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Chapter 253: Defeated the masters of three academies in a row, frightened the three gods, and the emperor's destiny was "Martial Saint"

Above the imperial city.

The sky-wide rain of arrows triggered by the Dragon Arm Crossbow of the Great Flame Forbidden Army turned into foam and shattered into pieces with a wave of Lu Mingyuan's big hand.

Tight and thick black shields were neatly lined up in front of the palace to resist Lu Mingyuan's attack.

The soldiers of Dayan were fully armed, and through the gaps in their airtight helmets, they stared coldly at the prince who launched the mutiny.

They only listen to the court's orders and will not be moved by Lu Mingyuan's words.

The leader was an armored man who looked mighty and strong, with a fierce face, revealing strong muscles and ferocious tattoos, one dragon and one tiger.

Holding the red tasseled spirit spear with the phantom roaring like a tiger and a dragon roaring, his body stood like a divine nail in front of the imperial city, guarding Ouchi.

This person is Wu Feng, one of the top ten masters in the university. He is nicknamed "Dragon and Tiger across the river".

He was originally from a poor family, but he had considerable talent in martial arts. He became a disciple of the martial arts academy in the Taibai Holy Mountain and was a true disciple of the gun god Pei Wuxi. After coming down from the mountain, he passed the martial arts training in the 21st year of Longyi two hundred years ago. The number one scholar was selected as a bodyguard by Emperor Wuzong and went on an expedition to the Northern Kingdom. He was later escorted back to Beijing for violating military discipline.

Wu Feng couldn't answer, and another mouthful of hot blood gushed out from his heart.

One by one, the court masters lined up in front of Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at them and found that Luo Ying was not between them, and asked, "Where is Qing Ying?"

In an instant, dragons and tigers roared in unison, a roaring sound appeared at the head of the gun, and an awe-inspiring dragon and tiger martial arts body emerged.

The royal family was kind to him, and it was his responsibility to protect the palace, but the people of Great Yan were also the ones he had always protected.

Wu Feng's face was serious, and he looked at Prince Dayan in front of him with sharp eyes, and then asked: "The return of the prince's troops to the court is a great achievement, why do you want to rebel?"

"Since Master Luoshan has taken action, the poor Taoist will naturally not be able to lag behind."

Wu Feng felt that this question was extremely difficult to answer, and it immediately put him in a dilemma.

"How much is Wu Zongfeng's salary? Why do you work so hard for your father?"

"I hope all the monks in the world will help me to defeat the traitors of Great Yan Buchen!"

Lu Mingyuan moved his fingers, lifted Wu Feng's strong body, and said luckily: "If the person who rushes into the palace tomorrow to kill the emperor is one of my fellow citizens of Dayan, will you stop me?"

Lu Mingyuan said calmly, arousing the anger of the person in front of him.

However, at this moment, a muscular man with a short head who was gearing up walked out of the crowd behind Lu Mingyuan, looking excited and smiling:

"Wu Zongfeng, why don't you ask me why my father rebelled?"

Wu Feng had a sweet taste in his throat and said hoarsely: "You are traitors to a country. I serve the country and the people, so why should I say more?"

Wu Feng was blasted away, knocking away many Great Flame Forbidden Soldiers holding black shields, making a "bang" sound, and then smashed on the gate of the imperial city, spitting out a large mouthful of blood!

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan looked solemn and stood at the top of the city, facing the splendid and magnificent imperial palace and speaking to the entire imperial capital:
"The Prince of Dayan, Lu Mingyuan, could not bear to have Taizu's inheritance fall into the hands of a treacherous king. Now, on behalf of Mr. Qi, he seeks justice for the current emperor and the entire world."

The voice is like a big bell of Honglu, shocking people's hearts!

Just the two of them, Lord Worshiping the Moon and Luo Shengmiao, can hold back four top masters.

Now that he has reached the eleventh realm, he is a warrior in the Ascension Realm.

It seems that he still wants to fight again.

"Why does His Highness need to take action? Just leave them to your subordinates. Your Highness can just go to the palace as soon as possible."

Among the Dauchi monks, someone recognized this person and frowned: "Luo Shengmiao, the master of Luoshui Cave Heaven, Jinting Mountain? He has the Luoshui Divine Fist, a genius who proved the Tao with his fists a hundred years ago."

Wu Feng yelled and shouted: "How presumptuous! Don't be rude to the Holy One!"

One dragon and one tiger, their heads shattered.

"For the country and the people? Okay, I just want to ask you a question. If you can answer it, I will let you live."

Lu Mingyuan stretched out his fists, walked in Tai Chi steps, and slowly launched a great wild mountain-shaking fist against the dragon and tiger dharma body.

A gun in hand is like a shooting star, and the gun is like a dragon.

But some people regretted his martial arts training, so he was favored by Ouchi. His peerless marksmanship was honed on the battlefield and he was invincible. In a hundred years, he was invincible. With his strong martial arts, he finally became one of the ten Ouchi leaders. one.

Wu Feng snorted coldly: "Vulgar words are unacceptable to the ears!"

The shadow instantly disappeared.

Lu Mingyuan looked at him and asked slowly.

Many figures flashed, and black shadows floated.

Lu Mingyuan walked steadily, with an indifferent expression, speaking as he walked;

The Master of Worshiping the Moon sent a message: "Lord Qingying, you have already led people to the East Palace Mansion, and we will soon be able to rescue the trapped princess and others."

Lu Mingyuan threw him to the ground, looked indifferently at the other Ouchi masters standing on the top of the palace, clapped his hands and said:
"Let's go together."

"puff!"

"Which expert in the capital are you? Why are you guarding the city gate here? Do you have a high salary?"

He staggered and barely stood up, his internal organs seemed to be displaced and broken.

A Taoist with the mark of Ming Yue between his eyebrows walked out with a whisk in hand and said with a smile.

"The last general is Wu Feng, one of the masters in the palace. On the orders of the Holy One, he came to capture His Highness and send him to Zhao Prison!"

Lu Mingyuan stretched his muscles and nodded: "Okay, in that case, they will be left to you."

"Your Highness, don't worry!"

Boxing Master Luo Shengmiao was the first to strike out, his mouth buzzing and trembling:

"When I punch out, the waves crash onto the shore, the dragon bows its head, and the Luo River is boundless!"

As soon as these words were spoken, water ripples appeared in the space of heaven and earth. In a blink of an eye, the secrets of boxing were like the Milky Way coming into the world. A huge dragon phantom flew out and bombarded the wall of the imperial city.

The Moon Worshiper flicked his fly whisk, turned the Dao Seal, carved the talisman and seal in his palm, and suddenly chanted: "Mingyue Dao Dharma."

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the border soldiers who followed Lu Mingyuan also launched a charge towards the Great Yan Forbidden Army.

That's right.

The troops brought back by Lu Mingyuan were not the old, weak and sick soldiers who went to Beiguan.

They were the powerful generals under the command of the King of Zhenbei, a total of fifty thousand troops, all of whom were born warriors and had great vitality.

They changed their armor and costumes, pretended to be the original army, and successfully sneaked into the capital!

all of these.

It was all Lu Mingyuan's plan.

Alone, I came to the capital.

It was just to make my father lower his guard.

In fact, the real reinforcements are still behind.

"Your Highness, leave this to us! Just go to the palace!"

The Dao Alliance Qi practitioners, martial arts masters, capable people and strangers from the Dayan Mountains and Rivers List who followed, Yao Guang, Li Exi, Yu Linglong and others stepped forward one after another.

With their help.

Lu Mingyuan quickly broke through the blockade of many monks in the imperial city.

With luck, he used his martial arts magical power to open the bridge of heaven and earth that connects Dantian. He swallowed the power of heaven and earth with one palm, and the wisps of raging fire energy were like fireflies hitting the wall. They were brilliant and bright.

Just one palm.

Then the huge human wall was blasted away, causing the entire imperial city to collapse, and the city protection formation was slowly moving.

suddenly.

Between the sky and the earth, a rainbow light flickered, and three figures stood in front of Lu Mingyuan.

There is an old man in Confucian robes with a face as red as red dates. On the left and right stands a general wearing armor and a sword, with a civet cat squatting on his shoulders. He has a brave appearance. The other is a tall woman wearing a large palace skirt and her temperament seems to be eternally youthful. The mind is quite good, and the whole body is filled with misty water vapor. The old man in a Confucian shirt was very polite. He made a compilation towards Lu Mingyuan and said loudly: "Little old man, the Chief of the City God of the Imperial Capital City God's Temple, pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."

The sword-wielding general said calmly: "Golden Body Temple, one of the ten statues of the Martial Temple."

"The Water God of the Imperial Capital."

The tall woman's voice was cold, and her jade face and red lips revealed a cold air that could not be heard from thousands of miles away.

The three of them are all famous landscape gods within a thousand miles of Dayan Capital City.

They were canonized by Great Yan, so they naturally had to protect them. If they dared to fear the enemy or deliberately hide their strength, their golden bodies would be smashed into pieces afterwards, buried in the dragon veins, and become the nourishment of Great Yan's luck. The temple would be removed from the list and forgotten by the world. , this is almost the end.

"You dare to stop me? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Lu Mingyuan asked.

The sword-wielding general had a generous expression and said in an ethereal voice: "I died once in battle for the Great Yan during my lifetime. Now I have to enjoy the incense for hundreds of years. I will fight to protect the imperial city even if my golden body is shattered."

There is nothing wrong with these gods of mountains and rivers helping the monarchs of the dynasty to keep an eye on them and restraining the forces of the three religions in various states.

But blocking Lu Mingyuan's path now was the biggest sin.

He looked at the three human gods and said in a solemn voice: "Although you are the body of the Yin God at the peak of the eleventh level of cultivation, but now the great Yan national destiny is no longer as glorious as it used to be, and your Qi will follow the national destiny. It has long been It’s better than before. If we retreat now, there is still a chance of survival.”

These righteous gods have done a great job in protecting the people of the place, and they are not evil people.

If the killing is carried out at will, the energy of the land will be shaken, and the ghosts and ghosts will be in commotion.

Lu Mingyuan, who originally wanted to be reasonable, gave up the idea instantly when he saw the three people's attitude of looking forward to death.

He sighed and said, "That's all."

Lu Mingyuan's momentum was majestic, like a waterfall falling straight down. He no longer concealed it, and was exposed without reservation. The Thousand Machines Blood God Jade that could conceal Qi became dim at this moment.

The Thousand Machines Blood God Jade was originally designed to suppress the surging martial arts mania in Lu Mingyuan.

In the cold palace, he lives his life with his tail between his legs, wearing the Thousand Machines Blood God Jade, just to be too dazzling and be noticed by others about his true cultivation level.

Now if you want to break into the imperial city, you can only let go of your hands and feet.

This horrifying aura instantly caused the expressions of the three human gods to change.

The entire imperial city was shaken violently, and a towering martial arts body was raised that covered the sky and the sun.

A fully formed man in gluttonous unicorn armor jumped out of the ground, his whole body blazing with fire. The ground cracked, and the lava fire gushed out, burning all the evil spirits and evil spirits in the world!
A hundred-foot-tall flaming sword stands across the sky, with a thousand-foot-tall Dharma body, domineering and unparalleled, like a demon lord.

"If it's before the sword falls, you still have room to regret."

The ethereal sound sounded from the nine heavens, like the countdown to death.

The Water Goddess stood on the top of the imperial city with a dazed look in her eyes, looking up at this majestic and huge Dharmakaya, and murmured:
"It's really too strong. It's unreasonable."

The one who used to be in the cold palace.

Have you grown to this point now?
She suddenly remembered something and said to the two gods beside her: "Wait a minute. I still had a fate with the sixth prince Lu Mingyuan in the past, and maybe we can still get along with him."

The old man in Confucian shirt at the City God's Temple noticed her thoughts and advised: "You have to think carefully. If Prince Yan passes by, we will have no place in Dayan, and we will basically be dead."

The Water Goddess smiled lightly and said, "What if he succeeds?"

General Saber asked in a deep voice: "Do you think he can succeed?"

"Do you want to die now?"

The Water Goddess asked calmly.

The sword general suddenly fell into silence.

The entrance to the palace.

The entire palace suddenly trembled, and a cloud of dust rose up.

The princes were shocked. In the palace, they heard the rude noises of many officials outside, which made many people realize that something was wrong, but they did not know what happened.

They came to the Great Flame Dragon Wall with doubts. A handsome man in a python robe came to the Shengming Palace with a knife. Behind him, lying on the ground, were all palace guards.

The hearts of the princes were greatly shocked, and an unreal feeling emerged in their hearts.

In the 369th year since the founding of Dayan, apart from the founder of the country, Emperor Taizu, who was comparable to the Human Emperor, was there anyone else who could break into the palace and confront the emperor?

not even one!

At this moment, even these capable civil servants who are able to plan thousands of miles away with their composure, old foxes who have been ups and downs in the officialdom for decades, and ministers with unfathomable methods in the city have no way to use other forces to fight against this force. Unparalleled power.

At the same time, he was unable to calm down his mood, and each of them looked extremely frightened, angry, frightened, confused, and confused.

After Lu Mingyuan broke through the obstacle of the imperial city.

An orange brilliance appeared before his eyes.

"Respecting the Purple Life Prime Minister - Qilin Martial Master, the refining rate increases to 100%."

"Promoted to Emperor Orange Fate - Martial Saint"

"Emperor Orange Life Sign - Martial Saint, the refining rate increases by 10%"

"Emperor Orange's Fate (Martial Saint): I would like to ask the immortals in the sky, who can come to this world? When a martial artist in this world looks up at me, it is like seeing the ancestor."

"The refining degree reaches 10%, and the destiny trait - Zhenwu (Elementary) is unlocked"

"True Martial Arts (Elementary): A continent's martial arts luck can overwhelm a country. Your martial arts talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, your martial arts luck is unparalleled in the world, and there are no bottlenecks in martial arts practice. Your martial arts cultivation speed is a hundred times faster than before, and you can absorb the energy of other martial artists. Luck, growth in cultivation.”

"Another Emperor Orange destiny."

Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath and looked at the fate of the "Martial Saint" in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

He has already fully realized the power of the purple "Kilin Warrior". What effect does the Emperor Orange Fate have?
When Lu Mingyuan looked at the palace again, many awe-inspiring Confucian mantras and methods rang in his ears.

"Lu Mingyuan, do you want to rebel?"

"As a son of man, how dare you contradict the king!"

"How presumptuous! This is Shengming Palace, no place for you to act wild!"

Lu Mingyuan was unmoved, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were like wrinkleless lake water, calm and calm, and he spoke loudly:

"Masters Gonggun and Yanchen Lulu, do you really have a clear conscience?!"

But in an instant, everyone's voices were drowned out.

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Following this deafening roar, a blade of light roared past, seeming to nail Emperor Yong'an to the Great Flame Dragon Wall.

The princes followed him away with the light of the sword, looking up at the iron-blooded emperor who had dominated the court and the public for more than sixty years.

Emperor Yong'an didn't know when he had calmly stepped onto the Great Flame Dragon Wall.

He stamped his big foot, and a golden ripple appeared. He said coldly:

"Niezi, you know nothing about all the great forces in this world."

The entire capital city was shaking.

At the same time, a majestic golden dragon shadow rose from the dragon wall. He lowered his head and looked coldly at Lu Mingyuan below. A mighty force rushed over and lifted the blade away.

Even if you resist with all your strength, it is very difficult.

At the same time, there is a lot of mystery in the vast area on the mezzanine between the imperial city and the imperial palace in Dayan Capital. Among them are twelve golden giants in golden armor, one hundred meters high, with dazzling golden eyes.

The mechanical sound sounded slowly.

Click and turn.

There are bells ringing in the Vajra Temple and Sanskrit sounds curling up. Purple mist rises from the incense burner in Leichi Taoist Temple, and the incense condenses into a huge golden talisman.

In front of the ten-foot-long drum at the entrance of Denwen Drum Courtyard, in the water under the stepped stone arch bridge, a snake-like giant flowed past, causing ripples.

(End of this chapter)