The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"The great dynasty discussion begins...If something happens, retreat if nothing happens!"

The sharp voice of the trusting palmprint **** ended, and all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty entered the Qianyuan Palace.

I saw all the generals on the scene, all dressed in filial obedience, but the civilian officials put on a brand-new court uniform with a proud face.

Brother Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi both stood beside Emperor Xuan, while Yu Linwei, who led Chu Mu, stood at a slightly lower position, holding broad swords in both hands, motionless like a statue.

The entire Qianyuan Hall was extremely quiet at this moment, everyone silently said nothing, as if waiting for someone to appear.

If you look carefully at this moment, it is not difficult to find that too Jiang Feng has not appeared.

It stands to reason that Jiang Feng, the prince prince, would not appear when discussing such matters. Obviously, he had more important things to do.

Time passed by one minute and one second, except for the long breathing, there was no sound in Qianyuan Hall.

"Da da da..."

But at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, which spread far away in the silent hall.

Even from the sound of footsteps, you can hear endless vigor and confidence!

"Squeak..."

A tall figure wearing a golden armor with a long sword across the waist, pushed open the door of Qianyuan Hall, and walked slowly into the hall against the sun.

An impenetrable light flashed in Xuandi Gujing Wubo's eyes, but he didn't say much.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps continued, and after walking closer, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the incoming person.

Who else would Jiang Feng be?

"Boldly, as a prince, he even brought a knife to the palace, what kind of style!"

An old general with a fierce temper was the first to speak out when seeing this situation, but at the same time, there was a struggling in the eyes of Miss Pei Qing, his arms were slightly raised, trying to stop, but it was too late.

"System?" Jiang Feng sneered, "I am the system today!"

"Puff!"

When the voice fell, Jiang Feng directly drew out a sharp long knife and cut off the head of the old general with a single knife. The blood gushing several feet high, the body and head fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this situation, all the generals looked serious, and there was a cold light in their eyes, and some people even chose to do it.

But the next moment, he was stopped by General Marshal Pei Qing.

"Do you want to reverse it?"

The Emperor Xuan who hadn't spoken finally spoke, and there was not much surprise in his words, as if he had expected all this a long time ago.

"Reverse?" Jiang Feng wiped off the blood on the knife at will, sneered as before, and walked up the stairs symbolizing the position of the ninety-five years in front of him, and walked towards the dragon chair of Emperor Xuan.

"How could I be antithetical? I'm just...taking back everything I should have!!!"

In the last sentence, Jiang Feng almost roared out, his expression instantly distorted, his face flushed, and the blue veins on his neck exposed!

"From the moment I was born, I have been waiting for you to die. Only when you die can I sit on the throne of the supreme world!"

"But now, I'm thirty years old, thirty years old!!"

Jiang Feng yelled hysterically: "When you were thirty, you had been on the throne for several years, why can't you learn from Grandpa, give it to me early!"

Jiang Feng had already walked to the front of Emperor Xuan, and there was endless fierce fierceness in those red-blooded eyes.

"Just for him!" Jiang Feng pointed to Xiao Liu: "Just for this worthless tuberculosis ghost, bastard, you have moved your heart of being easy to save! Are you blind? Can't see that I am better than this tuberculosis ghost. A hundred times!"