At that time, Gou Xiong took Haozhuang and others to ride the Divine Eagle but came to the Southern Martial Arts Academy in less than half a day, when Haozhuang jumped and ran wildly in the mountains with his bags, but he still ran for nearly half a month before he came to the capital of Haoguo.

When he entered the city, he suddenly heard a lot of pedestrians talking: "Haotian is mediocre and incompetent, or the king of Haoming is wise, it is said that his strength has reached the realm of soul melting, I don't know how many times more clever than Haotian, and the eldest prince's current cultivation has also broken through to the peak of returning ancestors, and he is only one step away from soul melting, and he has awakened a trace of golden crow blood!"

"It's not, I also think that King Haoming is powerful! It's just, hey, it's just that he relied on force to imprison King Haotian in the palace, if it is the Son of Heaven of Great Shang or Nan Bohou to blame."

"Don't worry, the crown prince of Dashang has been crowned this year, and the crown prince has been officially determined. According to the law of commerce, the surrounding vassal states had to appoint an heir in the same year. Haotian's only heir is said to have only been a ninth-level forging body for ten years in the Southern Martial Academy, so what qualifications does he have to inherit the throne. I think that the Son of Heaven will not only not blame him for the affairs of King Haoming, but will reward him for it!"

"It's not so much that the reward is not, but it's true that one eye is turned a blind eye. ”

The people around him were talking, but Haozhuang's face instantly turned flushed. The throne of Hao was usurped by Wang Shu Haoming, and his father Wang Haotian was imprisoned. Haozhuang, who has been close to Haotian since he was a child, and often misses his father after being away from home for a long time, can endure it again, and when he rushes into the city angrily, like a crazy bull, the people around him dare not stop him.

Haozhuang went straight to the palace in his memory. The palace guards saw someone breaking into the palace. Immediately shocked. They looked majestic. In fact, they are just ordinary people in the body forging realm, although their strength is much stronger than that of people who have never cultivated, but the real face of powerful masters is a little inadequate.

Although Haozhuang is only a cultivator in the forging period, he has the power of ten thousand catties. He shouted violently: "I am Prince Haozhuang, who dares to stop me?" In his hand, he pulled out his sword with a 'clang', and with the power of blood and bravery, he scattered the more than ten guards who came to stop him.

He roared towards the palace, and the guards who came to stop him along the way were only in the awakening period at most. The martial soul they had just woken up did not have the strength to compete with Haozhuang's ten thousand catties, although Haozhuang, whose eyes were red, were forced to stop, but they were quickly killed and dispersed and broke out of the encirclement.

Just when Haozhuang forgot to die and killed in the palace. In the small pavilion on the top floor of the tallest restaurant 'Lutai' outside the palace, a young man in Confucian clothes asked a man wearing animal skins and carrying a longbow on his back, "Yi, what do you think of this person?"

The man in the animal skin drank a glass of water and wine into his stomach, and somehow, he snorted very dissatisfiedly, and said, "I don't know what I can do." ”

The young man in Confucian clothes on the side was a little puzzled. He asked, "Isn't this kind of courage that you believe in?

The man in the animal skin snorted coldly. Said: "Knowing that it will win, forgetting life and death and fighting is brave." I don't know how he won, but he fought with blood for a while, but he was a puffer. Meng, if you are brave enough to do this, I'm afraid I will have to have another debate with you. ”

Meng on the side smiled, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and respectfully toasted to Yi Yi, who was wearing animal skins. His eyes were staring at Haozhuang, who was wielding the sword in his hand as if he had entered a no-man's land, even if several guards at the peak of awakening spirit joined forces, they could not stop him.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Cai's eyes lit up, and he suddenly got up and respectfully saluted the fighting Haozhuang, and said: "Life is also what I want, righteousness is also what I want, and the two cannot be both, and those who sacrifice themselves to take righteousness are also." Meng, thank you for your advice. ”

After saying that, he sat back down and began to drink with the next day.

They are the people of the Lu State and the graduated disciples of the Great Zhou Confucianism, and both of them have a cultivation level of the Instrument Sect. I have also begun to study in all directions, precipitating my own life perceptions, hoping to comprehend my own way on the way to study and become holy in the future.

The next day he chose Yong without hesitation, so wherever there was a sound of soldiers, he would drive a carriage to take Meng to see.

And Meng's choice is benevolence, so wherever there is a voice of soldiers, he accompanies Yi to see, trying to see if he can have a chance to turn hostility into jade.

The two traveled all over the Great Zhou together, and in that place where etiquette and religion flourished, even the grievances between the princes were only resolved by asking for a judgment by the Son of Heaven, and there would be too many military affairs there.

So they came to the big Shang who established the country by force and the country had many soldiers, but they didn't expect to encounter such a rare thing as Haoming's usurpation soon after entering the big business.

They came to Haoguo under the novelty, but found that they didn't have as much insight as they imagined.

Haoming's almost bloodless usurpation did not cause the slightest dissatisfaction among the people, but made the people who submitted to the strong praised him. Meng's heart quietly gave birth to a trace of 'who is more expensive and who is light'.

Haozhuang very smoothly arrived at the gate of the palace, but was blocked by a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, he had a long and heroic face, Danfeng eyes, looked mighty and extraordinary, and held a wide sword in his hand, which was extraordinary at a glance.

The most important thing is that on his shoulder stood a golden bird with a scorching light, if it weren't for the fact that he only had two feet, Haozhuang would have regarded it as a three-legged golden crow.

"Haoyu, are you going to stop me from seeing my father?" Haozhuang's face was full of resentment, looking at the brother who stopped in front of him with a cold face, his face was flushed, and anger filled his heart, as if he was about to burn his blood.

Haoyu is the eldest son of Haoming, he has outstanding talent since he was a child, and before Haozhuang was born, Haotian had the idea of making him the son of the world and taking over his throne in the future. Therefore, he was very kind to him, and even took him to the palace and personally taught him the ten-day golden crow that the king of Haoguo could cultivate.

Even when he returned home and taught the Ten Days Golden Crow to his father, Haotian still didn't say anything and always doted on him. Even after Haozhuang was born, he was hesitant to give up on him, until Haozhuang showed extraordinary intelligence when he was three years old, Haozhuang secretly tested his bloodline, and then made up his mind to establish Haozhuang as the son.

Haozhuang has a good relationship with Haoyu, even if Uncle Wang usurped the throne, he took it for granted that Uncle Wang did it alone, and it had nothing to do with his once extremely beloved brother.

But he didn't want that when he killed outside the gate of the palace, the person who stopped him turned out to be his most beloved brother.

"You shouldn't have come back. Haoyu didn't say anything else, but said angrily to Haozhuang: "What qualifications do you have to come back, this waste, you can't even awaken the martial spirit, why should you inherit the throne." Uncle is partial, he is bent on making you the son of the world, and he also wants my father and son to protect Haoguo for generations and be your protector of the country, it's really laughing to death"

Haoyu's mood is very strange, completely different from the calm and calm Haoyu that Haozhuang met many years ago, but Haozhuang is full of concern about his father at this time, and he will care about other things. When even burst out: "Shut up." At the same time, he waved the sword in his hand and slashed towards Haoyu.

Just when his sword was about to die, Haoyu waved the sword in his hand very calmly, only to hear a 'bang', Haozhuang's body suddenly flew upside down, and the 'bang' knocked down the lamppost that stood in front of the gate of the palace for I don't know how many years.

"Waste, what a waste. You can't even take one-tenth of my strength, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of me. He kept taunting Haozhuang, as if he couldn't vent the anger in his heart if he didn't do this.

Haoyu's face was extremely hideous, and the appearance of Haozhuang made him lose the love of his uncle who loved him the most, and made him lose the opportunity to inherit Haoguo, and even, it was the one he grew up watching

Haozhuang spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, the tiger's mouth holding the sword in his hand had cracked, but he didn't seem to notice the slightest pain, his hair was messy, and his clothes were tattered and he attacked Haoyu.

There was a rampant smile on Haoyu's face from beginning to end, knocking Haozhuang to the ground with one sword after another, and then waiting for him to struggle to get up from the ground again and again.

The blood stained the stone platform in front of the palace, and the blood flowed down the stone steps towards Juanjuan, this Haozhuang, who was ten years old, already had the size of an ordinary child at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how much blood flowed in his stubborn body?

Every time he was knocked down, Haoyu cut a bloody hole on his body, and watching his blood surge out of the wound, a crazy smile appeared on his face.

Time passed quietly, and when the blood flowed down the stone steps to the center of the square and fused with the blood of the palace guards killed by Haozhuang, Haoyu was finally tired of playing such a game.

After a loud "bang", the sword in Haozhuang's hand came out of his hand, and his body, like a candle in the wind, was instantly knocked to the ground by an irresistible force.

He stepped forward and stepped towards Haozhuang's head, at this moment, he wanted to destroy all the dignity and pride of Haozhuang as the prince of Hao. (To be continued.) )