Chapter 253: Defeated Three Imperial Masters in a Row, Shocked the Three Gods, Emperor Cheng's Fate as a Martial Saint

Chapter 253: Defeated the masters of the three houses 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.

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.

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

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

Lu Mingyuan looked at him and asked slowly.

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

"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!"

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 crown prince's teacher to the court is a great achievement, so why do you want to rebel?"

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."

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

One dragon and one tiger, their heads shattered.

The shadow instantly disappeared.

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!

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

It seems that he still wants to fight again.

Lu Mingyuan walked steadily, with an indifferent expression, speaking while walking;

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

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?"

"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 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?"

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

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

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.

"puff!"

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

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."

Many figures flashed, and black shadows floated.

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

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:

"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."

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

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

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

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

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 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, the waves crash against the shore, the dragon bows its head, and the Luo River is boundless!"

As soon as these words came out, ripples appeared in the space between heaven and earth, and in an instant, the profound meaning of boxing was like a river descending from the sky, and a huge phantom of a dragon flew out and bombarded the walls of the imperial city.

The Master Baiyue flicked his whisk lightly, pinched the Taoist seal, carved talismans on his palm, and suddenly chanted: "The Dark Moon Taoism."

"Om!"

At the same time, the border soldiers who followed Lu Mingyuan also sounded the horn of charging at the Great Yan Imperial Army.

That's right.

The army that Lu Mingyuan brought back was not the old, weak and sick soldiers who went to the North Gate.

It was the strong army under the King of Zhenbei, a full 50,000 troops, all of whom were born as warriors and had strong blood.

They changed their clothes and pretended to be the original army, and successfully mixed into the capital!

All this.

It was Lu Mingyuan's plan.

Alone, came to the capital.

It was just to let the father lower his guard.

In fact, the real reinforcements were still behind.

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

The Taoist Qigong practitioners, martial arts masters, talented people from the Great Yan Mountain and River List, Yao Guang, Li Exi, Yu Linglong and others who followed him stood up one after another.

With their help.

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

He gathered his luck, displayed his martial arts skills, opened a hole in his flesh, and connected the bridge of heaven and earth in his dantian. With one palm, he swallowed and exhaled the power of heaven and earth, and wisps of blazing fire energy were like fireflies hitting the wall, shining brightly and unusually.

With just one palm.

He blasted away the huge human wall, making the entire imperial city shaky, and the city defense formation slowly operated.

Suddenly.

Between heaven and earth, rainbow light gathered, and three figures blocked Lu Mingyuan.

An old man in a Confucian robe with a face as red as a date, and a warrior with armor and sword on his left and right, with a raccoon-like figure and a heroic appearance, and another tall woman in a palace skirt, with a temperament that seemed to be forever young, with a very good mind, and a misty water vapor all over her body.

The old man in the Confucian robe was very polite, and he greeted Lu Mingyuan and said loudly: "I am the chief official of the City God Temple of the Imperial Capital, and I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The warrior with a sword said lightly: "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-like face and red lips exuded a chill that kept people away from her.

All three of them were famous mountain and water gods within a thousand miles of the Great Yan Capital.

They were canonized by the Great Yan, so they naturally had to protect it. If they dared to be afraid of the enemy or deliberately hide their strength, their golden bodies would be broken into pieces and buried in the dragon veins, becoming the nutrients of the Great Yan's luck. The temple would be removed and forgotten by the world. This was almost the end.

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

Lu Mingyuan asked.

The sword-bearing general looked generous, and his voice was ethereal and ethereal: "I have died for the Great Yan once before I died. Now I have been worshipped for hundreds of years. I must protect the imperial city even if my golden body is broken."

These mountain and water gods helped the monarch of the dynasty to keep an eye on and restrain the three religious forces in various states. There was nothing wrong with that.

But now that they are blocking Lu Mingyuan's way, it is the biggest sin.

He looked at the three gods and said in a serious tone, "Although you have cultivated to the peak of the eleventh realm, the fortune of the Great Yan is no longer as glorious as it used to be. Your Qi is swaying with the national fortune and is no longer as good as before. If you retreat now, there is still a glimmer of hope."

These righteous gods have made great contributions to protecting the people of a place, and they are not evil people.

If they are killed at will, the Qi of the place will be turbulent, and ghosts and monsters will be in turmoil.

Lu Mingyuan, who originally wanted to reason with them, gave up the idea instantly when he saw the three people's attitude of facing death.

He sighed and said, "Forget it."

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

The Thousand Machine Blood God Jade was originally used to suppress the surging martial arts aura of Lu Mingyuan.

In the cold palace, he kept his tail between his legs and wore the Thousand Machine Blood God Jade, which was too dazzling and would be noticed by others.

Now, if he wanted to enter the imperial city, he had to let go.

This shocking momentum instantly changed the expressions of the three gods in the world.

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

A complete Taotie unicorn armor man turned over the ground, his whole body was blazing, the ground cracked, and the magma fire that gushed out swallowed and spit out, burning all the evil spirits in the world!

A hundred-foot-high flaming long sword stood across the sky, and the thousand-foot-long Dharma body was domineering and unparalleled, just like a demon lord.

"If you do it before the sword falls, you still have room for regret."

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

The Water Goddess looked dazed as she stood on the top of the Imperial City, looking up at the towering Dharma body and muttering:

"It's too strong, unreasonably strong."

The one from the cold palace in the past.

Has he grown to this point now?

She suddenly remembered something and said to the two gods beside her: "Wait. I used to have a connection with the Sixth Prince Lu Mingyuan, maybe I can still deal with him."

The old man in the Confucian robes of the City God Temple noticed her thoughts and advised: "You have to think about it. If you let the Crown Prince of Da Yan go, we will have no place to stand in Da Yan, and it will basically be a dead end."

The Water Goddess smiled faintly 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 Emperor of the People, 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, at this time, 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 gods 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 understood the power of the purple "Kilin Warrior Master". 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 silhouette 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 will be 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 drum at the entrance of Denwen Drum Courtyard, a giant snake-like object flowed past the pool water under the stepped stone arch bridge, causing ripples.