Wei Ban still wanted to try his best to stand firm, but Xiao Shen had already drawn his sword.

Qingshuang rushed to Wei Ban's body in an instant, stabbing straight to the heart.

Wei Ban raised his last breath and raised his hand to hold the blade of the Qingshuang sword, no matter how majestic the sword was on the sword, it couldn't hurt his palm in the slightest.

With a twist of his wrist, he was about to break the iron spear in one fell swoop.

It's just that Xiao Shen is unwilling to fight hard with Wei Ban at the end of the strong crossbow. Before Wei Ban exerted his strength, Xiao Shen was already stepping on the back, and Qingshuang retreated violently.

Qingshuang was like a spirit snake, escaping from Wei Ban's hands, and then going and returning, stabbing again.

This direct stab is extremely simple, and there are thousands of swordsmen in the world who can't do it, except for being stable and fast, there is no other mystery.

But Wei Ban failed to grasp the sword, and was pierced through his throat by a sword.

Wei Ban's body qi collapsed rapidly, and his body was as indistinguishable as the official robe on his body, shattered, and thousands of blood beads seeped out from the tiny cracks that could not be seen on his body, dyeing Wei Ban's body red at the same time, but also staining the ground under his feet.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Shen's mouth became thicker and thicker, and he was about to draw his sword and retreat, but Wei Ban seemed to return to the light at this moment, and the last punch of Shengping smashed on Xiao Shen's lower abdomen.

This punch can be called invincible.

Xiao Shen's abdomen was blurred with flesh and blood, his feet were off the ground, and he fell more than ten zhang away before falling to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices.

After this punch, Wei Ban did not pursue, even if he knew that as long as he threw a few more punches, he could kill Xiao Shen.

It's a pity that he has come to the end, let alone a few punches, even half a punch is difficult to strike.

If the peak is at its peak, the two sides fight fairly, Wei Ban has a great confidence that the two of them will be burned, but now he has no such possibility.

Xiao Shen stood up with his sword and asked with a sneer, "Do you have any last words?"

Wei Ban, whose breath was gradually weakening, did not speak.

From the moment Xiao Shen appeared in the Dadu Governor's Mansion, Wei Ban already knew that the general trend had gone, but the eldest husband had done something and did not do something. He has fought with others for power, he has intrigued with others, and even he has done anything for this, but there is a premise for this, that is, this world is still the world of Daqi.

In the final analysis, he is the governor of Daqi, and he is also the governor of the three generations of the Xiao family.

No matter whether it is the former emperor Xiao Xuan or the current His Majesty Xiao Bai who is sitting in that seat, after all, it is still the great Qi of the Xiao family, but if it is replaced by someone else, even if that person has the same surname Xiao, it is completely different.

A moment later, Wei Ban, whose aura had completely dissipated, fell to the ground with a bang.

When the old man was dying, he muttered to himself: "Wei Ban is worthy of Great Qi and Your Majesty." ”

The governor of the capital, Wei Ban, died generously in battle.

Xiao Shen put Qingshuang back into the sheath, and after a moment of annoyance, his mood improved, even if he was seriously injured by Wei Ban's punch and injured the Xia Dantian Qi Sea, but since Wei Ban was already dead, it didn't matter.

Xiao Shen glanced at Min Chun, who was depressed, laughed and disappeared.

Min Chun staggered to Wei Ban's body, knelt down in the rain, and said in disbelief: "Metropolitan Governor?"

Wei Ban did not respond.

Until this time, he still couldn't believe that the veteran who had been galloping on the battlefield for many years and was in charge of the world's military power actually ...... He's dead?

Min Chun's mind flashed through many glimpses of the past, the Metropolitan Governor Wei Ban once personally led the former army to fight against the barbarians in Southern Xinjiang, he was the general of the former army of Shuzhou, and he also fought bravely under the command of the Metropolitan Governor, for him, the old man is like a stern elder, he inevitably complains a lot on weekdays, but if he is really gone, he suddenly realized that it is so heartbreaking.

Min Chun staggered to his feet, wiped the tears and rain from his face with his sleeve, and then rushed towards the thunderous Miyagi, he was going to the cabinet to see Han Ge Lao, to see His Majesty.

In the palace city, Xiao Bai carried the sixth heavenly thunder with his immortal golden body, and in an instant, countless fine thunders intertwined on the immortal golden body, like a net, sneering, but Xiao Bai was unmoved, and directly reached out to tear off the countless fetters on Jin's body, and finally tore the entire net formed by the interweaving of thunder and lightning from the middle.

The sixth heavenly thunder vanished.

The seventh heavenly thunder did not fall immediately, and the black clouds in the sky were covered with purple meaning, no longer the vicious scene of the black clouds pressing the city, but instead showing a bit of immortal atmosphere.

The seventh heavenly thunder was hidden in this purple cloud, amassing all its might and not triggering it.

Xiao Bai looked up at the sky, not hearing the wind or thunder.

Just now, he seemed to break the sixth heavenly thunder lightly, but the actual situation is like a person drinking water and knowing it, although Xiao Yu and Xiao Bai are both immortal golden bodies, but Xiao Yu is the first person in the world before this, and there are more than 20 years of dormancy in Mingling, so he can naturally regard the catastrophe as nothing, and Xiao Bai is a quick method, and there is too much difference in the background.

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A moment later, a golden light bloomed again on Xiao Baijin's body, and the golden light was brilliant.

The darker seventh heavenly thunder also exploded.

The sky and the earth seem to have begun to distort beneath this glorious majesty.

Countless clouds fell downward, like waterfalls falling from above the nine heavens, and countless boulders and dirt flew into the sky, like pumice stones used as paths in the legendary Kunlun fairyland.

Han Xuan looked at this scene, the gloom on his face became heavier and heavier, how can there be a reason for an immortal to be an emperor in this world? Even if Xiao Bai can carry the thunder of the sky and become a living immortal, who will be the emperor of the Great Qi? And how long can the living immortal stay in the world? Once the time limit for ascension has arrived, will Xiao Bai have to fly to the sky? He has only been the emperor of Great Qi for a few days?

From this point of view, whether Xiao Bai preaches or not, for himself, has a hundred benefits and no harm, but in terms of state affairs, it is not of much benefit.

Han Xuan was supported by Li Shiqi, and his heart was full of emotion. He is eighty years old, with ups and downs, enjoying the wealth of the world, and being the "phase" of emperors and generals , also fell into the trough, as a teacher in a remote village in the northwest, now his life is about to come to an end, in all fairness, what the general trend of the world, what dynasty rises and falls, is about to have nothing to do with him, he doesn't have to make a big deal about it, but then again, in life, there must always be some persistence, Xu Beiyou's obsession is to revitalize the Sword Sect, Xiao Xuan's obsession is the peace of the world, so Han Xuan's obsession is this Great Qi Dynasty established by their older generations after a lot of hardships.

The old man has no wife and no children in this life, he serves the king all his life, he has nothing to ask for, and he is miserable in managing state affairs, how can he seek for his wife? In the final analysis, it is still for the foundation of Daqi.

Han Xuan whispered to himself: "Holding Mount Tai to surpass the North Sea, if you don't want to, you really can't." ”

Li Shiqi, who held an umbrella for Han Xuan, was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too deeply.

Han Xuan coughed heavily and muttered: "The affairs of the world also lie in the word 'urgency', the so-called soldier is fast, and the defeat also lies in the word 'urgency', and the so-called speed is not reached, as Emperor Taizu said, in the final analysis, it is still a 'gambling' word, just gambling with the fortune of a country, not by the king." ”

The old man, who was already in his last years, gasped heavily, and said angrily: "Xiao Bai, the first emperor has already lost a bet, do you want to gamble again?