"Bold!"

Hearing Chen Tuan talk to himself, behind Shen Wang Zhao, a slender and tall intermediate spiritual general cultivator couldn't hold it back, jumped out, and pointed a spear at the door of Chen Kuan's face, "He Fang Demon Dao, talking nonsense, even want to go straight to the side of His Majesty's bed, what is his heart!"

The tip of the spear was less than an inch from the tip of his nose, Chen Jian was unmoved, but said lightly: "Who is Your Excellency?"

"His Royal Highness King Shen's subordinates, intermediate spirit generals, mourning gun Bao Zhao!" said the tall and thin spirit man who reported to his home. Tomato □ net○ ---.x-f'q'x-s''.com

"Funeral guns?" Chen Jun said lightly, "There must be a lot of innocent souls under the gun, so they have such a vicious nickname." ”

With a slight movement of his left hand, the spear in Bao Zhao's hand turned involuntarily, and shook Bao Zhao's hands, turning out of thin air, whining.

Bao Zhao looked at this scene in shock, and then felt a sharp pain in his palm, and saw that the palm was already covered with broken flesh and blood.

Chen Jian didn't intend to show mercy to his subordinates, and with a flick of his hand, the spear directly pierced Bao Zhao's shoulder blade with lightning speed, nailing him to the city wall by the city gate.

This was just a matter of two or three face-to-faces, and an intermediate spirit general, just in the hands of the commander, was nailed to the wall of the imperial city.

Intermediate spirit generals, judging from their cultivation, should be the strongest of the strong.

In front of Chen Jun, he didn't even have the time to react or the ability to react.

This appearance is really humiliating to be discussed by the people under the city wall.

"Good skills. Shen Wang Zhao clapped his hands and said, "However, although your skills are good, you still can't prove that you are Lord Chen." In this world, there are many strong people who want to kill the life of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. ”

"Your Highness, you know who I am and what my identity is. You know why you do this. Chen Jian said, looking at each other with a pair of dusty and clear eyes, "Is it really good for you to do this?"

King Shen Zhao was silent with a dark face, but shouted to his subordinates: "All up, take down this demon Dao pretending to be Sect Master Chen!"

The powerhouses under him jumped out one after another, wanting to surround Chen Jun.

"Usually it's okay to have fun with you, but today, I really don't have time. Chen Shu said leisurely, and then, as if he had grabbed a mosquito in the air, his right hand pinched it out of thin air, and then there was a long sword composed of dark spiritual power in his hand.

Chen Tuan's name is so big, that is the figure who assisted His Majesty Taizu when the Song State was founded, and he was awarded Huashan Mountain, and his fame shocked the world.

At this time, seeing that he was really angry, and now that he had a sword in his hand, the strong men under King Shen all beat drums in their hearts. In their hearts, in fact, most of them believe that the Chen Tuo in front of them is true. Because, since the founding of the Song Kingdom, in the past two hundred years, no one has dared to pretend to be him.

All the Song people have the same awe and respect for this legendary powerhouse as they treat the gods.

Shen Wang Zhao didn't know this truth, but now under the temptation of huge power, he had to take a chance. Although Chen Jian is a legendary figure, he is at least hundreds of years old after all.

Even if there is a way of cultivation and a skill in cultivation, the age of a few hundred years is still an advanced age. The eight strong men under him are all on the same page, even if they are legendary powerhouses, they shouldn't be able to deal with it.

"This person impersonates Sect Master Chen, it is really a great crime, and he has ill intentions!" King Shen gritted his teeth and said, "Take the person who kills this person, after King Lone ascends the throne, he will worship the lord of the Demon Suppression Palace!"

The spirits of the strong men under him were suddenly lifted.

The Demon Suppression Hall is now the strongest pillar of the Song Dynasty, and it is powerful to the sky, and branch halls have been set up in each state capital to control the power of various places. If you can become the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, the future is equivalent to becoming the master of a separate court outside the court.

That kind of power, just thinking about it, can make people's eyes warm.

"Zhao Kuangyin's descendants, one by one, are really disappointing. Chen Jian sighed, and the sword of spiritual power in his hand shook, and thousands of sword shadows of spiritual power appeared, which were sprinkled towards the strong like rain hitting Qiuping.

The shadow of the sword disappears, and the strong fall.

Each strong man has some injuries large and small. The wound is not deep, but it is all around the vital point, and it is not the same as the vital point.

In this case, it is not easy to stab the sword wound on the vital side than to stab the vital point.

This is Chen Tuan warning them, which means that if they don't know what to do, the next sword move will directly stab them to the vital point.

The cold sweat on the bodies of the strong people rolled down.

"Lord Wang, let's go, this person can't be provoked. A strong man covered his wounds and hurriedly spoke to King Shen. He knew that the person in front of him was the real body, and he knew that he couldn't afford to wait for anything, even if he had the temptation of the position of the Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace, he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he still retreated.

King Shen Zhao gritted his teeth, pondered the current situation, and stepped forward to bow deeply to Chen: "This king has eyes and no beads, offending the sect master. Please also ask the sect master to forgive Xiao Wang's clumsiness, the sect master's move is well deserved, and it proves that the sect master is indeed Chen Kuan Immortal Master. ”

In royal affairs, Chen Jian is unwilling to mix. He just said lightly: "Xiaodao has not asked about the world for a hundred years, and it is inevitable that the world will forget or do not believe, and those who do not know will not be guilty." Lord Shen, please go back. ”

Zhao Ru, the king of Shen, was granted amnesty, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to save Bao Zhao from the imperial city wall, and the group left in embarrassment.

Looking at their backs, Chen Jian sighed again.

"The predecessor's trick just now is very handsome, I don't know if it can be taught to me like a fetal breath trick?" Ruan Zun asked without losing any time.

"Huashan Thousand Shadow Sword, not for you. Chen Tuan just said a word, a little embarrassed, and walked quickly towards the imperial city.

The appearance of King Shen made Chen Jun's mood not very good, and he didn't say a word until the bedroom of His Majesty Emperor Zhezong.

With this incident and the leadership of Wen Yanbo, no one in Miyagi questioned Chen Jun's identity anymore. The twelve elders in the palace, protecting Emperor Zhezong, who was already dying, met them in the palace.

Some of the old worshippers are also hundreds of years old, and they have indeed seen Chen Luan. As soon as they met, they chatted with each other, and they all sighed that the years were golden, and the time was no more, and the past people were old.

An old worshipper who is the chief of the palace, Xiuwei Ruan Zun can't see it, anyway, it won't be much worse than Chen Tuan, his mouth is almost all gone, and his speech is still leaking, and after a few words, he asked the point: "Sect Master Chen, you said that there is a medicine that can cure His Majesty's illness, I don't know what kind of magic medicine it is?"

"The leaf of the dragon vine, the blood of the changing star. Chen Jian said eight words simply, and then with a movement of his index finger, there was suddenly an extra jade medicine cup on his finger. The medicine cup is pale cyan, and the mist on it is swirling, the breath is like an orchid, and its temperature is like ice.

"Bing Ze Zhan!" an old worshipper suddenly exclaimed.