I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

I saw Young Master Liang shot like lightning, smashing the palm of the white-bearded old man with one punch.

Immediately followed by a bow, and then another punch, the white-bearded old man was blasted out.

The blood is dripping!

"This person must be the emperor of the Ziyun Empire. I have no ill intentions, otherwise you are already dead. Now you can speak properly!"

Gong Ziliang waved his hand and said.

The emperor fell to the ground and wanted to get up, but in an instant, his blood went backwards.

Suddenly, another mouthful of blood spurted out!

He looked at Gong Ziliang with astonishment on his face.

"I don't know who your Excellency is, what do you mean by coming to my Ziyun Empire?"

Zhao Jin's face was extremely ugly, and at first glance, this young master was not good.

Bear the brunt of it as a certain Rong leader.

The emperor is the strongest existence in the Ziyun Empire, and his strength has reached the half-step True Martial Realm!

Even against a first-rank real martial artist, he has the power to fight.

But in the hands of this young boy in the weak crown, he can't get down with a single move!

It also means that the strength of the person in front of him is at least above the real martial state.

It can be said that now, his life is in his hands.

As long as the young master has a thought, he can obliterate himself at the click of a finger!

However, among those adults, when did such a strong man appear!

You must know that in the battle with the Rong people three months ago, a soldier of the seventh rank of the Xuanwu Realm returned triumphantly!

If the opponent has a real martial artist, the Ziyun Empire should have been aware of it!

There is only one explanation at the moment, and that is that the Rong people are hiding too deeply.

Not even a trace of news was revealed, and even in the midst of the war, no trump cards were exposed.

Seriously terrified!

"Your Majesty, I am Young Master Liang, and I came from Qingzhou. This time, the matter of Tianxing City was actually caused by Prince Duan Wang Feng, and the city owner of Xingfeng was framed!"

"You can also see that my strength is here. If the city lord Xingfeng wants to rebel, you are not my one-man general at all. Even if the entire Monet dynasty is not necessarily my opponent!"

The son-in-law spoke eloquently.

When he heard that Young Master Liang was not from the Rong, Zhao Jin was immediately relieved.

This also means that this person did not come to take his own life.

Then there is room for everything.

As the ruler of a country, if he has a request, he will agree.

"Xing Feng's temperament is naturally clear to me, but the wanted list was not ordered by me, but Prince Duan's idea!"

Zhao Jin said savagely, and immediately folded himself out of this matter.

After all, at this moment, people are swordsmen, and I am fish.

Where is Zhao Jin's turn to speak?

"Tomorrow morning, you are not allowed to go to court, you only need to observe in the dark, including the elders who are too high, and you are not allowed to show up. I will show you what you want to see!"

After saying that, Gong Ziliang threw himself away.

Xing Feng did not forget to throw the Great Seal of the City Lord of Tianxing City in his arms in front of Zhao Jin.

When Gongziliang left, Zhao Jin's legs went weak and he slumped on the dragon chair.

He was breathing heavily, as if he had been born after a catastrophe.

"Master, what kind of strength is this person?"

This is too shocking for him. To know the strength of the emperor, looking at the surrounding countries, there is no one that can match.

However, he was seriously injured by the blow of this young man, the elders who were hiding in the dark.

Don't even dare to take action, after all, this is not a matter of many people and few people!

"The Northern Territory is divided into ten states, and the young man came from Qingzhou. He must be a descendant of a dynasty or even a noble family in the power of the dynasty. He is so terrifying at such a young age!"

"From the point of view of the old minister, at least it is the existence of the middle stage of true martial arts!"

The emperor said truthfully.

...

In Prince Duan's mansion, Wang Feng bathed and burned incense. He also lit a dragon-head incense in front of the ancestral tablet and prayed devoutly.

Today is the day of the rise of his royal family, and his Wang Feng is the hope of the royal family.

The throne of the Ziyun Empire is only a part of his ambition. When he learned that the son and the good teacher has the strength to cross the tribulation realm, it can be said that he is completely floating!

After Xing Feng left the palace, he couldn't help but give Young Master Liang a thumbs up, he really knew how to play.

Presumably Wang Feng is currently dreaming of being able to ascend the throne tomorrow morning and reign over the world!

However, he did not know that, with Young Master Liang's hand, a net of heaven and earth had been set up in the palace, waiting for Wang Feng to get in!

Now that he, Wang Feng, just wants to walk sideways in this imperial city, who can do anything to him!

Several maids put on the purple-gold nine-claw dragon-yellow robe for Wang Feng.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, wearing a royal robe, Wang Feng's eyes were full of pride.

He had been looking forward to this day for an unknown number of years.

I thought that this life was a miss, I only dared to quietly put on this dragon robe in that secret room.

Never thought that today would be able to get what you want!

A maid was so frightened that her legs trembled, and she knelt down on the ground: "My lord, it's a capital crime to hide the dragon robe!"

The smile on Wang Feng's face suddenly solidified, and now he is the emperor of this Ziyun Empire!

As for Zhao Jin, such an unreliable old man, I am afraid that he has already died in the hands of good young heroes.

But Bi Yi, no matter what he said, this is not justified.

Now being stabbed in the sore spot by this maid, he was so angry that he directly pulled out the dragon-marked saber.

As a result of the life of the maid in front of him, he said viciously: "After tonight, the Ziyun Empire will change hands, and I, Wang Feng, are no longer Prince Duan, but a real emperor!"

After some grooming, the sky was already slightly bright.

There was bad news in the palace.

"Last night, His Majesty the Emperor and the Supreme Elders of the Emperor Teacher were assassinated and suffered heavy casualties!"

Of course, all of this was the news that Zhao Jin obeyed Young Master Liang and deliberately spread the news.

When Wang Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth curved a little.

Sure enough, the power of the True Martial Realm is not ordinary, and the entire Ziyun Empire is turned into a pot of porridge when it is shot.

At this moment, the 300,000 soldiers of the Lishan camp are rushing towards the imperial city non-stop.

At that time, once he ascends the throne, he will be able to rely on this army to purge the remnants of the imperial city.

In order to secure the throne of the emperor, Wang Feng did not mind coming to the imperial city with blood.

To avoid all uncertainties.

When the wrist is strong, it must be strong!

After all, isn't that senior just interested in his own determination to kill?

You must have performed well this time!

Followed by the only remaining Xuanwu realm powerhouse, and several peak Tongmai realm powerhouses.

Wang Feng took the crown of the king of God and took the dragon chasing that had been prepared in the courtyard.

Since the so-called matter of going to the palace this time is to ascend the throne, then everything must be done according to the emperor's standard.

The gigantic dragon hustled mightily in the imperial city, heading towards the palace.

What a big pomp, you must know that Zhao Gui's Long Huo is only sixteen people carrying the sedan chair.