Looking at the warriors who rushed up frantically, Chen Shuling couldn't care about the shock in his heart, and some were just ruthless and resolute. Chen Ji is dead, he is already speechless, leaving only death, only rushing out, can you see that ethereal life.

Chen Shuling has been fighting on the battlefield for several years, and his martial arts are quite good, not to mention that at this time of life and death, he has burst out with unprecedented potential.

Hearing his roar, the whole person was like a raging beast, suddenly rushing towards those murderous warriors, and snatched a steel knife when he raised his hand, his wrist trembled, the knife flashed, and one person was caught off guard and fell down screaming. But Chen Shuling did not pause at all, with a knife in his hand, roaring wildly, and rushing out fiercely.

"Jingle Bell!"

In the fierce crisp sound, Chen Shuling, like a divine help, actually repelled more than a dozen warriors who surrounded him, and he approached the palace gate very quickly.

At this moment, a fierce wind suddenly came from behind him, Chen Shuling was startled, and before he could make a dodge move, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and the corner of his eye saw that what pierced his body was a silver hairpin, which was also stained with Chen Ji's blood, and its owner was the man in Tsing Yi.

"Why?" Chen Shuling staggered back, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes. The man in Tsing Yi didn't look at Chen Shuling, and with a scream, he swept out of the crowd like the wind and fled towards the outside of the hall.

"Don't go Assassin, chase after you!"

Chen Shubao shouted loudly, and the warriors in the hall immediately roared angrily and rushed towards the man in green clothes, and rushed out of the hall in the blink of an eye.

This man in Tsing Yi was Chen Shuling's accomplice, and Emperor Chen Ji was also killed by him. As the emperor's close guard, it is an unforgivable crime to not protect Chen Ji, if the assassins are left again, they will not only be unable to protect themselves, but I am afraid that they will also affect their relatives and friends, so no one dares to hesitate at this moment.

"Uncle Chen, all this is your conspiracy! Why? As the crown prince, you will eventually inherit the throne, why did you kill your father and frame me? Chen Shuling looked at Chen Shubao with red eyes and a hideous face, his eyes full of anger and hatred.

"Why?" A crazy smile appeared on the corner of Chen Shubao's mouth, and his voice was suppressed and hoarse, like the roar of a beast, "You ask me why?" This world is the world of my Sima family, and it is you and other rebellious ministers and thieves who are plotting rebellion, today I just take back what belongs to me and use your blood to pay tribute to the ancestors of my Sima family! ”

Chen Shuling's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror and inexplicability, and he screamed loudly: "Sima family? Chen Shubao, are you crazy? Who are you? ”

"Chen Shuling, I said it so clearly, don't you still understand? I am the real Sima Fu, the descendant of the Sima family! Chen Shubao held his head high, and his face was full of pride.

"Impossible, Sima Fu is already dead, and his head was cut off by me personally!" Chen Shuling's face became extremely pale, and his blood-red eyes were full of madness.

Chen Shubao sneered: "There is nothing impossible, nothing is impossible, the reason why Chen Baxian was able to defeat Wang Lin and replace Liang back then was all thanks to the power of the Holy Fire Sect, and now the Fire King of the Holy Fire Sect is a member of my Sima clan." ”

"Back then, we helped your Chen family seize power, precisely so that you could consume each other, so as to better infiltrate you, so that we could regain the glory of my Great Jin today. I grew up in the deep palace since I was a child, and the real Chen Shubao has been killed by your younger brother, hahahaha! ”

Chen Shuling couldn't believe it, the sharp pain from behind him made him weak for a while, but the anger and hatred in his heart supported him not to fall: "No, it's impossible!" Since you have been lurking, why do you want to assassinate the emperor now, aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed, and all your efforts will come to naught? ”

"Among all the princes of Chen State, only you are the most talented, and you can be called both civil and military, if I don't get rid of you, I can't feel at ease. What's more, after so many years, I've pretended to be enough, and I don't want to wait any longer! I want revenge, I want to get back what belongs to me! ”

Chen Shubao, to be precise, should be Sima Fu laughed madly: "Now the whole country knows that Chen Shuling, the king of Shixing, intended to kill the king and usurp the throne, and was killed on the spot, in this chaos, it will be easier for me to ascend the throne, and you will help me control Wu Mingche's 200,000 army, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to sit firmly on the throne!" Hahahaha! ”

"You brute, I'll kill you!" Looking at the smug and arrogant size of Sima Fu's face, Chen Shuling suddenly burst out, and pounced on Sima Fu fiercely with lightning speed, and was holding a silver hairpin tightly in his right hand, which was the one that the Tsing Yi man pierced into his back, and now the hairpin head was covered with blood, which was very demonic.

Sima Fu didn't expect that Chen Shuling would have the strength to survive this serious injury, and he was really taken aback, but he was only surprised, and he didn't have the slightest fear, but a mocking sneer appeared on his face.

"Firefly Light!"

With a low scolding, Sima Fu's feet moved, and his body slid out of a step to the side when he couldn't make a move, and at the same time raised his hand and palmed, which was quickly imprinted on Chen Shuling's shoulder like lightning.

only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and then there was a crisp sound of bone cracking, Chen Shuling screamed and fell to the ground heavily, blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were full of shock and misery when he looked at Sima Fu.

He actually knows martial arts, and he is so high. It turned out that everything before was fake, it was all his disguise, just to deceive everyone and make the opponent relax his vigilance.

Glancing at Chen Shuling, who was dying and unwilling, Sima Fu sneered, picked up the silver hairpin that fell to the ground and stabbed it hard at his left shoulder. With a muffled snort, Sima Fu's face turned slightly pale, and the blood quickly followed his clothes.

Listening to the chaotic footsteps and roars approaching outside the main hall, he suddenly pounced in front of Chen Ji, a grief-stricken look suddenly appeared on his face, and at the same time he cried out: "Father, wake up, father, don't leave your sons, father-"

Like a cuckoo crying blood, Sima Fu's voice was full of sadness and despair, making people almost want to cry when they heard it. Although he knew that all this was false, Chen Shuling did not have the opportunity to tell the truth after all.

If Chen Shuling hadn't been so brilliant and ambitious, maybe he wouldn't have died here and died so aggrieved.

Overnight, Chen Guo changed his master, the wise Chen Ji, the opponent who made Yu Wenyong attach great importance to him, died in the hands of his son in such an unknown way. The people of the Chen State didn't know that their emperor did not have the blood of the Chen family in his bones, but the Sima family, the Sima family who once unified the Central Plains.

……

On the day of Chen Ji's death, a person came to Jinyang City, a young and very handsome person. This person was dressed in a black power suit and half new, with a dusty aura all over his body, as if he had come from a distance, his eyes were particularly bright, but his face was a little indifferent.

At this time, he was sitting by the window of a tavern in Jinyang City, quietly tasting the wine in the cup, his eyes squinted slightly, but his ears were listening to the loud conversation of the diners in the tavern.

"Ten days later, it's the martial arts conference, and I don't know how many grades I can rate by then, brother!"

"According to the kung fu of the senior brother, the first grade is not evaluated, but the second or third grade is more than enough, and when the senior brother becomes famous, he will not forget a few brothers!"

"That's right, my kung fu is mediocre, and it is estimated that it will be six or seven grades at most, and I have to rely on the senior brother to support me!"

"Well said, well said! However, this martial arts conference was initiated by the imperial court, and the higher the grade, the more people can be reused and rewarded by the imperial court. ”

After coming to Jinyang City for three days, the young man in black naturally knew about this "martial arts conference".

This "martial arts conference" is a month ago when the emperor of the Qi dynasty issued the emperor list, all those who practice martial arts, regardless of their background, can participate, and then will be judged by the competition of martial arts grades. In the emperor's list, the warrior is divided into nine grades, one is the highest, and the nine grades are the lowest, where they enter the ranks, as long as they are willing, they can enter the army to serve, and the three grades above not only have the opportunity to become the inner guard, by the emperor's favor, they are more likely to become generals in the army.

Since ancient times, there is no first, there is no second, who does not want to compete for a resounding name in the world, not to mention that this is not only about reputation, but also about the future. Although the days of blood in the rivers and lakes are happy, where is fame and fortune moving.

As soon as this imperial list was posted, the martial arts practitioners of the entire Qi country were excited, packed their bags, and hurried to this Jinyang City. For a time, Jinyang City was crowded, noisy, and lively, and the merchants in Jinyang were full of money and couldn't support it.

Although the people in this city are complicated, there are not many people who dare to fight ruthlessly, and the city is still orderly. First, this is the foot of the Son of Heaven, the law and discipline are strict, and secondly, the prince is happy that the martial arts are unfathomable, and the prestige is far and wide, and the masters under his command are countless, and they are very deterrent.

"Happy, your name has been rumored all over the world for so many years, but I don't believe how powerful you are! This time, I will meet your so-called masters of Qi Kingdom and see if they are worthy of being my opponents! Sister, you wait, I will definitely take you home, and I will definitely return it to him exactly for the humiliation I am happy to give you! ”

The young man in black drank all the wine in the cup, a sharp light flashed in his dark eyes, and he said secretly in his heart. As the spicy liquor slid into his abdomen, the burning sensation suddenly ignited the battle intent in his body, making his eyes brighter.

In a corner of Jinyang City, an old man in gray looked at the palace that was slightly exposed in the distance, but still looked noble and majestic, and muttered to himself: "Happy, I want to see what you are capable of, dare to evaluate the grade of the world's martial artists!" ”

When the words fell, he didn't see how the old man moved, he was already ten meters away, and there was a faint distortion around his body, as if even the light was dimmed, but no one saw such a strange scene.