Xia Emperor was poisoned and in danger, but the news finally spread. In the palace, there were too many informants from various forces, and it was impossible to block such a big movement.
All forces were shocked. Even Zong Qianqiu of Eternal Night Divine Cult was obviously startled when he received the report. He obviously didn't know why such a change occurred.
Everyone speculates that Eternal Night Divine Cult is responsible for this incident, because if Xia Emperor dies, the biggest beneficiary will be Eternal Night Divine Cult.
In less than four years, the great Xia Emperor was in crisis again. Xia Mingri's life and death depended on a matter of seconds. However, the only Imperial Prince, who had just turned three years old, could not ascend the throne and take charge.
Great Xia fell into panic. At this moment, in front of the ministers and the two ministers, Minister of Ceremonies stood up and proposed that Prince Haowu be asked to come out to temporarily manage the government.
As soon as the proposal came out, the Confucian officials in the court immediately agreed, saying that this was the best way.
In Zhengguang Hall, Xia Mingri, who had been in a coma for a day, suddenly woke up. His eyes were brighter than ever before, and his will became clear again.
The image of returning light was so clear that the several imperial doctors who had been waiting for him felt a thump in their hearts.
"The proposed edict" Xia Mingri said.
"Yes." Several imperial doctors knelt down and buried their heads deeply.
After hearing that His Majesty had woken up, all the ministers immediately gathered in the Zhengguang Hall to wait for the summons.
However, he did not receive the emperor's summons, but only an edict conveying the throne.
Deep in the palace, the important weapons of the country were rising and falling. Outside the majestic purple air, Xia Mingri walked step by step. Black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, dyeing Dragon Robe.
At the end of the emperor's life, the state's instruments mourned and sobbed, as if they were bidding farewell to the person in front of them.
In the purple air, the stone door is still closed, and those who enter have experienced the pain of life and death and do not know what is going on outside the door.
"Emperors, you will try your best tomorrow, really try your best."
In front of the important weapon of Zhenguo, Xia Mingri knelt down, his eyes slowly closed, and tears fell silently. He was helpless and unwilling.
Changsun, Grand Tutor, and Duke Jingwu walked quickly, looking at the figure kneeling in the purple air, their hearts ached.
"Mother, do you think I am a wise king?" Xia Mingri said with a hint of fatigue in his voice.
"Of course your Majesty is a wise king, just like the ancestors of all generations, he deserves to be a wise king," Changsun replied, holding back the tears in his eyes.
"That day, Marquis of Knowing Fate asked me to be a good emperor, and I worked hard to do it, and I didn't break my promise."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Mingri covered his mouth and coughed violently. Black blood continued to overflow and drip onto the ground.
"Brother, this throne was originally yours. Now, the tenth brother has given it back to you."
The last words echoed between heaven and earth. Behind the stone gate, the connection of blood caused Xia Ziyi, who was still experiencing the suffering of life and death, to react. He suddenly opened his eyes, his mind was shaken, and his body turned back on him. His long black and white hair danced, reappearing the signs of being possessed.
There was a roaring vibration, and Grand Tutor and Duke Jingwu's expressions changed at the same time, and they stopped and said, "No"
However, it was already too late. The huge stone door slowly opened, and Xia Ziyi, dressed in black royal robes, forced his way out. Endless gray aura surged out. He was about to come out, but was forced back by Great Xia's majestic luck.
The next moment, a shocking scene appeared. The blocked gray aura was attracted by the demonic omen displayed on Xia Ziyi. It suddenly seemed that it had found an outlet and poured into his body crazily.
Half of the dancing long hair was immediately dyed white, but Xia Ziyi seemed unaware. Looking at the figure kneeling in front, his heart hurt like a knife.
"Tomorrow"
The heart-wrenching call could no longer be heard by those kneeling on the ground. The emperor's life had come to an end and he had no regrets in this life.
"Uh" Xia Ziyi felt a sharp pain in his heart and stepped forward to pick up Xia Mingri, then walked out step by step.
In Eternal Night Divine Cult, Abyss of Darkness, a sarcophagus shook. Soon after, Zong Qianqiu, Xuan Zhi and others flew out and rushed directly towards Featherfall Valley.
At the same time, Martial Lord also set out. Marquis Kaixuan, who was a hundred miles away, immediately sensed this and stepped forward to stop him.
"Marquis Kaixuan, your opponent is me."
A powerful figure appeared in front of Marquis Kaixuan and said calmly.
"Eternal Night First Divine General"
Seeing the armor on the person in front of him, Marquis Kaixuan's expression immediately darkened. Unexpectedly, he was still alive.
"Marquis Kaixuan, don't lose to others."
Martial Lord laughed, and immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Featherfall Valley.
Tiancang Academy, Headmaster walked out in one step, and soon they were hundreds of miles away.
Martial Lord and Headmaster Tiancang faced each other for the first time, and a terrible battle began. Same as Three Calamities Realm, the peerless strongman, once he took action, it was a terrifying scene of earth-shattering and landslides.
Headmaster is very strong, but Martial Lord is even stronger. With Desolate Halberd in hand, there is no enemy in the world.
Headmaster once said that no one in the world can stop Martial Lord, not even him. Therefore, Headmaster does not seek to win, but only seeks to leave a chance of victory for those who come after him.
The aftermath of the war destroyed everything around them. Neither of them held back, and their murderous intentions were revealed.
The increasingly fierce battle left both of them covered in red, and the blood was shining brightly when their moves collided.
"Headmaster Tiancang, you impressed Martial Lord."
Seeing the time passing by, Martial Lord didn't want to delay any longer, raised his halberd to the sky, and brought his true energy to the extreme. The boundless evil power spread, completely eliminating the boundary of death within a ten-mile radius.
"Three Forms of Imperial Heaven, Heavenly Desolation God-Slaying"
The reappearance of the supreme skill was even more powerful than before. Headmaster's expression condensed, he turned his palms to raise his energy, and the majestic energy around his body rolled up, soaring into the sky.
The auras of good and evil collided, and the two of them stepped back at the same time, with redness at the corners of their mouths. In the dust and sand in the sky, a terrifying wound appeared on Headmaster's right chest, and the evil aura passed through his body, bringing out a waterfall of blood.
With one ultimate move, evil finally overwhelmed good. After one move, Headmaster Tiancang was seriously injured and defeated.
"It's over"
Martial Lord swung his halberd and slashed down, which was about to end this battle.
At the critical moment, two dazzling rays of light came from the distant sky, and the swords roared together, turning into a life-threatening edge and rushing towards Martial Lord.
"Huh?"
Martial Lord The rotating halberd met the flying sword, with a loud bang, and took half a step back.
"Is it you?"
The plain white figure that caught his eye was so familiar. Martial Lord looked cold. He didn't expect to meet him again so soon.
"You're late. If you join forces with him, you might still have a chance. Now, even this last chance is gone," Martial Lord said coldly.
"Maybe, but whether there is a chance or not, we won't know until we fight."
Ning Chen stepped forward to help Headmaster, took one step forward, and moved out of the battlefield.
"Headmaster, leave the rest to us."
After saying that, Ning Chen's figure flashed and returned to the battlefield again. Seeing Martial Lord in front of him, he took the sword and said, "Please"
"Then let me see where your confidence comes from." Martial Lord waved his halberd to challenge, with fierce power, splitting the sky and breaking the mountains.
Ning Chen stepped back, his figure instantly transformed, the water light flashed, and his figure was illusory.
Behind Martial Lord, Great Yin Azure Sparrow Sword trembled, lifting it lightly as if it were heavy, and slashed down suddenly with a sword that broke the sky.
The sky is approaching, with a loud bang and wild sand flying.
"You have a good foundation, but you are still too young."
Martial Lord's halberd whirled in his hand, and his power surged out, immediately repelling the person in front of him.
Ning Chen stabilized his body, suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body, and narrowed his eyes. Martial Lord was indeed still Martial Lord. Even after a big battle, his strength was still unquestionable.
"Scroll of Earth"
Ning Chen swung his sword into the ground. Suddenly, the earth trembled, and Sword Intent surged out from the ground, endless, turning into a sword light that soared to the sky, with shocking power.
"Heavenly Tome?"
Martial Lord With a cold snort, the halberd flew in all directions, with a sudden shock, all the swords shattered into pieces and dissipated invisible.
Seeing that his opponent was unstoppable, Ning Chen stepped on Waterlight Shadow Body again, and Nianqing Blade with his left hand took off in the wind, as light as a leaf in the wind and as fast as a flying giant's flash.
The sound of swords and halberds clashing can be heard endlessly. The swords turn like willows and go away when touched, never stopping for a moment.
The battle between speed and strength, martial arts, is so brilliant. The light of halberds and swords continue to flash out, sharp and beautiful, which makes people fascinated.
"Scroll of Heaven"
The sword was as fast as riding the wind, and suddenly the sword turned, and the blue brilliance flourished, and the force was like splitting the sky and the earth, and suddenly slashed down.
"Boom"
With a shocking loud noise, Martial Lord's feet sank three inches into the ground, and cracks appeared and spread vertically and horizontally.
"Happy"
Martial Lord laughed loudly, turned his palm Condensing Essence, and shot out with a bang.
Ning Chen stepped back, and frost formed on the sword at the same time. He slashed out with the sword, Frost Bloom surged wildly.
With a bang, the force of the palm shook Frost Bloom Sword Intent. When it was blocked by the light of the sword again, it froze for a brief moment. Su Yi moved away to avoid this powerful palm.
"I didn't expect you to be so capable, what a pity," Martial Lord said with a flash of regret on his face.
"It's a pity. As long as Martial Lord is willing to continue to concede a few points, even if the fight lasts until dark, this junior will accompany me." Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.
"Heh"
Martial Lord smiled indifferently, and the breath in his body surged out, with such strong pressure that the space around him screamed continuously.
Ning Chen's expression condensed and his swords roared. He knew that the real battle had just begun.
"Sword Snow Three Thousand Miles"
Seeing Martial Lord become serious, Ning Chen did not dare to be careless. Frost was on the sword, and the figure moved. With one sword, the sky was opened, and snow drifted three thousand miles away.
"Keng"
The swords and halberds clashed, Martial Lord did not move, Ning Chen held the sharp knife in his left hand backwards, white light shone, and slashed out with an uproar.
"If I were not in a hurry, I would really like to see how far your martial arts can go. Now, stand down."
In the sudden change of tone, the evil spirit exploded, Demonic Might was shocking, and Plain-clothed Figure was immediately blown away in front of his eyes, and blood was spilled.
Ten feet away, Ning Chen landed on the ground and took several steps back. His eyes were extremely heavy. Is this the true strength of Martial Lord? He is really too strong to be human.
At this moment, a ray of light flashed in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, it fell on the battlefield.
"Am I late?" Mu Chengxue glanced at the blood-stained Ning Chen on his chest and asked softly.
"It's okay, but if it's a little later, you can really collect the body for me." Ning Chen joked with a very solemn expression.
"Your sword"
Mu Chengxue ignored this joke which was not funny at all. He waved his slender hand and threw the sword that was green in color and said calmly.
Ning Chen took the sword, and immediately, blood-colored veins spread out from the sword. Amid the waves of blood mist, a powerful and abnormal aura quickly revived and returned to the world.
"Martial Lord, the battle just now does not count, from now on, start again"<