Chapter 130 Shocking Innateness

Late at night, Kunning Palace.

Today, the queen went to bed, and after lingering for half the night, she fell into a deep sleep.

Zheng Yi also took this opportunity to transfer a pure Yang energy into Lu Lin'er's body.

Ten months later, it will be the day the prince is born.

And this prince will also be the prince of Dayu.

Yes, he will be a prince for life.

At this moment, Zheng Yi suddenly changed his expression and looked a little strange.

He touched the sleeping Lu Lin'er's forehead, then stood up and left Kunning Palace while being washed by his personal maid.

The accompanying eunuchs and maids led the way, and they meandered all the way to Bai Yujing.

"All go down."

"No!"

The eunuchs and maids retreated, leaving only Zheng Yi walking slowly up to the third floor of Bai Yujing.

In the spacious three-story square, Zheng Yi stood alone. The moonlight was bright in the distance, and his clothes were swaying, almost like an immortal.

"Senior has been with me for so long, why don't you plan to show up?"

"Hehehehe..."

A hoarse laugh came: "It is rumored that His Majesty Dayu is a man of great talent and strategy, and loves the people like a son. He is the master of Dayu's resurgence."

"What I didn't expect is that even my martial arts cultivation is so prosperous, and I can actually notice my arrival."

Under the moonlight, an old man in black robe suddenly appeared, as if he had always existed in the present.

Zheng Yi said: "A warrior in the Xiantian realm?"

“Not bad!”

The old man said: "You are the first person who knows after I advance to Xiantian."

"And you are very courageous. You actually dared to meet me alone, and even chased away the other accompanying guards."

"Boy, your behavior is very suitable for me!"

Zheng Yi said quietly: "The new innate, you should be the innate who broke through in Dongling Mountain three months ago."

"Huh? You know?"

The old man frowned and said coldly: "Are you checking me?"

"The world of Dayu is my world. Even the innately powerful are my people, so how can I not find out?"

Zheng Yidao: "Based on the information searched by Jin Yiwei and Shang Wusi, and based on the comparison of more than ten Grandmaster level warriors in the martial arts world over the past few decades."

"You should be Xie Jiuque of Beimang Mountain, who is known as the 'Ghost Sword'. Am I right?"

The old man, or rather Xie Jiuque, frowned, took a deep breath and said, "You are indeed checking on me..."

"Emperor Zhengyong, do you really think that your palace compound is some kind of forbidden area that other martial arts comrades dare not pass through?"

"For me, when you get there, you can come whenever you want and leave whenever you want!"

"You ignore the boundary between the imperial court and the Jianghu and use the hands of the imperial court to forcibly manage the Jianghu people. Aren't you afraid of arousing the hatred of the Jianghu people in Dayu and leading to assassination?"

Zheng Yi said: "Dayu Jianghu? What I want is just one area in the capital, how can it involve the entire Jianghu?"

"Hehehe...sharp and sharp!"

Xie Jiuque said: "I have carefully screened your behavior."

"If you don't make a sound, you will be a blockbuster. And you should consider everything comprehensively and see the big from the small."

"The ban on martial arts seems to only operate within the boundaries of the capital, but sooner or later it will affect the entire Yu."

"I advise you to stop thinking about it!"

"Senior Xie, is this why you are here today?"

Zheng Yi asked: "Is there anything else?"

Xie Jiuque frowned and said, "Why do you ask that? I act openly and aboveboard in order to seek justice for my fellow Jianghu colleagues!"

"Justice?"

Zheng Yi suddenly said: "It's for fame!"

"Let me think about it, you have had conflicts with Wuyue Sword Sect, Taiyi Zhao Suling, Tianming Sect, Tianlong Temple, and even the Yunmengze Tuoba family, Yuanhe Mountain, Jingang Temple, Cihang Temple and other sects. It’s just for the sake of being the leader of the martial arts alliance.”

"You stood up for the warriors in the capital today, do you still want to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"You..."

"Xie Jiuque, how about I help you ascend to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"You...?"

Xie Jiuque was stunned: "What on earth are you thinking about?"

"It's very simple. I want a real martial arts person to help me lead the martial arts world."

Zheng Yi said quietly: "You have sufficient cultivation, but your reputation is too bad. More than ten years ago, because the exercises you practiced were too cruel and you needed to kill people as a inducement, you were labeled as a heretic by the righteous martial arts, and you have been beaten by everyone since then. ”

"Now that you have entered the Xiantian realm, you want to do something big and use this as an opportunity to get to know the leader of the righteous martial arts community in the south. Am I right?"

"Come and help me. As long as you join the imperial court, I can allow you to secretly join the Shangwu Division, and deploy martial arts masters to cheer for you and help you ascend to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance... How about that?"

Xie Jiuque's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing began to become somewhat disordered.

He has always wanted to ascend to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.

Unfortunately, he was born in a poor family and did not have the guidance of a famous teacher.

When he was young, he picked up a secret book of sword techniques in the ravine of Beimang Mountain, and started practicing like a thirsty man.

Unexpectedly, this nameless sword technique was very consistent with his talent and foundation. He became proficient in it in a short period of time and entered the realm of a warrior.

From then on, he began to challenge many sects alone, eagerly learning the techniques of different sects and integrating them into his own sword skills.

Because of his fierce sword skills, domineering behavior, and increasingly weird sword skills, he earned the title of "Ghost Sword".

Three months ago, the world changed dramatically and vitality became abundant.

He suddenly realized the Tao in Dongling Mountain and entered the realm of innateness.

Innate realm!

In the entire Dayu, there are not even a single palm capable of being strong in the Xiantian realm.

With this strength, he can ascend to the throne of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

I originally wanted to do a few big things and then compete for the leader of the martial arts league.

Unexpectedly, when doing the first big thing, he was called out by the person responsible for his intention.

He looked stern and gritted his teeth and said: "Why do you think I will believe you? Why can you help me become the leader of the martial arts alliance? And why..."

"Why?"

Zheng Yi took a step forward, his momentum gradually rising: "I am the emperor!"

"Lord of Yu!"

"The Lord of the World!"

"You...innate realm!"

Xie Jiuque exclaimed: "How is it possible! This momentum... Xiantian realm? How can you be a Xiantian realm warrior?"

"How is it impossible?"

Zheng Yi sneered and said: "The sky has changed greatly, but only my capital has changed."

"I am destiny!"

Along with Zheng Yi's voice, an inexplicable aura fell from the sky and pinned Xie Jiuque tightly underneath him. At this moment, Xie Jiuque seemed to be facing not an ordinary emperor from a mortal court, but a divine king who had come to the mortal world.

Even behind him, several magnificent and huge figures appeared.

Looking at it in a daze, it looks like a dragon!

"This kind of momentum...impossible!"

Xie Jiuque roared angrily, and his figure suddenly shot towards Zheng Yi like a ghost.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a crescent-shaped scimitar appeared in his hand, slashing hard at Zheng Yi.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and the sword's light exploded.

"Well done!"

Zheng Yi also roared angrily. It had been many years since he had really fought with other people with real swords and guns.

Since I finally got this opportunity, I certainly wouldn’t let it go.

The right hand held the sword, and the back hair came first. He took one step forward and faced Xie Jiuque's ghost sword with one hand.

"What?!"

Xie Jiuque exclaimed. Although he was irritable, he was not a fool.

I came to the palace today just to teach the current emperor a lesson, and I didn't dare to kill him at all.

At the critical moment, he had to change the direction of the scimitar in his hand and slashed towards the side.

"Dang!"

The crisp sound of metal and iron came, and Zheng Yi slashed the side of Xie Jiuque's scimitar with one hand, slashing it to the ground, leaving a huge gap.

And Zheng Yi's one hand actually exuded a strong bloody aura.

"What are you doing? You really want to die!"

Xie Jiuque roared angrily, his body filled with killing intent.

Zheng Yi said: "Ghost Sword Xie Jiuque, don't hold back, I really want to try your skills."

"Seeking death!"

Xie Jiuque roared angrily, and the ghost sword in his hand suddenly let out a shrill roar. With a sudden force, the ghost sword instantly slashed towards Zheng Yi's neck.

Zheng Yi also quickly retreated, stretched out his hand to grab, and the Xiuchun Dao hanging on the weapon rack in the distance was quickly attracted, and he caught it in his hand.

"Dang!"

The two knives intersected, and the dark ghost and the blood-red evil energy immediately collided together, making a violent hissing sound.

"A hundred battles with the bloody sword!"

Xie Jiuque exclaimed: "How is that possible!"

"How come you, like Xu Mujun, use the sword of battlefield killing to advance to the innate level?!"

"The bloody sword of Hundred Wars needs to kill people to advance. How many people have you killed?"

"Don't lose your focus!"

Zheng Yi shouted loudly, suddenly withdrew his left hand, quickly made a gesture on his chest to transform, like a lotus blooming, and slapped Xie Jiuque hard.

"Bang!"

Xie Jiuque's figure quickly retreated, his chest was slightly sunken, his clothes were in pieces, a lotus wound appeared on his chest, and his face was even more surprised.

"The White Lotus Nianhua Technique! This is the White Lotus sect's technique, how could you possibly do it!"

"Did the White Lotus Sect also defect to the imperial court?"

Zheng Yi was unyielding and once again took advantage of the situation.

"No matter how many exercises you practice, it doesn't matter. You can't bite off more than you can chew!"

Xie Jiuque shouted angrily, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a crescent moon again, spinning and slashing at Zheng Yi.

Attack it and you will save it, then force it to retreat.

Only in this way can the power of his sword skills be unleashed.

"Woooooo~!"

Waves of shrill screams suddenly came from Xie Jiuque, and the air around him became strange, as if he was caught in a ghostly mist.

Facing this scene, Zheng Yi's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became fanatical and angry, just like an evil ghost from ancient times.

A scarlet light flashed from his pupils, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand came first, exuding a burst of blood.

Almost at the same time, the aura on his body also changed, endless evil forces poured out, and even the shape of an evil ghost Yaksha formed behind him in a trance.

Xie Jiuque's expression became even more ugly. The ghost sword was so fast that it kept colliding with the Xiuchun sword in Zheng Yi's hand. The auras of the two of them also started fighting each other at this moment.

"Impossible!"

"The Heavenly Demon Sword! The Heavenly Demon's Great Technique!"

"How come you can't even master Baihuamen's Heavenly Demon Dharma!"

Xie Jiuque couldn't believe the look in his eyes.

Emperor Dayu, he believes that he knows Xu Mujun's Hundred Battles Blood Sword, and he believes that he knows Taiyi's Changchun Kung Fu.

Even if you say that he knows the techniques of Kongo Temple or even Tianlong Temple, he will believe it.

But Bai Lian Nian Hua Jue and Tian Mo Dao are demonic skills. How could he do it!

And...

Your Majesty is not yet 30 years old, so why do you have so many exercises?

And it also integrates the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought to step into the innate world? !

Zheng Yi moved forward again, abandoned his sword and drew his sword, forcing Xie Jiuque again.

The swordsmanship was exquisite, like stars exploding, forcing Xie Jiuque to retreat continuously.

"Taiyiyi, Seven Star Sword Technique!"

"The Sword of Merciless and Chaotic Intentions? Cihang'an's "Cihang's Forgetting Love Skill", how is it possible!"

"Eagle Claw Kung Fu?"

"South Vietnam poisonous finger?"

"How many kinds of exercises do you know?"

Xie Jiuque felt that his world view had collapsed. How could one person practice so many techniques?

And... he's so extraordinary that he ascended to the innate realm? !

"Poof!"

Finally, Xie Jiuque was so shaken that Zheng Yi accidentally pressed his finger on his chest, pressed down with one hand, and pushed him away more than ten meters, hitting Bai Yujing's wall hard. .

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out, but his eyes were still in disbelief at this time.

"Impossible...how could you integrate hundreds of schools and ascend to Xiantian in such a short period of time!"

Zheng Yi walked slowly and said indifferently: "Nothing is impossible in this world."

"For example, you are already innate, do you imagine that from now on the world will be so big that you can leave at will?"

"Am I the only one in heaven and on earth?"

"But how could you have thought that you are not the only one in this world who can advance to the innate level."

At some point, three figures suddenly appeared in front of Xie Jiuque's eyes.

These four figures are all eunuchs.

And the aura on their bodies... is innate!

It’s innate again!

Three innates in a row!

Especially the old eunuch at the head, the aura on his body was as deep as prison, enough to crush him easily.

"How, how is it possible...innate!"

Asking for a monthly ticket~

(End of chapter)