Flee!
This was the most direct train of thought in Venerable Ming Xin's mind.
This Rank-9 Chu Xiu was ridiculously strong!
The strange sword technique and the vigorous Quintessential Essence made Venerable Ming Xin feel despair.
Without hesitation!
Reverend Ming Xin turned around and fled.
However, Chu Xiu pursued him relentlessly from behind. Sword light enveloped him, not giving him a chance to escape.
Soon, several sword wounds appeared on Venerable Ming Xin's body.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but there was nothing he could do.
At this moment, he had to focus all his attention on dealing with Chu Xiu's attack.
Once he spoke, he would disrupt his current state.
There was only one outcome for Reverend Ming Xin, and that was death!
In the sky above the capital, two bright rays of light intertwined. They were the True Essence Stellar Energy that had gathered on the surface of their bodies.
At that moment, not far away, several figures appeared one after another. They were all Rank-8 martial artists from the capital.
Amongst them was the commander of the Dragon Xiang Guards, Han Yanjin.
"Lord Han, did you see clearly where this Rank-9 came from? How dare he fight in the sky above Jingdou?”
"Look at one of them. Could it be the Rank-9 in the Imperial Palace?”
"It's Old Demon Tranquil Heart. Damn it, wasn't this pervert already killed? Why would he still appear in the capital and become a Rank-9?”
Some of the people who came had sharp eyes and recognized Venerable Ming Xin.
However, when they saw another person, they were a little stunned.
That face!
The clothes!
What was that?
The current emperor?
The emperor who had just ascended to the throne was actually a ninth-level?
Including Han Yanjin, several Level Eight experts were stunned.
At this moment, Chu Xiu nodded in his heart when he saw who it was.
It was almost time!
"Sword 22!"
In mid-air, Chu Xiu seized the opportunity and executed the 22nd Sword without hesitation.
In an instant, countless invisible sword Qi turned into golden swords of Qi and flew toward Reverend Ming Xin from Chu Xiu's body.
Seeing this scene, Venerable Ming Xin had no choice but to burn his blood essence.
In the next moment, an invisible circular true essence barrier enveloped him, trying to block this fatal blow.
However, Venerable Ming Xin soon realized that the invisible Qi sword seemed to be endless.
Every sword strike that struck his Quintessential Essence barrier caused him to cough up large mouthfuls of blood.
Bang!
Finally, the true essence in his body burned out and he could no longer support the true essence barrier.
Puff!
Dozens of Qi swords pierced through his heart and killed Venerable Ming Xin completely.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing an opponent above Rank-9. You have received a Fortune Treasure Chest (Silver).
Chu Xiu was stunned when he heard the notification.
What was that?
Killing this guy actually dropped a Fortune Treasure Chest?
Chu Xiu, who had been feeling a little regretful, suddenly understood.
Chu Xiu was originally conflicted about whether he should spare the life of a ninth-level martial artist. After all, the Brocade Guard was short of manpower. It would be good to keep him as a dog.
In the end, Sword 22's power was too great, and he couldn't hold it in for a moment, killing Venerable Ming Xin.
Fortunately, he didn't lose out. Chu Xiu actually discovered a second method to obtain the Treasure Chest of Fortune.
At this moment, the Sword Qi dissipated. Han Yanjin and the Rank-8s finally saw the situation on the battlefield.
A handsome young man in a golden dragon robe stood there calmly.
On the ground, a middle-aged man in black clothes, covered in blood, lay there without any signs of life.
"Your humble subject Han Yanjin greets Your Majesty!”
Han Yanjin, who saw this scene, was the first to kneel on the ground.
He had attended the coronation ceremony, so he naturally recognized the emperor's appearance.
"Your humble subject Jin Damu greets Your Majesty!”
"Your humble subject Shen Qianyuan greets Your Majesty!”
The remaining Rank-8s were all important officials of Jingdou and paid their respects at that moment.
"Hang this person's corpse in front of the city gate and expose it for three days as a warning!”
Chu Xiu gave a casual order. Then, his body moved like lightning, turning into a streak of light as he shot towards the Imperial Palace.
After Chu Xiu left, a chubby middle-aged man carefully approached Han Yanjin from behind.
"Lord Han, was that really His Majesty?”
Han Yanjin glanced at him and said indifferently,""General Jin, didn't you see it clearly?”
Jin Damu hurriedly shook his head.
"How could it be? How could it be?"
"I just didn't expect that His Majesty would be a ninth-grade expert at such a young age. He's a martial arts genius. It can be said that he's the fortune of our Great Xia!”
Han Yanjin grabbed Venerable Ming Xin's corpse and said indifferently,""His Majesty has already left. Even if Lord Jin praises him again, His Majesty won't be able to hear it!”
After saying that, he grabbed Venerable Ming Xin's corpse and walked towards the city gate.
A quarter of an hour later, a corpse was hung high in the air above the Qianyuan Gate of the outer city.
At the same time, a piece of news began to spread throughout the capital.
Prime Minister's Estate!
"Little Prime Minister" Li Chongyang's expression changed when he saw the news from the secret guard. He then hurried towards his father's bedroom.
"Father, this is the news from the secret guards!”
Li Chongyang handed the note to Li Xiangguo, who read it seriously.
" A fierce battle between rank-nines above the imperial palace. Old Demon Ming Xin, a rank-nine upper expert, was killed. The attacker is suspected to be the young emperor."
"Father, how is this possible? How can that little Emperor be a ninth-level or above?”
Li Chongyang said in disbelief.
Moreover, there was one thing he did not say, and that was that the little Emperor was not an ordinary ninth-level.
Generally speaking, there was not much difference between Level Nine experts. Even if they were defeated, it was difficult to kill them.
As long as they could kill a Rank-9 martial artist of the same level, it meant that their strength had improved.
It could be said that a person with such strength was already very close to becoming a martial grandmaster.
In private, this kind of Rank-9 was often called a Half-Grandmaster.
But now, reality told Li Chongyang that the little Emperor was a Half-Zongshi?
Then why would they fight for power?
Putting everything else aside, just this cultivation alone would make most of the Jingdou military's forces surrender to the little Emperor.
This was the deterrence of Rank-9!
"What are you panicking for!"
Li Xiangguo looked at his son who was a little crazy and could not help but scold him.
After hearing his father's words, Li Chongyang calmed down and took a deep breath.
"What does it have to do with us whether His Majesty is a Rank-9 or not?”
"We've been racking our brains for the imperial court, and we've never done anything wrong!”
"We are all subjects of Grand Xia, and His Majesty is extremely powerful. This is naturally the fortune of Grand Xia!”
"Tomorrow, I will personally bring the memorial into the palace to meet the Saint!”
Li Xiangguo said calmly.
Li Chongyang knew that the memorial this time was not a joke.
It was the true state of the country.
"Also, don't mention anything about seizing power in the future!”
"In addition, prepare all the information on the secret guards and return it to His Majesty in the next few days!”
"Understood, Father!"
Li Chongyang nodded respectfully.
If His Majesty was really a Level Nine cultivator, then continuing to control the secret guards would be the path to death!
A Rank-9 martial artist and a Rank-9 Son of Heaven.
These were two completely different concepts!
Li Chongyang understood this very well.
The sky in the capital was about to change!
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