The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 233 Yuanjing's Last Card
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and everyone was attentively waiting for Jianzheng, the first-grade warlock, to arrive as the patron saint of Dafeng. When they heard the word Jianzheng, their hearts unexpectedly settled down inexplicably.

Facts in the past have proved that there is nothing that the supervisor cannot do in Dafeng. He is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Dafeng Dynasty, the last trump card of Dafeng, and the strongest backing behind the people of Dafeng.

Although Si Tianjian is aloof and never interferes in government affairs.

Although Emperor Yuan Jing had flaws of one kind or another, he was the emperor after all, and he was the fate of the Dafeng Dynasty. It can be said that one is prosperous and all are prosperous, and one is lost and all are lost.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Jing is in danger, and the supervisor must not turn a blind eye.

And once the supervisor arrives, it means that everyone present is also safe.

But there were also some people who frowned slightly and had solemn faces, including Wei Yuan, Chu Tianwu and others who were close to Chu Linyang.Because once the supervisor comes, it means that Chu Linyang will be in trouble. He is now on the opposite side of the whole Dafeng. If he wants to kill Yuanjing, he is digging the foundation of the country. If you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

"You're good at finding parents when you need something, but I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. The supervisor doesn't have time to pay attention to you, a traitorous emperor. What do you say, the first emperor Joan of Arc!"

The audience was stunned and dumbfounded.

Everyone in the hall heard every word Chu Linyang said clearly, but the meaning of each word made them feel very ridiculous.

The first emperor Joan of Arc had been dead for more than thirty years, and the bones might not still exist. How could he still be alive in this world? Moreover, it was Emperor Yuan Jing who they knew so well that they could no longer be familiar with him.

Most of the people thought that Chu Linyang had misunderstood the wrong person, only a few of them were in a trance, with flashing eyes and thoughtful thoughts.

On the dragon chair, the stunned look on Emperor Yuan Jing's face disappeared for a moment, and then he continued to shout in horror: "Come on, come and escort me."

A large number of forbidden troops rushed towards the Golden Luan Hall quickly, but for some reason, they all rushed outside the hall, and they couldn't get in even if they tried their best.

"Master Chu!"

Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen stood up at this time, first cast a glance at Emperor Yuan Jing who was sitting limply from the corner of the eye, and then asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask what happened to the first emperor Joan you just mentioned?!"

In his heart, this matter is thousands of times more important than convicting King Zhenbei. Even if the country is in danger at this moment, he must find out the truth.

All the ministers also turned their attention to Chu Linyang, wanting to hear his explanation.

"It's very simple. Yuan Jing is Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc is Yuan Jing. Oh, by the way, King Zhenbei is actually the former Emperor Joan of Arc. The three of them are actually one person!"

Chu Linyang's casual words dropped a huge rock in Zhugong's heart and caused great waves.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Haha, you have to make up a decent story. He's insulting us by saying that."

"Your Majesty is the first emperor, and the first emperor is your majesty. I laughed to death, I laughed to death."

The ministers in the hall were in a trance for a while, and then there was an uproar. Chu Linyang's words almost made them laugh out loud.

"So that's the case. No wonder Yuan Jing is so reassured by King Huai that he doesn't even mind giving him the Zhen Guo Sword."

Wei Yuan squinted his eyes, thinking to himself.

Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen took a deep breath and continued to ask, "What evidence do you have?"

Chu Linyang smiled faintly, and had no intention of answering.

In a feudal society like Dafeng, only the weak talk about evidence. Although some people often say that the strong take the freedom of the weak as their boundary, this naturally does not include the weak but not human like Emperor Yuan Jing.

"I can testify!"

A cool and pleasant voice came, and the people in the hall either turned their heads or looked sideways, and saw that outside the Jinluan Hall, the imperial guards were separated on both sides, and a figure in a plain white dress stepped over the high threshold, with the hem of the skirt dragging on the ground, and walked in.

Eldest Princess Huaiqing? !

"The Daoist leader can also testify!"

With a flash of sword light, she was wearing a Tai Chi robe and a lotus flower crown on her head. She had a beautiful appearance and an unmistakable temperament. A beautiful figure with a bright red cinnabar on the center of her brow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Yuheng, the head teacher of Renzong Dao? !

Inside the Golden Luan Hall, it suddenly became quiet and completely silent.

Afterwards, one after another, probing eyes fell on Emperor Yuan Jing, with doubts, surprises, and anger.
On the high platform, the panicked expression on Emperor Yuan Jing's face disappeared in an instant. His face was gloomy, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes swept around the people below with terrifying eyes, and finally stared at Chu Linyang below. :

"It turns out that you knew my identity a long time ago. No wonder King Zhenbei died unjustly every time he sabotaged my good deeds."

There was a strong hatred in the words.

"But do you really dare to kill the king? I am Yuan Jing now, and all the people in the world know that I have given you a title, but you want to kill me. You are not afraid that this matter will spread, and your reputation of Chu Linyang will be wiped out in one day. Huh! He will surely be left with a stigma in history!"

A gentleman can be deceived well!
He felt that people like Chu Linyang were righteous in what they said and did, and such an upright person might not be able to do anything to him for the sake of fame.

At this moment, if he doesn't want to die, he has to do everything possible. A few words are nothing. Even if he is groveling, he has to live. Only by living can he have a future. History is written by the victors.

"Leave a name in history?! It seems that you don't know anything about me. By the way, I killed the king of Zhenbei, and your Yangshen, plus you, I killed you three times by myself. It's really a crime. "

Chu Linyang raised his eyebrows and said with regret.

"Ahhh"

Emperor Yuan Jing was stunned for a moment, then let out a roar suddenly, his face was livid, his eyes were tearing apart, and his emotions were completely out of control.

For decades, he has devoted all his thoughts to finding ways to live longer, he is not good at women, he ignores the government, and he is afraid of being discovered under the eyes of the supervisor, but now, everything seems to be shattered.

It was like a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

Emperor Yuan Jing let out an angry roar, stirring above the main hall.

Seeing his gaffe like that, all the ministers couldn't help but sigh.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors, rebellious ministers and traitors, I will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

Joan of Arc's face was distorted, furious, and she muttered to herself, then suddenly raised her head: "Sword!"

boom!
Sangbo, the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen exploded in an instant, and the brass sword shot up into the sky, turning into a streamer and flying towards the palace.

This stream of light streaked across the sky, like the brightest star in the sky.

Dabong the most treasured town's national sword!
During the Battle of Shanhaiguan that year, Emperor Yuan Jing took out the Zhenguo Sword from the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen and handed it to King Zhenbei.

Finally, the final victory of the battle was achieved, and this story has been widely spread since then.

Chu Linyang didn't think much about it when he was in Chuzhou City, but now it seems that the sword has returned to the capital.

Inside the Jinluan Hall, Huaiqing's face suddenly changed, "Oh no, Zhen Guojian!"

"Zhen, Zhen Guojian"

All the ministers in the hall were in shock and looked at each other with flickering eyes.

Liu Guang swept across half of the capital from Sangbo, and fell into the hands of Emperor Yuan Jing with a roar.

Emperor Yuan Jing held the brass sword, and instantly became majestic. With a smile on his face, he shouted again: "The spirit of the dragon veins!"

"hold head high"

Amid a deafening dragon chant, a golden dragon broke through the roof of the Jingyang Hall of Yuanjing's bedroom and soared above the sky, with a vigorous body and powerful claws, as if galloping in the clouds and waves, looking down on the world.

This golden dragon held a bead in its mouth, and an eyeball was hidden in the bead, which was as deep as a whirlpool.

On the roof of the Star Observation Tower, the moment the spirit of the dragon veins appeared, Jianzheng's eyes, as calm as an ancient well, burst into a dazzling light.

The spirit of the dragon vein left the ground, soared in the sky for a while, and then came in the clouds and fog, and was stepped on by Emperor Yuan Jing.

Emperor Yuan Jing stepped on the dragon's head and looked down at the sentient beings below from the high altitude of the main hall.

"Damn it, if I can break through to the first rank, even the supervisor will not be my opponent."

Stepping on the spirit of the dragon veins, adding luck to his body, and being accompanied by the power of a witch god, he suddenly felt that he was omnipotent, and an unprecedented sense of self-confidence surged in his heart.

It trembled instantly.

His contemptuous eyes swept across the audience, and he said leisurely:
"Chu Linyang, as long as you bow your head, are willing to change your mind, and kowtow to me to confess your guilt, I will not kill you and give you a chance to reform."

Emperor Yuan Jing smiled evilly in his heart, Chu Linyang, when you plead guilty, I will plant the murderer who slaughtered Chuzhou City on you, so that you will never stand up again.

Chu Linyang shook his head slightly, his body slowly flew up into the air to be level with Emperor Yuan Jing, with a little pity in his eyes, he said:
"Yuan Jing, you want to be the emperor of the ages, aloof, but you don't know that you are just a pawn of others!"

Emperor Yuan Jing was stunned for a moment, and his face became extremely ugly. He opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembled slightly, and murmured: "Impossible! This is impossible!"

These words, like the sharpest weapon, pierced into his heart fiercely.

Emperor Yuan Jing broke the defense again, and after this wave of blows, he even felt that he was going crazy.

"I am going to kill you!"

With a ferocious face, Emperor Yuan Jing rushed towards Chu Linyang, swiping his sword and slashing angrily.

The sword was drawn swiftly, pulling thousands of vitality from the heavens and the earth, with great force and boundless rage, and in the next moment, a hundred-foot golden sword energy whizzed out, piercing the entire Golden Luan Hall.

At the same time, in the transparent bead in the mouth of the dragon vein spirit, a black light flashed from the eyeball of the witch god, and it shone silently three inches in front of Chu Linyang's Yintang.

"Ah, danger! There is going to be a fight!"

There were many exclamations from below.

Some ministers looked even more horrified, trying to escape from the hall. They are all pampered people, how can they withstand the aftermath of a battle.

But even so, in the face of this blow like a toppled sky, even just seeing it still makes people feel suffocated, and some elderly and weak people are even limp on the ground, with despair on their faces.

"Hmph! A trace of super power, but mediocre!"

In mid-air, Chu Linyang carried his hands on his back, showing disdain on his face, snorted coldly, raised his palm slightly, his crystal-clear jade-like fingers had a clear luster, and struck the air with his palm.

Boom!

The resplendent and clear palm print, simple and natural, seemed to be indestructible, crushing the black light in a short time, and then slammed into the Baizhang golden sword energy.

boom!
The void shook, and a torrent of dazzling light rain flooded the entire hall.

The Baizhang Sword Qi shattered and exploded.

The power of the palm print remained undiminished, and it rushed towards Emperor Yuan Jing like a wave. Seeing that the situation was not right, the spirit of the dragon vein roared out and blocked in front of Emperor Yuan Jing.

"Aiding the tyrant to abuse, death is not a pity! But for the sake of the prison, I will spare your life."

Chu Linyang said indifferently, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and amidst a painful roar, the spirit of the dragon veins trembled suddenly, as if hit by a meteorite, like a kite with a broken string, it flew upside down hundreds of feet in an instant. Dim, gradually sinking into the ground and disappearing.

Only one transparent bead remained, rolling on the ground.

In mid-air, although Emperor Yuan Jing didn't receive the frontal bombardment, he couldn't withstand the aftermath that could cause ripples in the void. His figure was shaken and flew upside down, and the Zhen Guojian was also thrown out of his hand, and he fell to the ground.

With just one blow, Emperor Yuan Jing's arrogance was brought to an end.

Below, the ministers who survived the catastrophe looked around blankly, as if in a dream. They only saw Emperor Yuan Jing's passionate cry, and then he seemed to become a fairy immediately.Then Chu Linyang flew into the air, and the next moment there were loud noises, and Emperor Yuan Jing fell to the ground like a pillar of heaven.

Didn't even give them time to react.

"ended?!"

"My lord, why are you so careless?!"

"It's just a joke!"

On the floor of the main hall, Emperor Yuan Jing was dressed in ragged clothes, in a state of embarrassment, bleeding from his lips, knelt on one knee, bowed his head and remained motionless.

There is no majesty and bearing that overlooks the court and everything in the world is under control.

Suddenly, Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted angrily: "I want you to be buried with me!"

As he said, he used his ability to drive the magic weapon with his seventh-grade food qi, and sucked the transparent beads from the crushed stone.

The next moment, a crack appeared on his arm, and the bright red blood dripped down like rain, overturning the whole bead. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, accompanied by Emperor Yuan Jing's Hong Liang chanting like a sacrifice, the dragon vein that disappeared just now The spirit emerged instantly, and was swallowed whole by the beads amidst a painful roar.

"Hahahahaha, none of you can escape today, you are all going to die. The greatest witch god, come!"

In Yuan Jingdi's crazy laugh.

The transparent beads floated up in an instant, broke through the main hall, and came to the sky above the capital, shining brightly.

The vitality of heaven and earth above the capital city, as if being pulled, could be seen with the naked eye, rumbling and sweeping from all directions, rushing towards the beads almost crazily.

Then above the sky, a black cloud like splashed ink suddenly condensed. The black clouds rolled over and over again, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a huge face that was so blurred that it could hardly be seen came out from the clouds.

Avatar of the Witch God!come! ——
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PS: The next chapter will kill Yuan Jing.

(End of this chapter)