On Longqiao Avenue, Zhao Feng's blood flowed to both sides due to the slope of the road drainage design. His python robe was stained red, and the blood of the noble son of the Tian family spattered on the street.

This is something that is unheard of. Even if it were a direct descendant of a true king in the spiritual world, it would not be possible for him to be killed in the street.

But today, not only did someone actually take action, but they also killed him in front of the real king's incarnation.

Gu Wen took out the jade pendant from Zhao Feng's corpse, waved it in front of Emperor Daojun, and put it into the Qiankun bag.

After five years, the property was finally returned to its original owner.

mad!

It’s so crazy!

As a result, Lu Chan, who is a descendant of the Demon Sect, ran out of the room barefoot, put her feet on her feet and looked out to see Gu Wen's figure with her own eyes. Dressed in black and red, she faced the true king directly with a spear in hand.

The three sects and nine sects have different styles. Among them, the Demonic Sect, because of its casual style, often commits crimes and fights with fellow sects. Demonic monks are not only good at using power, but also the most rebellious against power.

He Huan covered his face, he could already imagine Gu Wen's fate.

The Dao Lord Emperor is the top true monarch in the world. At the same time, the law is integrated into the dragon veins of the Great Qian, carrying the weight of the world, and the limit of heaven on him is weakened. Maybe it is only 10%, but for the true monarch, a slight weakening is enough to move thousands of people. times the power.

He took out the sect's token, and a ray of spiritual thought flew out of the Immortal Land. Then he received an extremely stern rejection and a warning to him.

The True Lord's spiritual thoughts were so strong that He Huan was dizzy when he heard them coming from outside. He couldn't help complaining: "If you don't save me, I won't save you. Why are you so cruel?"

"Brother He is very familiar with him?" Murong Suyue asked in surprise.

She had known He Huan for many years, but it seemed that she had never heard him mention the world of mortals.

He Huan smiled bitterly and said: "It would be better if I saved him, but this guy is too capable of causing trouble."

Not only did he kill Zhao Feng, but he did so in front of the Dao Lord and Emperor. Even if he wanted to sell his favor, he couldn't afford the cause and effect, and the sect was unwilling to spend a big price to invest in a genius in the art of war and magic.

And whether the sect can save Gu Wen from Emperor Daojun is still questionable.

"Fellow Taoist Murong, do you have any ideas?"

He Huan remembered the identity of the other party, the second heir of the military strategist Qianlong Villa. Didn't they Qianlong Villa also refine guns?

Murong Suyue raised the small hammer in her hand and said: "I contacted the sect when he just entered Longqiao. The ancestor said that he could not defeat Emperor Daojun."

A genius with no sect in martial arts, who still uses a gun, has left the Qianlong Villa outside. Originally, Murong Suyue thought this was a good opportunity. The real body of Daojun Emperor could not leave the palace, and he had to pay some price to say Maybe he can be rescued.

But now that Zhao Feng is dead, Emperor Daojun will definitely take action regardless of the cost.

The eyes of all parties are focused on Longqiao Avenue, and they know that everything is irreversible.

"Did you kill him?"

The golden body of the true king slowly fell to the ground, his facial features were blurred, and he was dressed in Taoist robes. His voice was not the sound of words, but a kind of fluctuation of magic power.

There is almost no emotion, but for those with cultivation level, it is deafening and the ears are slightly buzzing. Even if an extremely powerful person just makes a sound, it has such momentum.

"Yes, I killed him."

Gu Wen nodded calmly and answered.

He felt that the tsunami-like fluctuation of mana in front of him was just an incarnation, and the sense of oppression given to him was several times stronger than that of Feng Baizhou. Zhao Feng and Feng Baizhou were mediocre, but the emperor who had already become the true king was definitely not.

I can't compete at the moment, but just because I can't beat him doesn't mean I can't run away.

In the final analysis, it is just an incarnation, and wisps of mana are squeezed by the mysterious sky and leak out uncontrollably.

"This can be considered karma. I killed hundreds of Gu family members, and the last of my blood died in the hands of your only son named Gu."

Emperor Daojun was terrifyingly calm. He leaned over and reached out to touch the blood flowing from Zhao Feng's remains. He rubbed his fingers slightly and said as if in memory:

"It is rare for practitioners to have heirs in the second level, and in the fourth level, it is unheard of except for me. My ability to give birth to children is also one of the opportunities to become an immortal. A dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the nine sons do not become a dragon, and this ninth son originally

There is a glimmer of hope."

"Dead, dead can no longer die."

Gu Wen stepped on Zhao Feng's body without hesitation, kicked the body away, and showed the intestines and internal organs to Emperor Daojun.

Not even the last remaining warmth was left, and even the soul was crushed to pieces by Gu Wen with the Heart Sword, leaving no room left.

"Is it possible that the Zhao family is really the Heavenly family, and can it be saved in this way?"

"Now that he is indeed dead, I am helpless." Emperor Daojun nodded, and then saw that Gu Wen was surrounded by the red dragon dharma image, with mana surging around him, ready to escape at any time.

He asked back: "But you can't leave, I want you to stay in Bianjing."

"hehe."

Gu Wen had no intention of staying, and he didn't even want to fight with the incarnation of Emperor Daojun.

He has done what he can to the limit of what he can do, and the only thing left is to think about escaping unscathed, and to come back to take revenge against the true king in the future.

The time he needs to grow is not tens of millions of years, and Emperor Daojun is not going to die soon.

"Gu family Gu Wen."

Emperor Taojun raised his hand and an imperial edict flew over. The energy of the dragon's veins surged. He held the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth and the sound spread hundreds of miles.

"In the five years of Qianlong, I have exhausted the principles of heaven and earth, and used the power of the ancient sages. Today I killed the prince, destroyed the country, the country, and the country. In accordance with the cause and effect, I succeeded to the throne. Zhao Wei gave up his surname to Gu."

Successor to the throne?

The geniuses of all the forces were stunned. They all thought that Gu Wen would be killed by the Tao Lord Emperor, or that the True Lord would end up behind Gu Wen, which would lead to a fight between the True Lords.

But I never thought that Emperor Daojun would actually appoint Gu Wen as the crown prince?

What's going on? He just killed Zhao Feng. The prince was killed in the street. If word spread, it will make Daqian's precarious fate even worse. Countless peasant uprisings will break out without the intervention of various sects.

No matter what period of the dynasty, the outbreak of uprisings has never stopped, and the impact only depends on whether the court can suppress it.

Gu Wen didn't expect it either. He looked at the imperial edict suspended in front of him and said, "Are you crazy?"

"It's just that everything has returned to its original track. You are the protector of the Sanqing Dao Sect. This should belong to you, but you always have to pay a price to get something back."

There was no emotion in Emperor Daojun's voice. Maybe he had a little love for Zhao Feng, but now it was just a pile of rotten flesh to him.

When a person dies, the Tao disappears, and when a person dies, the government ceases.

Now that he has seen Gu Wen's talent, he is more suitable than Zhao Feng to bear the weight of the Dragon Vein. Gu Wen will succeed the crown prince and cede the Zhao family's kingdom to the Gu family, so that he can break away from the shackles of the Dragon Vein and at the same time will not destroy the relationship with the Dragon Vein. The relationship between the Taoist sects of the Three Qing dynasties.

Emperor Daojun could see that all of Gu Wen's skills, except for the art of war and martial arts, came from the Yuqing sect.

The joiner of the Yuqing Sect is the Taoist Heavenly Girl, who is at the top of the Heavenly Ranking.

"Becoming the crown prince of Da Qian, I will only have a good relationship with you."

"The one-word king will be promoted to heir again?"

Gu Wen stretched out his hand to grab the imperial edict, and it seemed that the limit on him had been lowered. He vaguely understood why Emperor Daojun could intimidate all parties.

Emperor Taojun ignored the dumbfounded looks of everyone on the side, and praised his son-killing enemy without hesitation: "Three-fold perfect Taoist foundation, military art, all of them are worthy of this position."

At this time, people from all parties realized that they were too shocked by Gu Wen's actions and too concerned about the other party's arrogance, but they overlooked one point.

To be able to grow up to this point under the eyes of the Zhao family is such a talent.

Gu Wen asked, "What if I don't?"

Emperor Daojun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Gu Wen wanted to refuse. He was not angry and said: "The battle between Dao and Dao does not happen overnight, but it is a blood feud. You will have thousands of years in the future, and you will still care about the blessings of mortals for hundreds of years." loess?"

"Maybe you're right. It's true for you gods. But I don't know how much of my true intentions I have now when I get to that point."

The corner of Gu Wen's mouth raised slightly. He looked at Emperor Daojun and asked again: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will surpass you in the future and be trampled under my feet like a puddle of rotten meat on the ground?"

People with an absolute advantage will not negotiate terms, just like Gu Wen will not negotiate business with roadside vendors.

Moreover, this shaky throne may only have disadvantages. If it sounds good, giving in, but if it sounds bad, it is just like using one's own destiny to refine a jade pendant.

"The future is just the future, and this is good for both you and me."

Emperor Daojun tried to persuade him again, but he saw that Gu Wen had already let go, and the imperial edict fell into Zhao Feng's internal organs, staining it with blood.

"Zhao has been poisoning the world for hundreds of years. He has written all the bamboo slips in Nanshan, not even a single one of the ten thousand sins. The waves of the East China Sea can't wash away the sins. Although I am clothed in cloth, there is no stain on it. Daqian is worthy of me. Are you wearing clean clothes?"

"Are you the only good person in the world?" Emperor Daojun asked back, taking a step forward as if a sacred mountain were falling. "Are you the only one who is good, the only one who is clean, and the only one who is righteous?"

"Justice comes from the human heart. If there is no justice in the world, I will be just."

Gu Wen took two steps forward. The distance between the two of them was only half a step. The dragon-veined yellow dragon lay prone in the sky, and the killing and calamity red dragon raised its head and roared.

"What a pity, you are so talented."

Emperor Daojun waved his sleeves and turned to leave. The king did not raise his troops, but raised his troops to ambush millions of corpses.

On the contrary, it is also a backlash.

Boom!

A golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and a golden man with a height of 100 feet stepped into the city from the outer city, wearing golden armor, a mountain halberd, and the appearance of the true king.

The Wansheng Gate in the north of Bianjing's outer city slowly opened, with thousands of horses galloping, fierce warriors like a sea, and murderous intent.

The person at the front is riding a tall black horse and wearing animal-faced armor. He is three feet tall, has a fierce face, and thick eyebrows like knives.

"General Zhen Guozhu, who has been guarding the border for ten years after hearing about people's martial arts, is now returning to the court to fight against evil and put an end to the chaos."

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To be continued...