PS: Speaking of which, in the previous thirty-four chapters, the doll deliberately mentioned in the text that the protagonist previously knew about the decisive battle of the Forbidden City was only through movies and the like, so he didn't know much about the process and specific details, so he would re-investigate.

The moon is full on the fifteenth, and the decisive battle is set on the night of the full moon, which is naturally on the sixteenth.

Originally, those people in the rivers and lakes who had obtained the qualifications to enter the palace gathered under the Forbidden City with the ribbons in their hands, either with excited expressions or cold faces.

However, it didn't take long for the generals who were in charge of guarding these martial artists who entered the palace to find that the number of people at this time was far different from what was thought out in advance, the number of martial artists in the palace who had been given the qualifications to enter the palace was only forty, but now, there were more than one hundred and thirty people in the field, more than three times.

This also made the generals of the guards shocked, and hurriedly transferred the palace guards to prevent accidents.

Standing in the crowd, he glanced at the surrounding warriors who entered the palace, according to Hua Manlou, the worst of them turned out to be transcendental, and there were even more than ten martial artists of the innate realm.

With such strength entering the palace, it is no wonder that the generals who guard it are so.

"Bell!"

As the clear bell rang, many warriors who were originally doing their own things under the city couldn't help but stand up straight and poured into the open city gate on the side.

Upon entering, two people were already standing on top of the building.

Under the full moon in the sky, the two people standing in the corner of the roof each had the same fluttering white clothes, but the difference was that one person's body was a kind of loneliness that was unbearable in a high place, and a person's body was a cold enough to freeze a thousand feet.

Looking at the two top swordsmen above at that time, and the many martial artists below, even those who had already entered the innate couldn't help but hold their breath.

In another room, at this time, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was meditating on practicing calligraphy, and his chief eunuch Wang An suddenly walked in from the outside, followed by another person.

Hearing the sound of the voice, Emperor Ming raised his head, but his complexion changed greatly, because behind Wang An, there stood a person who looked exactly like himself, and was wearing a dragon robe.

Such a sudden change made Emperor Ming stunned, and couldn't help but say, "Are you?"

Looking at the shocked Emperor Ming, Wang An smiled lightly, and then introduced in a scream: "This is the descendant of Emperor Daxing, the son of King Pingnan, and the cousin of today's son."

In an instant, Emperor Ming instantly understood the reason, his face sank directly, and a majestic momentum suddenly burst out from his body.

The majestic momentum blew away the paper on the original desktop, and Emperor Ming also said coldly: "Wang An, you are so bold." ”

In the face of Emperor Ming's powerful power, Wang An only paused slightly, and then the same momentum that was not weaker than Emperor Ming rose in vain, which made Emperor Ming's face completely appear a trace of consternation.

Wang An has been by Emperor Ming's side for decades, but Emperor Ming has never noticed that Wang An would have such a strong cultivation, and with a turn in his mind, he suddenly understood, "You are not Wang An?"

The latter smiled slightly, "Of course I am Wang An, I have been Wang An for the past few years, doesn't Your Majesty know the old slave anymore?"

Emperor Ming's eyes narrowed, "It seems that for today, you have worked hard!"

But after a pause, he chuckled and said, "However, do you really think that your ambitions can be achieved?" and then without Wang An speaking, he shouted: "Someone is coming." ”

However, after the sound fell silent, not a single guard outside the door rushed into the room.

Wang An shook his head and smiled: "Entrust Your Majesty's pedestrians, even the safety around them are entrusted to the old slave to be responsible, today is so important, the old slave naturally does not dare to let the unscrupulous people disturb Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Ming was angry in his heart, but a touch of disdain flashed on his face, "Heh, Wang An, should you really be decided?"

After speaking, he moved away from the dragon chair and walked towards Wang An step by step, as Emperor Ming approached, Wang An's expression was slightly stiff.

Although they are both strong in the innate realm, the innate realm is inevitably strong and weak.

Emperor Ming is located in the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, whether it is the cultivation of exercises or resources, it is not comparable to ordinary people, and its strength is also a leader even among the innate powerhouses.

Just as Emperor Ming was getting closer and closer, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Weichen has seen the emperor." ”

With the voice, a tall figure appeared in the eyes, moving very slowly, but with an indescribable beauty and luxury.

Looking at the person who came, Emperor Ming's face finally changed greatly, "Uncle Huang, are you too?"

Ye Gucheng didn't answer, he just walked to Wang An's side and stood still, which already explained everything.

Wang An sneered and looked at the ashen Emperor Ming, although the strength of the Ming Emperor was very strong, but against an innate grandmaster like Shangye Gucheng, he had to tie his hands and catch a choice.

The innate realm can be said to have reached the point of transcendent sanctification, a sword out, the mountains and rivers are shocked, but in the congenital realm, there is a congenital grandmaster

The innate grandmaster is not a realm, but a kind of strength, although the innate grandmaster is still ranked ingenital, but his strength far exceeds that of ordinary innate realms, and he can even kill the powerhouses of the same innate realm in one move, which is terrifying.

The main reason why Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were named the two top swordsmen at that time was that both of them belonged to the grandmaster-level powerhouses.

At this moment, a sigh came from the compartment next to him, making Wang An's face, who was originally smiling on his face, suddenly stiffen, and Ye Gucheng couldn't help but put his eyes on the location of the compartment.

The next moment, the three figures slowly walked out of the compartment, looking at the three of them, Wang An's face was stooling, "Aren't you supposed to be watching the decisive battle?"

The three of them are really Li Yi, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

Looking at Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng sighed heavily, "You shouldn't come, I don't use it, but unfortunately both of us have already arrived." ”

Ye Gucheng nodded, "It's a pity, but it's a pity not to mention that it's only the three of you, even if it's ten times more, you can't stop me today." ”

When the cold voice fell, Ye Gucheng shifted his gaze, and after staying on Li Yi for a while, he asked, "What's the problem?"

"Huh"

Hearing this, Li Yi closed the folding fan that had been swaying, took a few steps forward, and then rubbed his brows, "Actually, at the beginning, what I knew was not much different from Lu Xiaofeng, but the only difference was that I noticed a person who was originally inconspicuous. Immediately, the fan pointed to the prince of Pingnan who was standing on the side.

"And in the subsequent investigation, Brother Hua and I also found the residence of the prince of Pingnan hidden in the capital, and went to the door to make sure, although the result was not good, but fortunately, the people under him had good ability to do things, but I heard that the appearance of this prince of Pingnan was exactly the same as the appearance of Emperor Daming, this, it is a little intriguing. ”

"But what does this have to do with me?" Ye Gucheng's expression changed slightly, and he just said softly.

Li Yi smiled, "Of course, although I can guess that the arrival of this Pingnan prince may be related to Emperor Ming, it still has nothing to do with Lord Ye, but in the process, my subordinates also investigated another person, that is, Master Shengtong of Ciyun Temple." ”

"Not long ago, Lu Xiaofeng originally took a poisonous snake to find Master Shengtong, but he lied that the poisonous snake in Lu Xiaofeng's hand was an icy poisonous snake, which also made Lu Xiaofeng mistakenly think that the poison in your body was the cold snake venom, which made Lu Xiaofeng's later investigation direction deviate, and the identity of this Shengtong mage made me curious, so I went to meet him. ”

Ye Gucheng looked at Li Yi for a moment, and then coldly spit out two words "temperament"

The rest of the people in the audience didn't quite understand what Ye Gucheng and Li Yi said, only Lu Xiaofeng had some understanding in his heart.

Li Yi nodded and admitted, "Yes, it's temperament, after cultivating the Flying Immortals outside the sky, and the sense of loneliness you imposed on him is too obvious, it can make you spend so much effort, and even reduce your strength to forcibly seal the Dao Sword Intent into his body, and then contact the decisive battle, everything is naturally clear." ”

After waiting for half a ring, Ye Gucheng exhaled a breath, "Understood, you are fine." ”

After speaking, he turned around, "Then next, it's time to get down to business." ”

Everyone present knew what Ye Gucheng was referring to, and Lu Xiaofeng was even more shocked, and hurriedly moved towards Emperor Ming's place.

However, it was Ye Gucheng's sword that was faster than that.

This sword is just a bland sword, but the speed is incomparably fast, even Lu Xiaofeng's light skill alone can't catch up with this sword that pierces the air in mid-air.

Just when Ye Gucheng's sword was less than an inch away from Emperor Ming, and Lu Xiaofeng was also dead, a cold light flashed, and a snow-bright long sword was directly blocked in front of Emperor Ming, blocking the sword that made Lu Xiaofeng helpless.

Dressed in white like snow, with long hair and a shawl, and a blank expression, it looks like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years, even if you look at it, you can feel a kind of palpitational cold.

The lord of Wanmei Villa, one of the top contemporary swordsmen, Ximen blows snow.