Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 332

  Chapter 332 My life is worthy of heaven and earth

  In the main hall, there was complete silence.

  What kind of role can a supreme and world-class expert play in the battle situation?

  If it was before today, everyone would definitely say: Naturally, it has a great effect, but it is also difficult to determine the outcome of the battle.

   After all, manpower is sometimes poor. For example, Cheng Ling, although she successfully assassinated the Cangtian King, but to deal with the entire Feiying Army, she would not be able to do it with her own strength.

  If she was really invincible, how could she get hurt later? And since then, she never went to the front line to kill the enemy?

   It can only be said that those who can give such judgments are only because they have never seen "Today's Cheng Ling".

  If you see it, no one should dare to speak like this again.

  When the personal power exceeds a certain level, it can really decide the situation of the battle!

   Cheng Ling saved Xiao Man with a glass of wine, and killed the sixth prince with a glass of wine.

   Then she patted the table, and three pairs of chopsticks bounced off the table.

  Six silver chopsticks in hand, one shot at Chang Hong, one shot at Imperial Concubine Jin, one at General Murong Hong, and the remaining three were aimed at the elite soldiers on the side of the imperial concubine who were the fastest.

   Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  The six silver chopsticks are like six lightning bolts, breaking through the barrier of time and space, and appearing in front of their respective targets like a leap.

   Concubine Jin was the first to be hit, she had no power to dodge at all, and an old nanny who followed her was obviously a master, but this old nanny only had time to hold Concubine Jin—

   Judging by her actions, it seemed that she wanted to pull Concubine Jin away, and then she stepped forward to catch Cheng Ling's chopsticks.

  But unfortunately, she overestimated herself and underestimated Cheng Ling.

  The speed of the silver chopsticks was so fast that almost everyone in the hall was at a loss for words.

   There are thunderbolts and the collapse of hills and mountains. Like a golden crow sweeping the sky, like a red dragon patrolling the sky.

   Imperial Concubine Jin couldn't even utter a second exclamation, and her last voice was fixed on the sentence "Emperor".

  The silver chopsticks pierced her throat, and Concubine Jin also fell on her back, just like her sixth son. At this moment, the same person, the scene reappeared.

  The only difference is that when the sixth prince fell, Concubine Jin wailed for her, but Concubine Jin fell, but no one wailed for her.

   No one even came to catch her. The old nanny who had just reached out to save her saw that the situation was not good, her old and stiff face changed instantly, she turned around and used lightness kung fu, intending to run away for her life.

   At the same time, the other five silver chopsticks also hit their targets respectively.

  Chang Hong is better than Concubine Jin in terms of skill and power, and is more cunning and cunning, so he dodges an inch more than Concubine Jin.

  The silver chopsticks missed Chang Hong's throat, but flew over the flesh and blood on the side of his neck.

  Chang Hong let out a cry of pain: "Ah!"

  Chick! laugh! laugh!

   Silver chopsticks into the meat.

   At the same time, there were several other similar cries of pain.

  These chopsticks are the general Murong Hong, and several elite masters from the anti-army side.

  Murong Hong is a veteran general, a well-known battle master in the Wei Dynasty, with top-notch skills, but he couldn't catch Cheng Ling's chopsticks.

   Cheng Ling sent out six silver chopsticks with one blow, and eliminated several key figures of the enemy's leader level.

  Once a person dies, everything ceases to exist. Whatever the king's ambition to dominate, the achievements of thousands of years, whether it is rebellion or forcing the palace, everything becomes a cloud of smoke, and the wind blows away.

   Just like that sentence: right and wrong, success or failure turns around!

  How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes.

  In the main hall, Murong Hong stared wide-eyed, and let out two "ho ho" from his throat, looking straight at Cheng Ling like thunder, but he couldn't help but fall down in the end.

  In front of the throne, as Chang Hong was injured, Wei Huang suddenly let out a roar, and he slapped his hands on the armrest of the throne suddenly, causing a wave of air to rise from the sleeves of his robe.

boom!

   The thin rope wrapped around Wei Huang's neck was finally shaken away by him, he turned around and stretched out his sleeves, Chang Hong fell back and fell.

  Huang Wei suddenly jumped up, lifted Chang Hong from behind the throne like an angry eagle flapping its wings, and fell to the ground with a bang.

  Chang Hong screamed: "Your Majesty, old slave..."

  But he couldn't finish his sentence, and after falling to the ground, Wei Huang took another step forward. He tore off the thin rope that was originally wrapped around his neck, and wrapped it around Chang Hong's neck instead.

  The thin rope was tightened, Wei Huang hissed angrily: "Old dog, beast, how dare you bully me!"

   Click!

  Chang Hong's neck was strangled by Wei Huang himself, Wei Huang took a step back, and sat back on the throne with a bang.

   Then, another mouthful of dark red blood spewed out from Emperor Wei's mouth.

   "Your Majesty!"

  In the hall, all the officials exclaimed again.

   Wei Huang just waved his hands, blood was still pouring out of his mouth, but he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

  Emperor Wei laughed loudly, his voice was thick and bold, and the sound shook both inside and outside the hall.

  "In my life, I will help the great Wei in the midst of the fall, save the people from the fire and water, expel the Wuhu, unify the northern kingdom, achieve great achievements, expand the territory, and achieve everything."

   "My eldest son, Xiao Man, is intelligent and steady, able to endure and be resourceful. He has both the wisdom to rule the country and the ability to fight. He conquered the Eastern Qi Dynasty and expanded our country's borders. He is worthy of the name of the prince. I have someone to succeed me!"

   "So what if some treacherous officials occasionally come to commit crimes? But the local chicken Wagoer! Cheng Ling, I am also a scholar of the country, my close minister, who is rewarded by my insight, who can stop **** and murder thieves?"

   "I am worthy of my ancestors, future generations, and heaven and earth!"

   "The current biography is located in the prince Xiaoman, who succeeded me to the throne, that is, the emperor."

   "You will do your best to help, don't slack off, I... go!"

  After saying this sentence, Wei Huang, who was sitting on the throne like a golden sword like a horse, suddenly closed his eyes.

His hands are still flat on the armrest of the throne, his back is still straight, his face is majestic and calm, except for his closed eyes and blood on the corner of his mouth, he looks as if he is just resting on the throne with his eyes closed That's all.

  Who would believe that he was just stating his last words?

  Until a certain moment, the fifth prince lying on the ground suddenly called out in a trembling voice: "Father, Father?"

   Emperor Wei remained silent.

   In the 20th year of Yuanfeng in the Great Wei Dynasty, on September 28th, the death knell for the death of the emperor rang from the Wei Jing Palace.

  No one could have expected that the heroic Emperor Wei would come to an end on such a day.

  The transfer of imperial power between the old and new generations of the Wei State also went smoothly beyond expectations.

  The imperial concubine Jin's palace change was nothing more than a farce, but unfortunately the ending of this farce was too tragic.

   It's fine that all the leading figures of the imperial concubine and party died on the spot, but the death of Emperor Wei is really deplorable.

   Later, the imperial doctor inspected and confirmed that as early as many years ago, Emperor Wei was infected with a chronic and strange poison from the northern desert. This kind of strange poison cannot kill a person instantly, but it will secretly erode the vitality of the human body and gradually weaken the person.

  At the same time, people who are poisoned must avoid emotional ups and downs, otherwise they will be in danger of retrograde qi and blood.

  Ever since leaving the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, Emperor Wei has been cultivating himself for many years, and later even fell in love with fishing, probably because of this strange poison.

  If it hadn't been for Concubine Jin who poisoned the palace this time, Emperor Wei might be able to slowly get rid of this poison and continue his life after a few more years of cultivation.

   It can only be said that all dependent origins have antecedent causes, whether it is kalpa or evil.

  (end of this chapter)

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