Cross To Be The Emperor

　　 "Your Majesty!"

　　 Ding Tianjian roared with a sad expression.

　　 The profound energy all over his body bloomed in an instant, and his momentum rushed straight into the sky, as if there was another sun in the sky.

　　 "Half Saint!"

　　 The monkey's expression condensed, his reaction swiftly, and he flashed to protect Li Hengxuan's body, a look of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

　　Half holy!

　　 Transcendence becomes holy, once a warrior becomes holy, he enters another realm.

　　 Ten Wuzong may be able to temporarily hold one Wuhuang, and resist for a while. But ten Martial Emperors absolutely cannot hold back one Martial Saint.

　　 Transcendence and sanctification is by no means just talking.

　　 Liangzhou's aura is thin, and Wu Sheng is basically impossible to appear.

　　 Dante's Heavenly Sword actually became a semi-sage, surpassing the realm of the Martial Emperor's pinnacle, and it was only a step away to become a holy, which no one had expected. If he weren't born in Liangzhou, or if he was injured by Ding Hang a hundred years ago, the moment is already approaching, maybe he could really become holy.

　　 No wonder, he cut off the meridians of the eighth-level martial emperor Ding Feng with just one sword.

　　 This strength, you can simply pick all of them!

　　 "Your Majesty."

　　 The monkey gave a deep voice, waiting for Li Hengxuan's order.

"kill!"

　　 Li Hengxuan looked cold, and shouted in a deep voice.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 The monkey nodded. He didn't care about Ding Tianjian's strength. Since Li Hengxuan has spoken, he will execute it.

　　 Then, the monkey swung two sticks.

　　 The heads of Ding Feng and Yu Buxun bloomed.

　　 Ding Tianjian has a grief, and sighed, "Your Majesty, why is your Majesty so cruel!"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled and said coldly: "Why, do you want to turn back!"

　　 "Master!"

　　 Aoshuang Aoyu, while kneeling towards Ding Tianjian, at this critical moment the two sisters chose to stand on Li Hengxuan’s side.

　　 shouted loudly: "We live and die with your Majesty!"

"Ugh!"

　　 Ding Tianjian sighed, put away his profound energy, fell from the air, and bowed to Li Hengxuan, saying: "Your Majesty, the grassroots is abrupt."

"Ok."

　　 Li Hengxuan nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, Sect Master Ding is too sad in his heart."

　　 In the past few days, he has basically figured out Ding Tianjian's character.

　　 This person is soft-hearted and has no courage. He can never do anything to rebel.

　　 One, he worships Emperor Shengwu, and he is a person who cares about Daxia. Both Aoshuang and Aoyu are now Li Hengxuan's woman, and with a personality like Ding Tianjian, it is absolutely impossible to harm his apprentice.

　　 He is just a little bit of the Mother's Heart.

　　 One hundred years ago, Ding Hang directly rebelled. He couldn't bear to kill him, so he only expelled Ding Hang from Liangzhou.

　　 What's more, now, Ding Feng and Yu Buxu have not directly rebelled against Heavenly Sword Sect.

　　 But Li Hengxuan, but they have to kill these two people. Ding Feng and Yu Buxun did not expressly oppose the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they did oppose Da Xia!

　　 If even the rebellion can be let go, then what else is unforgivable?

　　 Li Hengxuan said again: "Sect Master Ding, do you know how I met Shuang'er and Yu'er?"

　　 "The grass people don't know."

　　 Ding Tianjian was taken aback, and he didn't understand what Li Hengxuan suddenly said about it.

　　 In fact, he really didn't know that Aoshuang Aoyu had been busy comprehending Jianxin for the past seven days, and did not tell him about the Jianfeng Trial Cave. Li Hengxuan also asked them not to say it.

　　 Li Hengxuan said again: "Sect Master Ding is missing a righteous son, haven't you noticed it?"

　　 "Ding Lin?"

　　 Ding Tianjian was taken aback, and said sadly: "What happened to your Majesty General Ding Lin?"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled and said softly: "I didn't kill him!"

Aoyu whispered: "Master, Ding Lin was killed by Yu'er. That day, Yu'er and her sister went to Jianfeng Trial Cave to find sword spirits. Ding Lin colluded with the Zhu family to kill Yu'er and her sister. It was all thanks to your majesty's help. , Yu'er and her sister can live to the present. And there are people behind Ding Lin who support, otherwise Ding Lin will never command the Zhu family!"

　　 "Oh! I knew that the rebellious son was not right, I didn't expect that he would even dare to do it with your sisters!" Ding Tianjian sighed in a deep voice. He looked a few years old again, and his momentum continued to weaken.

　　 Li Hengxuan said with a smile: "Ding Lin is going to stimulate you with Aoshuang Aoyu's corpse, so that your old wounds will relapse, you will die, and you will die! And the person behind, Sect Master Ding should not be difficult to guess."

"I know I know…"

　　 Ding Tianjian turned around and looked at the bodies of Ding Feng and Yu Buxun, with a complicated expression. By now he naturally knew who wanted him to die.

　　 These two are the younger brothers who grew up with him.

　　 Once upon a time, how many years ago, they all had a common dream to carry forward the Heavenly Sword Sect.

　　 I don't know when they came to the opposite of contradiction.

　　 Today, life and death are separated.

　　 Ding Tianjian's face was withered, and his whole body was suddenly fallen down. He was already on the verge of a limit. Today, he suffered from this blow, and his life was gone, his life was rising, and he was about to return to the west.

　　 "Your Majesty, have you forgotten what you promised your old man?"

　　 Yao Muxue fell from the sky, looking at the old Ding Tianjian who was about to die, and said in a deep voice with grief on his face.

　　 "Of course I will never forget."

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled slightly. At that time, Li Hengxuan gave Yaomuxue Huanyan Pill, and promised to heal Ding Tianjian and marry them for the two of them. Only then did Li Hengxue obtain Yaomuxue's allegiance. Seeing Li Hengxuan beckoning slightly, Hua Tuo appeared in front of Ding Tianjian.

　　 He said softly, "Hua Qing, can it be cured?"

　　 "Look at Rongchen."

　　 Hua Tuo nodded, and grabbed Ding Tianjian's hand with a serious expression, and said, "A hundred years of chronic illness is very difficult to treat."

"Ugh…"

Ding Tianjian sighed, his face was neither joy nor sadness. He knew the result already~www.novelmtl.com~ and said in a deep voice: "I thought of this result a long time ago, Shuang'er, Yu'er, come here... "

　　He is going to explain the funeral.

　　 "Master..."

　　 "Brother..."

　　 The Ao's sisters knelt down immediately, tears streaming down their faces.

　　 Yao Muxue also looked sad, and slowly walked to the back of Ding Tianjian, hugged him from behind, Ding Tianjian did not refuse.

　　 In more than two hundred years, this is the first time the two of them have gotten so close.

　　 "Sister, Heavenly Sword's life, the only person who is ashamed is you."

　　 Ding Tianjian's voice was low and deep, he did not follow the established rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect, calling Yao Muxue his junior. But like when she was young, she called Yao Muxue the senior sister.

　　 For so many years, he has focused on kendo, focused on the Heavenly Sword Sect, deliberately avoiding Yao Muxue's feelings. It wasn't until this moment, when he was about to die, that he understood what he had missed in his life.

　　 This is the most precious thing in the world.

　　 He has always had it, but he has never had it.

　　 "If time can pass, Heavenly Sword will definitely not let the senior sister down."

　　 Ding Tianjian sighed, his expression full of guilt. Yao Muxue at this moment has already regained her youth, slowly overlapping with the person in his memory 200 years ago. But he didn't even dare to turn around and glance at Yao Muxue.

　　 "Shuang'er, Yu'er, Heaven Sword Sect will be handed over to you in the future."

　　 Ding Tianjian looked at Aoshuang and Aoyu kindly, then looked at Li Hengxuan, knelt down, and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I hope you can lead the Heavenly Sword Sect on a bright road."

"Ha ha…"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled, but looked at Hua Tuo.

　　 Hua Tuo arched his hands and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, a hundred years of stubborn illness, although it is difficult, but the minister can cure it!"