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Who would have thought that the old man, who was dying and lying in the Jingguo Mansion all day long, suddenly put on a soldier, and suddenly seemed to be dozens of years younger, energetically fighting with a person in the Dao of Martial Arts who had cultivated to a high level.

On the throne of the Nine Dragons, when the son of today sat there with a pale face, his lips were purple, and his eyes were open but he couldn't move, obviously he was poisoned.

The general of the right guard sat cross-legged behind him, pressing the door behind the Son of Heaven with one hand, and the gentle Gang Qi was continuously sent into the body of the Son of Heaven, forcibly suppressing the poison that erodes the bones.

On the other side, a man wearing a hooded black robe and a golden mask also sat cross-legged beside the Nine Dragons Throne, holding the spiritual crystal in his left and right hands, and in a moment the crystal turned into powder, and continued to take out the spiritual crystal to absorb it, replenishing the almost depleted spiritual energy.

The commander of the Imperial Secret Department alternated with the right guard general Bai Shuang, trying to suppress the poison in the emperor's body.

The little grandfather Deng Fei looked at the emperor with a worried face, a burly general and a slender general were protecting the Nine Dragons throne, and they were Hu Li and Bai Ying'er.

A Mo knife and a long-handled double-edged battle axe, the blades are stained with blood, and the two have just experienced a vicious fight.

There were also several warlocks and martial artists who followed Hu Li and Bai Ying'er to guard the Nine Dragons Throne, confronting more than a dozen Star Luo Sect disciples scattered in the Taiji Hall.

The corpses of the disciples of the Star Luo Sect and the guards and eunuchs could be seen everywhere in the hall, among which some civil and military ministers could also be seen, and the remaining survivors were huddled in the corners trembling.

In order to attack this Taiji Palace, the Star Luo Sect obviously paid a lot of casualties.

"If it weren't for the South China Sea Immortal Society being attacked by the remnants of the Demon Sect, the losses of the various sects would not be small, and my Star Luo Sect would not have made such a decision, but the worldly mortals are ants, and it is not for us to take and demand, Shang King Zhou Zhi has made an agreement with my sect, and the Star Luo Sect supports him to succeed to the throne, and the Dawu Dynasty will offer ten times the share of the previous year in the first year, and then four times the share every year, this transaction is still done. ”

Shouyang Zhenren didn't care about leaking the conspiracy of the Star Luo Sect to the people of the Great Wu Dynasty present.

The Shudao sect participating in the South China Sea Immortal Association was raided by the resurrected Demon Sect, and there were many casualties, but the heaven and earth materials used for trading were plundered innumerably, in order to organize a counterattack, these sects hit the idea on the Great Wu Dynasty, and after a period of verbal war, and even the lives of an elder and a dozen disciples, the division plan was finally decided, and the Star Luo Sect became the executor, acting even more unscrupulously.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Dawu Dynasty, the Son of Heaven suddenly flushed, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and said sharply with a disordered breath: "What a high-ranking immortal gate, are you trying to force our people to death?"

The Dawu Dynasty set up an imperial treasury in the 36 provinces to collect the world's rare treasures, just to deal with these greedy and excessive sects of the Dao of Arts, and to get a moment of peace, but the worship resources suddenly increased tenfold, it is conceivable that the officials will be rampant like tigers and wolves, forcibly taking the slightest seizure, the people are not happy, and the clan is secretly making waves to grab the benefits.

These sects will definitely not care about the life or death of the people of the Great Wu Dynasty, and forcibly agree to the second prince with such harsh conditions, even if the Shang King Zhou Zhi can ascend to the great treasure, I am afraid that he will have to face an empire that is about to fall apart and crumbling.

Moreover, the five palaces and seven sects of the Dao of Martial Arts have already divided the distribution of these heavenly and earthly treasures internally, who dares to guarantee that there will be any sect that will have branches and urge the already exhausted Great Wu Dynasty.

What the Son of Heaven was worried about was not only the usurpation of the two princes, but the destruction of the good Han family by these sects of art to quench their thirst.

"People, hehe! Ant-like mortals live or die, what does it matter to the people in my art path?"

Shouyang Zhenren, like the vast majority of Shudao monks, regards mortals as grass mustard, who cares whether the ants are dead or alive, this is something that secular rulers should consider, one emperor is disobedient, and another is.

The disciples of the Star Luo Sect in the Taiji Hall showed contemptuous looks on their faces one by one, mortals were like weeds, just like killing a batch, or it would not be long before they would multiply again, and they would be intimidated by the oppressive power of the Shudao Sect, even if they resisted, what could they do? After all, they couldn't resist the attack of any sect.

It won't be long before this Great Martial Dynasty will change its court and honestly offer the resources of the Dao of Arts.

Some of the warlocks guarding the Nine Dragons throne shook slightly, although they also practiced the Dao of Magic, but in essence, they were people in the world, a sentence of ants, making them empathize, who could want their lives to be killed by life, and a deep anger in their hearts couldn't help but burn.

"Damn, my Deng family is deeply favored by the emperor, and they share the support of all the people, and they are willing to fight to the last person with a mortal body!

The old military god, Deng Fang, the prince of Jingguo, made a resolute declaration with his eyes in his eyes, and when he heard the other party's contemptuous words, he immediately became furious.

The Deng family ranks second in strength among the eight major clans of the Dawu Dynasty, second only to the imperial Zhou family, and the children of the past generations are proud of protecting the empire, and the attitude of the old man represents the attitude of the Deng family.

"Just a remnant of the martial arts, how dare you make a noise! As long as you are eliminated, who else in the Great Martial Dynasty can resist our sect!"

Shouyang Zhenren changed the magic trick, and the six and two Yi shield arrays flew around the body, protecting the body tightly, and then a mouth, more than three inches long, less than a finger wide small sword with a dazzling golden light shot towards a pale white sword swing by Deng Fang, the Duke of Jingguo.

The sword gang was shot through by the flying sword golden mang, and the remaining momentum was unabated and collided with the battlefield killer of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, like the muffled sound of something exploding, and the entire Taiji Hall shook fiercely.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in the hands of Jingguo Gong Deng Fang did not seem to be an ordinary thing, and it was evenly matched when it was fought with a three-inch-long flying sword, and the two sides fought for more than ten rounds in a row, and the old man's face suddenly flushed, and then became a little pale, and he was inexplicably exhausted.

After all, he is already over eighty years old, his qi and blood have declined, and there are secret injuries that have not yet healed, far less than the prime of life when he was fighting, and he has been able to persist until now completely relying on the pure qi of the Guiyuan Realm.

Fortunately, twenty-five years ago, he borrowed demons to destroy martial arts, otherwise in this world, how could he respect the way of art! Deng Fang, I respect you as one of the few remaining martial artists in the world of the Returning Yuan Realm, if you surrender and abandon your cultivation, let the children of the clan give up the martial arts from now on, the deity can be the master and spare the life of your clan. ”

Shouyang Zhenren had participated in the battle of exterminating martial arts twenty-five years ago, and knew the power of martial arts powerhouses, and was extremely cautious when dealing with Jingguo Gong, who had the cultivation of the Guiyuan Realm, so he gradually gained the upper hand.

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