Ye Jiming nodded slightly and disappeared into the Ancestral Temple.

…

The death of Taichang Qing Wang Wang completely shattered the only hope that the court officials had for Emperor Chongming.

Before Xu Xing led the Simingshan rebels to reach Shenjing, he had already received no less than a thousand letters of surrender. From the first-rank officials to the ninth-rank sesame officials, almost all the officials of the imperial court in Beijing had written.

One basket after another they moved to his handsome tent.

"Emperor Chongming is unpopular and his emperor is too strict..."

"Even his brother-in-law wrote a letter of surrender to Mr. Ming, expressing his kindness back then."

Gong Yangyi is responsible for sorting out the surrender letters.

He picked out a letter signed [Night Watch Division Commander Liu] and handed it to Xu Xing.

"Four years later..."

"The eighth-grade official back then became the King of Punishment today."

"If Emperor Chongming has another chance, Mr. Gongyang, do you think he will regret it?"

Xu Xing rode on his horse and looked up at Shenjing in the distance.

As the capital of Fengxi Kingdom, the scale of Shenjing is second to none among all the cities in the world. At this moment, the rebel soldiers and horses were about twenty-five miles away from Shenjing, and they could already see the towering, mountain-like green and black city walls.

Under the setting sun, this fortified city stood solemnly on the plain, shining like a golden city.

For such a fortified city, Xu Xing only had 200,000 rebels in his hands. Even if there were 500,000, it would be difficult to break through the siege.

But it has always been easier to defend a city than to defend a human heart.

Emperor Chongming had lost the hearts of all the officials in the court, and even with the impregnable city of Shenjing, he could not hold it back.

"You should regret it..."

"Back then, Duke Ming worked conscientiously in court, but he was treated as a scapegoat."

"This is the fault of Emperor Chongming for his oversight..."

Gong Yangyi praised Xu Xing.

He didn't expect that the journey to Shenjing would be so smooth.

The pass guards opened the city one by one without any resistance, seemingly convinced that Xu Xing was the right one.

"No!"

"I thought that he would not regret it, but would say that the ministers misunderstood him."

Xu Xing sneered several times.

The corruption of Taipu Temple War Horse was obviously not his fault, but the long-standing malpractice of the country. It's just that Emperor Chongming didn't care about the life or death of a small official like him, so he executed him at will to silence Youyou's mouth.

At this time, he has 200,000 rebel troops in hand...

Emperor Chongming would never be allowed to hang himself to death easily.

Peeling last grass, owl-headed wine vessel...

One after another, one after another, he will never forget the deep hatred.

…

Half an hour later.

The Siming Mountain rebels finally arrived at the foot of Shenjing City.

"That's Xu Ni?"

On the city, Emperor Chongming was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

Holding his hand on the battlements, he looked down at the Siming Mountain Rebel Army, which was densely packed with red flags and the word "Xing" embroidered on the flags. Then he pointed at a scholar in green robes standing in front of the military formation, and then turned his attention to

The palm print eunuch Li Enlu.

In the 22nd year of Chongming, Li Enlu was sent to Guanxi Province as an envoy and met Xu Xing.

"Your Majesty..."

"That person is Xu Ni."

Li Enlu took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and replied.

Just today, he also presented a letter of surrender to Xu Xing and went out with the Tiqi commanded by Commander Liu. At this moment, Emperor Chongming didn't want to stay in the palace properly and insisted on supervising the battle in person, so he dragged him along...

If the filling is leaked later...

"Then his death has come."

A sneer appeared on Emperor Chongming's lips.

"Death date?"

Li Enlu didn't know what kind of hysteria Emperor Chongming was suffering from.

Now that King Xingtian is at the right time, the right place and the right people, how can it be possible that he is approaching his death date?

However--

The next moment, he was shocked.

I saw a white-haired man accompanying Emperor Chongming suddenly jump down from the city. Just when he thought that this man was seeking death for his country, a flash of green light appeared under the feet of the white-haired man, and on his hands

There was also an extra flying sword, and it stabbed directly at Xu Xing...

When he was two arrows away, he threw the flying sword in his hand.

And he stood still in the sky.

The flying sword turned into a rainbow!

"Fairy?"

"Immortal?"

"Is it an immortal?"

The imperial officers and soldiers on the city and the Simingshan rebels below the city all showed shock on their faces.

Although the guard camp around Xu Xing responded and formed a shield array for protection, their iron shields were cut apart like tofu by a slight touch from the flying sword, making them extremely fragile.

The iron shields shattered one by one, and the flying swords pointed directly at Xu Xing's heart.

Buzz!

A dull bell sounded.

A scene that surprised everyone appeared again.

An old monk in gray robes instantly stood in front of Xu Xing, transforming into an eight-armed king, holding a rainbow-like flying sword between his palms.

Clamped by two palms emitting golden light.

Feijian kept whining.

Gradually failing.

"Xu Xing lives in the body of a Ming king and has the status of a king. The Song family cannot be bullied!"

The gray-robed old monk wiped out the spirit of the flying sword with his palms and said:

As soon as these words came out.

Emperor Chongming, who was standing on the city, instantly collapsed to the ground and lost his mental support.

When Ye Jiming saw that the flying sword was damaged, he also wanted to control the flying light and leave.

However, just as he turned around, a three-foot-long bright yellow sword energy approached him, directly piercing his white clothes and scratching his arm.

Little bits of red blood sprinkled from the air.

"Great Imperial Court Sword Qi?"

"How can this be?"

Ye Jiming turned his head and looked at Xu Xing, who was standing on the horse, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Imperial Court Sword Code" is the top innate martial arts, and it is also quite good in Feiyu Immortal Palace. Although he has better innate martial arts than this "Imperial Court Sword Code", Xu Xing is only under the age of thirty.

, not only reached the innate realm, but also cultivated the Great Emperor's Sword Qi. This talent is truly terrifying.

"Great Imperial Court Sword Qi?"

"This understanding and qualification..."

The gray-robed old monk was also shocked.

Originally, he thought that Xu Xing, with his Ming Dynasty body, was already considered to be one of the best among men.

But Ming Wang Physique obviously only improves the internal and external skills of practicing Buddhism, and does not... enhance the practice of "Imperial Court Sword Code".

Xu Xing, who was standing on horseback, was calm and collected.
To be continued...