"Uncle Xiaohuang!"

Xia Yuxue stood in the distance wrapped in dark golden robes, looking at Xia Guang, who had just walked out of the black hall and was about to step into the carriage, she couldn't help but shout.

"Today Hen's accession to the throne is a formality. ”

Xia Guang smiled gently.

"I'll let Ah Da, go with Ah Er and you. ”

Xia Yuxue proposed to send two of her subordinates who could output and defend against the long-hated giants, so that he could feel at ease by Xia Guang's side.

"No, don't forget the position of the Shadow Imperial Court, but only care about the rise and fall of the Great Zhou, regardless of the alternation of the Son of Heaven, you can't abolish the public for personal reasons. ”

Xia Guang reminded him, and then lifted the curtain and got into the carriage, leaving only Xia Yuxue, who frowned slightly, quietly spit out a sentence of "fucking the public for personal reasons".

With a slight cough, six giants in heavy armor suddenly came out of the surrounding trees or rockeries.

The future empress smiled: "Give me a low profile today, put on a cloak and cover your face." ”

Preparations were still being made here, and a tall, black-clothed woman was already sitting on a tall evergreen tree on the top of a mountain, a pair of slender jade legs swaying back and forth with the branches up and down, and an unsheathed demon knife resting on the treetops with thick adult legs.

And this woman is holding aloft the instrument that is said to be able to "look far away", looking at the Fengzen platform where the emperor ascended the throne in the distance.

Since the last time she slaughtered some camels that had gotten lost in the desert, she had grown bold.

Not... The younger brother probably thought she had killed someone.

He thought too much.

...

Xia Jiejie is ready, once the situation is not right, she... She commanded the Shadow Imperial Court to worship in the capital, and promised them to go to Zongdong Pavilion to have a look anyway, which was not a big deal.

The place where he ascended the throne was not set up in the palace, but was made by the plotters to adapt to the situation On the Fengzen platform outside the city, Xia Heng wore a dragon robe, followed by five hundred guards who lowered their helmets and could not see their faces, and Guo Langzi and Wang Julu had already arranged the Fengzen platform properly.

In addition to those special guards, there are also 10,000 elite soldiers lined up, distributed in the bayonet.

The righteous people quickly took their seats, but the people of the Demon Gate refused to enter because they were considered a threat, and after receiving the hint of the passing Shenwu King, the people of the Demon Gate did not resist.

The leader of the Biyue Sect, the "Blood Fairy" Mei Ling, wrapped in a red veil, threw a wink at the passing Shenwu King, while the rest of the demon leaders behind her seemed to be accustomed to it, this was a delicate flower that could not be picked.

"Shenwu King, do you really want the slave family to bring people up?" Mei Ling was obviously a little worried that the peerless martial arts in her hands had run away.

After all, even a blind person can see that on the New Year's Meditation platform, only righteous people can enter, and if they are in trouble, this Shenwu King has three heads and six arms, so what can he do?

But as soon as she finished speaking, a team of people with shields and swords on their backs ran down the mountain road in the distance, enveloping the Divine Warrior King and heading towards the top of the mountain together.

The people of the righteous path have sat down, mainly the Seven Mountains Alliance of the Sword Dao, the two-day gate of Buddhism, and the rest of the sects with nearly 100 sizes, and they have also heard of the four unspoken catastrophes, so they have come to uncover the true face of this Shenwu King, and at the same time take it as a clue to slay demons in the bud!

The auspicious time has arrived, and the ceremony of enshrinement will soon begin.

The ministers of civil and military affairs, and the envoys who came from all over the world to congratulate are all in place.

And the people in the righteous rivers and lakes also gave face to the Son of Heaven, so they all waited for the end of this enthronement ceremony.

And once it's over, it's time to see the end of the dagger.

Xia Guang sat peacefully, and there were just two hundred elites in the mountain camp headed by Zhao Hulu standing straight on his side.

The four silent yin ghosts will naturally not be absent from such a prosperous world, the third dream, Ge Shulan, Yu Xiaohong, and Xue Xiao prepared their vests early and hid in the crowd.

It can be said that Xia Guang's performance will be quickly passed on to the other three yang demons.

The area around this Fengzen platform in the east of the capital has long been cleared, so Xia Heng did not encounter any assassins or accidents, and successfully completed the process, and under the congratulations of everyone, he became the new son of heaven of the Great Zhou.

The first thing that came to mind for this new genius was not Jiangshan Sheji, nor was he in control of martial arts, but the beauties of the harem and his brothers who were about the same age.

At this time, according to the plan arranged by Guo Langzi's mastermind, he needs to quickly give up the stage, and then use 30,000 elite soldiers as a net, and the mastermind will be based on the killing array laid out by Fengchantai, and he will lead these "heavenly soldiers and generals" to wait outside, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman.

King Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty and a group of righteous people knew that no one left, and they all watched the Son of Heaven and the rest of the entourage of the magnates go away, as if today's Zen was a complete extra.

The Son of Heaven had only walked a few steps before a man in Tsing Yi and a square face wanted to stand up, but was motioned to sit down by a person.

It seems that the movement here has alarmed the Son of Heaven, who has not gone far, and the latter hurriedly sped up his steps, the ghost knows what will be achieved here in a while, and it is better to kill them. No matter how bad it is, it will be a defeat for both sides, so that he can start the killing array and send troops to capture.

The new emperor of the petty family thought so.

Another moment.

The people in the righteous path glanced at each other, and Dong Sansheng, the master of the Nine Mountains, suddenly stood up and said: "King Shenwu of the Great Zhou, all of your fellow martial artists are here today, and the old man will ask, what kind of mistake did that child of Baishi commit and was killed by you with a sword?"

Xia Guang didn't answer, just looked around and said, "If you still have questions to ask, let's say them together." ”

The Xuanxuan monk of Zen Buddhism stood up and said: "Some time ago, the donor broke into my green pothos Zen monastery and killed my senior brother, the old man wanted to ask two things, first, why did the donor kill the senior brother, and second, how could the donor kill the senior brother. ”

The abbot of the Green Pothos Monastery Xuan Lin is very famous in the rivers and lakes, and he has always captured the enemy between the clouds and the breeze.

Between his eyebrows, Hua Changyang, the head of the Mountain Sect, got up and said: "King Shenwu, I first thanked the apprentice for saving his life in the Great Desert, but I also had the same question as Master Xuanxuan, where did your strength come from, or rather... Are you still you?"

The righteous questioning led by the three of them was like three sharp swords, straight into the young prince who was still sitting upright, and his expression did not fluctuate.

Xia Guang suddenly said: "Do you know the eight peerless schools in the world? Nine Yin and Nine Yang, Ten Thousand Swords and Green Mountains, Blood Demon Embroidery, Eight Desolations and Thunder." ”

The righteous path group was stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what the meaning of this Shenwu King mentioned this at this time.

If it is according to age, this Shenwu King is just their apprentice, or even their grandchildren, but if it is according to his identity and military achievements, he is indeed qualified to talk in front of them.

And the younger generation of young heroes in the rivers and lakes, the chivalrous girls looked at the Shenwu King who was wrapped in the center by hundreds of strong guards with a little curiosity, wearing black armor that did not look like a prince, but like a general, with his head held high, and his long hair was moving backwards in the cross wind in the mountains, but his young face showed that he was the same age as himself and others, or even younger.

At such an age, he has been able to reach such heights, and even the number one position on the rookie list that everyone is proud of is just icing on the cake for him.

Because, he traveled three thousand miles and killed a legend.

If this legend is a man of the Demon Gate, an enemy, and a man who everyone wants to die, then it is a good story for the ages, but unfortunately not, he killed a compassionate abbot.

There is regret in everyone's eyes, and there is schadenfreude...