The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

Emperor Qing looked at the huge sword hanging from the sky with a pale face, only to feel that the power of the so-called great master was so insignificant.

The gap has reached such a situation?
He was unwilling and didn't believe it, but the iron-clad facts forced him to believe it.

The eyes are full of bewilderment.

The breath of death was so clear that it enveloped his whole body.

At the last moment, a dull roar erupted from his mouth.

He was like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, bursting out with unprecedented strength.

A vast amount of terrifying true energy gushed out from every pore of his body.

He seemed to have turned into a light man, with terrifying light shining all over his body, and even the air began to distort in the explosion of the king's true energy around him.

Facing the huge sword hanging from the sky, he did not retreat but advanced.

As soon as he stepped out, the ground collapsed, and he shot out instantly like a cannonball, jumping high.

However, when the huge sword filled with golden light was hanging down, all resistance seemed so small.

In an instant, the leaping figure of Emperor Qing was shot down mercilessly, and fell deeply into the ruins.

boom!
The giant sword fell down, completely submerging Emperor Qing's figure.

The ground trembled, and the countless broken stones and ruins in the ruins turned into dust at this moment.

The magnificent Tai Chi Hall has completely disappeared from the world since then.

Even the entire ground sank into an extremely deep pothole.

Li Chengqian floated down on the stone steps not far away, and the wooden horse and ox flew into his hands, roaring.

He calmly looked at where the Tai Chi Hall used to be, and Emperor Qing lay dying in the middle of the pit.

There was blood all over his body.

The majestic and vast royal energy just now has disappeared, just like his life, dying like a candle in the wind.

If you leave him alone, it only takes a moment for this scheming, domineering and powerful emperor to die.

The scheming and scheming of the whole life is not as good as this sword.

Emperor Qing's eyes dimmed, and in a trance, a familiar figure appeared in his mind.

"Xiao Lizi, you will be a good emperor in the future!"

"Xiao Lizi, do you know what a lace newspaper is?"

"Xiao Lizi, the court officials need an independent government office to supervise them. How about calling it the Overwatch Council?"

"..."

In his life, he had calculated everything, and at the end of the day, he suddenly discovered that the days when he had never sat on the dragon chair were the happiest days for him.

If he could, he hoped that he would always be the King Cheng who was excluded.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done again.

He felt that his life was passing by quickly, and everything in front of him became more and more blurred.

Until a hand landed on his chest, a burst of vital energy stopped all of this.

Li Chengqian looked at Emperor Qing indifferently, neither sad nor happy.

After all, Emperor Qing was the biological father of his body, and killing his father was not very pleasant after all.

Moreover, since Emperor Qing was alive, handing over the throne to him with his own hands proved his orthodoxy.

This will save him a lot of trouble in the future.

In this era, the power of orthodoxy and jurisprudence has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Since he was going to gather the army of the Qing Dynasty to defeat Northern Qi in a year's time, he naturally had to pay attention to these seemingly illusory things, but they couldn't be ignored.

Moreover, he had promised Chen Pingping that even if it was to make the Overwatch Council really work for him, he would let the truth of what happened back then come to light.

In this way, Emperor Qing naturally couldn't die just like that.

Of course, even if Emperor Qing was alive, he would already be a useless person. Without the strength of the great master, he would not be able to pose any threat to him at all.

It can be said that Emperor Qing is alive and benefits nothing but no harm. If so, why does he have to be called a patricide?
Emperor Qing opened his eyes and looked at Li Chengqian calmly. He didn't resist, and he was powerless to resist, but he couldn't vomit some words.

"who are you?"

Li Chengqian looked at him and said three words lightly.

"Li Chengqian."

Hearing this, Emperor Qing seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

But after all, he didn't continue to say anything.

He is a loser, he does not understand the truth of the winner and the loser.

He understood this truth when his two elder brothers were shot into pieces by Ye Qingmei.

Some things are important, but not important.

……

In the sky above the imperial palace, almost everyone in the capital saw the terrifying giant sword piercing through the sky.

Fear, awe, curiosity, countless emotions reached their peak at this moment.

Not long after, countless officials in the entire capital left the mansion and rushed towards the palace.

In the end, a stream of people gathered on Tianhe Avenue.

Trembling over the thousands of corpses of the imperial guards outside the palace city, all the officials trembled in their hearts.

They headed towards the Tai Chi Hall as usual.

However, from a distance, they discovered with horror that the Tai Chi Hall, which usually stood high in the palace, had disappeared at this moment, as if it had been cut out of the countless palaces in the palace.

The stone steps leading to the Tai Chi Hall are also covered with cracks visible to the naked eye.

At the top, Li Chengqian sat leisurely on a stone step, without the demeanor of a prince.

On the side, Wu Zhu supported Emperor Qing indifferently, looking unhappy.

Below, Fan Jian, Lin Ruofu, and Ye Zhong were already standing peacefully with their heads bowed. Even Chen Pingping, who used to be in a wheelchair, stood in the same row as them for the first time.

His lame leg was naturally cured by Li Chengqian.

All the courtiers looked at the scene before them, and they all lined up along the stone steps one after another with great eyes.

During the whole process, no one spoke a word.

After a long time, all the courtiers stood still, Emperor Qing looked at this scene with indescribable sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes.

This is his good servant.

Ah.

After coughing twice, he spoke slowly with some relief.

"I am old and my energy is low. The prince is wise and virtuous, with both civil and military skills. Today, I will sit in the prince's place to secure the world."

The voice that was neither high nor low echoed on the stone steps, and the expressions of all the ministers changed slightly.

Along the way, although they had already made countless predictions, this scene still shocked them.

And what followed was endless silence.

Emperor Qing smiled, somewhat dispirited.

"So be it."

Li Chengqian got up and clapped his hands, attracting Eunuch Hou who was not far away.

"Take your majesty to rest."

Eunuch Hou responded with a trembling voice.

"Yes."

Not far from the Tai Chi Hall, I saw the might of the Heaven-reaching Giant Sword up close, and I knew very well how powerful this Crown Prince was.

Not long after Eunuch Hou helped Emperor Qing leave, Lin Ruofu bowed down to Li Chengqian.

"I see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

In the next second, all the officials bowed, and the voice of shouting long live was endless.

At this moment, Li Chengqian felt some kind of subtle power sweeping towards him.

But it was just a start, and there was no way to continue.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled faintly.

Not in a hurry. (end of this chapter)