Liu Qifeng died, died on the blood elephant skill that he had always been proud of. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was not until his death that he realized that there is no such thing as a true impregnable impermissible in the world! Just like a spear and a shield, where there is a thicker shield, there is a sharper spear.

The eight-character sword trick is known to be able to tear the heavens and the earth and cut through the void, although it is only the first type: breaking through the clouds and fog, and the word "breaking" is also revealed in the duel with the blood elephant gong.

Liu Qinghuan now really believes that the origin of this sword technique is extraordinary, that is, it is too difficult to change the sword momentum!

The general whole set of sword techniques, some are light and some are heavy, but the sword momentum is from beginning to end, only a change in the degree realm. However, the eight-character sword technique, each word represents a different sword momentum, but it also requires random changes between various words, and it must be smooth and smooth.

If the difficulty of the cultivation of the sword technique is only average, then the difficulty of the connection between the words can only be described as terrifying. It's already so difficult to get between two words, not to mention that the whole set is eight words! It's equivalent to kneading eight kinds of swordsmanship together, can you imagine combining "Dugu Nine Swords" and "Taiji Sword" together?

So it's no wonder that the people who practiced this sword technique before were either crazy or crazy.

The gray sword drew a half circle in the air and returned to Liu Qinghuan's hand. He looked at the sword body, which had caused some slight damage when it collided with Liu Qifeng's blood fist, and it would probably take some time to recover.

"Bang!" Liu Qifeng's body finally fell to the ground, making a loud noise, causing everyone to pause for a moment.

"Liu Xian's family......" The prince muttered, looked at Liu Qinghuan angrily, and shouted to the other monks: "Kill him for me, kill him!"

Old Ghost Qu and Demon Ye Male Cultivator glanced at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes. The prince didn't know as a mortal, but they knew that Liu Qifeng's strength was still above the two of them, but he was killed so easily, this kid surnamed Liu seemed to be difficult to deal with!

They appeared here because Liu Qifeng had the handle of the two of them in his hands, and there were indeed some favors to return in the past, so they came to help. Now that Liu Qifeng is dead, they are not only not sad, but feel relaxed and happy.

Liu Qinghuan has proved that he is very difficult to entangle, coupled with Lele behind him, Qu Lao Ghost and the male cultivator both understood each other's meaning from each other's eyes, and turned around and ran away without saying a word!

As for the mortal prince who was jumping below, they didn't bother to pay attention.

"Ah, you ......" the prince was stunned, and before he could finish his sentence, he saw that another monk he had invited had also slipped away.

This is the relationship between monks and mortals. Because of the difference in strength, even if a mortal is a royal family, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the monks. Therefore, although the crown prince invited a few monks, he had no binding force on them, and in a blink of an eye, only Zhou Guoshi was left in the original palace.

He was sent to the palace of the Song Kingdom by the Guyue Sect, and he should not have been involved in the battle for the throne, but the crown prince took out a thousand-year-old herb to beg him. Although that herb is not a spirit herb, it is quite useful if it is placed for thousands of years.

He was greedy for a while, and he was afraid that another Guyue Sect monk would return to the sect to complain. It is also a common practice in the immortal cultivation world that monks are not allowed to participate in the battle for the throne in the mortal world, so he simply did not do anything and killed the fellow disciple in one fell swoop by sneak attack.

Now Liu Qinghuan killed Liu Qifei and scared away the other three, leaving him alone. So Zhou Guoshi can't wait to go down and slap the prince to death with one palm at the moment, this time it's a big loss!

Well, he shouldn't stay here and wait for death, he should still think about how to go back and ask the sect for his guilt. Thinking about it, Zhou Guoshi also turned around and left.

The prince is completely stupid now! In the blink of an eye, all the killer weapons he prepared have run away without a trace, and there are only some Praetorian Guards left under him, which is still a fart!

"Hahaha!" The second prince laughed so hard that he almost broke his breath: "Boss, you also have today! tell you to believe in those unreliable monks, you deserve it!"

The crown prince froze to the ground, his face was dead and gray, and he did not react to the ridicule of the second prince.

"Aha, I'm laughing to death. The second prince couldn't stop laughing, and the soldiers around him also laughed.

"Whoosh!" was mixed with the faint sound of arrows breaking through the air.

"Haha...... Uhh

The arrow of an iron arrow pierced the armor on his left chest, and the blood formed a small splash of water, which spurted out with a "poof".

The second prince opened his mouth and fell on his back.

The prince looked over, and when he saw this, a little smile suddenly appeared on his dejected face, and he laughed hoarsely twice, and then slowly grew bigger, and finally turned into a maniacal laugh.

The second prince is dead, and the eldest prince is crazy.

Zhao Xian slowly lowered the longbow in his hand.

At this moment, he had mixed feelings.

He knew he had won, but he didn't expect the ecstasy. There are some joys, and some inexplicable emotions rise from the bottom of his heart, and he can't tell them clearly, so he seems to be in a trance.

Year after year, fighting for more than ten years, fighting for more than ten years, just for that position. All the scenes of the past are replayed in front of me, how many times I have seen through the other party's conspiracy and calculations, and how many times I have escaped death.

The age difference between the three brothers is not much, and after their father became seriously ill, no new siblings were born except for the three of them. And they are destined to compete with each other by birth, just like nine dogs and a mastiff, and only the last one can be left.

The royal family has no brothers, and the Son of Heaven is alone.

"Boom...... Whoa!" first came the sound of various weapons being dropped, and then the sound of heavy armor.

The soldiers who followed him all brushed the ground and knelt down towards him. They all had ecstasy on their faces, they had won, the six princes were going to be emperors, and those of them who swore to follow would have their own sub-officials in the future, and the future was bright.

And the people who originally belonged to the crown prince and the second prince all stood in mourning, and when they saw the others kneeling, they followed in a panic, and their whole bodies were trembling, not knowing when the reckoning would fall on their heads.

Zhao Xian looked at Liu Qinghuan in the air, and Liu Qinghuan was also looking down at him, his eyes were calm, and his face was not sad or happy.

"Congratulations to the six princes!" the neat voice resounded over the Daming Palace.

The eastern sky is white, and it's almost dawn.

Zhao Xian walked to the gate of the Daming Hall step by step, and everyone along the way immediately branched out into a way, and even the soldiers who had been guarding the Daming Hall also stood up, revealing the door of the hall that had been opened.

Yue Zhishan, the minister of honor and guard, bent down silently, and his leaning body never lifted.

Before walking into the palace gate, Zhao Xian glanced back. The palace's palaces are gorgeous and solemn, and the golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the morning glow.

At this moment, Zhao Xian suddenly had a strong sense of loneliness.