The fifth day.

The sky was covered with white fish belly.

The King's Army of Zhennan took advantage of the situation to charge.

He fought the army, retreated one after another, and retreated to the gate of Qingdu City.

Retreat to a situation where there is no way to retreat!

Behind it is the capital that is working hard!

far away.

The Southern King's Army stretched the front line like a flesh-and-blood Great Wall.

The army of 300,000 united, and the military power gathered into a raging fire, burning the night out.

Even if the naked eye is invisible, the commander and others could feel the momentum of the Southern King's Army at this moment from the dark heads and the deafening sound of killing, and completely suppress the Dagan Army.

The general trend has been achieved and it is unstoppable!

"I am the destiny of heaven, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

The King of Zhennan stood in front of the army, and the emperor's treasure appearance was undoubtedly revealed.

"Uncle Emperor, do you really want to do this?"

Xia Xiaoman's face was ashes. She flew forward and looked down at the 300,000 army and Xia Xingchen who had already put on a dragon robe in front of the army.

"Emperor Jisheng has been assassinated by the Apocalypse Assassin. He will never be mastered for a day. I, Xia Xingchen, are just following the will of heaven. Don't stop my good niece."

King Zhennan smiled and looked at Xia Xiaoman with anger in the sky, and said kindly to dissuade him.

Although he deliberately wrote down Xia Xiaoman's name on the murder list at the beginning.

But since he learned that the true identity of the Apocalypse Assassin was Lin Yi, he naturally knew about the relationship between Lin Yi and Xia Xiaoman.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xia Xingchen was able to survive until now.

So what if Xia Xiaoman is alive?

Xia Jisheng is dead, and there is no more man in the bloodline left by Emperor Xia Yuan.

As the elder brother of Emperor Xia Yuan, he is already the emperor who is destined to be the one who is destined to be successful.

Therefore, the King of Zhennan is full of confidence now. In addition, the old senior of the Moluo Palace is protecting the formation beside him. Even though Xia Xiaoman has the dual identities of "the eldest princess" and "the golden elixir monk of the Tianjian Gate", he cannot pose any threat to the natural thing that he ascended the throne.

When Xia Xingchen told Xia Jisheng's death,

Xia Xiaoman's face turned pale, her figure staggered, and she almost crashed from the air.

"No, you're lying!"

She doesn't believe it.

She subconsciously disbelief.

First, I don't believe that Shaki's death will be

Second, I don’t believe that my senior brother Lin Yi will kill her younger brother with his own hands.

That's her brother!

Senior Brother Lin Yi could never be so cruel!

"I don't believe it!!!"

Xia Xiaoman looked crazy and raised the Frost and Snow Sword and killed Xia Xingchen.

Now that things have come, there is no way out. Xia Xiaoman plans to fight to the death and kill Xia Xingchen.

"Hahaha! The Apocalypse Assassin assassinated the 'Last Emperor', and the 300,000 troops are obvious to all. Why should I scare you?"

King Zhennan laughed loudly. The Feng Guardian beside him, with the idea of ​​"helping a little", clapped his palm in the air and prepared to kill Xia Xiaoman, who was as weak as an ant. But just as the Feng Guardian raised his palm, he kept closing his eyes on the sixth level of the sky, and pressed his palms in the void. The supreme sword intent pressed down on the same day, shocking the side.

"Oh?" Feng Guardian noticed that the supreme sword intent hanging in the sky was a little sharp, and suddenly realized that the mysterious master who was hiding in the sky who did not want to appear was taking care of his disciples. After all, while Xia Xiaoman was the eldest princess, he was also a proud disciple of the Tianjian Sect.

The depressed Wind Protector immediately retracted 90% of his strength, gently whipped Xia Xiaoman away hundreds of meters away, and smashed the ground into Qingdu City.

The houses along the way collapsed instantly under the impact of Xia Xiaoman's body. The people hiding in the room to take refuge immediately, and when they felt the rustling vibration and waves, they kept wailing and fled to the street.

After Xia Xiaoman collapsed the buildings on two streets one after another, he removed the force of that palm. He saw Xia Xiaoman covered in blood, lying in the rubble, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

The Feng Guardian instinct could easily kill Xia Xiaoman. The two of them had a very big difference in their realms, but under Chen Bei's threat, he could only act and knock Xia Xiaoman away so as not to tear the two skins openly.

Now, it is not the time to tear off the skin.

"My good niece, please hand over the jade seal of the country. You and I can work together to build a prosperous era!"

He is still thinking about the Jade Seal of the State that Emperor Xia Yuan handed over to Xia Xiaoman.

In Xia Xingchen's view, the jade seal in the country symbolizes the orthodox emperor of the great cause. Emperor Xia Yuan did not pass it on to Xia Jisheng at that time, but secretly left it to Xia Xiaoman, which was a very stupid thing.

Is it useful?

This is of no use at all.

The King of Zhennan laughed, raised his right hand high, and fell heavily.

Now that the situation has been decided, he has no intention of killing Xia Xiaoman.

First, killing Xia Xiaoman would not have any benefit to his ascension to the throne. Second, as Xia Xiaoman's uncle, if he cruelly killed Xia Xiaoman in front of so many people, he would leave a cruel and unjust impression on the people in the future.

Xia Xingchen was determined to be a wise ruler in the prosperous era. Although he has not officially ascended the throne yet, this does not prevent Xia Xingchen from becoming strict with himself and starting to create an image of a "benevolent ruler" from now on.

The 300,000 troops of the Southern King who were ordered were ready to go. After receiving Xia Xingchen's order, they all launched a charge with Chaoqing.

In this battle between dragons and tigers, the army of Zhennan King suffered little losses. Now 300,000 troops have entered the city. Even the commander has no power to resist. He decisively gave up the battle to the death. With the confused eyes of the five generals under his command, he decided to retreat into the city, close the city gates, and tens of thousands of soldiers on the city walls sprinkled arrows on the Nanwang Army.

However, this measure was not a big obstacle for King Zhennan.

The shield soldiers resisted in front and formed a steel shield. The siege equipment that followed the army easily broke through the city gate after only a few sticks of incense, and the army entered the city and headed straight for the palace.

Failed!

The commander was ashamed, and the remaining Dakan army was only tens of thousands. They retreated all the way and retreated into the palace.

The King of Zhennan was full of energy, and he walked on the dragon and tiger steps. He had an army of 300,000, and quickly surrounded the four gates of Qingdu, while the remaining 200,000 occupied Qingdu.

Every street in Qingdu was filled with soldiers holding high the banner of the Southern King. Under the instruction of the Zhennan King, they did not act harshly at the panicked people in the city, but instead comforted them and fully expressed that they were the justice side.

White light was already rising in the sky, and the rising sun was about to rise. King Zhennan looked up at the thick clouds in the sky, frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable. But after the film, he smiled again, feeling that his requirements for the atmosphere of the scene were a bit too high. As long as he could step on that throne, even if there was a rain in the sky and cleansed the hustle and bustle of the world, so what?

"Did you still not give up until now?"

The commander led his army in front of the Golden Palace, behind him was the ninety-nine-level ladder.

King Zhennan stepped forward and looked at the man who had left all kinds of legendary deeds in the history of Dagan. But now, when King Zhennan came to the Dagan Palace as a victorious, the halo that had been shrouded in the former commander seemed so ridiculous, which made Xia Xingchen feel that the history of the Dagan became his flap.

The commander's face was cold, his face was covered with blood. He looked at the approaching King Zhennan step by step, and the knife he had just raised was soft and soft.

Xia Xingchen walked past the "disheartened" commander like others. Even the commander gave up. The five generals under his command lost all their fighting spirit and watched Xia Xingchen step onto the ladder.

Xia Xingchen's eyes were blurred. He looked at the golden-topped temple after the ninety-ninth-stairs climbing the ladder, and he clearly remembered that when Concubine Shu was holding the young Xia Jisheng, she was like this. Under the gaze of the crowd, she walked up the ladder, stepped into the Golden Palace, and sat on the throne of the human emperor surrounded by civil and military officials in the court!

He waited for too long, too long, too long!

Xia Xingchen walked very fast, crossed the last line of defense and stepped on the golden ladder.

"I, Xia Xingchen, is the destiny of heaven! Today, I want to climb up step by step, step by step, step by step, climb to the highest point, and sit at the position that should belong to me!"

Years of tolerance,

Years of layout,

Years of waiting,

Finally, Xia Xingchen waited for this day!

In a blink of an eye, Xia Xingchen had reached halfway. As Xia Xingchen climbed, the sky gradually turned white, even though it was covered by dark clouds, suddenly shone golden light from the clouds, falling like rain on Xia Xingchen's side.

Behind Xia Xingchen, a dragon-shaped aura spiraled upwards and soared straight into the sky.

The dark clouds shrouded above Qingdu were actually swept out of a big hole after the dragon-shaped aura that rushed up behind Xia Xingchen.

"Human Emperor's luck!"

This visible light made everyone below shocked and shocked! This was a strange scene that Shakisen had never seen before when he ascended the throne!

Doesn’t this comparison mean that Xia Jisheng is not the true emperor of the human destiny at all. He has only been in this country for twenty years?

"No! Impossible!"

The commander who was originally as deep as water, had a sudden change in his face when he saw the dragon-shaped fortune rising. A look of horror flashed in his eyes. He flew up and headed straight for the Golden Palace without caring about anything else.

Even when the defeat was about to be done, the commander never showed such a panic expression. However, when Xia Xingchen was covered with strange phenomena, the commander was so panicked, which made the generals of the six armies puzzled.

But the commander moved, and the five generals under his command gritted their teeth and immediately followed.

Immediately afterwards, the generals under the King of Zhennan were afraid that the commander would not be virtuous, so they hurriedly followed without the orders of King of Zhennan and killed the soldiers on the ladder.

Step by step, step by step.

Every time Xia Xingchen took a step, the dragon-shaped luck on his body became stronger. When he walked through the ninety-nine steps, he was covered with a layer of shocking light. From a distance, he looked like an emperor who was not angry and powerful, making people shudder.
To be continued...