The flames of war had spread to the Fengtian Temple, but the King of the South had no intention of leaving.

Gonggong Li on the side said: "Your Majesty, please take refuge in the palace!"

King Nan stopped and said, "It's okay, this king wants to take a look, what can these rebellious ministers and thieves do to this king?"

Gonggong Li didn't continue to speak, in fact, he also understood that if the palace really fell, even if he hid anywhere, the final result would be the same.

Moreover, the rear of the Fengtian Temple is the harem.

On the other hand, the presence of King Nan on the scene is also a spiritual encouragement to the soldiers.

"The King of the South is there, kill him!"

"Kill the ...... of the King of the South"

Some rebels saw the king of the south not far away, shouted, and killed in the direction of the Fengtian Temple, and the palace forbidden army tried their best to resist and tried to stop those rebels.

However, there were still some rebels who broke through the defenses and killed them.

All the guards around King Nan have been dispatched, and by his side, only the great eunuch Li Gonggong remains.

"Kill!"

There were several rebels, holding bright broadswords and stepping on the front steps of the door, with unusually hideous expressions.

Being able to cut off the head of the South King is a great achievement.

Sou!

Sou!

On the roof, an elegant middle-aged man dressed in a beautiful way appeared, holding a big bow in his hand, and shot sharp arrows, shooting the rebels to death on the steps, and blood flowed down the steps.

"Kill!"

There are rebels who are fearless and rush forward, still wanting to kill the king of the south and take great credit, but the next moment, an arrow pierces the heart and dies on the spot.

More and more rebels rushed forward, but in the end they could not cross the steps, arrows flew into the air, and corpses were piled up on the ground.

"Kill him first!"

A rebel tried to climb onto the roof, but as soon as he appeared, a cold arrow awaited him.

Brains splatter.

Even some rebels who tried to draw their bows and shoot the elegant middle-aged man, only then did they draw their bows, and they were shot by him.

"Mr. San's archery skills are really unparalleled, it is said that you have shot the masters of the Heavenly Realm, and today I will meet you in vain!" A lean man appeared, very short in stature, also holding a large bow, and stepped from a distance.

"Arrow Wushuang Bai Fei!?" Mr. San, an elegant middle-aged man, was surprised when he saw the visitor, this rumored archery master actually appeared here.

These rebels are really generous.

Sou!

When the lean man stepped forward, he had already bent his bow and set up arrows, and the sharp arrows shot out like thunder, and Mr. Three did not dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly dodged, and the sharp arrows slashed past his side, directly blasting the tiles under his feet, and a large hole appeared.

Whoosh!

Mr. Three also drew his bow and shot arrows, and two arrows were fired at the same time.

The lean man also shot two arrows, knocking down Mr. Three's arrows.

The two of them drew their bows again and again, and the sharp arrows were like thunder, slashing down in the night sky, and then blowing down pieces of bricks and tiles, and even the big trees with adults holding their hands together could easily pierce through them, which was terrifying.

The battle between the two archery masters is more fierce than the battle of the sword masters.

In order to avoid hurting the innocent, the elegant man Mr. Three fought and retreated, and took the lean man away from the main hall, and the two rose and fell on the eaves, and soon disappeared.

With the departure of Mr. Three, those rebels who had no one to stop them once again rushed up the steps of the main hall.

In the face of the temptation of huge profits, no one can resist.

They frantically poured in.

Rumble!

Father-in-law Li made a move.

The true qi was mighty, rolling like a huge wave, and the moment those rebel soldiers stepped on the steps, a powerful force blasted them out.

His aura emanated, threatening all directions, and the rumors were true, he was a master of the Heavenly Realm.

However, after he blasted the rebels away, he did not continue to attack the other rebel soldiers, unless they stepped on the steps.

His duty is to protect the safety of the Southern King, and that step is a boundary.

Not far away, a tall rebel general came in, and the knife fell, killing some of the palace guards one after another, and the blood stained the night.

Gonggong Li asked: "Meng Dou, you are really bold, do you know what you are doing? King Nan treats you well, why do you commit such a rebellious thing? Fail Wang En!"

Meng Dou, who was killing, heard the voice, his hand paused slightly, he carried a long knife dripping blood, looked over, looked at the king of the south, and finally sighed slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, the sky in the south has changed, the minister only wants to live, there are some things, the minister has to do? ”

"It's your choice?"

King Nan smiled, and then said in a deep voice: "Even if this day changes, this southern kingdom is still the southern kingdom of this king." ”

"No, King Nan, you will soon be in the past tense, and this southern kingdom will be mine. It was not Meng Dou who spoke, but a person coming in front of him.

He wears a hideous demon mask on his face.

Some Praetorian Guards wanted to rush up, but they were knocked away by him in the flip of his hand, this is the release of true qi, no one can get close to his side for half a minute, he just walked step by step.

After passing through the two fighting armies, they soon came to the stone steps.

Gonggong Li's expression was solemn, the momentum of the person who came was strong, and his strength was probably already in the Heavenly Realm, and even stronger than him.

This is the instigator behind the scenes, the head of the Ping Shengmeng, the man who claims to be the king?

Because no one has ever seen the true face of the ghost-faced man, not even an important member of the Ping Shengmeng. And the ghost face is his identification.

Nanwang's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Who are you? When you ask this, it is natural not to ask about his superficial identity of the Ping Shengmeng, but about his true origin, his potential identity.

"Gao Yang Guo, Gao Yang Hu!"

The man took off his demon mask and revealed his true face, a young man, no more than thirty years old, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He stared at King Nan and said, "You shouldn't be unfamiliar with this face, right?"

King Nan frowned and said, "You are Gao Yangye's son?"

Gaoyang Kingdom, once adjacent to the southern country, belonged to the vassal state of the southern country, but ten years ago, the Gaoyang Kingdom wanted to subvert the southern country, did bad things, and was sent by the king of the south at that time to destroy the country.

"Yes, Gao Yangye is my father!"

Gao Yang Hu said coldly: "In the past, you destroyed my Gaoyang Kingdom, and today, I not only want to avenge my father, but after tomorrow, the entire southern country will also belong to me." ”

Nanwang said: "Perhaps, ten years ago, I let you go, maybe it was a wrong choice. ”

Gao Yang snorted coldly and said, "So, I want to thank you for your kindness that day?"

There were palace guards who came to intercept Gao Yanghu, but he snatched the long knife and killed him with a knife, he threw the long knife and shot it at the king of the south.

"I tell you, there is no regret in this world, the cause of the past, the fruit of today, I have come to fruition. ”

Clang!

Gonggong Li appeared in front of King Nan, threw out the dust in his hand, and flew the long knife, and at this time, Gao Yanghu had already flown up the steps.

Gonggong Li turned around and bowed slightly to the King of the South, and said, "Your Majesty, please stay away for the time being!"

"Hmm. ”

King Nan answered, and this time, he listened to Gonggong Li's opinion.

Seeing that Nanwang had already entered the main hall, Gonggong Li turned his head, looked at Gao Yanghu, and said, "Our family will play with you." ”

Gao Yang shouted: "Gonggong Li, you can be loyal, but don't be foolish, I know that you have entered the heavenly realm, but you are not my opponent." ”

Li Gonggong said: "Inheriting His Majesty's kindness, he will naturally share his worries, this is the way of a courtier, and whether it is an opponent or not, you can only know by comparing your hands." ”

Gao Yanghu's voice was suddenly cold, and he said: "I don't know what to lift, do you know, whoever stops me will die!"

Boom!

When the word "death" fell, Gao Yanghu had already drawn his sword, stomped on the soles of his feet, the ground cracked, and the strong wind blew his long hair, turning into an afterimage, killing Gonggong Li.

Swish!

With a flick of the dust in Gonggong Li's hand, three thousand white silks scattered, and under the stimulation of his true qi, the roots were like needles, colliding with Gao Yanghu's long sword, making a 'sonorous' metallic sound.

Rumble!

Boom!

Three thousand white silk, boundless swordsmanship, the two figures are staggered, the white silk blows up the strong wind that can make people's skin painful, and falls on the steps with a 'whir', and the seemingly soft white silk directly pierces the ground with three thousand fine holes.

The long sword was like a rainbow, with a fierce sword aura, a sword was broken, and the hard steps were destroyed by the sword qi, and sword marks several zhang long appeared.

Some of the soldiers on both sides who were fighting could not dodge, and as if they had been hit hard, they vomited blood and flew away.

Both of them were masters of the Heavenly Realm, and they were already at the peak of ordinary martial artists, and ordinary martial artists could not withstand the impact of their battles, let alone those ordinary soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds.

With a sound of 'bang', the sword qi of the rainbow rushed to the front of the hall and cut off the big lion statue sitting in front of the door from the neck.

The stone lion with a grinding disc fell from the stone steps in front of the door, and the weight was so heavy that it rolled down, causing the exclamations of the two fighters below.