Invincible little uncle

Chapter 92.
"Little Uncle!"

Xia Yuxue stood in the distance wrapped in a dark golden robe, looking at Xia Guang who had just stepped out of the black hall and was about to step into the carriage, she couldn't help shouting.

"Hen Er ascended the throne today, let's go through the motions."

Xia Guang smiled gently.

"I'll let Ah Da, Ah Er go with you."

Xia Yuxue proposed to send two of her subordinates who could output and defend against Eternal Regret, so that he could feel at ease by guarding Xia Guang's side.

"No, don't forget the shadow imperial court's position, but only care about the rise and fall of the Great Zhou, regardless of the succession of emperors, and don't abolish the government for personal reasons."

Xia Guang made a reminder, and then lifted the curtain and got on the carriage, only Xia Yuxue, who frowned slightly, quietly said, "Go to hell and waste the public for private reasons".

With a slight cough, six giants in heavy armor suddenly emerged from the surrounding trees or rockery.

The future empress smiled: "Let me keep a low profile today, put on a cloak and cover your face."

Preparations are still being made here, but a tall woman in black has already sat on a tall evergreen tree on the top of the mountain, with a pair of slender jade legs swinging back and forth as the branches sway up and down, An unsheathed demon sword rests on the treetop with thick adult legs.

And this woman is holding up an instrument that is said to be able to "overlook extremely far", looking at the Fengchan platform where the emperor enthroned in the distance.

She had grown bolder since the last time she slaughtered some camels that got lost and wandered in the desert.

Hmm, my little brother might think she killed someone.

He thinks too much.

Xia Jiejie was already prepared. If the situation was not right, she...she would direct the Shadow Emperor Court to the priests in the capital. Anyway, it was not a big deal to promise them that they could go to the Zongdong Pavilion to have a look.

The enthronement place was not set in the imperial palace, but was made by the masterminds according to the situation. On the Fengchan platform outside the city, Xia Heng was dressed in a dragon robe, followed by [-] soldiers with their helmets lowered, unable to see their faces. Guo Langzi and Zhang Julu had already arranged the Fengchan altar properly.

In addition to those special guards, there are also [-] elite soldiers lined up, distributed at the bayonet.

The people of the righteous way quickly took their seats, while the people of the Demon Gate refused to enter because they were considered a threat. After receiving the hint from the passing King Shenwu, the people of the Demon Gate did not resist.

The leader of the Biyue Sect, the "Blood Fairy" Mei Ling was wrapped in a scarlet veil and winked at the passing King Shenwu, while the rest of the leaders of the Demon Sect behind her seemed to be accustomed to it. Picked delicate flowers.

"Shenwu King, do you really not want my servants to bring someone up here?" Mei Ling was obviously a little worried that the peerless martial arts she had obtained would run away.

After all, even a blind person can see that on the New Year's Fengchan Stage, only righteous people can enter, and if it's a problem, then what can the King of Divine Martial Arts do if he has three heads and six arms?

But as soon as she finished speaking, a team of people carrying shields and knives ran down the mountain road in the distance, wrapped the Shenwu King in it, and headed towards the top of the mountain together.

Righteous people took their seats one after another, with the Qishan League of Swordsmanship and the Two-day School of Buddhism and Taoism as the main ones. Use it as a clue to slay the devil in the bud!

The auspicious time has come, and the ritual of enshrining Zen will begin soon.

Ministers of civil and military affairs, and envoys from all directions to congratulate are all in place.

And people in the Zhengdao Jianghu also gave the emperor face, and they all waited for the enthronement ceremony to end.

And once it's over, it's time to see each other.

Xia Guang was sitting peacefully, with only two hundred elite soldiers from the mountain camp, headed by Zhao Hulu, standing upright beside him.

The four silent ghosts naturally would not be absent from such a prosperous age. The third dream, Ge Shulan, Yu Xiaohong, and Xue Xiao prepared their vests early and hid in the crowd.

It can be said that Xia Guang's performance will soon be passed on to the other three Yang Demons.

The surroundings of the Fengchan Temple in the east of the capital had already been cleared, so Xia Heng didn't encounter any assassins or accidents, and went through the process smoothly, and became the new emperor of the Great Zhou under the witness and congratulations of everyone.

The first thing on the mind of the new emperor was not Jiangshan Sheji, nor controlling the martial arts, but the beauties of the harem, and his brothers who were about the same age.

Thinking about it, he won't show it for the time being. At this time, according to the plan prepared by Guo Langzi, he needs to get out of the stage quickly, and then use [-] elite soldiers as a net, based on the killing array set up by the master at the Fengchan Stage However, he led these "heavenly soldiers and generals" to wait outside, and finally reaped the benefits of the fisherman.

King Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty and a group of righteous people knew it well, no one left, they all watched the emperor and the other accompanying dignitaries go away, as if today's Fengchan was a completely extra thing.

The emperor had only walked a few steps when a square-faced man in green clothes wanted to stand up, but was signaled by a man to sit down with his eyes.

It seems that the movement here alarmed the emperor who hadn't gone far, and the latter hurriedly quickened his pace. The ghost knows what will happen here in a while, and it's best to kill them all.No matter how bad it is, both sides will be hurt, so that I can start the killing array and send troops to capture.

The petty new emperor thought so.

Another moment.

People in the righteous way looked at each other, and Dong Sansheng, the master of Jiuchongshan Gate, suddenly stood up and said, "Shenwu King of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all fellow martial arts practitioners are here today, so I just asked, what kind of mistakes did that child in Baishi commit to be killed by you?" To kill with one sword?"

Xia Guang didn't answer, but just looked around and said, "If you still want to ask questions, let's talk about it together."

The Zen monk Xuan Mie got up and said, "Some time ago, the benefactor broke into my Luluo Temple alone and killed my brother. I want to ask two things. First, why did the benefactor kill the brother? Second, how did the benefactor do it?" Brother."

Xuan Ji, the abbot of Luluo Temple, is very famous in the Jianghu, and when he fights with others, he always captures the enemy in a calm and calm manner.

Between the eyebrows, Hua Changyang, the head teacher of the mountain gate, stood up and said, "King Shenwu, first of all, I would like to thank my disciple for saving his life in the desert, but I also have the same question as Master Xuan Mie, where does your strength come from?" Come, or are you still you?"

The questioning of the righteous way led by the three of them was like three sharp swords, piercing straight towards the young prince who was still sitting upright with an unwavering expression.

Xia Guanghu said: "Everyone knows the eight unique schools of the world, right? Nine Yins and Nine Yangs, Ten Thousand Swords and Green Mountains, Blood Demons Embroidered Flowers, Eight Desolations Sealing Thunder."

Zhengdao Qunhao was taken aback for a moment, wondering what the Shenwu King meant by mentioning this at this time.

If it is based on age, this Shenwu King is just their disciples, or even their grandchildren, but if it is based on status and achievements, he is indeed qualified to speak in front of them.

As for the younger generation of Jianghu young heroes and chivalrous ladies, they looked at the Shenwu King who was surrounded by hundreds of powerful guards with a little curiosity. He was wearing a black armor that did not look like a prince, but like a general, with his head held high. His loose long hair moved back in the cross wind in the mountains, but his young face showed that he was about the same age as himself and others, even younger.

At such an age, he has already reached such a height, and even the first place in the rookie list that everyone is proud of is just icing on the cake for him.

Because, he traveled three thousand miles and killed a legend.

If this legend is a member of the Demon Sect, an enemy, and a person who everyone wants to die, then it will be a good story through the ages, but unfortunately it is not, he killed a compassionate abbot.

There was regret in everyone's eyes, and gloating at the same time
(End of this chapter)