"How about it, Prince, you used to always put me down, but now it's better, you never have a chance to turn around."
The second prince stepped on his feet a few times, feeling very happy and relieved. He couldn't help laughing loudly, declaring that he was the winner.
In the direction of the palace, an astonishing royal aura erupted, and the purple and gold light soared into the sky, overwhelming the heroes.
The second prince was overjoyed: "Well, my father is about to leave confinement. I will give him a big gift now."
Everyone knows that the thousand-year-old tyrant is coming out of seclusion, some are happy, some are sad.
Xiao Yi thought that it was he who ruined the prince's good deeds, allowing the thousand-year-old tyrant to continue to control the Moon Empire, and letting the people of Liming live in dire straits, and he felt somewhat guilty.
"What's the matter, Prince? Go and apologize to your father." The second prince's expression was not arrogant, but simply a villain's triumph.
The prince looked dejected, having already accepted the defeat, and said: "Do you think that if you win this round, you can successfully inherit the throne?"
The second prince sneered: "Of course, after getting rid of you, the other princes will not pose any threat to me at all."
"No, you are wrong. Your biggest threat is your father. Your ending will not be better than mine." The prince looked bitter and stood up slowly.
The second prince frowned and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean?"
I saw the prince suddenly burst into laughter, as if he was letting go of the anguish in his heart, as if he didn't care anymore when things got to this point.
This laughter was mixed with helplessness and ridicule. It made the second prince feel uncomfortable. He said viciously: "Have you laughed enough, you loser?"
The prince stopped laughing and looked at the second prince with a strange expression, like a loser looking at another poor man.
"Have you forgotten how our father ascended the throne?"
These words horrified everyone, because the story inside was taboo in the Moon Empire, and no one dared to talk about it casually.
Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi had heard something about it. Thirty years ago, the thousand-year-old tyrant killed the previous king by force and usurped the throne.
Originally, the thousand-year-old tyrant was also the prince, so he didn't need to do anything to successfully succeed to the throne, but he couldn't wait any longer.
As long as those who have practiced cultivation can not only strengthen their bodies, but also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, purify the eight meridians, and sublimate the internal organs, their life span will be longer than that of ordinary people. It is not uncommon for some cultivators to live for more than five hundred years.
But this creates a problem. Resources and positions will be occupied by one group of people for a long time, hindering the advancement of another group of people, and there will be a conflict of interests.
The thousand-year tyrant has been in the position of heir for a hundred years, and judging from the trend, he will stay for another hundred years.
During the long wait, the thousand-year-old tyrant's patience was exhausted, so he took action and directly snatched the throne.
The Crown Prince and the Second Prince naturally know how their father ascended the throne, but the Crown Prince is more sober and has a better understanding of the behavior of the thousand-year-old tyrant.
"No matter how you get it, you will be afraid of losing it. Our father has always been on guard against us." The prince smiled bitterly, with a bleak look on his face.
The second prince did not accept it: "You are talking nonsense. You know that you are finished. You want to sow discord between me and my father. You are dreaming."
The prince shook his head and said: "You are not the heir, you will not notice this, you will not feel the feeling of being monitored all the time, it really drives me crazy."
Hearing this, the second prince was stunned, and the others were also silent. They seemed to understand that behind the prince's display of glory, he was living in such a state of fear.
The prince continued: "What do you think that my father will not teach us the secret skills passed down from our ancestors, the Supreme Imperial Fist and the Golden Body of the Emperor? My father is just afraid that after we learn it, we will overthrow him and replace him."
The second prince did not respond. His teeth were clenched together and his body was trembling slightly. Although he repeatedly told himself not to listen to the prince's lies, he just couldn't control himself.
Invisible fear shrouded the second prince's body, like a huge hand pinching him tightly, making him break out in a cold sweat.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" the second prince shouted, trying to dispel the huge shadow in his heart.
But the prince said it didn't matter. It was up to the second prince to believe it or not. Anyway, the position of heir was not easy to occupy.
The second prince's face was solemn. He waved his hand and asked his men to escort the prince to the palace. The battle ended here.
No one cares about what will happen to the prince in the future, and Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi plan to leave now that their mission is completed, hoping to live a peaceful life in the future.
Jiang Qi stretched his waist, took a good breath, and finally could relax.
"Let's go, let's go find Jing Yihan. I don't know where that guy went." Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi turned around, facing away from the prince, and had already put down their guard against the surrounding people.
The imperial guards were about to put chains and shackles on the prince, when they suddenly felt a hot flame burst out.
Unexpectedly, the prince secretly accumulated a force, spotted the opportunity when Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi relaxed, concentrated the remaining power into one palm, and slammed forward.
"Quickly stop the prince!" The imperial guards thought that the prince had no strength, so they took it lightly and the prince broke free.
At this time, Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi realized the crisis and immediately turned around to deal with it. However, they were a step too late, and their hot palm was about to knock down the face.
The prince knew that Xiao Yi was strong and the threat from this palm was not great, so he attacked Jiang Qi, who was relatively weak, and tried to back him up no matter what.
Seeing that Jiang Qi was in trouble, Xiao Yi grabbed Jiang Qi's collar with one hand, pulled Jiang Qi back, and struck with the Netherworld sword with the other hand. With lightning speed and fierce lethality, it penetrated directly through the prince's body. p>
Jiang Qi stumbled back, and finally sat on the ground, feeling frightened because he had just narrowly escaped death.
At this moment, the prince looked at Xiao Yi's calm face in horror, and then at the Netherworld sword that penetrated his body. Blood dripped down, and his face was ashen.
"I hate you. It was you who ruined everything I carefully planned." The prince used his last strength to grab Xiao Yi with his blood-stained hands, staring hard at Xiao Yi's calm eyes.
Everyone saw that the prince was on the road to death, and the disciples of the Holy Fire Palace were even more angry. They rushed over one by one, but were blocked by the masters of the Imperial Guard.
"Asshole, you are a murderer of a thousand swords." The disciples of the Holy Fire Palace could only roar, with hatred towards Xiao Yi in their eyes.
Xiao Yi glanced at it lightly, and then chose to ignore it.
"I'm sorry for you." Xiao Yi used the Netherworld sword to pick up the prince. Looking at the prince's anger, he couldn't help but sigh.
If the prince were not so ruthless and selfish, it might really be possible to become emperor with the help of Xiao Yi and everyone.
Forget it, don't think about this anymore, Xiao Yi's arm shook, and the Netherworld sword released huge power, directly knocking the prince into the air.
"What are you doing?" The second prince was very angry, because now Xiao Yi did this and made the prince fly a long distance, making it difficult to find him.
Everyone watched as the prince flew into the air and then fell down like a kite with its string broken.
The disciples of the Holy Fire Palace immediately took action and followed the flight path to find the prince.
"Bring the prince back to me. He must accept the emperor's judgment and severe punishment." The second prince directed the imperial guards to look for him. At the same time, he did not forget to give Xiao Yi a vicious look, seriously suspecting that this was Xiao Yi's intention. p>