Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 51 Traitor【For Subscription, 15】

It can be said that Emperor Jing'an would use the Three Emperors Gate to open his sword. It can be said that many people did not expect it.

There is no other reason, the Three Emperors Sect is not the weakest of the seven sects, on the contrary, with three Waigang masters sitting in the mountain gate, the Three Emperors Sect can be regarded as the middle reaches.

As for why Emperor Jing'an chose this unlucky guy.

In the final analysis, it has to be traced back to the time of Jing Nan.

The mountain gate of the Three Emperors Gate is located on the border of Ji Province, and Zhao Huan also thought about seeking the help of the sect at the beginning of the incident.

Even at the expense of all kinds of convenience.

However, head Zhang felt that being abruptly involved in the battle for the throne was a disaster rather than a blessing.

Furthermore, using one province to rule a country is a fantasy no matter how you look at it, and the head of the sect often scoffs at it in private.

Today, the incense of the Three Emperors Sect is prosperous enough, there is no need to rack your brains to seek the merits of the dragon, just find any reason and politely refuse Zhao Huan.

From the perspective of the head of a faction, Zhang Dongruo's idea is naturally good.

However, Zhao Huan wouldn't think so!

The emperor is the supreme being in the world, and if he disobeyed Zhao Huan, he would naturally have a way to kill him.

You guys of decent families, if you don't help me or King Jianli, are you trying to seek greater benefits with the intention of hurting both sides of the court?
What's more, since Emperor Taizu entrusted the three mountains and four mountains, the seven sects didn't have to pay taxes. Over the years, they have colluded with the government and annexed the land, and the emperor also rewarded them every festival.

As long as one family is destroyed at will, the deficit of the national treasury can be made up in an instant.

The tail is too big to lose, and even when a new official takes office, if he doesn't visit the head of the house, the decree may not be able to get the official office.

These are the reasons why Emperor Jing'an insisted on taking the sect to the sword.

"If you want to add a crime, why bother!"

Zhang Dongruo was trembling with anger.

Hand over, where can he find a yellow scarf remnant to hand over?

"Hurry up and go to the back mountain to invite a few elders to go out!"

Knowing that today's affairs will not be good, Zhang Dongruo has already prepared for the worst.

Here he is still thinking about how to procrastinate for a while.

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Qingzhi would not give him this chance. He squinted his eyes and looked at the warm sun at noon. Chen Qingzhi shouted decisively——

"Open up!"

Immediately, a loud arrow shot straight into the sky, and shouts of killing resounded from all directions.

In this battle, Emperor Jing'an dispatched four battalions of elites, and the leading generals were all masters of Waigang.

As soon as they fought, four figures stood out from the army, and they would set off a bloodbath wherever they went.

"Kill all these lackeys of the imperial court!"

The imposing disciple in front of the mountain gate held a green blade and had killed several soldiers one after another. With a roar, he was about to rush to another place to support his fellow sect.

Unexpectedly, a saber qi struck behind him, and before he could react, he was already overwhelmed by Biying's Changchun zhenqi.

In the distance, Chen Qingzhi glanced at the frozen disciples of the Three Emperors, and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

The main event is yet to come, except for a few thorns with great qi on the field, the rest of the people are nothing to worry about. A battalion of internally trained elites who have practiced combined strikes are enough to deal with it.

What he was really guarding against were the few grandmasters who had not yet appeared in the Three Emperors Sect.

"Good thief!"

Looking at the hopes of the sect falling in a pool of blood one by one, Zhang Dongruo seemed to be bleeding, and punched aggressively like a cannon hammer. He immediately spat out blood from a soldier, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

However, being able to achieve the position of master does not mean how good Zhang Dongruo's kung fu is.

The head of the sect manages a lot of affairs every day, worrying about the affairs of the sect, and has some energy to focus on practicing.

The elite disciples who are really expected to break through the outer world have long been accepted by a group of elders as true biography, and they have been carefully trained.

Only people like Zhang Dongruo who are neither talented nor bad, and who are just so-so, can achieve great success, and have a quick mind, will be pushed to the throne of the head of the sect.

Chen Qingzhi slashed three more sabers one after another, the gloomy light gathered on the Beixuan saber, and Biying's saber energy seemed to hang upside down, brushing straight towards Zhang Dongruo.

Sealed by the saber air to retreat, Zhang Dongruo's face changed drastically, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the folding fan from his waist, the fan bones made of golden jade bamboo barely caught the saber air, but the old face of the sect master was like gold paper.

A strong force came from his hand, and Zhang Dongruo felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Looking at the folding fan in his hand that had been with him for many years, the bones of the fan were already covered with dense cracks that looked like texture.

It's not dead?

Unlike Huang Zonggao, whose qi and blood were exhausted and only capable of fighting in the first battle, Chen Qingzhi is now in his prime, with a steady flow of Changchun zhenqi, how can a second-rate master be able to resist.

Immediately with a cold snort, he stood up straight, and slashed around his body with a knife, as if a killing god forcibly cut a bloody path through the crowd.

"Cruel Zhongliang, you will not be well, eh!"

A stunning saber aura flashed in front of his eyes, Zhang Dongruo covered his leaky neck, swearing vaguely.

It's just that everything dissipated in the stern light of the knife.

"People in the mountains and fields have no intention of being enemies of the imperial court, so why should Uncle Yong Yi be so aggressive?"

Suddenly, a soft sigh sounded in his ears, and an old man with a fairy-like demeanor slowly walked out of the mountain path.

Chen Qingzhi was not surprised, he raised his knife and pointed at the coming man on guard.

"The great master is finally willing to come out of the mountain?"

Great Grandmaster is not a special designation by innateness. In this world where innateness does not come out, the imperial court often confers the title of Grandmaster to the strongest of the various sects to show their closeness.

The Ding Guangyin in front of him, who has been in Waigang for more than [-] years, is the grand master conferred by Emperor Tai'an himself.

"It's really a hero born in a young age. Uncle Yongyi has already become the master of Waigang in only [-] years. Why should he step into this muddy water, causing his death and dao to disappear?"

Ding Guangyin looked kind and kind, but his words were full of murderous intent.

The implication is that Chen Qingzhi and others are going to be left behind.

"The salary of eating the king, the matter of being loyal to the king, how can I be such a rebellious minister and thief who has no king and no father!"

However, Chen Qingzhi didn't want to waste any more time talking with him, and was eager to try a Beixuan saber.

"Oh, Uncle Yong Yi really thinks that it is not enough to eat the Three Emperors. It is a pity that several grandmasters will be removed from the world in the First World War today, and so many elites will be buried. I want to see if Emperor Shuo can suppress the big families."

Ding Guangyin snorted coldly, followed by a sudden commotion on the field, and four more masters from foreign gangs entered the field.

In an instant, the tide of battle was reversed.

Who would have thought that the Sanhuangmen, which claims to have only three masters from the outer gang, actually hides two masters in private. With the help of the four masters from the outer gang, the Sanhuangmen gradually stabilized the situation.

"Liuhe Spear Mengtuan, Sushui Sword Qi Chuanqing, is this the Grand Master's trump card?"

Both of them are the young generation of the Three Emperors who achieved great fame 20 years ago, but they suddenly disappeared into the rivers and lakes for unknown reasons, and now they appear in front of everyone as grand masters.

The calm look on Chen Qingzhi's face made Ding Guangyin feel bad.

There were two screams suddenly heard from the Grandmasters of the Three Emperors who joined the battle just now. Ding Guangyin took a closer look and saw that two Grandmasters pretended to be ordinary soldiers and mixed in the crowd.

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the Grandmaster of the Three Emperors, he suddenly violently injured him.

"Tang Dun, Song Kaishan, are you really going to fight against the Three Emperors Sect?!"

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