The Great Fortune of the Ming Dynasty

This kind of obvious attack is naturally difficult to hurt people. Duan Zhengming pointed and pointed, and the stones turned into powder.

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"Who? Hide the head and show the tail, come out!" Duan Zhengming shouted fiercely, the stone was obviously a warning or a test, but Duan Zhengming could still feel that the martial arts of the person who came were far above him, and the other party was free to do so. A pebble, he tried his best to move a Yang finger, but he still fell slightly.

"you go first!"

An old and hoarse voice came from the forest.

Jiu Mozhi was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know who was helping him, but at this time, he had to choose to be obedient. After a while, Jiu Mozhi disappeared without a trace, and only Duan Zhengming stood vigilantly in place.

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After Kumozhi was far away, a dazzling sword light burst out from the mountains and forests, as stunning as a long rainbow penetrating the sun, graceful and domineering, and with unparalleled murderous intent.

Duan Zhengming was shocked. Under this sword, he felt an extreme danger. He waved his hands, and shot out one after another. At this moment, Duan Zhengming brought what he had learned to the pinnacle.

"Swords can't kill ministers!" Zhu Bin drank softly.

In an instant, Zhu Bin's long sword was like an ancient emperor's crusade against his ministers, resolute and domineering, and everything was unstoppable.

At that moment, Duan Zhengming felt like a chaotic courtier and thief, and the wrong way of the throne became the biggest flaw in his heart.

"I am worthy of my ancestors, and I am worthy of the dawn, I am not rebellious!"

In an instant, this thought flashed through Duan Zhengming's mind, and his eyes became clear, but at this time, Zhu Bin's long sword was almost coming, and Duan Zhengming only had time to look up and flash.

Although the key point of the neck was forced away, the sword still slashed from his left shoulder to the right shoulder, and the sword intent hurt his lungs. .

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"That's right, he really deserves to be the monarch of a country. He has a tenacious heart, and ordinary great masters may not be able to take this move from me!" Zhu Bin sighed slightly.

"Who are you? Why did you kill me?" Duan Zhengming asked Zhu Bin before he could deal with the wound.

"This is not important, is it? You should be thinking about how to escape from me!" Zhu Bin said lightly.

"Humph! That sword is the sword of the emperor's way! Are you a child of the royal family of the Song Kingdom? Our Dali is already a vassal of the Song Dynasty, so why do you still want to kill me?" Duan Zhengming said reluctantly, he had already suffered from that sword. Seriously injured, his strength is less than "[-]" [-]%.

"You don't need to know this, I'm curious, how did you avoid my sword?" Zhu Bin smiled slightly.

"I've been in office for more than ten years, and I have no guilt in my heart. Naturally, I'm not afraid of your sword. It's you, as a royal disciple, who hides your head and shows your tail. It's hard to be a great weapon!" Duan Zhengming shouted coldly.

"Hehe, you are just a puppet of Buddhism, what qualifications do you have to evaluate the way of the emperor? The emperor is like a dragon, hiding in the abyss, flying in the sky, you still don't understand, how to become an emperor, only Knowing to take care of the common people, hehe...that's what a courtier should do..." Zhu Bin said slightly disdainfully.

Duan Zhengming's face turned blue, and he was speechless. The whole of Dali knew that Duan Zhengming was diligent in government and love the people, and he was a Mingjun. Only Duan Zhengming knew that he was really just a puppet, a Buddhist puppet.

Duan Zhengming was unwilling and thought about resisting, but he was powerless, and he gradually got used to being called Ming Jun, and chose to forget that he was not a real king. When Zhu Bin mentioned this moment, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed. tingling.

"Okay, I know you're procrastinating, but you're procrastinating, so am I!" Zhu Bin smiled and never gave Duan Zhengming any chance.

A sword did not kill Duan Zhengming, and Zhu Bin knew that it would take a long time to continue the battle and kill Duan Zhengming, so Zhu Bin chose to delay time to gain momentum.

At this moment, the momentum is over.

As soon as Zhu Bin's voice fell, a small sword of three inches and seven points suddenly appeared in his hand. It appeared only for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. It seemed that at the same time, he appeared on Duan Zhengming's throat.

"Between kings, there can only be enemies. If you want to blame it, you have bad luck. You left the palace and met me!" Zhu Bin sighed softly, and directly put Duan Zhengming's body in the nameless ancient pagoda.

At the same time, the emperor dragon energy that Duan Zhengming carried was directly swallowed up by Zhu Bin's five-clawed golden dragon. Zhu Bin's five-clawed golden dragon grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a moment, it was four feet in size.

At the same time, a four-clawed golden dragon of luck in the Dali Palace collapsed directly, half of the national luck disappeared without a trace, and the remaining half was floating in the Dali Palace.

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At the same time, a four-clawed golden dragon of luck in the Dali Palace collapsed directly, half of the national luck disappeared without a trace, and the remaining half was floating in the Dali Palace.

"The king is dead!"

At that moment, countless people knew what happened. Duan Yu, the monks of Tianlong Temple, and even the great master Yideng who was cultivating far away in the mountains, all put down what they were doing and looked at the direction of the Dali Palace in shock.

The collapse of the golden dragon of national luck is obviously due to Duan Zhengming's death, and there is no other explanation.

Duan Yu and Ku Rong almost desperately chased in the direction of Duan Zhengming, but when they arrived at the scene, they only saw blood on the scene, and the body completely disappeared without a trace.

"The corpse disappeared, the murderer didn't want to reveal his identity!" Ku Rong sighed slightly and searched around, but found no trace...  

"If this revenge is not repaid, I swear I will not be a human being!" Duan Yu looked a little crazy, and his eyes were full of killing intent. At this moment, Duan Yu seemed to have grown a lot, and the original charity and benevolence dissipated most of it at this moment.

Ku Rong glanced at Duan Yu lightly, his eyes were not only happy but also sad, he could only sigh in the end: "The prince will go back to the royal city first, I will continue to search!"

Duan Yu calmed down slightly. This time is not the time to seek revenge for the murderer. Stabilizing the situation in Dali is the most important thing. There have been too many things happening in Dali recently, and it seems like someone is calculating.

Now that the death of Duan Zhengming, the king of Dali, is not only to face Dali's internal troubles, but also likely to face foreign enemies. You must know that before Duan Zhengming's death, he was chasing the national teacher of Tubo, Jiu Mozhi. It's not a conspiracy of the Tubo country.

"Excuse me, Master Ku Rong, no matter what, I must find the body of my uncle!" Duan Yu gave a solemn salute, then turned and left directly, his footsteps extremely firm.

Just wanting to find Duan Zhengming's body is absolutely no chance.

After Zhu Bin left the scene, he went straight to a remote place and beat Duan Zhengchun's body into a mist of blood with one palm, leaving no real bones in 3.1.

Soon, everything that happened in Dali recently spread to the surrounding countries. The rivers and lakes were shaken, the countries were shocked, and some countries around Dali were ready to move.

Zhu Bin has already stepped into the Song Dynasty with a lot of comfort, but compared to Zhu Bin's comfort, Jiu Mozhi was forced. Previously, he was very excited to get three volumes of six divine swords, and sighed his good luck. , There was a great master who came to help on the way.

But now, Jiu Mozhi hated Zhu Bin thoroughly and stole the Six Meridian Divine Sword tightly. The Dali Duan clan might not have a great master to come to him, but now, it is about the death of the Dali king, and Jiu Mozhi is being watched by the whole Dali. died. .

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