Dafeng's Night Squad

The wangfei was his woman, a woman in his harem. Even if she was later given to the North-guarding Prince, wasn’t the North-guarding Prince still him?

As the king of a country, he could not tolerate such humiliation.

Xu Qi ‘an, I’m going to cut you into a thousand pieces, a thousand pieces!

Jean d ‘arc was completely enraged. His face twisted and his hair stood on end as he roared,”Sword, come!”

In Chuzhou, that mysterious master had picked up the nation-suppressing sword. Zhen de had been confused for a long time. It was not until Xu Qi ‘an’s identity was exposed that he suddenly realized.

Just like how the supervisor had blocked the secrets of heaven from the evil monk at the bottom of sang Bo, Xu Qi ‘an was able to hold the nation-guarding sword that day mostly because of the supervisor’s help.

If there was someone outside of the royal family who could pick up the nation-guarding sword, that person would be none other than the supervisor.

But this time, it was different. Back then, King Huai was a Prince, but now he was the real Emperor.

Moreover, he was the king of a country who was standing on the spirit of the dragon vein.

In all of Da Feng, this luck was one of a kind.

The supervisor was now entangled with salen AGU and could no longer stop him.

BOOM!

The temple of mountains and rivers in eternal town exploded. The brass sword soared into the sky and turned into a stream of light.

This stream of light streaked across the sky, streaked across the pupils of everyone who raised their heads. Countless people’s gazes followed the stream of light.

The National Sword, the most precious treasure of Dafeng!

During the Battle of Shanhai Pass, the Emperor took out the nation-guarding sword from the temple of Yongzhen mountain and river and gave it to North-guarding King.

This story was widely spread.

The nation-suppressing sword was the symbol of the DA Feng royal family. This was common knowledge that even the common people knew.

Outside the scenic yang Hall, Huai Qings expression suddenly changed.”The nation-guarding sword … This is bad!”

“The. the nation-guarding sword …”

The crown prince’s face was as white as a sheet of paper. He looked at chief advisor Wang in fear.

Everything that had happened had completely exceeded the limits of his imagination. The Golden Dragon that had suddenly soared into the sky, the majestic and awe-inspiring father … And the National Sword, the peerless divine weapon that symbolized the royal family.

His actions of closing the palace gates not long ago, the hidden intentions behind it, could not be hidden from his father.

A great disaster was imminent.

Chief advisor Wang didn’t answer. He just nodded at him with a calm expression, indicating that he shouldn’t lose his composure.

In a small courtyard in the inner city.

The woman in the cotton dress carefully climbed Up the Ladder to the Roof.

She looked at the horizon but still couldn’t see the battle. She could only hear the occasional Thunder-like explosion.

I knew that this day would come sooner or later. After Wei Yuan died, I knew that you were going to kill the Emperor … She clenched her fists tightly.

He had to stay alive.

In the suburbs of the capital, Black Lotus Taoist, whose aura had been weakened to the extreme, returned to his original form. He looked at the peerless beauty and laughed wildly.

“Luo Yuheng, did you hear that? The nation-guarding sword is specialized in breaking the physical body of a martial artist. In the situation where Jian Zheng can’t do anything, in the capital, no, in the land of Da Feng, Zhen de is invincible. ”

Invincible? “I’ll allow you to live a little longer,” Luo Yuheng said.

She immediately turned her head and looked at the capital, narrowing her beautiful eyes.

After this battle, you’re mine.

The corners of her mouth curled up.

The supervisor walked to the side of the eight trigrams stage and looked at the stream of light that started from sangpo and swept across half of the capital.

Salen AGU tightened his grip on the sheep-herding whip.

The two rank-I martial artists had yet to exchange blows, but their territories were already clashing intensely without a sound.

Everyone’s eyes were on the flowing light. In this battle, the nation-guarding sword was the key, the key to the outcome of the battle.

Xu Qi ‘an’s pupils reflected the light of the nation-guarding sword. His pupils dilated slightly, looking listless and empty, with his attention distracted.

What flashed through his mind was the massacre in Chuzhou. The people who fell one by one were like grass.lt was the cupped fist salute from the soldiers at the top of the city wall when he killed zhenbei Queen.lt was Zheng xinghuai’s desolate back as he ran around the capital and had no way to ask for help;lt was the eyes that he couldn’t close when he died in prison.

It was the gazes of admiration from Caishikou;They were the DA Feng soldiers outside Yuyang pass who wanted to defend their homeland and defeat the enemy.

In the end, he thought of that green-robed figure.

Whether it was his reputation or himself, he didn’t care about any of them.

That person only lived for two things in his life. One was love, and the other was faith.

The former was himself, while the latter was the country and the people.

Why did I do this in my life?

He stretched out his hand and shouted,”sword!”

The ray of light whizzed over and landed in Xu Qi ‘an’s hands.

It had never changed its course. From the beginning to the end, it had chosen Xu Qi ‘an.

This peerless divine weapon that had followed Emperor Gaozu on the battlefields had abandoned his bloodline and chosen an outsider.

The nation-guarding sword had chosen Xu Qi. an … Everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes.

Xu Qi ‘an held the brass sword and shouted again as Emperor Zhen de’s face stiffened, “”Spirit Dragon!”

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Countless people in the Imperial City and the palace heard the roar of the Spirit Dragon.

The Spirit Dragon broke through the waves and rode on the clouds. Its nostrils spewed out bits of purple Qi, and its scales were shrouded in purple light.

Its bones and armor started to change. Under its scales, its muscles started to bulge. Its body became longer and more muscular.

The horns on its head were forked, and a thick layer of fur grew on its neck. Its claws and fangs had become sharper.

The two black button-like pupils contracted and elongated, becoming vertical pupils.

It had become more like a dragon, a real Dragon.

The spiritual Dragon soared on the clouds at an extremely fast speed, as if it could not wait to pounce on its “master.”

Xu Qi ‘an gently landed on its back. He held the nation-guarding sword in his right hand and the Saint of Confucius carving knife in his left hand while he stepped on the Spirit Dragon..