The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

Li Maozhen simply closed his eyes and didn't think he could survive.

But after waiting for a long time, I still didn't feel the pain I imagined.

She opened her eyes with some confusion, but in front of her was a figure that seemed to be able to hold up the sky.

With one hand he held a burly man, and with the other hand, he faced the Ghost King with his palms.

"Zhu Youwen, the one who won't survive today is probably you~"

Facing a pair of golden-red eyes, Zhu Youwen was filled with shock. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the figure in front of him even a little bit.

"You... are you?"

Just wanted to ask.

The Black and White Impermanence standing by showed no hesitation at all.

Almost at the moment when Li Changping appeared, he knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "Black and White Impermanence, welcome Your Highness."

"Your Highness?"

The information revealed by these eight short words made Li Maozhen and Zhu Youwen feel their brains were a little hot, and there seemed to be a burnt smell rising from the back of their heads.

"Oh, Master, you don't know yet, right?"

Bai Wuchang stood up with a sweet smile.

"The one in front of you is the direct descendant of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty and the son of the previous Emperor Zhaozong. The thousand-year-old snow lotus was given to us by him."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Your Highness has a broad mind, which is beyond the reach of that fake emperor Li Xingyun."

"What fake emperor? What His Highness? Is Li Xingyun not a descendant of the Li Tang Dynasty? Has the whole world been deceived by him?"

Zhu Youwen still couldn't believe it. For a moment, he felt that the sky above his head was darker than his internal strength.

If what the Black and White Impermanence said were true, it would be too suffocating.

Longquan treasure, remnants of Li Tang, thousand-year-old snow lotus...

True and false, false and true. How much of this is false? And how much is true?

Chapter 51: Battle on the City Wall

"He is also a descendant of Li Tang?"

Compared to Zhu Youwen's shock.

Li Maozhen looked at the calm and composed figure in front of him.

Although I was dazed, I felt a sense of relief.

In just a moment, the young man who was talking eloquently in Prince Qi's mansion before overlapped with his new identity now, and there was no difference between them.

Then I thought, this is indeed the case, if he is not a descendant of Li Tang...

Who in this world deserves these four words?

At this moment, the Qi duel between Zhu Youwen and Li Changping also came to an end.

It was almost certain that Zhu Youwen, who was suffering from a severe poison, would be defeated when he met Li Changping, who had the combat bonus of the Blood Infant.

Boom~

As the blood-red internal force burst out, Zhu Youwen was blasted four or five feet away as if he had been hit by a cannonball.

At this moment, he could not even stand steadily and had to kneel on one knee.

He lowered his head, but blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth, staining the floor beneath his feet red.

"Hehehehe..."

The low laughter was full of irony, and the Ghost King's body seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

"I never thought that Li Xingyun, who is sought after by the whole world, is an insignificant person. This Longquan treasure is just a bait thrown out casually."

His words were full of despair and helplessness.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhu Youwen raised his head and looked directly at Li Changping.

"Your Highness, you did a great job! It seems that you have already planned to take my life today..."

"Ok?"

Li Changping was stunned.

He had no intention of killing Zhu Youwen just now, but when he heard this, he glanced in the direction of the Black and White Impermanence out of the corner of his eye.

Perhaps he understood what he meant, Hei Wuchang nodded slightly in response.

At this moment, he instantly put his heart at ease.

Now that I have obtained the Nine Netherworlds Mysterious Heavenly Art, there is no need to keep this Ghost King, and there is no need for me to waste time talking to him.

"Now that you know, just accept it calmly."

As soon as the words were spoken, dozens of afterimages appeared.

In the eyes of the Black and White Impermanence, it is almost impossible to find the real body.

They could only see the Ghost King suddenly jump up and retreat, flying another seven or eight feet away.

At this moment, he could not even support himself by kneeling on the ground. He leaned on a log pillar on the tower to keep himself steady.

"Zhu Youwen, you are already deeply poisoned. I don't need to do anything. This poison will kill you."

Li Changping sneered and crossed his arms. He did not continue to take action, but just waited slowly.

"Even if I have to drag you to this crippled state, I will drag you to be buried with me."

Roaring angrily, Zhu Youwen seemed to know that he would die if he delayed any longer, so he no longer suppressed the poison in his body.

The whole person was like a last ray of light, and was instantly submerged in the dark true energy.

Seeing this, a trace of solemnity flashed across Li Changping's face.

After all, the Ghost King’s power is above the Great Heaven Level.

If he could suppress the poison in his body while fighting himself, he was confident that he could control it.

But seeing as they were determined to die together, he had to take it seriously.

Almost at the same time that the dark internal force exploded.

Li Changping's hair was blood red, and a blood dragon with red-gold pupils glaring at him was coiled around him.

Then, without any warning, the two of them jumped up at the same time.

"King Qi, please lend me your sword!"

As Li Changping obtained the Purple Night Sword that was shining with blood, his momentum changed again.

Right on top of the city wall, right in the eyes of the Liang and Qi armies below the city wall.

The whole person turned into a stream of light that seemed to be able to cut through the sky, as fast as lightning, and unpredictable.

"what is that?"

Facing the four holy ladies of Huanyinfang, Wang Yanzhang, who still seemed at ease, now took some time to wait and see.

At first glance, I was attracted by the red light.

At the same time, the four holy ladies also stopped instantly.

While taking the time to recover his strength, he looked up at the top of the city with amazement.

"It's the Ghost King! It's my Second Prince Daliang! He's here to help us."

Compared with Li Changping, the Liang army was obviously more familiar with their prince of Daliang.

Everyone's enthusiasm grew higher.

The Daliang royal family has already taken the lead, so why should they retreat?

I can’t wait to capture Fengxiang right now so that I can show off in front of Zhu Youwen!

In contrast to them, the Qi army on the other side looked depressed.

It was just that the one fighting for them on the city wall at this time was not the figure in gorgeous clothes in their mind, but an unknown young man who had never been seen before.

Even though he swung that gorgeous sword, Qi Jun still didn't believe he could defeat the Ghost King.

A man from Bianzhou fought against masters from Qi and Jin, and single-handedly killed Li Cunxiao, the most powerful man in the world.

This one battle record alone is enough to sentence the young man to death.

"Qiguo, it's over!"

Somehow, four big words suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.

Even the four holy maidens of Huanyinfang remained pessimistic at this time.

They understood that if Qi was in trouble, King Qi would definitely be the first to take action.

But now it is not the King of Qi who is taking action, which means that the King of Qi has been defeated, and the Qi Kingdom’s top fighting force has been defeated...

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When everyone is in a low or high mood.

The red light finally crashed into the pitch-black smoke.

"Pfft~"

As the sound of the weapon entering the body came, Liang Jun's heart instantly rose to his throat.

They just saw that the Ghost King didn't have any weapons. Could it be that the Ghost King was defeated?

As soon as this thought arose, I saw that the black fog was motionless, but the red light seemed to be knocked away and retreated far away.

"Long live Daliang, long live the Ghost King!"

This instantly ignited the hearts of the Liang army. They roared and raised their weapons high above their heads.

Then, a series of red eyes stared at the Qi army in front of them, as if they were looking at lambs to be slaughtered.

"Beat the drums! Support the Ghost King."

At this point, Wang Yanzhang had no other choice.

When they were fighting, these Liang troops regarded themselves as their backbone.

But now that the emperor's brother has stepped forward, he will naturally replace himself.

Wang Yanzhang could see that the Ghost King was in a very bad condition.

But all he could do was cheer and hope that Zhu Youwen could win the battle.

Otherwise, the most horrible thing will happen in the era of cold weapon warfare...

Kill the general, capture the flag, trap the enemy, and ascend first.

Any one of these four things that happens will cause the other side's soldiers to lose their morale and lose their will to fight.

Especially since the one who was defeated was the emperor's brother, he could not imagine what consequences would result.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The Liang army did not have Wang Yanzhang's cultivation or his vision.

Of course, they didn't know what Zhu Youwen was facing. They just saw that the black fog representing their side knocked away the red light of the other side.

They began to beat the war drums with great enthusiasm.

At the same time, cheers and shouts of encouragement resounded throughout Fengxiang.

"Help His Majesty to achieve victory and immediate success!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Chapter 52 Changing lives

"Hehe... life in exchange for life?"

Listening to the heart-wrenching shouts under my feet.