Chapter 149: The Emperor's Pressure Is Like the Breeze, Why Dare Not Kill the Prince

Zhao Pei's hairs were on the verge of bursting.

A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, because he knew Anle would really kill him and dare to kill him.

Looking at Anle, who was on the same level as him, Anle's bold words came to his mind. If he caught up with him, he would kill him after 1,800 miles to Lin'an!

And now, Anle was on the same level as him, so he naturally caught up with him.

The sword energy turned into a divine deer, and Anle looked at Zhao Pei calmly.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince, it's a pity that you should be on your way." Anle said.

He once said that if he caught up with Zhao Pei, he would cut off Zhao Pei's head as a gift to the emperor of the Zhao family. Now that he caught up, it was impossible to take back his words.

As Anle's words fell, a fierce murderous intent burst out from Anle's body, and the invincible momentum surged, turning into a golden dragon that roared above his head!

The dragon's roar seemed to make Zhao Pei's mind numb, and mixed with the murderous intent released by Anle, Zhao Pei's whole body was stiff, and his hands and feet were sweating!

Faced with a life-and-death crisis, Zhao Pei's mouth was dry.

"Anle! You are crazy. You want to enter Lin'an, but you want to kill me... This will only make you angry with the emperor! Make Lin'an a forbidden place that you can hardly set foot in!"

Zhao Pei's throat was a little dry, but he spoke, as if roaring.

"You came on the golden lotus in the dark night, wanting to kill me... At that time, did you ever worry that you would anger me?"

Anle looked at Zhao Pei and asked.

The second prince Zhao Pei froze immediately.

Anle raised his hand, put his sword fingers together, and slowly pushed forward.

The swallow returned to the nest slowly unsheathed from the yellow pear wood sword box, like the sound of a swallow chirping, echoing between heaven and earth!

Hunting down Zhao Pei, in fact, was not too important to Anle. During the process of hunting down Zhao Pei, he even took time to sort out and summarize the gains of this trip north.

In Anle's view, sorting out his own swordsmanship and understanding the understanding of swordsmanship that the First Emperor had said were much more important than hunting down Zhao Pei.

That time, he even had an epiphany, which slowed down Anle's speed a lot.

This time was the best time for Zhao Pei to escape.

Unfortunately, Zhao Pei failed to escape and was eventually caught up, which meant that Anle gave him a chance, but he never seized it.

In this case, Anle would naturally not be soft-hearted or polite. The words and oaths he had said before needed to be fulfilled with the sword in his hand.

If he did not kill Zhao Pei and entered Lin'an on the grounds of escorting the old uncle, the emperor of the Zhao family might not stop him.

However, killing Zhao Pei... killing a prince outside the imperial capital is like giving the emperor of the Zhao family a slap in the face. It will be extremely difficult to enter Lin'an, and he may even be killed by the emperor of the Great Zhao family with all his strength and without regard for his face!

However, Anle had already made preparations. He was chased out of Lin'an Prefecture by the emperor of the Zhao family.

Although it has not been long, Anle still needs to return a gift from the emperor of the Zhao family.

Killing Tong Guan is a gift, but unfortunately Tong Guan's body sank into the Canglang River. Therefore, Anle felt that this gift was not enough.

Feeling the rising momentum of Anle, and looking back at Anle's sudden surge in speed.

Zhao Pei had to admit that Anle had become stronger in the process of chasing him!

This made him very desperate. Such a monster really made him completely lose the confidence to fight.

The circling swallows cry, and the sword energy keeps ringing!

The swallows return to the nest and unsheath!

Anle held the hilt of the sword, and the blade ear was as narrow as a swallow's tail. He slashed at Zhao Pei with a sword!

This sword was the sword intent of the red heart that he had learned from the sword art of the first emperor on his way to chase and kill. The sword rose and fell, and cast a red heart!

The sword intent was surging, and the sword energy rushed straight through the bullfight!

Zhao Pei's eyes narrowed. Facing the simple sword, he felt a mountain-like pressure. Anle's sword was more stressful than the duel last night!

The sword technique was simple, but the threat was greater!

This sword was aimed at taking his life!

One sword... can kill him!

Zhao Pei's eyes turned red in an instant. At this moment, he thought a lot, including the heroic spirit when he got the purple golden lotus, the confidence after going down the mountain, and the regret when he killed Anle...

All kinds of emotions surged in his heart.

In front of him was Lin'an Prefecture, the imperial city of Da Zhao. He had always dreamed of becoming the crown prince of Da Zhao, inheriting this country in the future, and becoming the emperor sitting on the throne.

However, now, under this sword, everything he had seemed to disappear.

Reluctance, despair, anger... came like a tsunami at this moment!

He couldn't die like this!

"Anle!"

The second prince Zhao Pei roared heartbreakingly!

The majestic innate qi and blood surged, his eyebrows opened and closed, and his soul sat on the lotus platform, as if a lotus flower was blooming all over his body, but on the lotus flower that bloomed like this, it was intertwined with cracks!

Anle slashed a simple sword with the sword intent of the heart, and Zhao Pei's palm was filled with wind and thunder, and he blocked it with his palm!

Just because, at this moment, Zhao Pei.

Forced to break into the double six realm.

...

...

Lin'an Prefecture was shrouded in smoke and clouds.

The ancient city under the morning light was immersed in a rare atmosphere. The music and singing at night had just ended, and the people who were seeking survival in the morning had already started to work for survival.

At the same time.

A hundred miles outside Lin'an Prefecture, a majestic aura rose up, vaguely turning into a sword-like divine deer, galloping like a banished sword immortal riding a deer.

This aura naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people in the city.

Prime Minister Qin's Mansion.

Qin Lishi, who was cultivating his aura and improving his cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a divine light surging in his eyes. He felt a familiar aura outside Lin'an Mansion.

This breath...

He will never forget it for the rest of his life, because it was the owner of this breath who killed his most beloved son, Qin Qianqiu.

The eyebrows open and close, and there is a faint glow, and the immortal platform is stacked high.

A soul jumped out and stepped high into the sky. His eyes opened and closed, just like a god looking down from ten thousand feet high in the sky. He broke through the smoke and clouds that enveloped the entire city and looked outside Lin'an City.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The soul's face was filled with divine light, and there was an icy murderous intent in its coldness.

"Anle...you actually dare to return to Lin'an?!"

"Still outside the city...want to kill the second prince Zhao Pei? What on earth do you want to do?!"

…

Dali Temple.

Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple who was dealing with many criminal cases in Lin'an Mansion all night, slowly raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

His body's energy and blood surged, and his figure resembled a lake. Then he left the pavilion of Dali Temple and appeared on the black tile roof. His official robe was hunting in the morning breeze. He had a second-grade sword on his waist, and his eyes were like iron.

"If it's really peaceful, he actually dares to return to Lin'an?"

"Are you sending the old uncle back to Lin'an?"

Su Qingke exhaled, feeling extremely surprised.

A sound that broke through the air resounded.

Cao Fu, the young minister of Dali Temple who had a slender body and a third-grade sword on his waist to capture thieves, leaped up to the eaves, bowed to Su Qingke first, and then straightened his waist.

"Master Siqing, has Anle returned?"

Cao Fu couldn't help but ask as his clothes were fluttering in the morning breeze.

Su Qingke nodded, pointed to the outside of Lin'an Mansion in the morning mist, and said: "A hundred miles outside the city, Anle met the second prince Zhao Pei shoulder to shoulder, and even burst out with murderous intentions towards the second prince, trying to kill the second prince outside the city. …”

Cao Fu was stunned when he heard this: "Anle and the second prince?"

Then, a gloomy look appeared on his face, and he placed his palm on the thieves-capturing knife at his waist, and asked: "Master Si Qing, Your Majesty has issued an edict, ordering the Zhao Dynasty to capture the people of all states, counties and cities. When the tiger in Dali Temple encounters Anle, he must take action to capture him... But what is Anle's crime? "

Su Qingke, who trained Cao Fu as his successor, did not expect that Cao Fu would ask such words.

What is Anle's crime?

"His Majesty felt that An Le had killed Tong Diao Si, so he ordered the entire Dali Temple Tiger and Head Captor in the Zhao Dynasty to capture An Le. However, according to the news that came back... Tong Diao Si was going to the Canglang River. He killed Anle, and also joined forces with the evil navy of Xiliang Kingdom. "

Cao Fu put his hand on the thief-catching knife, with a blank look in his eyes.

"So, Anle just killed the person who came to kill him. Is this also a sin? If Tong Diao Temple doesn't die, then Anle will die."

Cao Fu exhaled and cleared up the doubts in his heart.

Su Qingke did not look at Cao Fu anymore, but looked at Lin'an Mansion, which was shrouded in smoke and clouds in the morning light. The brilliance of the morning sun seemed to be unable to shine on this ancient and beautiful city.

"This is the imperial power. Dali Temple is the sword in the hands of the imperial power. If your majesty speaks for peace and happiness, then he is guilty. We will execute it...that's all."

"Now Anle wants to kill the second prince outside the city and kill the royal family. Is this a crime?"

There was a hint of confusion and sigh in Su Qingke's voice.

Cao Fu's eyes continued to be dark: "Imperial Quan can kill you. If you resist or kill you back, it will be a crime. Is this Imperial Quan?"

"However, the Lord of the Temple once told me that we, the law enforcers, should have a clear conscience and uphold justice and clarity... But I don't know when, Your Excellency changed."

Cao Fu murmured.

"Anle didn't do anything wrong when he was on the White Jade Square in front of Tianxuan Palace. He broke His Majesty's plan. However, Your Majesty's plan... was not popular in the first place. The Lin family is full of loyal people. In order to survive for five hundred years, Anle , set up a big plan to attack Lin Mansion Yishuang... What a dirty and dirty thing it is!"

Cao Fu said.

Su Qingke put his hands behind his back and said nothing.

Cao Fu shook his head, jumped off the eaves, and walked towards the outside of Dali Temple and towards the city gate.

Su Qingke didn't stop him.

However, there was an increasingly profound sadness in his eyes.

"Maybe... I'm really wrong, but Dali Temple is the Dali Temple of Zhao after all."

…

In the imperial city.

backyard.

Falling plum blossoms have fallen all over the garden, and the ground is covered with plum petals, which are spread on the ground, like forming a sea of ​​flowers.

The emperor of the Zhao family was wearing casual clothes, walking slowly and stepping on the soft plum petals.

In the pavilion in the distance, a figure with an immortal spirit was sitting in it, sipping wine and looking at the dead, turbid green pool in the center of the garden.

The green water in the pond was quiet and there was not a single fish swimming in sight. There seemed to be a strong aura of death rising from the pond.

There was a chessboard in front of Zhao Xianyou, with black and white chess pieces scattered on it. He seemed not to notice the approach of the emperor of the Zhao family.

He was as immortal as ever, and his aura and realm had improved a lot, as if there were no bottlenecks. The shackles that practitioners were unable to break were like a layer of lake paper in front of him, which could be torn into pieces with a light poke.

His long, white and dust-free fingers picked up a white chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard.

Suddenly, a hand, holding a black piece, landed on the chessboard.

The emperor of the Zhao family, with his clothes flowing in the air, sat calmly opposite Zhao Xianyou.

The morning breeze blew past, causing many petals of late spring plums to fly and scatter. One petal even floated into the pavilion, accompanying the flying hair of Zhao Xianyou and the Emperor of the Zhao family.

However, the petals did not dance for long before they were crushed into dregs by an invisible force and disappeared.

The Emperor of the Zhao family looked at Zhao Xianyou calmly with indifferent eyes.

"Father, your face no longer shows any sorrow after Tong Guan's death."

Zhao Xianyou picked up a chess piece, put it on the chessboard, and said softly.

"Tong Guan has been with you for five hundred years. Now that he is dead, you seemed to show some grief only when you learned the news and ordered the entire Zhao to arrest An Le."

The emperor of the Zhao family made a move and replied calmly: "People are not immortals. They have a deadline and will die. Tong Guan does not have the qualifications to break through the ten realms. He will die soon. He can't accompany me for much longer."

Zhao Xianyou couldn't help but smile lightly: "Those who seek immortality must be cold-blooded..."

He raised his head, and a smile appeared on his handsome face that was not like that of a human being: "Zhao Jiu has been in the imperial palace since he was born. When he looked up, he could only see the narrow sky under the palace wall. There were no palace maids, no Diao Si, and even no mother."

"You said that you don't want this "These ordinary people have polluted a piece of beautiful jade."

"But I am your descendant after all."

The emperor of the Zhao family picked up a black piece from the chess box: "Everyone has his own destiny. Some people are born to be emperors, and some are born to be immortals."

"Your talent and your birth are what many people dream of but cannot get. Are you still not satisfied?"

Zhao Xianyou smiled: "Father, you are still not satisfied."

"Tongguan, who has been with you for five hundred years, died. You are only sad for a moment. I don't know... Will the death of our descendants make you suffer for a longer time?"

Zhao Xianyou picked up the white piece and put it on the chessboard. The white piece on the chessboard was like a long knife, stabbing straight into the belly of the black dragon.

"You want to borrow the heart sword of the Jade Guanyin of the Lin Mansion, but now you can't get it."

"You want to borrow the thousand-year-old purple golden lotus, but you still can't get it."

"Father... please hurry up, Zhao Jiu is a little tired of waiting."

Zhao Xianyou raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his lips and said indifferently.

The Zhao family emperor's eyes finally fell on Zhao Xianyou's flawless face like a beautiful jade, and gradually a touch of heat emerged in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Zhao family emperor seemed to sense something, turned his head and looked outside the Lin'an Mansion. After frowning slightly, he slowly stood up: "It's almost done, don't worry."

When turning around and leaving the pavilion, the Zhao family emperor's eyes fell on the jar of old yellow wine on the stone table.

"This kind of ordinary wine, brewed with coarse grains, will only increase the turbidity if you drink it, don't drink it anymore."

The Zhao family emperor said indifferently.

After the words fell, he left the pavilion, stepped on the fallen spring plums on the ground, and gradually disappeared in the morning mist.

The whole garden was suddenly intertwined with a great array of souls. One after another, invisible restraints rushed into the sky, and then bent at a point on the dome to gather like a canopy.

It was like a huge bird cage, covering the pavilion and Zhao Xianyou who grabbed the wine jar and drank the old yellow wine.

The exiled immortal in the cage was like a bird, drinking the fireworks of the world.

…

…

The sixth realm of soul refining is for Xiaju, and the sixth realm of body forging is for observing the sea of ​​qi.

The sixth realm is the watershed between the first five realms and the last five realms, and it is naturally a realm of great transformation!

Anle fought with the Yuanmeng team on the north bank of the Canglang River, broke through 300 armors, and killed a leader of the sixth realm Yuanmeng team.

At that time, Anle had not yet perfected the five realms, but he still crossed the realm barrier and killed the sixth realm leader.

However, the practice method practiced by the sixth realm leader was absolutely different from that of Zhao Pei, the second prince of the Great Zhao.

Therefore, the six realms of the two are completely different.

Zhao Pei has always wanted to break into the sixth realm steadily, with the most perfect accumulation, and use the purple golden lotus to produce clouds and observe the sea of ​​qi, so that he can quickly jump and improve in the next realm, and finally break through the nine realm barriers!

However, now he is forced into a desperate situation by Anle. Facing Anle's sword, he, who could fight Anle equally, has no courage to resist.

He saw death under that sword.

Therefore, he can only forcefully break through the sixth realm and cut off the opportunity to advance rapidly in the future.

The moment he entered the sixth realm, the pool of innate spiritual energy in the dantian suddenly began to surge, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed into his body crazily, was refined by the inner elixir, and transformed into innate spiritual energy, and continuously accumulated in the pool, making the pool bigger and bigger, turning into a big lake!

In addition, above his Yuanshen, the clouds were endless, as if lifting his Yuanshen, constantly rising in the mind space, like clouds rising and ascending!

Breaking through the Six Realms, an extremely powerful force surged up. This force made Zhao Pei feel invincible. He even had the idea of ​​killing Anle. Then, wind and thunder appeared in his palm and he caught Anle's extremely simple sword.

The sword caught it, but the Six Realm flesh body was cut and blood flew across. His palm was directly cut off. He had to use all the power in the Dantian Qi Sea and all the rays of light in his mind to hit the sword, which reduced the power of the sword!

Blood was splashed, and the pain made Zhao Pei bite his lips, and deep fear emerged in his eyes!

Why can't he stop it? !

He broke into the Six Realms!

With the amazing appearance of being the first on the Little Saint List, he broke into the Six Realms, why... still can't he stop this sword?

Anle Tongshen Sword was buzzing, and the sword intent was boiling, just like the gushing earth fairy fire when the sword was forged, and the sword fell like a hammer.

This was the sword intent that Anle suddenly realized by combining the sword way taught by the First Emperor.

Naturally extraordinary!

If it was the Sixth Realm Yuanmeng Commander at the time, he would have been killed with one sword.

But Zhao Pei entered the Sixth Realm, and only his palm was cut off. His own aura was surging, and he still forcibly blocked the sword.

Anle was even a little surprised...

But thinking of the method Zhao Pei practiced, plus Zhao Pei's talent, breaking into the Sixth Realm and achieving a realm transition, it is naturally very different!

The madness in the desperate situation, at the cost of a palm, blocked this sword, which is reasonable.

Zhao Pei's broken palm was constantly dripping with blood, and his heart was completely cold...

The Fifth Realm kills the Sixth Realm... Rare, but not impossible, most of the geniuses on the Little Saint List can do it.

But the Six Realms were very ordinary Six Realms of cultivation.

Zhao Pei was not in such a Six Realms, but he was still nearly killed by a sword!

Zhao Pei no longer had the slightest intention to compete with An Le.

He looked at An Le, who was holding the Swallow Returning Nest, with fear, and shook the blood off the sword. He shook his body and rushed to kill him again.

He roared, and used his Six Realms cultivation to the fullest to operate his body skills. His body turned into a stream of light and quickly rushed towards Lin'an Prefecture.

Zhao Pei, who had broken into the Six Realms, had increased his speed by more than one level.

An Le held the Swallow Returning Nest in his hand, and his body turned into a sword-like divine deer, chasing like the wind.

At this moment, the distance between the two was no more than a hundred miles away from Lin'an City!

On the tower of Lin'an City.

Some strong men had already noticed this abnormality!

Many soldiers guarding the city were ready.

An Le and the Second Prince, who had broken into the Six Realms, were running their blood with all their strength, just like two angry dragons surging on the ground!

Thunder and wind rolled, and the sword energy surged!

Like huge waves crashing down!

Instantly, the tranquility of Lin'an Prefecture was shattered!

On the tower, many strong defenders frowned slightly.

One after another, the souls rose into the air, their eyes opened and closed, and suddenly there was a brilliant and extremely bright light of the mind descending!

"I am Zhao Pei! I am the second prince Zhao Pei!"

"This boy wants to kill the prince! Treason! Stop him!"

The second prince Zhao Pei felt the surging and oppressive soul power.

A hopeful look suddenly emerged in his heart.

In Lin'an Prefecture, the auras of many strong men fluttered up, watching the scene outside the city.

The souls of many strong men fell like a curtain of light, as if a wall fell from the sky, trying to block Anle and the second prince Zhao Pei!

These souls are the souls of many free and easy masters of the seventh realm stationed on the city wall!

However, what really made Anle feel pressured were those Nine Realm strongmen who rushed out from the tower, such as the left and right Jinwu Guards generals who had chased Anle.

However, as soon as the two Nine Realm strongmen broke through the air, they felt their hearts sink.

They looked up.

But they saw that the clouds covering Lin'an Prefecture had dissipated.

Zhao Huangting stepped on a sword and embraced Su Muzhe's delicate body beside him. Su Muzhe held the first-grade Dayan sword in his hand, his eyebrows opened and closed, and the sword energy palace in his mind space was empty.

The densely packed swords were all suspended in the sky, turning into the Dayan sword formation, which should be pressed down.

The two generals dared not move for a moment!

After all, that was the famous Dayan sword formation of the Jianchi Palace!

On the ground.

Anle, who turned into a divine deer and galloped, threw the Yan Guichao in his hand into the air, and under the control of his mind, it floated beside him.

On the other side, Anle took off the bamboo sword Qingshan from his waist.

Qingshan trembled, and the sword chanted and roared to the sky. It was an extremely excited sword chant!

In Qingshan, there was an overwhelming momentum.

Anle held Qingshan, and his figure was fluttering in the process of rushing forward, stabbing, picking, cracking, wiping, chopping, hanging, collapsing, and lifting!

The sword light was like a shadow, and the sword energy was like ink. With the world as paper, a complex and complicated picture of sword energy mountains and rivers was slowly unfolded like a scroll!

I have a sword that can draw mountains and rivers!

The sword meaning of mountains and rivers, the sword energy is rugged!

After the simple sword, it is the most complicated sword!

When it comes to painting, Anle is a professional. Painting with the proud Qingshan, it naturally adds a bit of power!

The sword energy mountains and rivers pushed out horizontally, and the Yuanshen city wall blocking him in front of him was suddenly knocked open!

No one had ever thought that Anle's sword would be so powerful!

In the imperial city.

Finally, a terrifying will rose up. A pair of huge golden eyes suddenly appeared above the entire Lin'an Mansion. Between opening and closing, a terrifying will pressure was brought down!

"Anle! You dare!"

Tear open the Yuanshen City Wall with a sword.

Anle glanced at the lofty golden eyes that rose and opened from the sky above Lin'an Mansion. Facing the terrifying will pressure, he was fearless. The pressure was like the breeze. His proud bones still stood up. He did not bow his head and bend his waist. Instead, the invincible momentum of the golden dragon rose step by step, and the dragon roared to the sky!

So he raised his hand, the red heart sword intent surged, and an extremely simple sword was thrown out with his fist sword, hitting the hilt of Yan Guichao.

The sword, horizontal, is one.

One hit will kill.

The red heart collapse sword.

Yan Guichao screamed, and in an instant, this top-grade sword shone brightly, carrying endless killing intent and unstoppable pride!

When the second prince Zhao Pei looked back, he was stunned, unwilling, and bitter.

A sword pierced his head, bringing with it a terrifying force, and nailed it hard on the wall of Lin'an City.

“Why not?”

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