Da Bong fights more people

Hearing this, the prince stepped back a few steps and looked at Wang Shoufu like a madman.

"Your Majesty is over fifty years old, with thick black hair, and the cultivation of Taoism is as pure as fire. And you, the prince, are twenty-six this year. If you wait any longer, you will turn your hair white. When will you wait?"

Wang Shoufu said calmly: "The crown prince has been in the East Palace for more than ten years, do you still have feelings? With His Majesty's current situation, he has achieved success in cultivating the Tao and prolonging his life. His Highness is in the East Palace, year after year. Is there any hope?

"I have been sitting in the East Palace for more than ten years, and if I sit for another ten years, will Your Highness still have a chance? Even if you become the throne in the future, how many years will you be able to be the Dragon Chair?

"What I say from the bottom of my heart may offend you, but it's all for the prince's sake. Please think twice, Your Highness."

The prince's expression was changing, his lips were murmured, his eyes were full of ecstasy, excitement, bewilderment, fear, timidity, and ruthless eyes, which were astonishingly complicated.

He seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards the Meridian Gate.

"Shut up for me!"

The prince yelled violently, interrupting the offensive of Xungui and the clan, and also relieved the imperial army.

Everyone looked over one after another, their eyes focused on the prince.

This step is wrong, maybe it will never be remembered again, the prince clenched his teeth even tighter, and said in a deep voice:

"You wait for Xiao to gather at the Meridian Gate. How decent is it? The emperor has ordered that no one should leave the palace."

Qin Yuandao hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, the handwriting is fake."

The prince's eyes sharpened: "You bastard, can't you recognize the father's handwriting? Can't Yuxi recognize it?"

Looking at the prince, the princes vaguely understood.

No one speaks anymore, tacit understanding.

Emperor Yuan Jing practiced Taoism for [-] years, how many people have silently longed for the new king to ascend the throne in their hearts?

In the capital, although the city gates are closed, the impact on most people who do not need to go out of the city is not great. Instead, the disturbance outside the gates of the imperial city this morning left people dumbfounded and deeply impressed.

Xu Yinluo threw people's heads across the imperial city, and entered the imperial city one by one.

As well as the words he yelled before, the phrase "every man is angry, blood splatters five steps, and the world is nothing", has already spread with mouths and mouths.

"Fun Lord, cut off a hundred thousand army food and grass, and framed loyal ministers together with treacherous ministers. If there is such a faint emperor, why worry about not dying?"

"This, this, is really too unbelievable. It's not that I can't trust Xu Yinluo. But, you need to know that Wei Yuan is the head of the gangster's yamen."

"What do you mean by that, Xu Yinluo is the kind of person who slanders the emperor for personal enmity?"

"That's right, since Xu Yinluo said that, it's definitely true."

Generally speaking, the people still trust Xu Qi'an. The court and Emperor Yuan Jing broke the hearts of the people in the capital in the case of the Chuzhou massacre.

But the emperor is the emperor after all, the king of a country, the status is lofty, and the whole Dafeng belongs to him. It is really unreasonable and unconvincing for the emperor to do such a thing of collusion with the enemy.

"There was no movement after that. We waited outside the city for a long time, only to see that the city gate was closed, but we didn't see Xu Yinluo again."

"After Xu Yinluo entered the city, there was no sound, so there will be no accidents."

"Just wait and see. Although I believe in Xu Yinluo, this matter is too big. Waiting for the follow-up, I still don't believe that His Majesty will do such a thing. He is the emperor."

In the market, in restaurants, brothels, wherever there are people, people are talking about this matter.

There are believers and there are unbelievers.

They are all watching, waiting for the truth.

Joan no longer had to be afraid of fighting Xu Qi'an, the frenzied wind accelerated his speed, the afterimage was still there, and the main body was behind Xu Qi'an.

The martial artist's premonition of the crisis made Xu Qi'an aware of the abnormality behind him in advance, but the soul roar of Emperor Zhende was faster than him.

More than a dozen magic weapons were completely damaged in the battle. He could only use this primitive method to launch a soul attack on this vulgar martial artist.

The martial artist suffered from the mental attack of the second-grade crossing robbery, and fell into a freeze for a short time.

The Wushuang fist belonging to King Zhenbei exploded and hit Xu Qi'an hard on the chest.

when!

Between heaven and earth, there was a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Xu Qi'an flew out backwards. During the process, he stretched out his palm, aimed at Emperor Zhende who was chasing him, and said in a deep voice:

"Killing is forbidden!"

invalid.

"Go back to the shore!"

invalid.

"Be merciful!"

invalid.

The precepts of Buddhism have no effect on Taoist second-rank masters.

Shenshu is just a broken arm, and there are very few Buddhist spells that he can perform except precepts, especially the Arhat Status, Buddhist Dharma, etc., he does not know all of them.

At least not this arm.

Ding Ding!

The two sword lights cut sparks out of Xu Qi'an's body abruptly, but they were not very powerful because they were heart swords.

The heart kills the soul.

But this time, the Heart Sword didn't work because Xu Qi'an clasped his hands together and sat cross-legged while flying backwards.

Sixth Grade of Buddhism: Zen Master!

When the bald donkeys of Buddhism take this pose, they are invulnerable.

Sitting meditation.

Joan of Arc approached like a ghost, holding down Xu Qi'an's head, pushing and retreating, the surrounding scenery turned into a phantom, and at a certain moment, Xu Qi'an bumped into a hard object with his back.

That's the city wall.

Joan pressed his head and pushed him back to the capital.

The entire city wall trembled, and patterns lit up on the wall, counteracting the force of this terrible impact.