Chu Ling was also a little amazed when he saw this lineup. The Ming King was really planning to seize the throne by force. No wonder he had to transfer Tuoba Xingye and Tuoba Yin from the capital. Without those two masters, the people from the Ming King's Mansion would be successful as long as they defeated the Northern Jin Emperor. Moreover, the Ming King did not need to worry about the court officials' backlash, because many people in the court were vassals of the Ming King, and some people also did not agree with the idea that the Northern Jin Emperor wanted to make the eldest prince the crown prince. After all, the tradition of the Clan was never passed on by the father, and the Northern Jin Emperor's own position was inherited from the Ming King's father.

"Father!" Tuoba Zan couldn't help but shouted in a daze. After all, he was just a boy who had not experienced anything. Faced with such a situation, it was hard not to panic.

The expressions of the two masters around Emperor Jin also became solemn. They could naturally feel the strength of the extra people outside. They made a gesture to the few guards in the hall, and the men in gray immediately pushed open the door and flashed out. Chu Ling took advantage of the opportunity that the hall gate was not closed yet and said to Tuoba Zan, "Stay well, don't run around", and followed them out.

As soon as the men in gray went out, they were surrounded by a large number of men in black. However, Chu Ling directly swept the beam under the eaves of the hall at the door. She was not tall in black and moved quickly. Most people didn't notice her existence at all, but they could not escape the eyes of Jun Wuhuan and the other two.

Nangong Yuyue immediately lowered her eyes and said coldly: "It's better to succeed than to lose things!" I don't know who it's scolding.

Jun Wuhuan stood under the eaves, looking dull. It seemed that there was no surprise that Chu Ling would suddenly appear here. Nangong Yuyue lowered her head and stared at Jun Wuhuan's pale face and said, "Jun Wuhuan, are you really not worried?"

Jun Wuhuan said lightly: "What are you worried about?"

"Shengsheng." Nangong Yuyue looked at Jun Wuhuan with a critical look, "I thought you were affectionate and loyal, but it seemed that it was just that. Shengsheng appeared here now, I am afraid that he would be enemies with you and me. Jun Wuhuan, what would you choose then?"

Jun Wuhuan said: "I have done everything I promised to King Ming, why should I be enemies of Shengsheng?"

Nangong Yuyue smiled and said, "After what happened tonight, do you think Shengsheng will admit his hell of engagement with you?"

Jun Wuhuan said in a gentle voice: "Nangong, we will handle the matter between Shengsheng and me, just take care of yourself." When did Ah Ling really admit that they had an engagement? In her eyes, the so-called engagement was just a temporary solution.

Nangong Yuyue snorted lightly and wanted to say something. Baili Qinghong, who was standing on the roof, had already jumped down to the ground. He looked back at the two of them and didn't say anything, but his eyes clearly stated: Are you two finished talking nonsense?

Not far away, Tuoba Liang walked in from the side door on the other side surrounded by a group of men in black. Seeing the three people standing at the entrance of the hall, Tuoba Liang said unhappily: "What are you doing? The important thing is."

Tuoba Liang was obviously a person who knew that the villain died because of talking too much, and was very dissatisfied with the passive slackness of these three people.

"Take down the people in the palace first and then say something else!" Tuoba Liang said in a deep voice.

Jun Wuhuan smiled faintly and said, "There are many masters around the prince, and it doesn't matter if they are not here." The outside of the bedroom had been surrounded by the three layers of guards and rebels, and there was no room for Tuoba Liang to come in, and where could he really stop him?

Nangong Yuyue sneered and glanced at the masters beside Tuoba Liang with disdain, "Just rely on them? Are there people from the Ming Palace in the guard?" If someone hadn't deliberately let go of a gap, if the Ming King could directly enter the bedroom with these people, he could have forced the palace to seize the throne with these people.

The Ming King said in a deep voice: "Young Master Jun, National Master, don't forget our transaction!"

Nangong Yuyue tsk, and a cold light flashed under her sleeves. The person had left the stone pedestal that had just stood, like a dark cloud floating towards the hall in front of her.

Jun Wuhuan pulled out the soft sword from his waist and joined the battle in the square. Baili Qinghong did not move. He just stood beside Ming Wang with his sword in his hand.

King Ming looked with satisfaction as Jun Wuhuan joined, the gray-clad men who were originally in black could not do anything to the group of people in gray began to lose. "It is said that Mr. Changli is in poor health, and I don't seem to be sure." If he is in poor health, all of them have such strength, what kind of strength will Jun Wuhuan be in the period of full victory?

Baili Qinghong said lightly: "It is said that Jun Wuhuan was born with illness. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that his personality is a hundred times more tenacious than ordinary people, and he has achieved his current achievements."

The Ming Wang nodded slightly, "Such a person is even more terrifying."

Baili Qinghong lowered his eyes and said nothing. He clearly saw a murderous aura in the eyes of King Ming. The more powerful a person is, he is uncontrollable. For the superiors, the more powerful such a person is, the more damn it is.

Chu Ling sat on the crossbar of His Highness, watching Nangong Yuyue pounce on the hall gate without moving. The next moment, he saw a figure in the hall snatching out and steadily blocking Nangong Yuyue's figure. The two immediately fought and soon fought from the gate to the square below where they were fighting.

The face of the Ming King who was watching from a distance suddenly seemed a little ugly. Although he was not a first-class expert, he could see that the strength of the man fighting against Nangong Yuyue was not much weaker than that of Nangong Yuyue. The Northern Jin Emperor was actually hiding such a master. The most important thing was that the imperial guard commander around Northern Jin Emperor had not yet appeared. The reason why the Ming King did not hesitate to threaten to let Jun Wuhuan join was because he was against the commander who was second only to Tuoba Xingye. Unexpectedly, before the person saw him, another master of this level appeared.

But...it's okay!

The Ming King sneered, "The masters are masters, but no matter how powerful a master is, he can't stand thousands of troops. As long as Tuoba Xingye and Tuoba Yin cannot come back, the Northern Jin Emperor will not be able to do anything to him. The difference is just how much time it takes to lose his lives."

"Jinzhi, you go and help the national teacher." Tuoba Liang said in a deep voice.

Baili Qinghong nodded and flew towards Nangong Yuyue. With his joining, the situation immediately changed. Chu Ling held his chin and looked at the chaos in front of him. Tuoba Liang wanted to grasp the situation as soon as possible. The fastest way was to first hold the Northern Jin Emperor hostage, and then use the Northern Jin Emperor to threaten the palace guards outside to submit. However... the Northern Jin Emperor was obviously surrounded by crouching tigers and hidden dragons. No wonder the Northern Jin Emperor dared to use such a top master like Tuoba Xingye. In addition to Tuoba Xingye's loyalty and character, I am afraid it was because even if Tuoba Xingye suddenly attacked, the Northern Jin Emperor was confident that he could stop him.

Soon, another person in the hall jumped out and joined the battle group. At the same time, the Northern Jin Emperor also followed him out. The Northern Jin Emperor was still guarding a few gray-clothed guards, and the surroundings were surrounded by the large inner guards. Even if there were men in black who wanted to rush up, there was no room for action.

Emperor Jin and King Ming looked at each other across the spacious square in the melee, and a cold smile appeared on King Ming's face. Emperor Jin said in a deep voice: "King Ming, what do you want to do?" King Ming smiled and said: "Your Majesty, it's time now, do you still ask me what I want to do?"

The Northern Jin Emperor sternly said: "I ask myself that there is no place to be sorry for you!"

King Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Northern Jin Emperor in front of him and laughed loudly, "You really have no place to be sorry for me, but you don't have anything to do with me. Everything I have now is earned by me. And you... everything you have is obtained from my father!"

The Northern Jin Emperor was silent. The accusation of the Ming King was ridiculous in itself. The reason why the Northern Jin Emperor was able to become the king of the tribe was naturally because his strength and merits were sufficient. What's more, the Ming King was still young at that time and could not convince the public at all. It was legitimate to succeed to the throne at that time. The only thing he deserved to blame was that he tried to pass the throne to his son.

However, the Northern Jin Emperor did not think he was wrong. When he inherited the throne of the Clan, the Clan was just a powerful tribe outside the Great Wall. It was him who united all forces and led the Clan into the pass to achieve half of the world of the Northern Jin Dynasty. What was wrong with him wanting to pass everything on to his bloodline?

The Ming King said coldly: "Your Majesty, the situation is better than others. Now that things have come to this, I can still give you some face if you abdicate yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about my cousin's feelings."

The Northern Jin Emperor snorted and said, "In the past, I often laughed at the struggle for the throne in the past dynasties. I never thought that the Clan had just entered the pass for more than ten years and was about to re-enact the disaster of the Apocalypse."

The Ming King looked at the Northern Jin Emperor coldly, and was completely moved by his sigh. If the Northern Jin Emperor was not punished for himself, he would be able to resist forcing the palace?

"Young Master Jun, did you invite you to come to the show?" King Ming raised his voice and said loudly to Jun Wuhuan.

Jun Wuhuan swung his sword and swept away a man in gray, and said with a smile: "Prince, you didn't say you want me to work hard for you."

"Young Master Jun is extremely skilled in martial arts, who dares to take your life?" Ming Wangdao.

Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "Although Jun is ignorant, he has vaguely heard that the martial arts master of the Da Nei commander is not inferior to General Tuoba. If you let me rush forward like this, why don't you work hard?"

The Ming King sneered: "Do you think our Emperor will let you go if you don't go now?"

Jun Wuhuan didn't care and said, "I knew that His Highness Ming's business was not easy to do."

The Ming King naturally understood what he meant and said in a deep voice: "Catch the Northern Jin Emperor, I will give you the things."

Jun Wuhuan said: "My strength is meager, I'm afraid Jun can't do it."

The king of Ming took a breath and pulled something out from the bottom of his sleeve and said, "Give you something to you, grab the Northern Jin Emperor! Mr. Jun, since you are a businessman, you should know the rules of doing business!" After that, he really threw the east and west of his hand towards Jun Wuhuan. Jun Wuhuan flew into his hand, opened it with one hand and then closed it. He glanced at the direction of the Northern Jin Emperor from afar and said, "Do your best."

There are many people who have seen Jun Wuhuan take action, but Young Master Changli has never been famous all over the world for his martial arts. Whether it is the wealth he has, his appearance or his illness, it seems that he is more famous than Jun Wuhuan's martial arts. It is probably because although there are not many people who are equal to Jun Wuhuan's martial arts, there are still many people who are richer than Jun Wuhuan and handsomer than Jun Wuhuan.

However, when Chu Ling heard Tuoba Xingye evaluate the masters in the world, Jun Wuhuan was the one who was praised by Tuoba Xingye the most.

In Tuoba Xingye's words, Jun Wuhuan has been chores since he was a teenager and suffered from physical fatigue. However, he can still be at the forefront of the world's top experts, which shows that his qualifications, understanding and temperament are all peerless. If it weren't for the perseverance and determination that surpassed the world, such a person who has been addicted to chores for many years would have long been lost to everyone. Even Tuoba Xingye himself, he can now become a veritable number one master in the world. When he was young, he had gone to the mountains alone to practice hard for ten years to achieve his current achievements.

Chu Ling always felt that he had a considerable understanding of Jun Wuhuan's strength. After all, they were sharing weal and sad at the beginning. They have taken action a lot in the past two years. But it was not until Jun Wuhuan took action here that Chu Ling realized that she was afraid she still underestimated Jun Wuhuan. She also understood why the master once said that Jun Wuhuan might be one of the most likely people in the world to reach the peak of martial arts.

The second half of Tuoba Xingye's sentence is: It's a pity that he is not determined here.

The soft sword in Jun Wuhuan's hand became hard and straight in an instant. The long sword seemed to be light in his hand, and a cold sword energy rushed towards the hall behind Emperor Beijin. The people around Emperor Beijin immediately blocked it. When a master found that he was unable to stop the sword, he simply gave up resisting and directly greeted it with his body. Then, the sword passed by him lightly and headed straight into the hall.

With a loud bang, the strong palace gate and the wall were broken. A figure rushed out of the hall and rushed towards Jun Wuhuan without hesitation. Jun Wuhuan chuckled, "The commander of the big guard, Jiankun, the second master of the tribe, is lucky."

The person who came was a tall and burly middle-aged man with a cold look in his early forties. His appearance was somewhat obvious foreign blood, and his figure was a little taller than ordinary people, but he did not seem cumbersome at all. As soon as he appeared, he attacked Jun Wuhuan as fast as lightning, and his attack speed was not slower than Jun Wuhuan.

It was the commander of the Great Inner Guard, Jiankun.

Jun Wuhuan used a soft sword, but Jiankun used a pair of fleshy palms. He didn't seem to feel that he was at a loss without weapons, and attacked Jun Wuhuan without saying a word.

Chu Ling sighed lightly. She now knew why his master was not afraid of her assassinating the Northern Jin Emperor. If she was really a divine worker and wanted to assassinate the Northern Jin Emperor, she would be afraid that her bones would be broken into pieces when she met such a master.

"Shengsheng." Tuoba Zan shouted in a low voice.

Chu Ling glanced at him and jumped down from above.

Tuoba Zan said: "Shengsheng, do you think we can win?"

Chu Ling said: "Young man, it doesn't matter whether these people can win. What's important is whether there is anyone to support you. If no one comes to support you, even if you kill the Ming King, it will not be of much use." What's more, it's not easy to kill the Ming King.

Tuoba Zan suddenly lost his face, "What should I do? I don't know how my elder brother is doing."

Chu Ling said intimately: "Don't expect your elder brother, it would be great if he could protect himself."

"You go and ask Your Majesty if there is a way out if it really doesn't work. At worst, you can withdraw first and save your life. When my master and the fourth prince come back, there may be a turnaround." Tuoba Zan looked at Chu Ling, then looked at the Northern Jin Emperor not far away, and crawled into the crowd and asked a few words in a low voice. The Northern Jin Emperor looked at Chu Ling in surprise, and Chu Ling smiled faintly and did not get in. At this time, the people around the Northern Jin Emperor were definitely highly alert. Even if she went there, she might not be able to reach the Northern Jin Emperor.

After a while, Tuoba Zan came back and whispered: "The entire palace is surrounded by rebels, and we have no way out."

Chu Ling thought to herself, but since the Northern Jin Emperor didn't say it, she didn't think much about it and said, "Then be careful. If it gets messy, find a place to hide."

“…”

During the break between Chu Ling and Tuoba Zan, Nangong Yuyue and Baili Qinghong finally joined forces to seriously injured the two men in gray, and pounced in the direction of the Northern Jin Emperor. The people in the Underworld who had already freed their hands also rushed over. The guards in front of the Northern Jin Emperor immediately met. However, they could block the men in black, but could not stop Nangong Yuyue and Baili Qinghong. The guards in the gray clothes next to the Northern Jin Emperor also hurriedly met. The hall was suddenly in chaos.

Nangong Yuyue left the people in front of him and flew to the Northern Jin Emperor.

"Father!" Tuoba Zan shouted, grabbed the knife in his hand and was about to rush over. However, he was picked up by the hand behind him and threw it behind him, "Do away, dodge!" Chu Ling said in a deep voice, and the Liuyue knife in his hand shot at Nangong Yuyue. Just the skill of the three-legged cat on Tuoba Zan's side was not enough to let Nangong Yuyue take a one-size-fits-all approach.

The Liuyue Knife hit Nangong Yuyue's sword and splashed a few sparks. Nangong Yuyue's sword paused, and the Northern Jin Emperor who was so close to him picked up the Liuyue Knife. Chu Ling flew into his hand and grabbed the Liuyue Knife. At the same time, the man also landed in front of Nangong Yuyue.

"Shengsheng, get out of here." Nangong Yuyue said warmly.

Chu Ling looked at him with a smile, "Don't let it go."

Nangong Yuyue's eyes were slightly dark, and she sighed softly and said, "Shengsheng, why don't you stay in the Ming Palace obediently and want to come here to disrupt the situation? Or do you think... with your martial arts, can you stop me?"

Chu Ling said: "You can stop it or not, you have to try it before you know?"

Nangong Yuyue chuckled, "Is that so? Then give it a try. I also want to see how much skills you have learned from Tuoba Xingye!" Before he finished speaking, Nangong Yuyue's figure flashed and had already arrived in front of Chu Ling. Chu Ling slashed without hesitation, and without surprise. Chu Ling didn't think much about it, and swung the sword again with the flow. Chu Ling felt a little numb when the tiger's mouth collided.

"Huh?" Nangong Yuyue said in surprise: "I discovered it last time. Your close skill is not like Tuoba Xingye Sect, but it is amazing."

Chu Ling snorted lightly and didn't answer. If she had no skill, Chu Ling thought she would not lose to anyone. Unfortunately, this is a world where masters bully people with their internal strength. What can she do?

Although Chu Ling was not enough to compete with Nangong Yuyue, she could still hold Nangong Yuyue for a while. With her help, the pressure on the guards in front of Emperor Jin was greatly reduced. However, there were many masters of the Underworld Prison, and there was also Baili Qinghong, who was still defeated step by step. In the end, Emperor Jin also picked up the sword to defend the enemy.

Nangong Yuyue saw it and smiled at Chu Ling, "Shengsheng, you can't save him."

Chu Ling continued to wield his sword without saying a word, but Nangong Yuyue had already flew away and turned toward the Northern Jin Emperor.

"Nangong Yuyue?" Emperor Jin shouted loudly.

Nangong Yuyue sneered, "It's me." The short knife in his hand slashed towards the neck of the Northern Jin Emperor. The Ming King wanted to live, but Nangong Yuyue obviously wanted to die. The guard next to him flew away and rushed to the Northern Jin Emperor and fought hard to meet Nangong Yuyue. "Princess, take Your Majesty away!"

Chu Ling reached out to catch the Northern Jin Emperor flying towards him, and couldn't help but secretly twitch the corner of his mouth. It would be a breeze to reach out to kill the Northern Jin Emperor. However, despite thinking about this, Chu Ling still grabbed the Northern Jin Emperor's shoulder and jumped up to leap to the roof with the force.

The next moment, Chu Ling began to regret his actions. Because there were many men in black standing not far from the roof, and Chu Ling could guess that it was the King of Ming without looking closely. Chu Ling blocked the Northern Jin Emperor behind him and whispered: "Your Majesty, if you have any other way, you can do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will die."

The Northern Jin Emperor sighed and said, "Princess Wu'an, you don't have to worry about me anymore. Now that things have come to this point... If I really deserve this, I will admit it."

Chu Ling was unmoved by the hero's end, picked up the Liuyue Knife in his hand and met the man in black who was rushing towards him.

The fighting outside the bedroom gradually became lower, and a large number of people began to pour into the palace.

Chu Ling pulled Tuoba Zan to avoid the men in black who were besieging them. The guards around the Northern Jin Emperor were getting fewer and fewer, and everyone's faces seemed to have become dismal. However, reinforcements never arrived. Jun Wuhuan and the commander of the Great Inner Guard still had not ordered the victory or defeat, Baili Qinghong had joined in. Nangong Yuyue continued to besiege the Northern Jin Emperor, and his ruthless moves almost made people feel that the Northern Jin Emperor would die in his hands in the next moment.

Tuoba Zan's face was stained with blood, and he shouted, "Shengsheng, go quickly! Don't worry about me."

"You go with me." Chu Ling said.
To be continued...