Chapter 111: The Emperor Will Die

"There's nothing to say, we came here this time to seek justice from the royal family of the Dayan Empire, so that your emperor knows that the Martial Saint is not something that can be calculated casually, and since some things have been done, you have to pay the price!" The voice of the Blood Red Martial Saint followed, the size was not much weaker than that of the Mighty Martial Saint, and he openly and frankly looked for trouble, and directly revealed the purpose, so that the royal family of the Dayan Empire in the palace hall knew that the trouble was coming, and if you couldn't hide it, don't want to avoid it.

"The two ......" Yan Zhengkuan wanted to say something, although the other party's words had been said very clearly, but before he could finish speaking, he was suppressed by Lin Weiwu's voice.

"Xiao Xing, you get out of here, if we don't take your life today, we can't relieve our anger!" The two of them had a clear purpose, that is, they wanted to kill the culprit who provoked the war.

The two of them ran to the gate of the palace and were aggressive, wanting to take the life of the master, and only the martial saint could do such arrogance. The guards at the palace gate had long been forced to retreat by Lin Weiwu and the pressure of the martial saint exuded by the blood-red body, and they couldn't get close, at this time, Long Yanhua and Lin Yiyun took Song Ling and the three of them just swaggered in from the unguarded palace gate.

As soon as he raised his head, the red duck was on top, and the blood red and Lin Weiwu behaved arrogantly. Song Ling looked at the sky with admiration, "Master, the old man is so majestic!"

Long Yanhua pressed one hand on the top of the little apprentice's head and said, "Lingling, master him...... It's not an old man. "Blood Red looks like he's in his thirties, quite young, and it's too early to call him an old man.

"Oh~ got it. Song Ling nodded seriously, taking her master's words to heart.

The arrival of Long Yanhua and the three of them also immediately attracted the attention of the great masters in front of them, there were other people coming at this urgent moment, Yan Zhengkuan's eyes were fixed on the Blood Red Martial Saint and the Mighty Shock Martial Saint, if it weren't for that, he would be surprised that there were still people in the Long family who dared to return to the Dayan Empire at a glance.

They don't pay attention doesn't mean that Blood Red and Lin Weiwu don't pay attention, the three people who suddenly walked below have a familiar breath, Lin Weiwu looked down and glared, how could his grandson appear in this place! Shouldn't he and the little girl of the Long family be in Northern Xinjiang?!

But then he knew the reason for the two of them. Glancing back at the blood red, his tone was displeased, "Look at the good deeds your apprentice has done, and you have put my grandson in danger." ”

Blood Red also lowered his head, saw his apprentice, and after his eyes fell on the black bear on Long Yanhua's shoulder, he also had an answer in his heart, the speed of the bird bear was faster than that of the red duck, looking at the dress and calm emotions of the three people, it was obvious that they had just arrived at the capital of the Dayan Empire.

He retracted his gaze and said to his old comrades-in-arms beside him, "What are you afraid of, are they still in danger with us? You are underestimating your own strength." ”

As a result, the two martial saints withdrew their attention and continued to compete with the royal family.

"Since you don't plan to hand over Xiao Xing, we can only do it ourselves!" Lin Weiwu roared and jumped down from the back of the red duck in mid-air, "Boom!" The bluestone floor in the Dalian Imperial Palace was shaken out of a large crater by the impact. And the Blood Red Martial Saint fell after his demon beast flew to the ground.

The two have completely different styles of doing things, but they play the same role, when they see the martial saint, they have to make a move, and the great masters guarding the front of the palace hall are all nervous and sweaty, and fighting the martial saint is simply the biggest challenge of their lives for them.

"Old friend Scarlet, let's rush in!" Lin Weiwu took out the heavy sword he held his signature and held it in his hand with full power, and the Scarlet software was also murderous.

"Two Martial Saints, can't you really talk about it properly? Our Dayan Empire doesn't want to be enemies with the two, so please think twice before acting!" Yan Zhengkuan was still making a fearless defense, because he knew that once he made a move, there was no possibility of victory on their side.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Weiwu quickly rushed to the defense line of the Great Grandmaster, and swung the heavy sword in his hand!

Under the full suppression of the two Martial Saints, the Great Grandmaster, the Grandmaster, and some of the guards on the periphery were overwhelmed, and the masters who rushed up bravely became human sandbags under the Martial Saints, and they were exaggerated and sent flying. Blood Red and Lin Weiwu are not ruthless people, they have no murderous intentions for these innocent masters who are used as guns, they have wronged the debtors, and they have determined that the target is the royal family, not anyone else.

Yan Zhengkuan, one of the four major families of the Dayan Empire, the head of the Yan family, who was once evenly matched with the Long family, was also kicked out by Lin Weiwu a few seconds ago, and the whole person rushed into the palace hall like a cannonball, 'boom~!', and it didn't appear again, I'm afraid it was seriously injured and couldn't stand.

At this time, in the palace hall of the Dayan Empire, the emperor Xiao Xing, who was in his fifties, originally looked only in his thirties, but at this time, it seemed that he had suddenly aged ten years old, and his original black hair turned half white in an instant, and the catastrophe was coming, and he also knew that it was impossible for his subordinates to stop the footsteps of the two martial saints, and today, I am afraid that it was the date when he died in Huangquan.

He was unwilling to become the emperor, decades of planning to make the Dayan Empire the strongest country in the Southern Regions, and not long ago planned a shocking move, so that the territory of the Southern Regions expanded by half, the move of swallowing the Western Regions is something that no one has done for hundreds of years, and he succeeded, he thought that his great achievements should be passed on, and he would become an emperor through the ages, but he didn't expect that the blood red and Lin Weiwu, who should have been eliminated under the plan, were still alive and well, while his subordinate's ace Xuanming Martial Saint died unexpectedly.

At that time, he knew that he was afraid of his life, but he did not expect that retribution would come so quickly.

"Father, what should we do!?" Xiao Ya'er is not surprised, this person is mentally mature, although the emperor is her father, but where is the touching family affection of the royal family? For her, what is more important is how the future development of the Dayan Empire will be after her father was killed by the Martial Saint, and who will the throne be handed over.

Xiao Xing closed his eyes, his heart was cold, before he died, didn't any of his children shed a tear for him? He, the emperor, had succeeded, but his father had failed.

"Your Majesty, what should we do~~?" The queen cried tears, I am afraid that she is the only one in the entire royal family who is sincerely sad for her husband. At the moment of the overall situation, everyone here knows that it will not be long before their father, His Majesty of the Dayan Empire, will be killed by the two martial saints under the sword, and their safety is probably not a big problem, because only Xiao Xing is the emperor.

"Today, I'm afraid I'm ...... Alas~~~" Xiao Xing really can't say that he will die, he is unwilling to die in this world, he still has a lot of things to do, after the Western Regions are removed, the biggest enemy in the Southern Regions is Northern Xinjiang, and he will lead a number of large and small countries in the Southern Regions to occupy Northern Xinjiang.

But...... None of this is possible.

"Pass my order, and the next monarch of the Dayan Empire will pass on the throne to my fifth daughter, Xiao Ya'er. Xiao Xing said this, several princes in the hall had different faces, and Xiao Ya'er's face was full of joy, becoming the emperor was her goal, and she also felt that she was the only one in the entire Dayan Empire who was the most suitable to be this king.

"Yes, father, Ya'er obeys!" Xiao Ya'er bowed down and bowed, kowtowing reverently, as long as the person on top died, she would be the empress of the Dayan Empire!

The face of Xiao Li, the fourth prince on the side, flashed with unwillingness, his qualifications were no worse than Xiao Ya'er, but the difference was only his mother's identity.

'Boom~~!' Yan Zhengkuan was kicked into the main hall, although his body was still quite tough at a young age, but it was really difficult to resist the kick of the martial saint, and at this moment he vomited blood in his mouth, and was helped up by the great martial artist in the hall, and turned around to bow to the king.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for not being able to stop ......"

His meaning has been made clear, Your Majesty has only one way to die.

"I see. At this time, Xiao Xing calmed down, even if he was excited, it would be useless, and the result was already doomed.