The night was getting dark, and many people were still awake inside and outside the palace. Grand Tutor, Changsun, Qing Ling, and First Prince all looked in the direction of Zhiming Marquisate, with a touch of worry in their eyes.
An uneasy atmosphere spread inside and outside the palace, and no one knew what would happen tonight.
Zhiming Marquisate, the four large red characters are engraved on the hanging plaque in front of the Hou Mansion. Under the moonlight, they exude dazzling blood red.
Ning Chen was sitting in the room in the mansion, his eyebrows were light and sad, but he still hadn't thought about what exactly Xia Emperor was planning.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the lights in the mansion were gradually extinguished. Suddenly, there were slight footsteps outside the door, a little urgent, as if they were about to do something.
Ning Chen walked forward, opened the door, and saw a girl dressed as a maid holding a candle and hurried to the east, and she couldn't help but frown.
It's already so late, where are we going?
Little Mingyue was still in the house, and Ning Chen didn't dare to leave. After closing the door, he thought about it and didn't take it to heart.
There was no real energy fluctuation in this maid's body, so she posed no threat to him.
Not everyone can hide their martial arts cultivation like Fan Lingyue. It is enough to have one Fan Lingyue in the world, and there will be no second one.
Little Mingyue was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. After a while, he sat up and said aggrievedly, "The candlelight is too bright, I can't sleep."
Ning Chen was startled. He was so busy thinking about things that he forgot about it.
Ning Chen stood up to blow out the candlelight. At this moment, his body trembled suddenly and his expression changed drastically.
"Candlelight, terrible!"
He was too careless. The moonlight was so bright outside. Why did the maid need to hold a candle? Isn't it unnecessary?
He is too familiar with things in this world that require the use of fire!
After a moment's thought, Ning Chen's figure flashed, he picked up Little Mingyue and rushed out of the house without saying a word.
However, he was still half a step slower.
The next moment, a shocking explosion sounded, like a thunder falling from the sky, exploding loudly, instantly waking up the entire imperial city.
The faces of Qing Ling and Grand Tutor, who had been paying attention to this place, suddenly changed. How is this possible!
In front of the Heavenly Edict Hall, Xia Emperor looked at the sudden explosion of flames in the imperial city and laughed crazily.
"Old dog Pei, how do you feel about this gift?"
Xia Emperor laughed wildly, laughing crazily. Although the useless things Heavenly Craftsmanship Workshop couldn't find the formula, they still found a way to explode. It didn't matter if the power was insufficient. He had both manpower and money. He had already ordered the whole Zhiming Marquisate to be buried with medicinal stones. This was the moment he was waiting for.
"Uh"
In the light of the fire, Ning Chen was carrying Little Mingyue and was rushed ten feet away by the aftermath. As soon as he landed on the ground, he suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Xia Rui, you old man!" Seeing that the mansion behind him and hundreds of servants were instantly destroyed in the flames, Ning Chen's eyes flashed with anger and he shouted angrily in the direction of the palace.
At the same time, outside the firelight, three powerful auras appeared. Each of them was in the late ninth stage or peak ninth stage. The people who came were none other than the three commanders of Dark Dragon Guard.
In front of the Heavenly Edict Hall, Xia Emperor's laughter gradually stopped and he said lightly, "Old dog Pei, go over and take a look. If they don't live up to their expectations, you can do it yourself."
"Yes"
Eunuch Pei saluted respectfully, and immediately turned into a stream of light and swept towards the sea of fire in the imperial city.
Taishi Duke's Estate, Grand Tutor moved their feet, and were about to make a move, but were blocked by Duke Xiyu.
"Duke Xiyu, you!" Grand Tutor shouted with a slightly angry expression.
"Xia Emperor has an order to keep you here. My friend, I'm sorry." Duke Xiyu gathered the feather fan in his hand and broke it with a palm, forcing him towards Grand Tutor.
Grand Tutor had to gather his strength to deal with it. The awe-inspiring aura of Confucianism and the unique skills of Grand Eunuch made it difficult to tell the winner for a while.
Next to him, Duke Jingwu also came and sighed softly, no one could help.
In front of the Weiyang Palace, Imperial Guards quickly surrounded him, and several Imperial Guards leaders stood guard at the door, blocking Qing Ling's progress.
Changsun's face was extremely ugly, and anger was rising in his heart. Xia Emperor could it be that he was crazy!
Zhiming Marquisate, before the raging fire, Ning Chen carried Little Mingyue on his back, then with a stabbing sound, he tore open his clothes and tied the little girl around his body.
Today, no matter life or death, Little Mingyue cannot leave him even half a step.
"Are you afraid?" Ning Chen turned around and asked softly.
"Not afraid" Mingyue shook his head and replied.
"Okay, then let's fight out together today."
Ning Chen pulled out the Ink Sword behind him, carried it with his right hand, and immediately walked forward step by step.
Three Dark Dragon Guard commanders gathered around, with cold expressions and undisguised murderous intent in their eyes.
Having been injured in the previous explosion, Ning Chen knew that dragging the fight would be detrimental to him, so Mo Sword One took action and took action first.
The sword light flashed across and headed towards one of the Dark Dragon Guard commanders.
Eighth-Rank Peak versus late ninth level, a battle across a realm, with one against three, the outcome is almost unnecessary to think about.
With a bang, the swords and halberds collided, causing dust to fill the sky. Under their feet, the stone slabs cracked and the loess covered their surroundings.
A move that was slightly off the mark, but changed again due to the arrival of swords and swords from behind. Ning Chen swept his body and moved three feet away, barely able to avoid the power of the combined swords.
The three Dark Dragon Guard commanders surrounded them again, their auras becoming more and more majestic. One was at the peak of ninth grade, and two were at the late stage of ninth grade. Their strength was undeniable. Ning Chen looked solemn. Even in his heyday, he could only deal with one strong man at this level. Now that he was seriously injured, he had almost no chance of winning.
However, after one move, he basically tested the strength of the three of them. The person holding the halberd was undoubtedly at the peak of the ninth grade, while the other two were slightly worse and were at the late ninth grade.
There is still bullshit to fight in such a battle. In order to kill that old man Xia Rui, I am afraid that he has sent out all three of Dark Dragon Guard's strongest people.
Ning Chen understands that we can't fall in love with fighting. Now, the most important thing is to break out of the siege.
Thinking of this, Ink Sword was sheathed in Ning Chen's hand. With a flip of his palm, Po Shang Bow flew out. He bent his bow like the moon and fired three arrows in a row, all of which were shot at Commander Dark Dragon Guard who was holding a halberd.
Three arrows chased the stars and the moon, each one more brilliant than the last, and each one more terrifying than the last. Commander Dark Dragon Guard looked solemn and did not dare to be careless. He raised his halberd and slashed the sky with one halberd.
There was a shocking explosion, and even a commander as powerful as Dark Dragon Guard could not bear the horrific aftermath and took ten steps back.
At this moment, Ink Sword Ningshuang had arrived in front of another commander holding a sword.
Jinghong's sword changed in countless ways, and it was so fast that it was unbelievable.
Dark Dragon Guard The second commander's complexion changed, and he blocked the move with his horizontal sword. However, the move was unstoppable. The sword penetrated his body and he retreated several steps.
"Uh"
Blood sprayed from the pierced shoulder. The second commander Dark Dragon Guard endured the severe pain and turned his palm to Ning Chen's chest.
At the same time, Dark Dragon Guard's third commander's sword light also came in front of him.
Ning Chen received a hard palm, took three steps back, and pulled out Ink Sword. Immediately, he flipped his left palm, and a dark yellow light burst out. Thick Earth Qi exploded. Dark Dragon Guard The three commanders were suddenly unstable, and their moves showed flaws.
"World Waves Flow East"
The moment he changed his moves, blue waves surged all over Ning Chen, and a palm print was directed towards the third commander Dark Dragon Guard.
With a bang, the third commander returned his sword to resist, and retreated several feet, but was not seriously injured.
Ning Chen changed his moves in a hurry and lacked energy condensation, so he did not pose much of a threat.
However, this is enough.
There was finally only one commander left in front of him, Ning Chen Sword One moved, and used the final move, the violent waves roared out from the nine heavens, and immediately cut the stormy waves with a sword, and the sword opened the raging sea and the sky.
"One Imperial Roaring Waves Split Ten Thousand Miles"
World-shaking power roared out, and the third cyclone in Ning Chen's body dried up instantly, completely falling into deathly silence.
Dark Dragon Guard The second commander flew out with a bang, blood sprayed out, staining the sky for half the sky.
Ning Chen As soon as his feet move, he will take advantage of this to break out of the siege.
However, at this moment, a withered hand appeared in the distance, approaching quickly, blocking the way in the blink of an eye.
Ning Chen retreated suddenly and found itself in trouble again.
This old eunuch is actually here too. How about Grand Tutor? Why didn't he come as promised?
Ning Chen's heart sank. This battle would probably be a disaster. He was far from being able to fight Xiantian.
Eunuch Pei said nothing, his figure flashed and he took action again.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and he was about to increase his energy. Suddenly, he felt a sense of weakness, and his body suddenly staggered.
Imperial Palace, Heavenly Edict Hall, Xia Emperor stood quietly in front of the palace, looking at the scenery in the light of the fire, smiling proudly, a little bit crazy.
However, a scene that no one expected happened. From Xia Emperor's chest, a Dao Sword light came out from Dao Sword's body, quietly and without warning.
Xia Emperor turned his head with difficulty, the shock in his eyes hard to conceal, "Western Palace, it's you!"
"Your Majesty, you are careless!"
Consort Wan, or should be called Qing Wuhen said softly. As he spoke, the long sword in his hand advanced another three inches, bringing out a large amount of blood.
"I didn't expect it was really you!" Before he finished speaking, Xia Emperor coughed violently, and blood overflowed from his mouth. He was careless. He had doubted Western Palace, and even thought that Wan Yunshang was the mastermind behind Great Xia's civil strife. However, after Prince Yue was executed, he had temporarily suppressed this idea.
Unexpectedly, it was the people around him who betrayed him in the end.
"Have you ever practiced martial arts?" Xia Emperor coughed up blood and asked.
"It's already useless, otherwise how could I come to you." A sigh flashed across Qing Wuhen's beautiful face. She has been waiting for this day for nearly ten years.
"Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous."
With two ridiculous sounds, Xia Emperor suddenly turned around and put a palm print on Qing Wuhen's heart. However, with a bang and blood spraying out, the most beautiful woman in the world flew out like catkins in the rain.
The shocking last look, as the scattered black hair gradually faded away, the heart attack was calculated, and in the end, who had opened their hearts to each other.
Xia Emperor didn't even look at the Western Palace. He stumbled and coughed up blood with each step, dragging his dying body slowly but persistently towards the dragon chair on the Heavenly Edict Hall.
The high stairs, which used to be majestic, have become difficult today. Xia Emperor covered his bleeding heart and had to rest for a moment every time he took a step.
After a long time, the persistent figure finally sat on the dragon throne.
The next moment, the sound of crazy laughter echoed throughout the Heavenly Edict Hall for a long time.
He is Xia Emperor, the king of Great Xia who can never be wrong!