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Chapter 273 Chapter 370 Three Omens of Luck
At this moment in Xuanyang City, if one looked down from the sky, one could see two groups of people marching towards the imperial city.

He Pingan operated his spiritual eyes, looked at the two sides separately, and immediately saw the luck of the two teams.

King Jing's team, assisted by two first-rank monks, advanced quickly along Xuanwu Street. If it weren't for the inability to control the sky, King Jing might have already arrived at the imperial city.

Even if the masters sent by Hanwang continued to intercept, King Jing's speed was obviously faster than that of Hanwang.

The dark clouds are rolling, and the black light is like the rising and falling of the tide, and the waves are raging.

During the churning of the torrential black air, a four-clawed black dragon shadow formed in the void.

The dragon's tail swung and its four claws protruded, the momentum was astonishing.

On the top of the black flood dragon's head, two dragon horns had faintly appeared, only the fifth claw was needed, and it would turn into a five-clawed black dragon.

King Jing is the elder brother and King Han is the younger brother. According to Daxuan's rule of establishing the elders but not the young, the King of Han had no chance to fight for the dragon, so his fate was not obvious before, it was just an omen of an ordinary dragon.

Now, because the three crazy Taoists beheaded Emperor Jiaming and promised him to participate in the dragon fight, his fate had changed from an ordinary flood dragon to a blue dragon, puffing clouds and mist above the team.

If the battle for the dragon is successful, the cyan dragon will turn into an omen of the green dragon.

A green dragon, a black dragon, blood flowed all the way, broke through layers of obstacles, and were about to meet outside the imperial city.

However, according to the advance speed of both sides, when the cyan dragon arrived outside the imperial city, the black dragon head had already entered the imperial city.

At this time, the imperial sky is not allowed to fly in the city. Once King Jing is the first to climb the tower of the imperial city, it basically means that he has won.

Han Wang Zhao Ying also noticed that his advancing speed was obviously slower than that of King Jing, so he kept twitching the horse under his crotch with his whip anxiously. behind.

He gritted his teeth involuntarily, raised his right hand lightly, and a messenger talisman flew towards the distance suddenly.

On Xuanwu Street, King Jing's team is getting closer and closer to the imperial city.

At this moment, a middle-aged man holding a long knife in one of the teams suddenly jumped up from the horseback, his true essence swept across, the long knife slashed out, and the light of the knife burst out, facing the scene The king's back was chopped off.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone didn't expect that a traitor suddenly appeared in their team. They didn't notice it for a while, but no one was able to stop it in time.

King Jing looked at the ever-increasing sharp sword light in front of him, and suddenly turned pale with panic. He wanted to escape, but was enveloped by the sword light for a long time. It seemed that no matter where he hid, he couldn't avoid the fatal blow.

"My lord, be careful!"

A Taoist first-rank cultivator guarding King Jing's side, with a high level of cultivation, reacted in time, roared, and then his mana surged, and he slapped out a palm, forming a huge clear palm in mid-air, facing towards The man with the knife shot away.

"come over!"

Another first-rank Confucian monk is Zhu Ming who protects the dragon guard.

As soon as he raised his palm, his righteousness burst out, and when there was no time to spare, he took King Jing from the horseback to his side.

Since the opening of the grand formation, all his teleportation-related spells and supernatural powers have also been invalidated.

Otherwise, King Jing can be moved directly outside the imperial city at a faster speed.

"boom!"

Countless knives slashed down, and a dazzling light burst out in an instant. The dragon-scale horse covered with heavy armor was torn apart by the knives in an instant, turning into countless flesh and blood fragments.

"Ugh"

A sigh came from the mouth of the middle-aged man in mid-air, and it was unclear whether he was sighing that he had missed a hit, or that he was about to die.

As soon as the sigh came out, his body was directly pinched by the big blue hands.

Without waiting for him to resist, the big cyan hand squeezed his body with force, and the scarlet blood spurted out from between the fingers.

It wasn't until this time that the rest of the people came to their senses, shouted for escort, and ran from all over the team to surround King Jing.

After three breaths, King Jing calmed down from the panic, pushed everyone away, walked to the broken body of the middle-aged man, looked at it carefully, and then said: "This man's name is Wu Jide, It's a native of Chuzhou, with a third-rank martial arts cultivation, and came to Xuanyang from Chuzhou with his wife and children three years ago."

"Later, I came under the command of this king. When I saw that he had a high level of cultivation, a clean foundation, and a wife and children by his side, he could be trusted. He was always regarded as a confidant, but he never thought that he was actually the secret son of the King of Han."

King Jing let out a long sigh, and motioned to the first-rank Taoist monk beside him to take Wu Jide's soul out of the corpse.

Then he got on his horse and continued galloping forward with his spirit.

"Wu Jide, this king treats you well, why did you betray me?"

Jing Wang's true essence scrolled to capture Wu Jide's soul in his hand, and asked.

"Zhao Ye, five years ago, in Wuling County, Chuzhou, the Wu family was wiped out, do you still remember?"

Wu Jide's soul was controlled by King Jing, but he was not afraid at all, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Chuzhou Wu Family?"

A trace of doubt flashed across King Jing's face. He had killed so many people that he couldn't remember clearly.

"You can't remember, but I remember you!"

"In order to win the ancestral good luck pill of our martial arts family, you led two third-rank monks and five hundred iron cavalry under your command to bloodbath our martial arts family."

"I have pity on the more than three hundred members of our Wu family, none of whom escaped!"

"The wife who was still pregnant was brutally abused by your guards before she died. You are simply inferior to a beast!"

Wu Jide's soulful voice was mournful, as if thinking of that day, the day when his family was destroyed.

When King Jing heard this, a thought flashed in his mind, and then he smiled lightly and said, "If you are talking about the Wu family, I don't remember."

"If you said Good Fortune Pill, I will remember it."

"The Creation Pill was taken five years ago on the birthday of the late emperor, and this king went to get it to celebrate his birthday."

"It turns out that you are the one who hides the Creation Pill family."

King Jing chuckled unceasingly, the tragic murder of more than three hundred people seemed to him an ordinary thing.

Zhu Ming and other dragon guard cultivators who had just come here had different expressions when they heard this. They had heard before that King Jing was tyrannical by nature and regarded human life as worthless.

But because the real Kunyang was jealous by nature, and he took refuge in the King of Han in advance, they didn't want to touch the bad luck of the real Kunyang, so they had to take refuge in King Jing.

Now seeing King Jing's character, it is even worse than rumored.

I don't know whether it's right or wrong to take refuge in King Jing.

But at this time, already, it was hard to get off the tiger, so he had to continue to assist King Jing.

"Zhao Zhi, you must die!"

Wu Jide's voice was shrill, his mind twisted for a while, and he rushed towards King Jing crazily, but he was controlled by King Jing's true essence, unable to move at all.

"Hehe, in this way, you are the fish that slipped through the net of the Wu family."

"No wonder I heard that there was a third-rank monk in the Wu family, but we went there, but we didn't meet him."

The smile on King Jing's face grew wider.

"Yes, I only regret that I was not at home back then, otherwise, I would have killed you with my own hands!"

Wu Jide's eyes were full of fire. He went to Yanzhou to do business, but he was not in Chuzhou. When he came back, he only saw ruins and countless corpses.

After many inquiries, I learned that it was King Jing who raided Yanzhou in order to snatch the Good Fortune Pill.

Later, he entered Xuanyang City, looking for opportunities to take revenge, but was found by the King of Han, and became the secret son of the King of Han.

"Unfortunately, you have no chance."

A cruel smile appeared on King Jing's face, and he asked, "Do you know why I kept your soul, but didn't destroy it?"

When Wu Jide heard this, he was afraid for a while, but he forced himself to ask, "How are you doing?"

"I want to let you see with my own eyes that I defeated Zhao Ying, became a great treasure, and achieved the Ninth Five-Year Honor."

King Jing looked far away, looking at the imperial city not far away, then turned his head and smiled, showing his white teeth: "I want you to see with your own eyes that the wife and children who came to Beijing with you were thrown into the sky prison and executed Ling Chi .”

"You Zhao Zhi, you are not human!"

Wu Jide's soul suddenly fluctuated wildly. He thought that King Jing Zhao Zhi was cruel, but he never thought that Zhao Zhi would be so cruel when he was about to become emperor, and he would target two women and children.

"Hahahaha"

King Jing Zhao Zhi waved out a beam of true energy, controlled Wu Jide's spirit to his side, and floated to one side as his body moved, and continued galloping on the horse.

"Zhao Zhi. They are just orphans and widows outside the city who are not taken in. If you let them go, they have nothing to do with me."

Wu Jide's soul kept screaming, but was drowned by Zhao Zhi's wild laughter.

After half an hour.

"Da da da"

Following a rush of horseshoes, Jing Wang Zhao Zhi led a large group of people and rushed to the outside of the imperial city moat first.

Not far away is the Jinshui Bridge in the Imperial City.

As long as he stepped onto the Golden Water Bridge first, it meant that he had won half of the battle for the dragon.

At this moment, a group of people also sprang out from Suzaku Street nearby, and the leader was Zhao Ying, King of Han.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Zhi let out a chuckle. At this time, Han Wang Zhao Ying was still miles away from the Jinshui Bridge, but he was only ten feet away.

"Brother Ying, you will be a younger brother for a day, and you will be a younger brother for the rest of your life. If you admit defeat at this point, I will spare you from my brother's love!"

Zhao Zhizhen Yuan surged, and the sound waves rolled, attacking into the distance.

Then take a step forward and step onto the Jinshui Bridge.

The large defensive array covers the entire Xuanyang City, but the most important thing is within the Imperial City.

If it is turned on, there is only one way to go on the Jinshui Bridge. If it jumps up at will, it is easy to be attacked by the big moat.

Although Zhao Zhi was cruel, he was not stupid, but he didn't want to become a dead soul under the guarding formation before he ascended the throne.

In the distance, Zhao Ying, the King of Han, was extremely anxious. The whip in his hand almost smashed the dragon-scaled horse's ass under his crotch, but it was still too late.

"Could it be that this king really has no chance?"

Zhao Ying lamented unceasingly, his face ashen.

He didn't believe King Jing Zhao Zhizhi's words, this man was extremely tyrannical, if he failed to fight for the dragon, he would definitely not be able to leave Xuanyang alive.

The face of Master Kunyang also changed. He was seeking refuge with the King of Han by opportunism, but he did not expect that he found the wrong partner.

In the grass section, Han Li took a sip of tea lightly, and asked suspiciously: "It's already at this time, if you don't make a move, the King of Han will lose."

He Pingan smiled and shook his head: "No hurry, there will be a good show soon."

Then the conversation changed, and he asked thoughtfully: "By the way, did you have contact with Tang Wang Zhao Zhong?"

Han Li was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I promised him that if I recover, I will accept him as an apprentice."

"No wonder!"

He Pingan nodded, he was a little strange at the time when Tang Wang Zhao Zhong ignored Emperor Jiaming himself when he took action against him.

It wasn't until Han Li summoned King Tang that he guessed that it was Han Li's instruction.

This shows that Han Li has been hiding in the Hall of Eternal Life for so many years, and it is not that he has done nothing.

In fact, Zhao Zhong, king of Tang Dynasty, had already been taken under his command, but Emperor Jiaming didn't know about it.

At this moment, Han Wang Zhao Ying saw that the Jinshui Bridge, which was empty just now, was suddenly crowded with people.

Countless people in ragged clothes and even injured people suddenly appeared on the Golden Water Bridge, occupying the entire Golden Water Bridge.

Jing Wang Zhao Zhi stepped out just now, but almost stepped on someone's body, he quickly stepped back and stepped back.

"Who are you waiting for?"

King Jing Zhao Zhi stood firm, looked at the crowd who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked with doubts on his face.

These people were dressed like ordinary people.

But why do ordinary people appear here?

How could it be possible for him to suddenly appear in front of his eyes, leaving him unprepared.

If it was in the past, he would have killed a group of people with one knife, quickly cutting through the mess, and beheading all these people.

But at this time, he had to be cautious. The three crazy Taoists had said before that if they disturbed and hurt the people, they would be disqualified from fighting for the dragon.

"My lord, be careful, it's an illusion!"

Zhu Ming flashed out, his chest bursting with righteousness, his eyes lit up with a white light, and he immediately saw through these people, who had been covered by illusion before, and had just removed the illusion when the King of Han appeared.

"We are all people near the Hall of Eternal Life."

An old man with a cane, dressed in a black robe, and dressed as a doctor said.

"Why are you here?"

King Jing Zhao Zhi frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Since you are a commoner, you should stay at home obediently, do your duty as a good citizen, and don't gather or go out.

In this period of chaos and turmoil, if you come to the most complicated and dangerous place at the head of Jinshui bridge, aren't you afraid of death?
"It's okay to stay at home anyway, just come to play Pai Gow and sell your skills."

The old man laughed, and then, like a magic trick, he took out several wooden tables from his sleeves and placed them on the Jinshui bridge, and immediately many people rushed over.

He played Pai Gow in a serious manner.

There are also a few common people holding swords, dancing with swords and guns, beating gongs and drums for a while, and there are many onlookers.

Surrounding the entire Jinshui Bridge tightly is a fly, and it is somewhat difficult to fly over.

This Nima Jing Wang Zhao Zhi's complexion suddenly changed. At this moment, he could see that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary person.

The long knife in his hand jumped out automatically, and was about to slash out, but the old man seemed to see the power of his long knife, and immediately got into the crowd and disappeared.

There are many people here, at least thousands of people, even the king of Jing, Zhao Zhi, is not sure that he can kill this old man without hurting other people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

In his opinion, encouraging the people to come to the Jinshui Bridge to block the way forward is nothing short of cheating.

At this time, he thought that the Dragon Rider Martial Saint in mid-air owed him an explanation.

However, after three breaths, there was no indication in midair.

"Go and try!"

King Jing Zhao Zhi signaled slightly, and ordered a second-rank martial arts monk beside him to test it out, and then added: "Don't make a move unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Yes!"

The martial arts monk nodded in agreement, then took a step forward, and landed in the crowd.

His figure is like a swimming fish, but after a few dodges, he has already surpassed the performer and stood at the head of the Jinshui Bridge.

"no problem!"

The martial arts monk turned his head and waved to Zhao Zhi, indicating that everything is normal and there is no pressure.

King Jing Zhao Zhi nodded slightly when he saw this, and was about to step into the crowd when he saw the old man with white beard and hair suddenly appearing behind the martial arts monk.

"careful!"

Jing Wang Zhao Zhi quickly reminded, the voice rushed into the thunder, and passed into the ears of the martial arts monk.

However, it was already a little late, and the old man raised his crutch in his hand, and even smiled kindly at King Jing Zhao Zhi, before dropping the crutch heavily.

"Puff."

There was a loud noise, and the martial arts monk fell under the Jinshui Bridge.

The water of the moat of the imperial city is weak water mixed with the netherworld, and everything sinks.

The martial arts monk fell into the water, before he even had time to struggle, he was submerged by the water of the moat.

King Jing Zhao Zhi's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly. This old man didn't know what his origin was. Seeing that his cultivation base was not obvious, he was elusive, and even a second-rank martial arts monk couldn't react.

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