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In the Three Imperial Cities, the dark tide was surging, and after the return of fate, the situation became more complicated, and the two kings seized the throne, becoming more and more intense.

The seventh prince died in Longhuang Mountain, the three-legged situation was unbalanced, and the contradiction between the eldest prince and the third prince was directly put 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 emperors have always turned a blind eye to the matter of the crown prince's seizure of the heir, allowing the three princes to win over all forces, as long as they do not make moves that go against the fundamental interests of the royal family, who can win the unification depends on their own ability.

Knowing his fate to enter the royal family and becoming the fourth prince is something that no one expected, and what people didn't expect is that the accident of the seventh prince in Longhuang Mountain directly led to the fierce competition for Huangquan, and the choice of the thirteenth prince who is not qualified to inherit the royal family will directly affect the final result.

In the past few years, all the royal relatives and nobles have seen how powerful the Nine Demon Emperor is, even if it is not much more than the Kun Yi Demon Emperor, the head of the three Demon Emperors, as the only disciple of the Nine Demon Emperors, the Thirteenth Prince, his status has become very important.

In the Third Prince's Mansion, in front of the palace, Xuanqing, dressed in white, stood quietly, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Today, the thirteenth came to borrow troops from him, which was a rare opportunity for him, but the identity of that Xuanluo was also extraordinary, and the spies he sent reported that Xuanluo was now the lord of the Southwest King Realm, and his strength was unfathomable, and even the previous Southwest King was defeated in his hands.

It is said that the last generation of the Southwest King already had the strength of the late stage of the royal realm, and Xuanluo was able to defeat him, if he either had more powerful strength, or he had hole cards that no one else knew.

No matter what the reason is, this Xuanluo will not be easy to deal with, and if he wants to help Lao Thirteen get rid of it, he must use the hidden power in his hands.

Exposing his hole cards, whether they are worth it or not, he must think about it carefully.

In the sky, the night is getting dark, the night is coming, the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen sat in the main hall, carefully wiping the black knife in his hand against the lamp.

Not far away, Shiyu Shiqing looked at the former's actions, and felt a chill in her heart.

They knew that His Highness's sword cultivation was very extraordinary, even those so-called heavenly prides could not reach it, but it was the first time they had seen His Highness use a sword.

Outside the palace, the night is getting deeper, the whole imperial city is completely dark, the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people are killed and set on fire.

Inside the main hall, Ning Chen got up and walked outside with his crazy bones.

"Your Highness"

Shiqing spoke, her face worried, and said, "Be careful." ”

Ning Chen looked back, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "It's just a little thing, 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, Shiyu and Shiqing glanced at each other, and their worries could not be hidden.

In the Three Imperial City, dark clouds gradually obscured the cold moon, and the whole night seemed even darker, and suddenly, with a boom, a thunderbolt pierced the night sky and illuminated the Imperial City.

On the street, the figure of Su Yi, holding a black knife, did not cover his face, did not change his clothes, and walked towards the northwest of the imperial city step by step.

Qingyuan Marquis's Mansion, the lights are on, Qingyuan Hou, one of the former meritorious veterans of the royal family, is now old, his blood is withered, and he is recuperating in the mansion.

Although the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion is no longer as glorious as it used to be, the Qingyuan Marquis today has a very high seniority and has a very special status in the royal family.

The Qingyuan Marquis Mansion has clearly stated that it stands on the side of the eldest prince as early as a hundred years ago, and everyone in the Three Emperors City is well known.

In the midst of the muffled thunder, in front of the Marquis of Qingyuan's mansion, a plain-clothed figure walked forward, full of murderous intent, sharp and piercing.

"Who are you?"

In front of the Qingyuan Marquis's mansion, the two guards saw the person coming and blocked the road.

However, as the words fell, the black sword light cut through the darkness, bringing out a striking residual red.

Before he could shout, Su Yi walked by, and behind him, two figures fell to the ground suddenly, blood overflowing, staining the earth red.

Ning Chen walked into the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion, turned around and closed the door.

Boom, thunder fell, the night sky brightened, and before the door closed, the thunder reflected a pair of cold eyes, like Shura, and could no longer see the mildness of the past.

The door of the mansion closed, and the figure that passed by in an instant, turned into a grim reaper, and before the guards on patrol could react, they only felt a sweetness in their mouths, and their consciousness quickly blurred.

Above the nine heavens, dark clouds rolled, and the night covered all darkness and sin, making it difficult for people to see.

At night, the extremely fast knife brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers, from the front hall to the backyard, everywhere he went, the blood flowed like a river.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a piercing cry resounded through the Qingyuan Marquis's mansion, and a young woman fell with a lantern in her hand, looking at the corpses all over the ground in front of her, her face showing horror.

Before she could speak again, behind the woman, the figure in plain clothes swept over, and the knife waved over, directly stunning the woman.

"What people!"

The woman's exclamation attracted the attention of more guards in the house, and a large number of guards hurried over, but the people were fast and the knives were faster.

The plain clothes swept by, and within a few moments, the black knife sealed the throat, a waterfall of blood gushed out, and the last sight of the eyes was the poignant red.

"Presumptuous!"

At this moment, in the depths of the Qingyuan Marquis's Mansion, an old man's angry shout came out, and the king's coercion swept out.

Ning Chen stopped, turned around, and looked at the powerful coercion pressed down in front of him, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

With one step out, the figure disappeared in an instant, and reappeared, and it had reached the depths of the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion, in the cold forbidden place, and plain clothes appeared.

The hands are sealed, the Yellow Spring is forbidden, and the divine forbidden space seals the battle situation, cutting off all retreats.

"Thirteenth Prince, it's you!"

Seeing the white-haired young man in front of him, shock flashed in Qingyuanhou's eyes, and after a while, he gathered his thoughts and exploded.

Without saying much, Ning Chen's body moved, and the black knife slashed down, mercilessly.

Seeing this, Qingyuanhou held it in his left hand, and a magic knife appeared, and the two knives clashed, and the stone was shattered.

Knife to knife, fast and strong,-for-tat, head-to-head.

Cultivation is the gap, the speed is filled, Ning Chen steps on the odd step, the figure is moving, the fast knife is like lightning, and the knife is desperate.

"It turns out that you still have such extraordinary sword attainments, the thirteenth prince, you are hiding so deeply, what are your plans!"

After a few confrontations, Qingyuanhou couldn't hide his anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Under the Yellow Spring, there will be Hades to answer for you. ”

Ning Chen stepped forward, avoiding the magic knife, and his body instantly moved behind the former, gathering his strength with a heavy fist, and blasted towards the heart of the king.

"Ugh"

With a muffled snort, Qingyuanhou staggered forward a few steps, turned around and swung his sword, breaking through a thousand jun.

"Qingyuanhou, you're old!"

Before the words fell, the plain figure swept in front of the king again, and the same earth-shattering punch hit the king's heart.

Blood splattered, Qingyuan Hou took a few steps back, his eyes looked ahead, shocked and angry.

What's the matter, isn't this son's cultivation already abolished, how can it be so fast with physical strength alone?

Su Yi swept over, Qing Yuanhou's expression condensed, and the magic knife in his hand swung again, but when he saw Su Yi's figure passing sideways, he actually avoided the blade again.

"Bang!"

The heavy fist bombarded, the punch was full of strength, Qingyuanhou vomited red in his mouth, and staggered back.

Shocked eyes, at this moment, I finally understood the reason, it was not that the person in front of him was too fast, but that he was slow!

Just now, when his knife approached this place, the speed slowed down significantly, like the confusion of the flow of time, which was difficult to detect.

"Did you find out? Unfortunately, it was too late. ”

As he spoke, Ning Chen's figure swept in front of the former again, and punched out, adding another advantage.

After stumbling a few steps, blood flowed, Qingyuanhou coughed violently a few times, and the withered blood became more and more difficult to hold for a long time.

The once brave and good at fighting has long been wiped out in the years, Qingyuan Hou covered his heart, and his body with half a foot into the loess felt the breath of death more and more clearly.

"Why!"

Knowing that the situation was unfavorable, the demonic qi in Qingyuanhou's body was secretly raised, and he deliberately delayed time, and said.

Seeing through the king's procrastination plan in front of him, Ning Chen ignored it, his body swept by, heavy punches and fast knives were parallel, and he was ruthless.

Qingyuanhou waved his sword to meet the move, and the attack slowed down due to the divine forbidden.

"Ugh"

With a heavy fist, the king retreated, and before he could stop, the plain figure swept by again, coming behind the king, and the black knife was held back, and the knife pierced the body.

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, the thunder broke through the sky, illuminating the dark night of slaughter.

The crazy bones that came out of his heart, the blood continued to flow, and Qing Yuanhou looked at the black knife in his heart, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Why!"

Unwilling to ask, Qingyuanhou looked back with difficulty and said weakly.

"Because, I am a human being, and you are a demon!"

Slowly drawing out the black knife, bringing 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, "Let me tell you one more thing, your death is just the beginning of the chaos of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family, if you are not in a hurry, you can wait on the Huangquan Road, and next, there will be many people who will go down to accompany you, including your emperor!"

"You!"

Qingyuanhou was furious, hateful and angry, and blood gushed out from the wound.

The next moment, the king's body fell straight down, his eyes widened angrily, and he didn't blink a blind eye.

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, the heavy rain poured down, Ning Chen waved his hand to disperse the divine forbidden, and walked away.

In the Qingyuan Marquis Mansion, the rain washed the earth, full of residual red, dazzling and abnormal.

In the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen walked in, and the rain wet his plain clothes, washing away the killing karma of the sinner.

"Your Highness!"

In the front hall, Shiyu Shiqing, who had been waiting patiently, saw the figure coming in the rain, looked startled, and immediately took the oil-paper umbrella and greeted it.

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, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said, "Didn't you stop waiting?"

Shiyu Shiqing smelled the blood on the former's body, and her heart was shocked, what did His Highness do when he went out?

"Let's take shelter from the rain in the first hall. ”

Without waiting for the two of them to answer, Ning Chen whispered a word, and then walked towards the main hall in front of him.

In the hall, the candle flame was beating, so bright, Shiyu Shiqing walked quickly to the back of the hall, took the new clothes, and served the former to change out of the soaked plain clothes.

"Okay, you guys go down and change your clothes, you just went out, and your clothes are a lot wet. Ning Chen said with a smile.

Shiyu Shiqing glanced at each other, then saluted in unison and retreated.

"Boom!"

Outside the main hall, the thunder pierced the treacherous night, and under the thunder light, the eyes looking into the distance put away their smiles and became extremely cold.

Internal and external troubles are only now really beginning.

(End of chapter)

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