Chapter 682

On the other side of the bridge, a handsome and bright young man in white came.

The young man is slender, tall and straight, with white face. His facial features are beautiful and feminine. At first glance, his temperament is somewhat similar to Shen Jianxin's.

But when he was swept by his long, narrow and sharp eyes, everyone in the room had a strange feeling of panic, as if he had been watched by some high-level creature, and his whole body was cold.

As soon as Shen Jianxin saw the young man, his whole body bristled with sweat and hair. He was very alert, because he never thought that he would meet him in the inner courtyard of the deep palace.

"My Lord, I give you my greetings!" The boy smiles and bows to Emperor Chongzhen.

He was extremely skilled in bowing, as if he had asked for a gift all his life. Even the most strict palace people could not find any fault.

But his voice is vigorous and powerful, not like the voice of a young man, but like the voice of an old man, which is extremely strange.

As soon as emperor Chongzhen heard the sound, his face suddenly turned pale.

What's more, the emperor was trembling slightly. Who was the boy? How could the emperor be so afraid?

"Holy, holy! What's the matter with you? " Yang Guifei felt the extreme uneasiness of emperor Chongzhen and asked in surprise.

Many of the people present were puzzled.

Only Shen Jianxin sighed in his heart, Emperor Chongzhen naturally recognized this man's voice, so he was so afraid.

It's not the first time that he has met the young man in front of him. The last time he was on the dragon and tiger mountain, he had already met the young version of Wei Zhongxian.

"You, who are you?" Emperor Chongzhen came back and said in horror.

The young man in white raised his head, shook his head again, and said sarcastically: "can't the emperor recognize the voice of the old slave? Or does the Lord not want to see the old slaves rejuvenate? "

"You are Wei Zhongxian!" Emperor Chongzhen was even more frightened, and his voice began to tremble.

In his life, Wei Zhongxian was the person that emperor Chongzhen feared most and hated most.

Wei Zhongxian mastered the politics of the Ming Dynasty for more than 30 years and played with the three emperors. Chongzhen lived in his power and shadow from childhood.

When Wei Zhongxian was very old, Emperor Chongzhen seized his power and exiled him for three thousand li. It was also one of the most successful battles in Chongzhen's life.

At the moment, a man who calls himself Wei Zhongxian is back, and he is still a teenager. If Wei Zhongxian was a nightmare in those years, then the scene in front of him will increase the terrible degree of this nightmare by 100 times.

"Nonsense! You are not Wei Zhongxian! Wei Zhongxian is old enough to die! " Emperor Chongzhen yelled.

Next to her, Yang Guifei made a quick decision and said in a fierce voice: "come on! Take down the assassin

Before the words were heard, two eunuchs next to Emperor Chongzhen flew up, one on the left and the other on the right, and rushed to the boy who called himself Wei Zhongxian.

The two eunuchs are not weak in martial arts. Both of them have innate high-quality accomplishments, and they are good at fighting together. Together, they attack fiercely.

How do you know that the boy in white didn't even lift his hand up, but he just looked at the two eunuch experts who came over with a smile.

The two men suddenly exploded, their flesh and blood splashed all over the ground, and the two bodies with only half of them continued to run forward for a few steps before they fell to the ground.

No one could see what Wei Zhongxian was doing. The two eunuch masters seemed to have exploded in place after he had a look at them.

At this time, a powerful man in the opposite grove also launched the field, turned into a black light, and shot at Wei Zhongxian's back.

Wei Zhongxian stood still without blinking his eyelids.

"I don't know! The old slave has been in the palace all these years, except for occasionally going out to do business. "

As he spoke, Wei Zhongxian did not turn his head back. He brushed his shoulders twice, as if he were brushing the snow off his shoulders.

The supernatural power secret place master who was worshipped in the palace rushed to the bridge, and his body stopped suddenly, as if he had hit an invisible gas wall.

I saw the worshipper in the palace suddenly bleeding from his seven orifices. He fell to the ground and died on the spot.

All the people on the bridge were silent.

That's a powerful man in the secret world! Unexpectedly, he didn't even have the qualification to make Wei Zhongxian go back, so he died so easily.

For a moment, there were several other people who were responsible for protecting the safety of emperor Chongzhen. They were all too scared to act rashly.

In the eyes of these masters, if they offend the emperor, they will lose the job and die at most, and they will lose some resources for cultivation. But at this time, they jump out to fight Wei Zhongxian, the old devil. The only result is that they will die.

This is the result that no one wants to. All the strong people who have reached the secret realm of supernatural power are self-centered. The imperial power in the secular world has less control over them than the pressure of life and death brought by Wei Zhongxian.

"I have to thank the sage first. If I hadn't borrowed the dragon's luck in the palace, I might not have been able to rejuvenate until I became a Buddhist Scripture. Thank you very much Having said that, Wei Zhongxian made another deep bow to Emperor Chongzhen.

"You, you steal the dragon spirit of the emperor!" Emperor Chongzhen immediately felt that he was being played with. He hated him so much that he could not help being angry.

Wei Zhongxian said with a smile: "it's not only the dragon spirit of the emperor, but also the destiny of the Ming Dynasty! In fact, people with good eyesight can see that Daming has run out of breath and there is not much time left. "

"You, you talk nonsense! I'm the son of heaven's destiny, and I've got the help of overseas fairy mountains. The Ming Dynasty is Yongchang! " Emperor Chongzhen denounced.

"Overseas fairy mountain? ha-ha! Although the sky sword sect has some ways, it's a pity that it's still far away, but not near! If the old slaves take the life of the Lord now, they will have to choose another name. " While Wei Zhongxian laughed, he took another step.

The voice is not falling, a Qin sound, with the intention of killing like a golden horse, just like the thunder on the ground, clanging.

The ice on the surface of the river burst, showing numerous cracks.

The trees on both sides of the bridge suddenly bent down and fell large pieces of snow from the trees.

It's strange that after the sound of Qin, people can't hear any more.

However, Wei Zhongxian's whole body was puffed up without wind.

Then, a corner of his clothes seemed to be cut by an invisible blade and fell lightly on the bridge deck.

Wei Zhongxian raised his eyebrows and suddenly opened his mouth. He couldn't hear any sound. However, most of the people on the bridge felt headache and nausea, and their chest was oppressed.

Only Shen Jianxin could see the mystery. He frowned and flicked his left index finger three times in a row.

After hissing three times, Zhang Yan, Li Dingguo and Li jiao'er were relieved at the same time, and the sense of oppression around her body was finally relieved.