Although Shoufu is in a high position and is the highest official in the government department, he is actually not very bold, and he was so frightened by Murong Hang just now that he was unable to possess his body, and it was not until he was saved at this time that he came to his senses.

I didn't talk much to Shoufu, I did some hypocritical superficial work, turned to the two Shenwei Battalion guard leaders behind me, let them protect Shoufu and the queen, and let people control the two Murong Hang's subordinates who were in charge of Shoufu just now, and then strode into the central hall.

The luxurious hall, although it is cloudy outside, is still very bright inside, especially the light reflected by the jewelry made of gold, so that the whole hall is full of luxury and dignity.

On the pillars of the main hall, the golden dragon is hovering and entwining, which symbolizes the authority of the past.

There was a person sitting on the throne, Murong Hang, who sat on the dragon chair, caressing the armrest of the dragon chair with affection, as if he was caressing his closest lover.

That kind of infatuated look can be seen by anyone at a glance.

A long time ago, he dreamed of sitting in this position, even if he no longer had so much real power, but the feeling of supremacy still intoxicated him.

Today, he has failed, and he is enjoying the last glory he can enjoy.

I walked into the main hall, looked at Murong Hang, and approached step by step.

Murong Hang didn't seem to notice me at all, still stroking the armrest of the dragon chair there.

The dragon head is carved on it, and after the meticulous polishing of craftsmen, as well as special treatment, although hundreds of years have passed, it is still so bright, and the light has not dimmed with the passage of time.

The guards of the Shenwei Battalion followed me and walked inside, and after a while, at least more than a hundred guards entered the main hall, and everyone raised their guns and aimed at Murong Hang.

I looked at the obsessed Murong Hang, like a madman, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him, racked my brains, tried everything I could, but in the end it was still in vain.

However, this is the reality, the cruel reality, that position can only be done by one person, and everyone else who intends to get on that throne will only end miserably.

"Murong Hang!"

I yelled.

Almost at my highest volume, I shouted Murong Hang's name.

When Murong Hang heard my words, he finally raised his eyes to look at me, and after seeing me, he actually had a cold and arrogant expression, sneered, and said, "Mo Xiaokun, you are nothing more than that." ”

I laughed and said, "Murong Hang, you're just like that." ”

The same sentence replied to Murong Hang.

Murong Hang said: "If it weren't for Murong Siqi being too treacherous this time, you would have been defeated. ”

I laughed and said, "That's also your negligence, you have to admit it if you fail." ”

Murong Hang smiled: "I didn't lose to anyone, just myself." ”

I laughed and said, "Anyway, you still lost!" ”

Murong Hang smiled again, put down the heirloom jade seal, picked up the Zhenguo Treasure Knife, stood up, and said, "Do you dare to fight me head-on." ”

I said, "What else do you want to prove?" ”

Murong Hang said: "Prove that I am better than you!" ”

I couldn't help but laugh and say, "You really think you're better than me?" ”

I didn't have a word in my heart, and I was thinking about that position as much as he did.

But I'm much better than him, and until now, no one knows my ambitions, and no one knows that I want to be on the throne.

He is too sharp, if he is as low-key as Murong Siqi, if he can endure it a little longer and don't rush to sit on the throne, then he really has a chance to succeed.

It's a pity that he still lost his mind, and in order to get revenge on me, he lost his mind.

Murong Hang said: "Don't you dare? ”

I laughed and said, "Why don't you dare?" Well, since you want to face me head-on, then I will fulfill you. ”

I actually want to take advantage of the opportunity of the duel to kill Murong Hang directly, after all, Murong Hang is the prince, although he has committed a great crime, there is no guarantee that he will be executed.

Therefore, it is safest to execute them with their own hands.

Moreover, the grievances between me and Murong Hang cannot allow Murong Hang to die at the hands of others.

When Murong Hang heard my words, he smiled and said, "Okay, you really have the courage, I can afford you for this." ”

I laughed and said, "Shouldn't I thank you for looking up to me?" ”

Murong Hang said: "Thank you for it, don't show your housekeeping skills, don't let me down." After speaking, he slowly raised the Zhenguo Treasure Knife, and then pulled out the knife.

The Zhenguo Treasure Sword is the portable sword of the founding emperor of Dayan, which has been stained with the blood of an unknown number of people, and has been passed down from generation to generation.

But although it is very old, the edge is still so aggressive, and as soon as the knife is unsheathed, I can feel the cold murderous aura emanating from the knife.

It was a kind of murderous aura that had been baptized by blood and naturally exuded, far from being comparable to ordinary knives.

Even the Daguan knife that Lichen personally built for me is slightly inferior in terms of momentum.

This is a king's sword, and only kings deserve it.

I saw the Zhenguo Treasure Sword in Murong Hang's hand unsheathed, and my eyes became hot.

I longed to have it, as if I had a sense with it, and it was waiting for me.

"Brother Kun, give!"

Da Zhuang handed my Daguan knife from behind.

I took the Daguan knife and looked at Murong Hang while assembling it.

Murong Hang walked down step by step, and the Shenwei Battalion guards around him slowly retreated in all directions, but they were still holding their guns, aiming at Murong Hang.

Murong Hang's current expression is much calmer than before, as if he is the original him at this time, and the dignity and demeanor that a dignified prince should have.

I couldn't help but think of the feeling he gave me when I first met Murong Hang.

Excluding the different positions of friend and foe, he is indeed a character.

It's a pity that the opponent he met was me.

The Daguan knife was already assembled, and I shook the Daguan knife and pointed diagonally to the ground.

Murong Hang shouted and rushed towards me.

I went up with a Daguan knife.

Originally, Murong Hang's strength was slightly better than mine, but he was good at swordsmanship, not swordsmanship, so he didn't have the essentials when he used a knife.

The sword is in his hand, and it is completely used in front of the sword, so it cannot be fully used, and its strength is reduced.

In such a situation, we are also evenly matched, and we have fought back and forth.

"Dangdang!"

"Bang Bang!"

"Ding Lingdang!"

Our knives collided again and again, producing sounds, some harsh, some sharp, some low, sometimes as fast as rain playing the lute, sometimes like a drum, strong and powerful, and the collision was fierce.

My Daguan knife opens and closes, like a fierce tiger and a dragon, but Murong Hang's knife is indescribably weird, with both the lightness of a sword and the fierceness of a knife.

This battle is far less than the battle of the century between the Taiping Guan Guan Lord and the abbot of Biyun Temple, but in the eyes of the guards of the Shenwei Battalion, it is already a rare battle of masters, and they are all dizzying.

The queen and Shoufu walked in under the protection of the guards of the Shenwei Battalion, and seeing Murong Hang's heroism, the queen couldn't help but sigh that if Murong Hang didn't go the wrong way, he should be the best successor to Dayan.

Shoufu also sighed very much, when Emperor Zhengming chose his successor, he also asked him for his opinion, and he also agreed with the choice of Murong Hang, but where did he think that Murong Hang would do such a rebellious thing?

Murong Hang became more and more courageous the more he fought, as if he had completely let go, his power and his current situation had been left behind, and he was only thinking about defeating me.

I also gradually entered the state, the spiritual platform was empty, and the only words in my mind were the words that the abbot said when he taught me the knife technique, and the essence of the knife technique was brought into full play.

The proud psalm of the general's order was also shown by me again in the sword technique.

This time it was more skilful, more natural, and more rapid than ever.

Our collision is like a surging wave, each wave becoming more violent and louder.

More people arrived at the entrance of the main hall of the main hall, including the royal family and the guards of the Shenwei Battalion.

"I didn't expect Commander Mo's strength to be so strong?"

"Do you think that Commander Mo's victory over Guan Weiqing was just a matter of luck? Of course, Commander Mo is powerful, and in a few years, his strength will definitely reach the level of Hou Ye. ”

"In fact, Commander Mo's strength is quite expected, but what is unexpected is that the second prince is so strong."

"The second prince is a disciple of the Taiping Guan Lord, and if he gets the true inheritance of the Taiping Guan Lord, he will naturally not be a weak person."