At this point, there is no need to go on.

The Tao is different, not to conspire with each other.

"I'm not interested in the throne, I'm still willing to eat and sleep with my brothers in Northern Xinjiang, if I say so, General Guanying still wants to kill me?" Li Xianyue asked.

"It's not up to His Highness to have the final say," General Guan Ying smiled, "and what is said now is not the same as what will be said later." It is really not a good idea to keep a prince who has the support of hundreds of thousands of troops. ”

"Cutting the grass has to be eradicated, and since it has been done, there is no need to retreat. Originally, tonight's events have nothing to do with old decay, I said, I'm old, useless, I really don't want to do anything with a powerful young man anymore, but His Royal Highness King Qin is really uneasy, if he misses something, or suddenly thinks of brotherhood, has the kindness of a woman, and lets you go, then what can I do? ”

"You're such a crazy old brute with wishful thinking in your head." It was the first time for Li Xianyue to scold someone like this, and he was scolding an old man of the two dynasties who was respected by countless people, and his face was disgusted, as if he felt that the old man in the distance was extremely disgusting.

A lot of things that really can't be explained to a madman.

He could accept that Li Zenan wanted to kill himself, but it was really difficult to accept that the old general wanted to kill himself for such a reason.

General Guan Ying slowly drew his sword.

His hands were old and wrinkled, but when he held the knife, he was as steady as it had been many years ago.

Last year, he killed a large number of Tu people in the northern frontier, and a few months later, his power is still undiminished.

This is such a horrible old guy.

He jumped off his horse.

Li Xianyue's face seemed to have condensed into ice, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, which was a certain breath of death.

In this world, he has been afraid of a very small number of people, and among them, there is this old general.

The lights were still shining, but the moonlight was slowly dimming, and I don't know when it disappeared.

Li Xianyue looked up at the sky, and it was dark.

A drop of water fell from a high altitude and landed on his face.

No, that's rain.

It's raining.

Drops of rain fell on his shoulders, on the hoarfrost, and on his boots.

The rain was dripping and icy, as if it had been soaked through the top of the Tianshan Mountain, carrying the cold air of thousands of years.

Li Xianyue felt the ominous omen, and his heart was also a little cold.

General Guanying's snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and he threw the scabbard to the ground, his arm slightly raised, so that the tip of the knife and the ground were tilted at an angle, and he stepped forward step by step.

The rain poured down on his old-looking body, which looked a little thin and pitiful.

But he doesn't need pity, he is the most powerful group of people in the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The hoarfrost began to emit a clear sound, more intense and timeless than before.

"Whew-"

I don't know if it was the cold wind blowing through General Guanying's knife, or if the sound of the knife was automatically made by the spirit, which was very long and low.

Except for the edge, the knife was pitch black, like a deep pool.

Umo.

The name of the knife.

Li Xianyue lifted the white frost and pointed at General Guanying from afar, the rain fell even more, hit the blade of the knife, and shattered, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.

An invisible air flow began to accumulate around the blade, and the rain could no longer get close to the blade, but instead evaporated a white mist in the surrounding area, which drifted away and then disappeared.

"Whew-"

The sound of the black ink became louder, and the raindrops condensed as they approached the blade, and then turned into black ice beads, which "jingled" and fell to the ground, and then were washed away by the rain, melted and then disappeared.

The two of them were three feet away and stopped.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, born in the emperor's family, you will always face all kinds of fate, and you can't do anything about it, so you can only do this." General Guan Ying smiled, the wrinkles on his face deepened.

"I don't accept your apology because it's not sincere, and it's not the thing you're sorry for." The rain washed away the blood stains on Li Xianyue's face, and his long hair was tangled together, and he became embarrassed for the first time.

"Let's go with the knife." He said.

General Guan Ying took a step forward.

A powerful aura erupted from his body and swept in all directions.

Li Xianyue held the white frost tightly, keeping the movement of his front finger unchanged.

The Shenwu Army began to retreat slowly, these two pinnacles of the Northern Tang Dynasty would be a legendary battle, far from being close to them.

The sound of hoarfrost changed slightly.

Li Xianyue took out the knife.

This came as a surprise to many people, who had always thought that he would let General Guanying strike first, not to mention that he also said so.

The hoarfrost pulled out a faint white light, and the terrifying aura vibrated around it, carrying a devastating force.

General Guanying slid out half a step, and Wumo came down from top to bottom, like a groundbreaking blade.

With this shocking and inexplicable knife, the clothes on his whole body cracked with a "bang", and then flew in all directions like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, completely shattering, revealing his still solid chest.

The Shenwu Army all watched in horror, as if they had personally experienced the power of that old general, but it was hard to imagine how big an explosion was hidden in it.

The sound of huge weapons colliding echoed in all directions, and the figures of the two people blurred in the rain, and they were clear again.

The thick floor of the palace began to crack, and countless knife marks were cut under the powerful energy, and then shattered.

The sparks fluttered in the rain and then disappeared, and the powerful air waves lifted the stone slabs one by one, and the destructive power continued to increase, and the scope of destruction became more and more extensive.

The Shenwu Army only had time to drag away the corpse of Heibaicheng, and the horses and other corpses on the ground were shattered under the attack of the sword, leaving only a pool of blood.

It's a thrilling battle.

Many people thought that Li Xianyue had long been at the end of the crossbow, and General Shenwu was even more so, he was eager to kill this His Royal Highness and avenge Heibaicheng, but now he had palpitations, because Li Xianyue was still too powerful, even if it was General Guanying, it was difficult to kill the other party for a while.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is no longer dripping, but it smashes on the glazed tiles, making a "clanging" sound like a hit.

The two figures froze, then separated.

The rain blurred Li Xianyue's eyes, but even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the powerful aura of the person opposite.

Blood flowed down his lower abdomen, and his face was a little pale, but the hand holding the white frost was still steady.

General Guanying's neck was a just right amount of blood, and it only took a trace of it to be fatal. His shoulders, his chest, and his waist were covered with a dozen stab wounds, which looked scarred and bloodstained.

He smiled and said: "His Royal Highness King Jin, see it, the old man is really old, as long as you work harder, you can kill me, then I can have a clear conscience, no matter whether you live or die in the future, what kind of fate will it bring to Datang, I don't care, I can't care about it." ”

Li Xianyue looked at him with a solemn expression, knowing very well in his heart that those were all false, and the huge power hidden in the opposite body was enough to tear himself apart.

He's really the end of the crossbow.

A huge raindrop hit the top of his head, causing a slight pain.

"When—"

In the distance, in the depths of the palace, a sad and long bell sounded.

The bell rang so loudly that it spread almost throughout the Imperial City.

Li Xianyue's whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and then seemed to have lost all his strength.

"When—"

"When—"

……

The sound of the bell rang again and again, as if it had crossed countless years from the primeval period, and then came to the front of everyone, so close that it was impossible to touch.

A large area of black and oppressive Shenwu troops knelt down in unison, and bowed to the person in the deep palace for the last time.

A look of grief appeared on General Guanying's face, but he did not kneel.

A tear mixed with the rain rolled down his cheek, and Li Xianyue did not kneel.

"Father's ......"

He said softly.

The death knell sounds.

His Majesty has died.

An era is over.

Volume 3: The Emperor's Collapse

(End of chapter)