There is a condensed and solemn atmosphere in the air.

All the masters who came to the Forbidden City felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar, and their bodies were filled with air conditioning.

Under the gaze of the supreme ninth emperor, the Emperor of Ming.

Everyone felt as if nothing had escaped in their hearts, and the emperor could see clearly.

"After the assassin was killed, we can't leave the palace..."

Mu Dao Ren's heart was cold.

This result is really unwilling to be desperate.

Lu Xiaofeng calmed down and mustered up the courage to look at Chen Xixiang:

"So the emperor intends to kill us too?"

With Lu Xiaofeng's question, everyone's heartbeats accelerating.

Chen Xixiang stood with her hands behind her back, swept across everyone here one by one, and responded:

"You people from the world rely on their extraordinary martial arts, and they are arrogant and do not even take the imperial court or the imperial power. In my eyes, you are all the assassins, and they are all rioters who dare to despise the imperial power."

After this sentence appeared.

The air in the Wenlou turned into freezing point again.

Because Chen Xixiang said it right.

If it were any time before today, they would not have felt that the Forbidden City was so difficult to enter and exit.

When Cao Zhengchun saw these masters in the martial arts world, he was buried under the words of the emperor, and his face was filled with uneasiness.

For some reason, he suddenly developed a sense of pride and pride.

"These people in the world finally know how to be afraid."

The martial arts masters have always been more arrogant than the top.

The hero violated the ban with martial arts.

If you maintain your own cultivation, you think that martial arts are in your body, and you can’t go anywhere in the world.

But now, under the emperor's words, "You can't leave."

Just a word, they draw the ground into a prison, making them dare not move even if they move in the same place.

Cao Zhengchun also thought to himself: "I wonder how the emperor will deal with these people?"

Chen Xixiang hoped to the bright moon in the sky, and his voice came to everyone present: "I broke into the palace at night and saw no emperor. This crime is in my Ming law, which is enough to make each of you die more than ten times. Logically speaking, I should indeed kill you all."

Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zhaixing and others were all stiff.

Many masters are even so scared that they cannot be described.

Because the emperor in front of him really had the absolute force to kill all of them.

Chen Xixiang saw these people showing panic, but he changed his mind:

"But I am not a killing king, so I can give you a chance."

Lu Xiaofeng's expression was completely calmed down because he had heard from Chen Xixiang's words that the emperor seemed to have other attitudes towards them. He bowed and said in a deep voice:

"What opportunity? Please tell me."

Although more than half of the ribbons that entered the Forbidden City were sent by the old man and others, half of them were sent by him.

He sent all his relatives and friends.

In other words, half of the people standing here are his good friends, so he naturally cares about this issue the most.

How did the emperor be willing to let them leave the palace?

"It's very simple. If you want to enter and exit the imperial city, you must be the ones who belong to the imperial city. In other words, only my people can enter and exit the imperial city. These people are either palace maids, eunuchs, or guards or my Ming officials."

Chen Xixiang raised the Taoist soldiers flying sword in his hand and said lightly the choice he gave them:

"If you become my Ming officials, you will naturally be qualified to enter and exit this Forbidden City."

What?

After hearing Chen Xixiang's words, all the martial arts masters present changed drastically.

"this……"

Sikong Zhaixing immediately shouted:

"I actually want to take us as my subordinates!"

People in the world have always despised the hawks and dogs of the imperial court, and even looked down on those martial artists who participated in the imperial court, believing that they had lost the freedom and pride of the martial artists.

He immediately prepared to say angrily and refuse, thinking that you might as well kill us.

But before he opened his mouth, he actually saw that the more than 20 masters present were silent, and many of them showed hesitant expressions in their expressions.

This discovery made Sikong Zhaixing's whole body suddenly feel cold.

Obviously, not everyone in this world is not afraid of death.

On the contrary, people who are afraid of death account for the majority.

Especially in Ye Gucheng, Gong Jiu, the little old man, and Zhu Wushi, all of them were in the hands of the current emperors, and were killed like chickens and dogs.

None of these masters is afraid of the emperor now, and does not want to survive.

What made him even more desperate was that.

"Even Lu Xiaofeng..."

Sikong Zhaixing Lu Xiaofeng was hesitating and did not express strong dissatisfaction or opposition as soon as possible.

This is because half of the people standing here today are Lu Xiaofeng's good friends. If he were just him, he would never hesitate and would flatly refuse. But now it is not just him who is the emperor's life.

But Sikong Zhaixing knew that there was one person who was absolutely impossible to agree.

This person is...

Ximen Chuxue!

Sure enough, after Sikong Zhaixing looked at the man in white who was as cold as a snow-capped mountain standing in a corner of the hall.

Ximen Chuxue looked at Chen Xixiang with her eyes, revealing a bright light.

It was the swordsman's passion for a powerful opponent, but his voice was as cold as snow. He did not say whether he would agree to this condition, but instead said slowly:

"I learned swords at the age of seven, and I achieved some success in seven years. At the age of thirty, I finally achieved something. But I didn't expect that when I saw Your Majesty's sword today, I realized what it was like a mountain outside the mountain and a sky outside the sky."

"Although Ye Gucheng is dead, he is happy to die. Isn't it the greatest blessing for a swordsman to die under His Majesty's sword technique? It's the same."

When Chen Xixiang heard this, she felt a little melancholy in her heart. She looked at Ximen Chuxue and said lightly:

"You can learn from Ye Gucheng, but today I really don't want to kill anyone anymore. I can keep your request for you."

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren and others again:

"The same is true for you. I don't plan to ask you to give an answer today."

Chen Xixiang said:

"Cao Zhengchun, let's place these heroes in the palace for the time being. They can find you when they figure it out."

After saying this.

He threw the sword to Cao Zhengchun and landed at his feet:

"I am tired today, Yunluo, please send me back to the palace."

His fatigue is naturally casually said that how these few battles will make him tired is just giving these people a buffering time. After all, it is necessary to conquer them and take it slowly.

He also needs to digest Zhu Wushi's true energy that he had swallowed for hundreds of years. That's all tonight.

"Well, brother of the emperor."

After hearing Chen Xixiang's words, Princess Yunluo trotted over and followed Chen Xixiang.

Today was the most intense and exciting night in her life. She happened to have a lot of words to ask the emperor's brother, and she no longer wanted to stay in such a place.

The sword was inserted at Cao Zhengchun's feet, like white jade and red, not like a sword, but like a living person.

Cao Zhengchun's old face rose rosy, and he immediately understood the meaning of the sword the emperor gave him.

With this sword in hand, he could not even need the imperial guards in the imperial city to obediently make these rebellious masters dare not step out of his surveillance range and be imprisoned in the palace.

Shangfang Sword!

And it is a spiritual sword.

Cao Zhengchun, who held the sword respectfully in his hand, opened his voice and bowed down with a long voice:

"Old Nu respectfully sends you to the emperor."

Looking at the emperor's back as he left.

However, Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zhaixing and other experts in the martial arts world did not relax as Chen Xixiang left. Instead, they looked at the sword in Cao Zhengchun's hand one by one and did not dare to breathe.
To be continued...