The snake king played by Ziqin is a top master, and he can at least rank in the top five when he looks at the rivers and lakes.

If such a person kills, it is definitely not easy to miss, especially if the person to be killed is an ordinary person who does not understand martial arts.

However, Ziqin's sword never pierced his intended target.

The Xuangang sword suddenly reversed after stabbing out, and it had already pierced into the chest of Gonggong An, who was standing beside him.

"Perhaps, even if we can't be friends, at least we don't need to be enemies."

Ziqin slowly drew his sword, Gonggong An fell to the ground weakly, and the prince of Zhennan showed a frightened expression on his face, this kid alone is far worse than the real son of heaven.

"You, don't you want Ye Gucheng's life."

The prince of Zhennan roared fiercely, but Ziqin smiled slightly.

"The siege of Baiyun City will be solved, I'm right."

In the first half of the sentence, Qin looked at Nanwang Shizi and said, but in the second half of the sentence, Ziqin had already looked at the young Son of Heaven, and a faint smile appeared on the latter's face.

This is indeed a wise son of heaven, and he already knows the general situation from Ziqin's two sentences.

Baiyun City, even the Son of Heaven knows that it is Ye Gucheng's city, and similarly, the Son of Heaven also knows the pride of people like Ye Gucheng, this kind of person would not be entangled in the entanglement of mortal dust, but the king of the south seems to use the entire Baiyun City as a threat to let this immortal descend to mortal dust.

It's just that after knowing what happened, the young Son of Heaven didn't make any guarantees, so it was the Son of Heaven, and he didn't need to promise anything to anyone.

No matter how gentle the Son of Heaven is, he has a temper and a surname, he can be approachable, but he must not accept being threatened, even if the threat is shown in a way that seems to save his life.

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, now I deserve to die, but how can there be no one to bury with me, maybe Baiyun City is a good place, between the sea and the sky and white clouds, the blue waves wash the dust."

Nanwang Shizi's face also suddenly calmed down, and his smile calmed down.

Ziqin quietly looked at the prince of Nanwang, although this son is not as good as today's son, but if he succeeds in usurping the throne, he may also be a good son of heaven, but unfortunately there can be no two sons of heaven in the sky, and a country cannot have two sons of heaven.

The most important thing is that he really shouldn't use threats to coerce Ye Gucheng.

This is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, otherwise Ziqin would not regard him as a friend, if he was replaced by Ximen Blowing Snow, he might kill the Nanwang family up and down, and at the same time, it was also possible to sacrifice a full city of people, but Ye Gucheng silently endured all kinds of pressure, and finally chose to die by himself.

In fact, whether this coup succeeds or fails, Ye Gucheng will die.

He is the honorary master of the prince of Nanwang, and the prince of Nanwang has died, how can he be spared.

"You really want the entire Nanwang Mansion to bury you."

Ziqin opened his mouth indifferently, his voice was extremely cold, but there was a depth in his eyes when he spoke, Nanwang Shizi was slightly stunned, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"Can you decide the survival of the Southern Palace?"

A faint wry smile slowly appeared on the corner of Nanwang Shizi's mouth, how could he still keep his home if he failed to usurp the throne, how could this be, even if the emperor wanted to come, he couldn't be so generous.

"I can."

However, Ziqin opened his mouth to say two words, two extremely cold words, and his eyes looked out the window as he spoke.

The moonlight is already in the air, even the wooden man may not be able to delay for long, he must speed up, whether it is a threat or a killing, he must put an end to what happened here.

Of course, many times killing people is not the best means, Ziqin walked to the window, the long sword in his hand was suddenly raised, the sword body reflected the moonlight, and the moonlight rose like a pillar of light under the agitation of Ziqin's internal force.

This method learned from the Dragon Sword Formation was not difficult, and the young Son of Heaven and the Prince of Nan in the room looked at Ziqin suspiciously.

Several black shadows suddenly appeared in the sky under the moonlight, and when these black shadows appeared, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue at the top of the Forbidden City couldn't help but look surprised.

"There are always some things in this world that others don't know, and many times the more mysterious things are, the stronger they are, such as now."

In the room, Ziqin's voice was indifferent, the long sword in his hand suddenly twisted, and the pillar of light also twisted, and those black shadows in the sky suddenly turned, and when the pillar of light reflected by Ziqin's long sword fell on a huge building, the black shadows in the sky seemed to throw something down.

There seemed to be a sun in the darkness, and a dazzling light appeared, however, before others could exclaim because of this light, the violent explosion sound had already followed, and the sound that seemed to be ten thousand angry thunders made half of the Jingshi tremble.

It's just that half of the Jingshi was only shaken, but those who saw the place where the light sounded were shocked.

After the light and the sound of explosions, the original huge building disappeared, and only the ruins and ruins remained, and in the Forbidden City, the most heavily defended place in the world, a tall building disappeared so easily.

"In the South China Sea, there is a sect called Thunderbolt Hall, their Thunderbolt has a power comparable to thunder, two, you might as well tell you, Ye Gucheng is the benefactor of this sect, it is precisely because of Ye Gucheng's presence that those sects in the South China Sea are safe, and there is no need to worry about the invasion from overseas aliens, if Ye Gucheng dies, all the sects in the South China Sea will go crazy, not only Zhennan Wangfu, even the entire empire will suffer a huge impact."

Ziqin's eyes were very cold, and he looked at the young Son of Heaven and the Prince of Nanwang coldly.

"Maybe I should have sincerely apprenticed to my teacher at the beginning, but it's a pity."

Nanwang Shizi is still smiling, his smile is already a little bitter, but his expression is becoming more and more free, people are dying, not only their words are good, people are dying, maybe they have a little bit of a demeanor that does not belong to human beings.

"You're threatening me."

The young Son of Heaven looked at Ziqin with an angry face, and he was extremely shocked by the scene just now, but as the Son of Heaven, he was unwilling to be threatened by anyone.

"No, I didn't threaten you, I just want you to understand how impregnable your southern frontier will be if Ye Gucheng is here."

Ziqin opened his mouth indifferently, with a faint smile on his face when he said this, "I said, even if you can't be a friend, you don't have to be an enemy." ”

The young Son of Heaven was silent, Ziqin did not urge, the hot air balloon was added with explosives, Ziqin believed that this Son of Heaven could see the power of it, this most primitive bomber, as long as there was a little military literacy, people could understand what it represented.

This kind of power may not be able to subvert an empire, but if it is used for a sneak attack, it can definitely destroy the Forbidden City.

Although the young Son of Heaven will never surrender to foreigners, but he is by no means a rigid and self-serving, if it is only for the so-called dignity of the Son of Heaven and the net is broken, the young Son of Heaven will not be wise and powerful.

"In the future, I don't want to see Ye Gucheng outside of the South China Sea."

The young Tianzi snorted coldly, and slowly turned his back as he spoke, and the corners of Ziqin's mouth finally showed a real smile.

Everything seems simple tonight, but it is actually a big gamble, it is not easy to convince the Mudao people to delay the duel, there are few people in this world who can convince the old knife handle, except Ziqin, and those hot air balloons and explosives are used by people in red shoes.

Red Shoes is of course very prosperous, but there are a few people in this world who can convince Red Shoes to bombard the palace with these things, and there is no one except Ziqin, of course, the reason why Red Shoes dares to do so is also because Ziqin sent them the method of making hot air balloons and explosives.

Ziqin didn't ask about the matter of the king of the south, in fact, he didn't need to ask again, this young son of heaven was shrewd and terrible, once the conspiracy of the prince of the south was revealed, the counterattack of the young son of heaven would be extremely terrifying, but after the deal had been reached, the young son of heaven should let the king of the south go, and at the same time, the king of the south would also let go of the white cloud city.

Baiyun City has been saved, and the next step is naturally to save Ye Gucheng, this is Ziqin's biggest purpose in this story, not to mention, there is also that task, to deal with a sword coming west.

The sword of the sword god, even if it brings the feelings of mortals, I am afraid that it will not reduce its power, on the contrary, it will only become more powerful.

The moon was already in the middle of the sky, Ziqin's heart suddenly trembled, and he vaguely felt a chill, it was the chill of the sword, the chill of the sword of the top swordsman, his face changed, and the whole person had jumped out of the window like a huge snake.

There are probably only two long swords in this palace that can have such a chill, and their masters are Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow.

The moon is already in the middle of the day, although they have experienced black shadows and bomb incidents in the air, but Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are both swordsmen in the world, and these things may not affect the mood of the two dueling.

Is it still too late?

Ziqin's figure was already on the top of the building, but his heart was already cold.

This is not Liang Lao's world, this is not Jin Daxia's world, this is also not Huang Daxia's world, there is no such thing as three or five hundred moves in this world, life and death in this world are only in the blink of an eye, and the more powerful the martial artist, the faster the time to divide the victory and defeat.

Is it willing, how can it be willing, is it going to fail at the last moment.

No, never be reconciled, never fail at the last moment.

On the roof, the Xuangang Sword in Ziqin's hand suddenly flipped over, the moonlight became violent again, and the pillar of light appeared, but this time it was projected on the top of the Forbidden City.

"He, how dare you."

Inside the building, the young Tianzi's body trembled slightly, his eyes showed an angry look, and at the top of the Forbidden City, the faces of half of the people in the rivers and lakes changed drastically.

These people are human spirits, and although the previous explosion was not long, it already reminded them of the pillar of light before the explosion.

They are masters, but they are not gods, and under that kind of explosion, I am afraid that all living beings except gods will die.

The figures of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow were separated, and high in the sky, several black shadows had already appeared.

At the top of the Forbidden City, the figures flickered, and countless people in the martial arts scattered like frightened birds.

(To be continued)