"Roar!"

Zi Shou didn't even look at the three fire dragons, but the crimson leather armor he was wearing actually roared so loudly that the hands holding the flag became weak.

The fire dragon collided with Zi Shou and turned into nothingness in an instant. The battle armor was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns!

Then he led four hundred of the Shang King's guards, slashed a hole in the rebel formation, and headed towards Zi Qi in the center to kill him.

Zi Qi, however, was not panicked at this moment. He looked down at the Emperor Wa Sword in his hand, which was emitting colorful light.

Looking at the Shang King's guards who were all fighting bravely and vying for the first place, I thought of what Zi Shou said before: "Everyone who is a king should be upright and bright."

If he can do it, can’t I?

"Qiang!"

Ziqi held a long sword and came towards King Shang. Emperor Wa danced with his sword and the seven phoenixes roared loudly!

"hold head high!"

Zi Shou also held the Human Emperor Sword, and struck through the air with his sword. He swung the Xuanyuan Sword, and nine dragons shone into the sky!

Although Ziqi said that he was a noble man and did not bother to go to the battlefield, he never stopped honing his sword skills. He always believed that the sword was the weapon of the king, and he should hold the sword for the king.

Suddenly Ziqi's bones exploded!

His whole body's mental state suddenly changed, and his body seemed to be like a bent sword that bounced straight in an instant, making a buzzing sound like gold and iron.

Zi Qi's movement was like a banished immortal descending into the world, floating in the air! Everyone in the audience felt that his figure and eyes were gradually becoming more elegant. For more than ten rounds in a row, the Xuanyuan Sword that King Shang slashed unexpectedly failed to accomplish anything.

They were either carried away or avoided.

But immediately after, King Shang's whole body momentum suddenly changed, his murderous aura became terrifying, veins burst out in his already thick arms, and he swung his sword fiercely.

The golden sword light cut through the void, confusing the world. The irresistible sword intent made everyone around them unable to stand up straight. Many rebels even knelt down and allowed themselves to be slaughtered.

"Okay, good time!"

Zi Qi shouted loudly, knowing that the sword was inevitable. The seven-colored divine light on the Emperor Wa's sword suddenly surged to the extreme, so bright that Zi Shou could hardly open his eyes.

Then Zi Qi raised his sword to meet it, and unexpectedly caught the unstoppable blow. Although he was vomiting blood and his arms were a little weak, he finally caught it.

Then the King of Shang held his sword and cut again, but Zi Qi's steps became more and more graceful. No matter how strong he was or how tricky the angle was, it was like cutting on cotton, with no focus at all.

The two of them fought for too long, and the originally dark night sky slowly began to see the light of dawn. The Shang King's guards were also panting, and it was obvious that they were exhausted.

The rebels who had been defeated long ago came around again. Zishou and the guards were attacked from both sides. It was too difficult to capture Wei Ziqi in a short time. The guards fell one after another. It was obviously a dead end.

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Ziqi danced his sword and said, "Third brother, you are destined to lose. Surrender now and I will ensure that the guards behind you are safe and sound."

Zi Shou laughed loudly: "The king of the moon is among the stars, just like the solitary king among the human race. How can the human race be destroyed? If the human race is not destroyed, the solitary king will not be destroyed!"

"As long as the human race is not destroyed, the king will not be destroyed!" After hearing this, the Shang King's guards, whose morale had begun to decline, once again ignited their fighting spirit and shouted in unison.

Just when Zi Shou was about to forcefully use his true energy to force Zi Qi back to make further calculations, the sound of people's footsteps and horse's hooves suddenly sounded, and countless soldiers and horses rushed out from all directions.

"The rebels actually have support?" a Shang King's guard asked.

"It doesn't matter how many people there are. Your Majesty's body is not afraid of death. How can we be afraid?"

"I'm afraid of death!" The Shang King's guards, whose morale was constantly rising, actually dragged their exhausted bodies to kill the encircling rebels again.

At this time, the three cavalrymen rode out, and three loud shouts reached everyone's ears.

"Your Majesty, Jizhou Suhu, came late to rescue you. Please forgive me!"

"Your Majesty, Lu Boyan, came too late to save you..."

"Your Majesty, Lord Hu, came late to rescue you..."

Zi Qi looked at the steady stream of reinforcements and his heart sank. His third brother might have known that he would rebel. Otherwise, how could the reinforcements be so timely?

And the reason why I never took action before, never killed anyone, and even followed my own plan every step of the way... was just to give me a chance.

At this moment, an old voice shattered his last hope: "The guilty minister Bigan, the rescue is too late..."

"Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahaha."

Seeing his Uncle Wang, the last reinforcements he had arranged for actually turned against him. No wonder it took them so long to find out. Zi Qi couldn't help but laugh to the sky. He didn't know what he was laughing at, whether he was laughing at his own stupidity or at Zi Shou.

of kindness.

No, he gritted his teeth. He had not lost yet. Even if there were reinforcements, his army would still have the upper hand. As long as he killed Zi Shou and cooperated with Chong Heihu to enter the city, he could still make a comeback!

"Those who kill the fainting king will receive a reward of ten thousand taels, a fiefdom of their own choice, and be crowned the best among the princes!"

He roared with a hoarse voice, and then he swung the Wahuang Sword and stabbed Zishou. He changed his previous attitude of only defending but not attacking, and completely lost his elegant and ecstatic posture, as if he was trapped in a dead end.

Like a wild beast, every move is a life-for-life swordsmanship.

Kill Zishou, this is his last chance!

I, Zi Qi, am the real King of Shang, there is no way I can lose!

At this moment, a violent wind suddenly rose in the battlefield, causing rocks to fly everywhere. The flying rocks hit every rebel with unparalleled force, and the Human Emperor Sword in Zi Shou's hand suddenly grew a hundred times brighter.

The seven-colored divine light directly overwhelmed the Emperor Wa's Sword. Except for Zi Qi, everyone who was illuminated by the Emperor's Sword couldn't help but kneel down in worship.

The dust and rocks slowly stopped, revealing the face of a beautiful female Taoist. She had a gold crown with a fish tail, wore a red bagua robe, and wore a hemp silk ribbon, riding a green Luan and falling from the sky.

"Pindao Shiji pays homage to the king and congratulates the king on finally awakening the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand."

Zi Qi no longer thought about swinging his sword and sat down on the ground.

He looked at Zi Shou, who was bathed in golden light but not angry or proud, as if he were in prison or in the sea.

Looking at Shi Ji who has the spirit of immortality.

He looked at Lu Boyan who hit the torch with a casual wave and put away all the raging fire that was about to burn towards the royal city.

Looking at Su Hu holding a gun and riding a horse.

Looking at the old and aged Uncle Wang with tears in his eyes.

He looked at the pro-soldiers who were either kneeling on the ground or turned into dead bodies.

He knew that it was over, everything was over, and there was no chance of a comeback.

"But aren't fate and gods on my side? Why do I still lose?" Zi Qi muttered to himself, with a ferocious expression on his face.

When the King of Shang heard this, he looked at Zi Qi and said, "I have often heard that Heaven is destined to defeat humans, and humans can also defeat Heaven."

"What you and I are fighting for is the king of the human race, the king of the Great Shang. You disregard the people's hearts and seek the hearts of heaven, saints, and immortals. How can you win?"

"Brother, this is the last time in my life that I call you brother. Don't be obsessed with me anymore."

Ziqi lowered his head and kept repeating: "Heaven is destined to defeat man, and the people can also defeat heaven..."

After a long time, he finally said: "Third brother, you are right. The king of the human race can only be you. I really don't deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ziqi looked up at the sky. Dawn pierced the darkness, and the sun filled the world with its light.

Then he stretched out his hand and put the Emperor Wa's Sword to his neck, blood flowed out, and he died immediately.

King Shang looked at his brother Wang who committed suicide, and then looked at Chaoge City, which was covered in blood. This place was only a hundred meters away from the royal city, so it should be a forbidden area, but now it is probably no worse than Shura Purgatory.

He suddenly recalled the day when his father asked him to be an orphan. His father held his hand and advised him not to kill each other, and he cried miserably.

I remembered when I was playing with fire and accidentally burned down half of the Fengxiang Palace when I was a child. My eldest brother was punished by his father and imprisoned for a month in order to help him take the blame...

Countless scenes appeared before Zi Shou's eyes like a revolving lantern. Tears kept flowing from his eyes, and blood and tears mixed on his face.

I was not born to compete for deer, and I have never climbed to the Golden Stage since I was a child.
Chapter completed!