The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 740 The Grand Finale (17)
Finally one day, the people who were stunned by hunger all rushed to the street, confronted the army who was also hungry, and had to take the opportunity to open the city gate. The armies of the two imperial dynasties outside the city had already made sufficient preparations. To appease the hungry people, on the one hand, they took the opportunity to rush into the city.

The ferocious armies of the two imperial dynasties entered Cangdu like an uninhabited city. Nearly a million troops fought all the way to the foot of Cangqiong Mountain where the Cangqiong Emperor's Palace was located. Fan Fengliu gave an order before stopping the attack and surrounded Cangqiong Mountain. It's leaking.

Fanfengliu climbed up Cangqiong Mountain step by step, followed by Mu Zhaoming, Xiao Jintian, and Bo Qing, followed by Gu Rusi representing the ancient family, Yu family in the Qing Dynasty, Lingju representing the ASEAN, and the most unexpected thing is that Nangong Xintian represented It turned out to be the Bo family, because he was also a member of the Bo family.

Then came the generals of the two dynasties, the vanguard army, and the 100 million troops stationed at the foot of the mountain.

They all followed Fan Fengliu and climbed step by step to the Cangqiong Mountain, which symbolized the imperial power of the Cangqiong Emperor, and it was also the location of the dragon veins of the Cangqiong Emperor, destroying its dragon veins and robbing its luck.

Climbing up the 99 stone steps, Fan Fengliu was wearing a purple-gold battle armor, holding a purple-silver shimmering Shang in his hand, standing in front of the Sky Palace with mighty might, the incomparably powerful coercion forced into the Sky Palace, The sky courtiers in the palace couldn't help feeling an urge to bow down.

This is the real strong man, the real majesty of the emperor. The courtiers were excited, but they dared not show it on their faces.

But looking at Xuandi Murong Tongtian who was sitting in the dragon chair, who had no majesty of an emperor, and who was more and more like an ordinary old man, he couldn't help feeling a burst of deep contempt.

It was the prime minister who broke the silence first, and only heard him say indifferently: "Your Majesty, Emperor Shang, Emperor Tian, ​​and Emperor Jing are already outside the palace. Will Your Majesty fight or surrender?"

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the hall couldn't help commotion.

Is the prime minister asking too directly?But having said that, at this moment, His Majesty has no way out, anyway, it's a knife anyway, why not just do it.

Murong Tongtian looked at his prime minister in surprise, and the prime minister also looked at him.

Suddenly they clapped their hands, and saw two eunuchs walking in, each holding a tray with a sword on it, and a white silk, a glass of wine, and a dagger on the other tray.

The prime minister said indifferently: "If your majesty is a real emperor, please pick up the sword; if you are the emperor's stain, please kill yourself, white silk, poisoned wine, dagger, please choose as soon as possible, and don't waste everyone's time."

The choice between war and suicide, Mr. Prime Minister said very harshly.

But these are the only two paths His Majesty can choose, and everyone in the hall immediately understood the meaning of this.

Murong Tongtian looked down at Murong Xu, but Murong Xu lowered his head, not daring to look into Murong Tongtian's eyes, and finally Murong Tongtian withdrew his gaze in disappointment.

If it was Sheng'er, he would definitely fight on behalf of his father, and if it was Sheng'er, he would definitely not be like Wuji, leaving him missing at a critical moment, Murong Tongtian's eyes were filled with deep regret.

Fan Fengliu didn't let people urge him. No matter how long it took, the result would not change. The armies of the Huaxia and Dazhen imperial dynasties stepped on Cangqiong Mountain, and the Cangqiong imperial dynasty had perished.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of heavy footsteps finally sounded.

Murong Tongtian walked out of the main hall and walked straight to the opposite of Fan Fengliu, followed by the surprised civil and military officials, because they saw Xiao Jintian and Mu Zhaoming standing behind Fan Fengliu.

Its intention couldn't be more obvious, Fan Fengliu is the target of His Majesty's battle, Emperor Shang of the Huaxia Dynasty - Fan Fengliu, if he wins, he will dominate the entire Yuntian Continent, become the new overlord, and unify the world.

Thinking of this, everyone's mood was complicated. Thinking about it, their fate was doomed in a showdown without any suspense.

Fan Fengliu and Murong Tongtian stood face to face. In terms of situation, one was an increasingly powerful emperor, and the other was an emperor in decline; in terms of appearance, one was in his prime, and the other was in his twilight years.

Such a disparity finally made the world discover that the Murong Imperial Family, which had always seemed to be at its peak, was just a sham, and there was no follow-up at all. Otherwise, in such an occasion, how could no one stand up and show the superiority of the strongest empire? It's really sad!
"Fan Fengliu, you are finally here." Murong Tongtian said lightly.

"Murong Tongtian, you finally came out." Fan Feng said calmly.

The eyes of the two collided, Murong Tongtian's ferocity was incomparable, Fan Fengliu's calmness, the first time the two collided, it was obvious that Fan Fengliu's calm victory was in his hands, and it was better than Murong Tongtian's last-ditch ferocity, nothing could be more ferocious It is a flash of light, but only for a moment.

Murong Tongtian clasped his hands in his sleeves, took a deep breath and said: "I know, with my martial arts, I can't match your combined strength, so..." Just as he was about to say the next decision, Another voice interrupted him.

"Therefore, please allow your Majesty to allow the chief of this clan to fight on behalf of His Majesty, and to learn His Majesty Emperor Shang's brilliant moves."

From behind Murong Tongtian, a man in his 40s walked out. Wei Wei's figure looked a bit burly, and his face was somewhat similar to Ming Mingran. It can be seen that when he was young, he was also a handsome and handsome young man, but his eyes were too dark Ruthless, it made him look a bit hideous.

Presumably this is the Patriarch of the Ming Clan—Ming Fang, he slowly walked forward and stood side by side with Murong Tongtian: "Challenging someone who is much weaker than yourself should not be His Majesty Shang's style. "

Hearing his words, Fan Fengliu was unmoved, not even moving his eyelids.

Seeing this, Ming Fang couldn't help but sneered: "Why, could it be that the famous God of War, His Majesty Emperor Shang is afraid that the clan leader will fail."

Boqing immediately said silently: "My father doesn't think much of you, a villain, you bastard."

Hearing this, Mu Zhaoming smiled disdainfully, looked at Murong Tongtian and said indifferently: "Murong Tongtian, after all, you are also a generation of emperors, and you actually found a traitor from the Ming family, a rat who can only attack from behind, to fight on your behalf, don't you Murong clan, after more than 500 years, will they still only do some sneaky things?"

Fan Fengliu said slowly: "Don't forget, you are the emperor, even if you lose the battle, you are still the emperor."

Xiao Jintian said a little foolishly: "That's right, mixing with these unprofessional clowns, wouldn't it insult the sacred and noble title of emperor."

Obviously, none of the three put Ming in their eyes, and they didn't even bother to mention his name, just like Mu Zhaoming treated Ming Mingran back then, and didn't even bother to give him eyes, because he didn't deserve it.

Mu Zhaoming stared at Ming Fang, and said coldly: "Ming Fang, although killing you will dirty my hands, it is my duty to clean up the traitors in the clan. Today, between you and me, new and old hatreds are together Well, let’s end it here.”

(End of this chapter)