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Chapter 137: The auspicious hexagram of the upper line, the purple destiny "imperial noble" (thanks for the reward!)

[Thanks (name reversed) for the large reward, thank you boss! 】

Time is running out.

Lu Mingyuan thought quickly in his mind, and the meaning of the hexagram flashed through his mind.

It seems that I can't save people anymore and have to continue to implement the plan of Prince Jin's Mansion.

Put the blame on the seventh prince.

The crisis can only be resolved after the fuse is led to Langya King Lu Yunwan. Otherwise, the mission fails. Even if the Shadow Whistle is saved, King Jin will turn his anger on them.

Lu Guangjing didn't care about Yingshao's life or death, and was even suspected of wanting her to die.

In this mission, Shadow Whistle was sent to offer sacrifices instead of other offerings. Coupled with her knowledge of the Golden Crow Kingdom, Lu Mingyuan guessed that there should be some connection between Shadow Whistle and the Princess of the Golden Crow Kingdom. It was precisely this that corresponded to the Golden Crow Disaster.

Combined with the murderous intention of Shadow Whistle just now, it was a direct killing blow, not a pretense attack as planned.

Between the lightning and flint.

Lu Mingyuan has already made his decision.

Choose the auspicious hexagram of Shangyao.

Now that Shadow Whistle has been seriously injured and fell to the ground, he can let go and continue to implement the plan.

Princess Jinwu must be accidentally discovered and awakened to the fact that she was assassinated by the Seventh Prince, so she must find a way to induce her.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Mingyuan had an idea flash in his mind.

"The Blood Shadow Corps obeys orders."

Lu Mingyuan stood on the mountainside, clenching his big hands. The Wujiang Pavilion offerings beside him were all his people. They all emerged from the ground as "gulu", their blood squirmed and turned into human shapes. They had different clothes and different looks. His eyes were very ferocious and his face was expressionless, like a machine that only knew how to kill.

"Come into battle with me!"

One after another, shadow warriors moved and flashed in the mountain forest. They soon arrived at the foot of the mountain and launched an attack on the army square where the Golden Crow soldiers were!

At this time, in the center of the Golden Crow Soldiers' phalanx.

After the Golden Crow Princess Luo Qiufu experienced the battle, her pretty face was pale and her limbs were weak. It was obvious that using the fairy sword Golden Feather when her cultivation level was not high also consumed a lot of her energy. She was killed by the middle-aged general beside her. He helped him up and sat on the black-blooded horse.

In fact.

Her current ability is not enough to control the power of the fairy sword, and she can only exert one hundred percent of its power.

And to use it, you must overdraw your vitality, which is what the saying goes, shorten your life span.

Since her father died of a serious illness ten years ago, the young Crown Prince Jinwu has been regent by her sister.

Only half a year ago, he used the three-legged Golden Crow Cauldron, an ancient artifact of the country, to obtain the right to use the Immortal Sword.

Only in this way can we have the capital to protect ourselves.

It's a pity that now she can only support one stick of incense.

So he was defeated by the opponent in the blink of an eye.

The strength gap is still too big.

"What's wrong, Your Highness Princess?"

Seeing his dazed expression, the middle-aged general thought he was frightened by the sword intent just now, and asked with concern.

She squinted her eyes, looked not far away, and whispered:

"That woman's swordsmanship looks so familiar."

The woman who had just been her enemy gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

Once upon a time, she had a younger sister who also loved swordsmanship and was even more talented than her. She was a swordsman genius praised by everyone in the Golden Crow Kingdom. At only eight years old, she was recognized as the master of Feijian from the Sword Tomb at the back of the royal city. It was at that time that she had a younger sister. One of the few geniuses in swordsmanship.

But later, he died on the battlefield of the national war.

It's probably not that person, just a student from the same school.

After all, her sister is dead.

"your Highness!"

Just as Luo Qiufu was in a trance, she heard screams and the neighing of horses.

"Your Highness, the bandits from before were again, there was a very powerful monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he killed many of us with one punch!"

"Many people rushed down from the mountain and plundered the weapons and armor we were transporting."

The forward scout cavalry knelt down and said.

"Where did the monk come from in this wilderness? There is absolutely no way he is a bandit."

Luo Qiufu frowned and ordered: "Line up to defend against the enemy. The woman in black has been injured by the spirit of the fairy sword and cannot fight again. She is only a seventh-level monk and has nothing to fear."

the other side.

A monk with thick eyebrows, big eyes, bulging muscles, and powerful martial arts. His huge fists were shining with golden light, and his boxing skills were smooth and flowing. The thick fists he blasted knocked away the heavy armored cavalry blocking the road in front of him.

The black-gold shield with a thick steel plate was of no help. Even the soldiers in heavy armor were still hit with stars popping out in front of their eyes and bleeding from their seven orifices. The martial arts vitality was very penetrating. When a cow was hit across a mountain, its internal organs would bleed.

"Hahaha! They are all vulnerable guys!"

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed wildly, and his voice exploded like a big bell, which could shatter a person's eardrums.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Suddenly, there was a sound in the sky and arrows rained down from the sky. The soldiers in the distance drew their black bows like the full moon, with amazing arm strength.

But the next second, a faint golden tadpole inscription appeared on the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes. These arrow rains were like scratching an itch and had no effect at all.

Golden light Sanskrit body protection, invulnerable!

"I will fight you!"

Four Golden Crow generals came with guns and roared.

They are all commanders of the royal family's personal guards and have great master training.

The four men were riding high on horseback, carrying the unique majesty of a great master, and their weapons carried the martial arts aura of the stormy waves, sweeping towards them.

The four pillars held up the sky and surrounded and killed the monk in the center.

"Da Luo Prajna Fist!"

The monk's thick arms with thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of energy and blood, and with great power, they struck the thick armor on the chest of one of the Golden Crow generals. The extremely hard armor suddenly cracked, and the general flew out in an instant.

The power of the fist is unparalleled, and one person can move freely in the military formation, smashing the Wujin warriors and their horses into a bloody paste.

"No, no, it's too weak!"

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed extremely wantonly.

"This monk is so strong, I'm afraid he has the strength to reach the fifth level."

The general beside the eldest princess commanded solemnly.

"You don't have to worry about me, go deal with this person, otherwise you will definitely be blamed by Great Yan for this trip to the Imperial Capital."

Luo Qiufu knew that if the loss of soldiers and armor was too large, it would inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of the Great Yan court.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

"Okay, take care of yourself, princess."

The middle-aged bearded general could only nod.

He is one of the few Eighth Realm warriors in the Jinwu Kingdom, General Zhenxi, one of the four generals of Jinwu. It is his mission to protect the princess and escort these soldiers to Dayan.

"He's a sea-viewing martial artist!"

The eight hundred armored soldiers were now scattered in a group, standing around with swords raised vigilantly. Looking at the rough monk who was breathing vitality all over his body, and his blood was as powerful as a dragon, they all felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

These are only the elite warriors in the human world. Even if there is a great master sitting in charge, they will hardly be able to match the fifth-grade monks.

"boom!"

A middle-aged general took off his cloak, rubbed his wrists, and looked calmly at the rugged monk in front of him.

The whole body must work hard to deal with it.

"interesting."

The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled softly, without feeling nervous.

He was not surprised that the eldest princess and her party also had a middle-level fifth-grade martial artist, but it just made the plan a little more difficult.

Since he entered the Guanhai Realm, he has not yet faced off against fellow monks and martial artists in the Guanhai Realm.

This is a good opportunity to practice my skills.

I just can't use the knife, which is a shame.

"Who are you, your Excellency? Why are you opposing our Golden Crow Kingdom? Aren't you afraid that the Great Yan Court will punish you?" the middle-aged general asked coldly.

The monk with thick eyebrows didn't have that much time to force him, so he just punched him.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Punch me!"

The most perfect Buddhist martial arts skill in the world, Da Luo Prajna Fist, carries the Buddha's light and the phantom of the Arhat, and smashes it towards the middle-aged general.

The blast of the fist was as powerful as a bamboo, breaking through the remaining armor and shields in front of it. The ground collapsed a hundred meters, causing a deep pit to appear.

Although the middle-aged general was well prepared, he was still surprised by the opponent's strength. After the punch, his arm was shaken and he felt numb.

Lu Mingyuan was very satisfied with the strength of his clone. Against the sea-watching warrior, not to mention overwhelming, he could at least take a slight advantage. After all, the energy and blood in his body were the essence of his body.

Since my cultivation has grown, I have rarely felt that fighting can be so hearty.

"Azure Fate - Wu Zun, the refining level reached 40%,"

"Unlock the destiny trait - Honor (Elementary)"

"Homage (Elementary): I am a Martial Master, and anyone who sees me must bow his head. Against fellow warriors, my strength, vitality, and momentum will increase slightly with the duration of the battle."

What a compliment!

Lu Mingyuan felt excited and secretly thought that this trait came at the right time.

The monk with thick eyebrows was as powerful as a rainbow. He threw out one punch, and the next followed one after another. There seemed to be dragons and tigers roaring in his body, and his energy and blood were boiling.

The middle-aged general could only resist with all his strength. His body was covered with cyan aura, and a thousand acupoints were operating, turning into a big bell, wrapping his body in it.

After passively defending for a while, the sea-viewing general quickly realized something was wrong.

The thick-browed monk's power is getting stronger and stronger, with no intention of weakening at all.

The blood and vitality seemed to be endless.

"What's the point of only being able to defend!"

The monk with thick eyebrows sneered, clasped his hands together, golden light surged from his body, and his fists were like tides. His pair of thick and strong arms, combined with the huge cicada silhouette emerging behind him, exuded a power that could swallow mountains and rivers. His muscles bulged, and his clothes exploded. With all his tendons exposed, he looked like a King Kong with angry eyes.

Such terrifying power instantly completely overwhelmed the momentum of the Guanhai Realm general.

"puff!"

The middle-aged general was frightened by this momentum, and the energy entered his body, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and blood oozing from the corners of his eyes.

The thick-browed monk smiled ferociously and rushed towards the position of the eldest princess's carriage in the center.

"Princess Jinwu, right? Let the poor monk see what she looks like!"

Luo Qiufu looked into the air and was shocked. She didn't expect that this monk was so powerful.

Even if General Yun takes action, he can't be subdued.

So, who is attacking him?

"your Highness!"

The Golden Crow soldiers' eyes widened with anger, and they rushed forward one after another, trying to resist the thick-browed monk's movements, but to no avail, they were instantly knocked away by the fist.

In desperation, Luo Qiufu planned to recall the fairy sword to defend against the enemy.

However, now, her energy and blood are very weak, her face is as sad as white paper, her long hair is scattered like a jade waterfall, and her skin is as pale as a layer of delicate jade wax.

The fairy sword is completely disobedient.

In her current situation, if she uses the fairy sword again, her essence and blood will inevitably be exhausted, and she will die.

At this moment, a strong male voice sounded.

"The demon monk should stop being so arrogant!"

Above the void, a tall young man with a bronze tiger face arrived and struck out with a heavy knife, striking the monk's fist with a heroic and fearless temperament!

The aura on his body turned into majestic sword energy and roared out. The sword turned into a roaring dragon, and a hurricane suddenly rose, blocking the thick-browed monk from outside and protecting the princess behind him. The two powerful auras kept colliding!

Luo Qiufu looked at the man's reliable back, her eyelashes twitched slightly, and she suddenly froze.

At the same time, her ten slender and long fingers also clenched tightly.

The two quickly separated.

The monk with thick eyebrows yelled: "Yang Jian, are you ruining my good deeds again?!"

The tall man named Yang Jian had very cold eyes in the mask.

"Fahai, it's not enough that you Yunwan Chamber of Commerce has monopolized the major economic lifelines of Dayan. Now the idea is to target Princess Jinwu. You are so bold. This is the property of the imperial court!"

"snort!"

The monk with thick eyebrows was very unhappy and yelled: "His Highness has decided to order this car. It's useless for me to come here!"

When he opened his eyes, the two of them were fighting together again.

The battle was extremely fierce.

The fight was inseparable.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qiufu's eyes were moved, but she silently remembered the man named Yang Jian in her heart.

He heard the conversation between the two at the same time and thought to himself.

She seemed to have a clue about this assassination, and the person behind it seemed to be the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce.

She has also heard the name of this chamber of commerce.

In the Golden Crow Kingdom, there are many products from Dayan, all of which come from the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce.

The background of this chamber of commerce seems to be that of a prince from Dayan.

Could it be that he was targeting himself?

why?

Soon, the battle was over.

In the end, Yang Jian was better.

The thick-browed monk was seriously injured.

"Righteous soldier, let me help you!"

The middle-aged general who was injured at the side was extremely sharp-eyed. When he saw the monk's weakness, he immediately came over with his sword and wanted to sneak attack and kill the man.

Seeing this, the bronze tiger-faced young man quickly stopped him and said:

"General, wait!"

"This person is of great use, keep him alive!"

He immediately stood in front of the middle-aged general and blocked his sword. The sword was as powerful as a heavy sword and the sword energy came through the air.

The middle-aged general was frightened and stopped immediately, but he was still a step slower.

The sword energy instantly broke open the young man's bronze mask, revealing his stunning appearance, as handsome as a jade, as graceful as jade.

this moment.

Golden Crow Princess Luo Qiufu's pupils trembled, her delicate body completely froze in place, and an electric current flashed through her heart.

Oh my gosh!

How could there be such a handsome man in the world?

The next second, I was very panicked.

She felt that her heart was restless, as if Yang Jian was born with charm, able to enchant the mind and seduce the soul.

Looking at the other person's flawless side face, his gentle and jade-like temperament, especially feeling the masculine aura coming from him at a close distance, his cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

Fortunately, with the sword energy protecting his body, Yang Jian was generally unharmed and was not injured by the sword energy.

But in this instant, the monk with thick eyebrows seized the opportunity and crushed a thunder bead. It exploded one after another, sending smoke and dust everywhere, and disappeared in an instant.

"Yang Jian, let's wait and see!"

Only the sound echoes.

The bronze tiger-faced young man immediately sighed and said regretfully: "Oh, look, let him run away."

The middle-aged general immediately showed an extremely guilty look.

"I'm sorry, I was too anxious, General."

If it weren't for him, the righteous man might have subdued this person just now. He was too impatient.

Princess Jinwu's long skirt was lifted up, her breasts were bulging, and her face was filled with gratitude. She bowed her hands to Yang Jian and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving me!"

Lu Mingyuan tried his best to keep his eyes straight and not let his eyes become obscene, and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I, Yang Jian, hate the most insidious and cunning people in my life."

At this time, the scout cavalry in front collected the remaining defeated generals and reported: "Your Royal Highness, we have detected the carriage tracks in the nearby mountains and forests, as well as the fallen flag of the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce."

"The woman in black from before has disappeared."

"The ancient sword hangs three miles away, and no one can touch it."

Luo Qiufu frowned and thought to herself, "Is he really the seventh prince of Dayan?"

At this time, Lu Mingyuan heard the news that "the woman in black has disappeared" and looked at the location of the mountain forest calmly.

I'm not surprised.

It was also at this moment that words appeared in front of my eyes.

[The hexagram is completed, good luck! 】

[Emperor Orange Fate - Trapped Dragon in the Abyss, Refining Degree Increased to 58%]

[Survive the disaster of King Jin, trigger the destiny trait (dragon raises its head), and gain a purple opportunity. 】

"Promoted to the Supreme Purple Life Style - Imperial Noble, Refining Degree 10%"

"Zun Zi fortune sign (noble of the imperial family): Born to be an emperor, born with the sun in his head, illuminated by the emperor's star, blessed with good luck, and has the appearance of becoming an emperor. The dragon has nine sons, each of whom is different. The stars in the sky are changing, and everyone listens Dragon Yin, look at me, Qilinzi!"

"Unlock the fate trait - Qilinzi (Elementary)"

"Qilinzi (Elementary Level): The stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. You have an ageless appearance. Your appearance, temperament, and charm will be greatly improved, and everyone's favorability towards you will be slightly increased."

Kirinzi?

Isn't he just an enhanced version of a handsome man?

Lu Mingyuan pondered deeply.

Princess Jinwu on the side suppressed the restlessness in her heart and said softly: "I still have many things to ask the young master. I wonder if it is convenient for the young master?"

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