A few days later, Yi Cheng came to Zhao Mansion and found Zhao Deyuan. After talking with him for half an hour in the study, Zhao Deyuan left home and went straight to the palace. Yi Cheng found his younger brother and went to Zhao Mansion Garden with Zhao Tianci.

It was already winter, and all the flowers in the courtyard had withered, leaving only a few evergreen trees that were still green.

Yicheng looked at the depressing scenery in the garden, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and said to Tianci: "It was also this season back then. My mother and I took you all the way to Tiannan City and fled to Tiannan City. At that time, we were helpless and thought to ourselves,

If my father were here, he would never let us, mother and son, suffer like this. It would be great if my father were still alive!"

Tianci heard this, with a sad look on his face, and said to Yi Cheng: "Brother, what kind of person is your father? I asked you before, but you didn't tell me. Can you tell me today?"

Yi Chengdao: "Father is an upright man. I didn't tell you before because there were some things I didn't want you to know. Now it's time to tell you."

Zhao Tianci waited expectantly for Yi Cheng. Six months ago, Yi Cheng told him about his life experience, but he always refused to talk about his father's life. Zhao Tianci thought in his heart that his father had done something bad, so his eldest brother

I don't want to mention it, and I am more or less disappointed in my heart. The child always takes great pride in his father and always hopes that his father can do anything.

Yicheng continued: "Do you know which general was the most famous in Qi and Chu before the unification of Qi?"

Zhao Tianci was very familiar with these things since he was a child, so he opened his mouth and said: "The most famous general in Qi is Zhou Kang, while the most famous in Chu is general Yi Anguo."

After saying that, something suddenly occurred to him, and he looked at Yi Cheng and said, "Brother, do you mean to say that my father is Yi Anguo, the general of Chu State?"

Yi Cheng looked at Zhao Tianci and said: "Yes, my father is Yi Anguo, the general of the Chu Kingdom. He was one of the generals who followed King Xiang and died on the banks of the Tianfeng River. Now do you know why I didn't tell you this?"

When Zhao Tianci heard this, his face was full of horror, and he didn't know how to accept this fact.

He is the son of Yi Anguo, a general of Chu State who was killed by Emperor Xiaobai on the banks of Tianfeng River.

He was adopted by the Right Prime Minister of Qi State, and was accepted as a disciple by Gu Nanxin, who devoted himself to protecting Chu State.

Zhao Tianci really didn't know what to do at this time. He asked the emperor to avenge his father's murder. Then no matter whether he succeeded or failed, it would not only be him or the emperor who died, but the entire Zhao family would be implicated.

If he doesn't take revenge, as a son of man, he cannot avenge his father's murder, but he still has to be loyal to his enemy. How can he accept this act of recognizing a thief as his father?

Zhao Tianci weakly leaned on the wall behind him, struggling and in agony.

Yi Cheng felt heartbroken to see his brother like this, but he had to tell his brother what he was going to do first, otherwise his brother would be caught off guard once something happened. Telling him now would at least give him a buffer.

Yicheng stepped forward and patted Tianci on the shoulder, hugged him in his arms, and remained silent. Yicheng couldn't bear to let an eighteen-year-old child make such a difficult choice.

After a long time, Zhao Tianci stood up and said to Yi Cheng: "Brother, please leave me alone for a while, I want to think carefully!"

Yicheng nodded when he heard this and said: "I'm going to see the emperor in three days. You make your own choice before then. No matter what you choose, I won't blame you."

Zhao Tianci was shocked when he heard this: "Brother, do you want to assassinate His Majesty?"

Yicheng was noncommittal and asked: "Don't I have a reason to kill him?"

Zhao Tianci was silent, and Yi Cheng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Okay, you go back to your room. Sometimes you can't have both sides of things, just follow your own choice."

Then Yicheng left the Zhao Mansion and found a hotel to stay. No one disturbed him in the past few days, allowing him to plan what he was going to accomplish with peace of mind.

Three days later, Yi Cheng came to the palace gate alone early in the morning. He held the Qingfeng Sword and walked calmly towards the palace step by step.

The imperial guard guarding the gate saw that Yicheng refused to inform him and broke into the palace with weapons. How could he give up on him? Dozens of people rushed out and surrounded Yicheng in the center.

Yicheng didn't waste any time talking to them. He beat the guards to their knees with a wave of his hand and fell to the ground injured one by one. However, Yicheng had no intention of going on a killing spree, so he didn't die.

Yicheng rushed all the way in, and more and more imperial guards were dispatched. Although they saw that Yicheng was extremely powerful, they still rushed over one by one without fear of death.

As Yicheng fought all the way in, all the Imperial Guards were injured and fell to the ground, temporarily unable to stand up, but their lives were not injured, which shows that Yicheng used his strength exquisitely.

Six months ago, Yichengjue would not have been able to do this, but after months of instruction from his master, even though Yicheng was still the King of Wu, his use of power was not the same.

Not long after, Yicheng had arrived in front of a huge square. Looking at it, the square was about a thousand feet in size. Behind the square was the Jinluan Hall where the emperor and his courtiers held discussions.

At this time, the square was filled with imperial guardsmen, numbering no less than ten thousand.

Standing at the front was an old man with gray hair. He was over seventy years old, and his energy was a little weak, but his aura was something that no one could underestimate.

Yicheng was a little surprised when he saw this man, but after thinking about it carefully, it became clear that this old man had the cultivation level of King Wu, which was comparable to that of Gu Nanxin. They said that there was only one King Wu in the royal family, but he didn't expect there to be one here today.

The second person must have some relationship with the royal family, otherwise it would be difficult to recruit a powerful Martial King who is over seventy years old.

Each of these people are working hard to cultivate in order to enter the innate world in their lifetime.

Yicheng walked ten steps in front of the man, stopped, held a sword in one hand and cupped a fist in the other and said, "How do you call this senior? Yicheng is polite."

The old man's eyes flashed, and he stared closely at the sword in Yi Cheng's hand and said: "No wonder you have such a level of cultivation at such a young age. You are a disciple of Senior Song. You don't have to call me Senior. You and I have the same level of cultivation.

Secondly, I was not older than you when Senior Song became famous. Since you are his disciple, we can be considered equals. How are you doing, Senior Song?"

When Yi Cheng saw him mentioning his master, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes and he said, "My master traveled westward on a crane not long ago!"

When the old man heard the words, he also showed emotion and said: "Senior Song Dynasty was so high-spirited back then. Alas, time is ruthless. Now I am already in my twilight years. My name is Zong Langchao. Although I am not worshiped by Qi State, I still have some relationship with Qi State.

, if you want to pass here today, you must defeat me first. Although you have extraordinary qualifications and have great hope of becoming a Martial God in the future, it is not easy to defeat me now."

When Yicheng heard this, he said to Zong Langchao: "In that case, Yicheng wants to ask for advice. Today, I will enter the Jinluan Palace at any cost. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

After saying that, Yicheng took out his sword from its scabbard and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zong Langchao. The aura on his body was no longer suppressed and was released.

Zong Langchao saw Yicheng's performance and put away his slight contempt. Although Yicheng was young, he was no weaker than himself. Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined if he capsized in the gutter.

Zong Langchao also pulled out his sword, only to hear a dragon roar, and the clear sword cry pierced the sky.

Zong Langchao looked at Yi Cheng who was ten steps away and said: "The name of the sword is Long Yin, and it has been passed down as a magic weapon for thousands of years. I haven't used weapons with others for a long time. You are very good. You are worthy of being taught by an innate master."

Seeing this, Yi Cheng also said: "The name of the sword is Qingfeng, and it was passed down to my mentor. Please give me some advice!"

Without stopping after saying this, he swung his sword and attacked Zong Langchao.

The two of them just waved their swords at each other in front of tens of thousands of imperial troops. However, when they saw the two groups of figures intersecting, it was almost unbelievable. Except for a few martial arts masters with advanced cultivation levels in the field, the others could no longer tell who was who.

The two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves and then separated silently. A long gash was left on Yi's left shoulder from his shoulder to his chest. Although the internal organs were not injured, the blood was still flowing.

Zong Langchao was even more miserable, with many stains on his body, his clothes were messy, and his left abdomen was even torn open. If it were deeper, his vital parts would be injured.

This shows the fierceness of the fight between the two.

Zong Langchao barely stood up and kept asking: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how could your body have such great strength? It is completely beyond the limits of the human body."

It's no wonder that Zong Langchao was unwilling to give in. He fought with Yi Cheng, and their sword moves were evenly matched. However, every time, his arms were numb due to the abnormal strength of Yi Cheng. At this moment, the right hand holding the Dragon Sword was still there.

Trembling constantly.

Yicheng practiced the nameless magic, and his physical body was powerful, and his strength was almost ten times that of the average Martial King. Although his true energy was not as thick and pure as Zong Langchao, he relied on his abnormal physical strength to beat Zong Langchao so miserably.

If Zong Langchao hadn't exchanged injuries for injuries in the end, Yicheng wouldn't have had that wound.

At this time, two martial arts masters walked out from the Imperial Guards and helped Zong Langchao down. The other Imperial Guards immediately set up their formation and surrounded Yicheng in the middle.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng knew that if he didn't kill anyone, and if he didn't say whether he would get Xiaobai today or not, it would be a question of whether he could get out alive.

So Yicheng's aura changed, and he was exuding a strong murderous aura, and he was about to rush into the crowd to kill.
Chapter completed!