressed, and demoted to the Jinyiwei Qianhu. Now that he has gained power, he will naturally vent all the grievances he has suffered in these years on Ma Shun.

Ma Shun naturally refused to accept it, but he couldn't beat Qinglong, so he could only complain to his godfather Cao Zhengchun.

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The moonlight is like frost, sprinkled on the earth.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony is one of the three halls entering the outer city of the imperial city, and it is also the tallest palace in the Forbidden City.Standing on the Hall of Supreme Harmony, you can completely overlook the entire Forbidden City, and have a panoramic view of everything inside and outside the imperial city.Therefore, the location of the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City is above the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Tonight, the surroundings of the Hall of Supreme Harmony have already been guarded by the heavily armored Royal Palace Guards, Jin Yiwei, and Dongchang masters.

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the masters of the rivers and lakes sect who came in with tokens were delimited within the designated area.

Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, Huashan... more than a dozen sects of all sizes, and some famous people from all walks of life, more than [-] people in total, are waiting for the appearance of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

"Master, something serious has happened!"

Cao Shaoqin looked bitter: "More than 200 people came in."

Cao Zhengchun glanced at the area where the Jianghu people were, his eyes darkened: "How many tokens have you issued?"

"120 three." Cao Shaoqin trembled.

"damn it!"

At this moment, Cao Zhengchun just wanted to kill Cao Shaoqin: "This governor entrusted you with such an important matter, and you just repay me like this? How can I explain to His Majesty?"

Cao Zhengchun's seven orifices were filled with smoke, His Majesty entrusted this matter to Dongchang, but he didn't expect the first thing to go wrong.

120 Three tokens, one token for one person, there are more than 200 people from the Jianghu here, 100 more people, what is the origin of these 100 people?What purpose?Can he take responsibility for offending His Majesty?

"Follow me to His Majesty to plead guilty!"

Cao Zhengchun hurriedly took Cao Shaoqin to see Zhu Qiyu, and knelt down on the ground. Cao Zhengchun already knew Zhu Qiyu, and he didn't like courtiers to explain his mistakes.

After Zhu Qiyu finished listening, he said indifferently: "It's okay, in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is just a fancy paper tiger."

Tonight, he will let everyone know who is in charge of Daming!

Is it possible that the shore of the land is the king's minister, and the king's land in the whole world is not just talking.

This also shows that Nan Wang has already swallowed the bait, and the deeper he swallows, the more he will be unable to break free.

"There are traitors inside the East Factory. Strictly investigate, ransack the house, and exterminate the family!"

"The minister leads the order!"

Qinglong said at this moment: "Your Majesty, Dongchang's negligence is too great, resulting in 100 more people coming in. The defense that was originally arranged needs to be re-arranged. The son of a daughter can't sit down. For the safety of Your Majesty, do you need to arrange more around His Majesty?" Several people?"

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "No need, just follow the original arrangement. Could it be that you don't have confidence in yourself? Besides, I still have the emperor's uncle and Tai Tuo to protect me."

Qinglong's thoughts were twitching, thinking of the achievements of 100 of them practicing in the 'Dongtian Paradise' for a year, his confidence doubled immediately.

"I understand!"

Not long after, all the people in the Jianghu looked away, and their hearts were shocked: "Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is here."

Ye Gucheng, a protagonist on the Bauhinia Peak, has finally arrived.

Lord of Baiyun City—Ye Gucheng!

"This person……"

Zhu Qiyu looked at 'Ye Gucheng' with great interest. Everyone thought that the person who came was Ye Gucheng, but only he and the people on Nanwang's side knew that this person was not Ye Gucheng at all.

But looking at the looks of many people in the world, this person imitated so much that no one even recognized Lu Xiaofeng.

"Where is the real Ye Gucheng?"

Zhu Qiyu rubbed his chin and looked at the people around him, Jin Yiwei, Dongchang.

And Ye Gucheng is likely to mix in, wait until everyone's attention is on the top of the Forbidden City, and suddenly assassinate.

Since Happy King Chai Yuguan is a member of the Southern King, Wang Lianhua, the son of Happy King, cannot be ignored.

Not only is he good at astrology, divination, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is also very good at medicine and disguise. Ten people can't learn it all, but he can learn it all by himself.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that she has a jade face and red lips, and is very romantic, and a man disguised as a woman is also seductive and seductive, attracting men's hearts.However, the most alluring part is his difficulty in distinguishing between good and evil, true and false.

Few people know his real face.

"Ximen Chuuxue is here!"

I don't know who shouted.

Ye Gucheng floated over from the ridge of the roof, and Ximen Chuuxue walked in step by step from the palace gate. He stood upright, his white clothes were like snow, and the sword beside his waist was black, pitch black, long and narrow, and ancient.

His body exudes the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms, and there is a solemn look in his plain eyes. For him, this sword fight is a sacred thing that can be dedicated to all, and must be treated with seriousness and respect.

"What a cold sword intent." Yue Buqun sighed slightly, as Ximen Chuuxue walked in, the surrounding air was faintly chilled, as if what came was not a person, but an iceberg, radiating outwards all the time With a deadly cold, the cold penetrated into the bone marrow.

Everyone cheered up, is this peerless swordsman contest finally about to start? .

Chapter 57 The Assassination on the Other Side

"Your Majesty, let's eat something." Xining said to Zhu Qizhen in the room.

Zhu Qizhen shook his head again and again: "No, no, no! Xining, don't call me Your Majesty, I'm not the emperor, are they trying to poison me to death! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! There must be poison in this food!"

In the room, Zhu Qizhen was trembling, his face was pale, and he was extremely terrified. The closer he was to the capital, the more his paranoia of persecution became more apparent. In his eyes, every meal delivered was poisoned.

Xining sighed lightly: "The Supreme Emperor, they would have poisoned you long ago, they won't poison you now, at least you will be safe until you return to the capital."

The capital is still like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den to Zhu Qizhen, let alone him.

He knew in his heart that Zhu Qizhen still had a chance to survive, he must die!

And it could be death by a thousand swords.

Just relying on his advice for Wala, he has no chance of surviving, not to mention that Zhu Qizhen is not the emperor, even if Zhu Qizhen is restored, in order to appease his anger, he will die.

Along the way, he thought about committing suicide, but he didn't have the courage.

Xining is right, before returning to the capital, Zhu Qiyu will not kill Zhu Qizhen, he will not let the Emperor Jiaomen die too easily.

Zhu Qiyu's idea is to nail Zhu Qizhen to the pillar of shame first and kill him openly!

He is only called the Emperor of the Gate, and he is also eligible for the temple title of "Yingzong", and the posthumous title of "Fa Tian Li Dao Ren Ming Cheng Jing Zhao Wen Xian Wu to De Guang Emperor"?

Yang, Ling, Yin, You, Li, Mourning, Huang, Min, Zhuang... Zhu Qiyu will help him choose a posthumous title from these evil posthumous titles.

Anyway, Emperor Mingmen is not worthy of the temple title of 'Yingzong', nor the posthumous title of 'Xiaorui'.

"Don't kill me! I'm not the emperor anymore! I don't want the throne anymore. As long as I return to Beijing, the emperor will definitely kill me, he will kill me..."

Zhu Qizhen curled up in the corner, chanting words, as if he was not far from going crazy.

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boom!

Suddenly, the door of the room opened, to be precise, every now and then.

A flash of sword light, running like thunder, stabbed Zhu Qizhen on the bed curled up. At this moment, the sword was extremely sharp, trembling like a spirit snake, as if holding a flash in his hand, trembling, it seemed to have the sound of a dragon chant.

boom!

The room shook, and a figure behind the bed rose from the ground like a cannonball. The exposed muscles turned dark blue in vain, and the whole body slammed into the assassin's sword with flesh and blood.

clang clang clang!

Between lightning and flint, the two collided a dozen times in an instant.

The room is full of sword energy, and the sound of hissing and chirping is endless, the sword reflects the starlight, and the room is bright and dazzling.

The next moment, the assassin shot out like a goose feather.

"Tiaohu Lishan?"

Huiming glanced at Zhu Qizhen who was curled up on the bed from the corner of his eye, and smiled sarcastically, as if he didn't care.

boom!

He stamped his feet, and with a bang, a long wave of air was dragged behind him, and he chased and killed the assassin under the violent momentum.

After running less than a hundred meters away, the assassin stopped suddenly.

In front of him, two people blocked the way.

Only then did Huiming see the appearance of the assassin.

He is dressed in linen and white clothes, with a white linen belt stretched across his eyebrows, his long hair is loose, and he carries a six-foot long sword on his back. Every step on his foot is seven inches long.

The man in white is not inferior to the Japanese swordsman of Yagyu Dan Mashou.

boom!

Huiming opened his mouth and exhaled, and the white air the size of a washbasin shot out like a shell, like a thunder coming into the world.

A master with strong physical strength like Huiming can spit out a breath like thunder and lightning, which is enough to kill a tiger. Although it can't play a decisive role in this battle, it can also be used as an assistant.

After exhaling, Huiming laughed loudly and stomped his foot.

Rumble!

The ground shattered, the ground shook, the whole ground sank downwards, and the whole body was surrounded by violent blasting winds. Amid the deafening explosion, it spanned ten feet and punched out.

The man in white tapped his toes lightly, and stabbed out with a sword.

He seemed to be floating, the sword aura was like a raging wave, with a cold aura that crushed everything, he could only hear the sound of chichi, dozens of sword aura intertwined, covering Huiming directly...

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In the room, Zhu Qizhen huddled aside in fear. At this moment, a gloomy and cold knife light emerged, and the dark room became like daylight under the instant knife light.

The killing intent rose up as if it was real, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Ah, ah, don't kill me!"

The killing intent rushed into the skin of Zhu Qizhen's body like a maggot on the tarsus bone, frightening him out of his wits, and shouting desperately: "Zhu Qiyu, I won't fight with you for the throne, don't kill me!"

Until now, he still doesn't know that Zhu Qiyu's people are protecting him, and it's another group of people who want to kill him.

"This is the former emperor of the Ming Dynasty? Trash!"

Liu Shengdan raised the corner of Mashou's eyes slightly, and the next moment, there was an extremely slight whistling sound of air flow, and a sense of danger for no reason made his scalp explode.

Amidst the violent fluctuations in the air, Chi Li and Chi Li carried the billowing air, one left and one right, pressing towards Liu Shengdan Ma Shougai.

"A trap! This is a trap! Why are there so many masters here? Is there a traitor? Or has the news that Nanwang is going to assassinate the former emperor of the Ming Dynasty leaked out?"

It is impossible to describe Liu Shengdan Ma Shou's horror in words. It stands to reason that such a lost emperor does not have any expert guards around him. They only need to hide from the army and sneak in. The white-clothed man will lead the tiger away from the mountain to lure one away, and he will assassinate him easily.

He never expected that there are actually two masters who are not inferior to him hidden here.

Boom!

In an instant, Liu Shengdan Mashou's body swayed, and he gave up the assassination. Like a ghost, his body was almost twisted into a snake, barely avoiding Chi Li's punch, and the blade collided with Chi Li.

Klang Keng!

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and as Liu Shengdan Mashou's face changed drastically, the Fusang knife snapped.

Then Chi Li punched him on the chest.

Under this tremendous force, Liu Shengdan Mashou's chest was dented with a click, and a large piece of his back protruded. He spat out blood with viscera and seven orifices, and his whole body crackled and exploded.

With just one punch, he was on the brink of death.

At this time, Shangguan Yunque walked in with a limp man, glanced at Liu Shengdan Mashou who had turned into a dead dog, and said with a chuckle: "I searched around, and I found the lurking son of the Southern Prince. Doves are ready to occupy the magpie's nest, the Supreme Emperor, take a look, does it look like you?".