King Zhenbei's martial arts was called "destroying the enemy" by him.
Defeat thousands of armies and capture the enemy's head.
With the power of thunder, he can rush into the enemy's army in an instant without fear of enemy encirclement, seize the enemy general's head, and then escape safely.
Coupled with the righteousness in King Zhenbei's heart, it finally condensed into this blue and white thunder.
It possesses many magical powers such as instantaneous body movement and evil-breaking.
Facing the blood-colored long sword slashing down from the air, thunder swirled around King Zhenbei's body, and the wronged souls released by Emperor Qianyuan were annihilated almost in an instant without affecting them in the slightest.
Then Zhenbei King turned his waist half way, and blue-white thunder gathered in his right hand, like the hand of heaven's punishment, and fiercely grabbed the bloody sword.
boom!
Thunder exploded and blood surged.
There seemed to be blood tigers roaring and thunder dragons roaring in mid-air.
The group of warriors surrounding them were so shaken by the raging energy that they vomited blood and flew backwards that most of them were killed or injured.
Emperor Qianyuan's eyes showed resentment and he quickly dodged into the air.
This tyrannical sword actually sacrificed itself for death and escaped from control!
Otherwise, if we work together with him and have many innates around us, we won't have a chance to win the King of Zhenbei.
The thunder light and the blood mist gradually dissipated, leaving only the tip of a broken knife in King Zhenbei's hand, standing tall and majestic in the center.
In the palm of his hand, there was a trace of blood, and blood slowly seeped out.
The strange blood-colored energy remaining in the wound cannot be restored in a short time even with his second-grade warrior's self-healing ability.
It's hateful that this stupid guy died in vain, what a vulgar warrior!
Seeing King Zhenbei safe and sound, Emperor Qianyuan was furious and gnashed his teeth.
King Zhenbei raised his head and looked at Emperor Qianyuan who was wielding his sword in the air. Green and white thunder merged into the tip of the sword in his palm, and then the thunder on the second half of the tip of the sword flashed, turning into a bolt of lightning and shooting towards Emperor Qianyuan.
The black and red dharma body behind him quickly blocked in front of him.
Suddenly, bursts of shrill wails rang out from the Dharmakaya. The wronged souls in the black-red Dharmakaya were quickly annihilated by the thunder attached to the tip of the knife, and gradually became illusory.
Seeing that Fa Shen was about to be unable to resist.
Emperor Qianyuan's face suddenly became distorted, his cheek muscles bulged, and veins sprouted on his forehead.
He held the sword finger in his hand and roared: "Sword coming!"
boom!
Deep in the palace, a grand palace exploded. It was the Tianshou Palace where Emperor Qianyuan had previously retreated.
A long lapis lazuli sword surrounded by golden light turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky from Tianshou Palace and flying towards Emperor Qianyuan above the palace.
The battle in the palace has already alarmed everyone in the imperial city.
It's just that Emperor Qianyuan had already ordered the imperial army to seal this place and not let anyone get close.
At this time, seeing the long sword flying across the sky, many dignitaries who knew this object exclaimed:
"It's the Mountain and River Sword!"
Outside Kyoto.
Haoqi Mountain, Confucian Saint Palace.
Shangqingshan, Sanqing Hall.
Several figures opened their eyes and looked towards the direction of the imperial city.
The most precious mountain and river sword in the great distance!
It was the sword used by the Dali ancestor emperor when he opened up the territory, and has been enshrined in the Dali Ancestral Temple Shanhe Temple ever since.
It is worshiped by all the people and unites the great destiny of the country.
Unexpectedly, at some point, Emperor Qianyuan took him back to his Tianshou Palace.
He must have used the power of luck from the Shanhe Sword to help him practice.
However, this will damage the national destiny of Dali, make the country unstable, and cause suffering for the people, which will consume the foundation of Dali.
The Mountain and River Sword fell into the hands of Emperor Qianyuan. Although there was some resistance on the sword, it was still controlled by Emperor Qianyuan. After all, he was the king of Dali, and the Mountain and River Sword could only be used by those of the royal bloodline who were blessed with luck.
Emperor Qianyuan, who controlled the Mountain and River Sword, looked at King Zhenbei again, with a sinister smile on his lips.
"I will show you today who is the master of Dali. This country and all the people should be used by me."
Emperor Qianyuan's aura began to surge.
In Kyoto, all the civil and military officials, noble clansmen, imperial guards, and even the people of Kyoto... all of them heard the shrill dragon roar at the same time, coming from the direction of Liyang Mountain of the Dali Ancestral Temple.
Countless people followed the sound and looked sideways.
At this moment, the hearts of the royal family and clan members suddenly felt cramped, and inexplicable fear surged in their hearts.
It's like the end of the world, like a catastrophe is approaching.
In the East Palace, the imprisoned prince covered his chest, bent over, his face was pale, and the color of his lips faded, but he suddenly burst out laughing maniacally.
"You deserve to die, you all deserve to die..."
In the Li Feng Hall, there was a very beautiful woman in palace attire, her eyes flashed with real pain, she clenched her fists and stared at the dome.
"hold head high......"
Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, a giant golden dragon broke through Liyang Mountain and swam towards the imperial palace, clearly visible to people in Kyoto.
"Dragon, there is a dragon!"
In the streets and alleys, there were screams of surprise.
The spirit of the dragon vein left the ground and escaped from the Great Li.
This golden dragon swam quickly over Kyoto, emitting bursts of dragon roars. In the Liyang Mountain Dali Ancestral Temple, the deceased emperor's spiritual tablets trembled one after another, causing the guards guarding the spirit to panic.
"What the hell happened."
"Just now, there seemed to be blood and thunder in the palace. Now there is a giant dragon in the sky. Could it be that someone..."
"Shh, you don't want your life? You dare to say such nonsense. It depends on what the court says. Everyone just wait by the notice board."
All kinds of strange phenomena made even ordinary people in Kyoto understand that something big was about to happen.
Shangqing Guanzhong.
An old man with a square face and a red complexion snorted coldly and said angrily: "What a nonsense. This Dali royal family is getting more and more degenerate. I will stop him."
An old man with white hair and a childlike face sitting cross-legged in the middle spoke calmly, stopped the other party and said:
"Let's take a look first."
Inside a bamboo pavilion in Haoqi Mountain.
Several great scholars held wine glasses and looked at the golden dragon above the palace. They wanted to scold the dog emperor, but they were afraid of insulting the gentleness and staining the literary heart.
In the end, I could only raise a glass and drink.
Jiaofang Division, Qingyun Tower.
Chu Ge looked at the peak showdown in the imperial city and said firmly:
"I will live a long life, and I will have to kill a few dog emperors for fun in the future. It's so cool!"
...
Above the palace.
Emperor Qianyuan held the Shanhe Sword in his hand and shouted:
"Come!"
The golden dragon was summoned by him, twisted its body, and swam to his feet.
Emperor Qianyuan stepped on the dragon's head and looked down at King Zhenbei who was falling to the ground from a high altitude.
At this time, Emperor Qianyuan was stepping on the spirit of the dragon vein, holding the sword of mountains and rivers, and with the fortune of the country in his hands, he felt more confident than ever before:
"As long as Dali is not destroyed, I will still be the king of a country, and the fortune of the country will be with me. Ye Dian, what are you going to do to fight me? Even if you are now a second-grade martial artist, you will become a dead soul under my sword. I will kill you."
My soul, blend into the Dharmakaya, and watch me achieve immortality and enjoy the country forever, hahaha."
The sound rolled like thunder.
At this time, boiling sounds could be heard throughout Kyoto.
People looked at the golden dragon in the sky in the distance. Although they could not clearly see the figure on the dragon's head, they could clearly hear what Emperor Qianyuan just said.
"It's your Majesty? Who is fighting him in the palace?"
"It must be the town..."
Thinking of the people here, their hearts tightened.
Although I didn't dare to say it out loud, I prayed silently in my heart.
Pray silently for the god who guards the country for them and punishes traitors.