Seeing that the situation was over, Su Shi and Zhao Tingzhi were silent and stopped talking. King Fu, King Lu and other vassal kings sighed silently when they saw this and gave up their resistance. Only King Shu, who was unwilling to fail, was left with the only King of Shu, who was dancing and spitting, trying to argue with Yao Ruoyu and others.

Unfortunately, no one was willing to pay attention to him again, just watching him make noise with contempt like watching a monkey show.

At this time, the stage not far away also came to an end. Several actors with heavy makeup stood in a row on the stage, leaning over and saluting everyone with a smile.

They were not far from the banquet, but not close, so they naturally couldn't hear everyone's previous arguments, so they closed the ceremony as before, and then planned to pack up and leave.

However, a dispute that had a huge relationship with Sichuan and Sichuan had just ended. None of the ministers were in the mood to pay attention to these actors, and they whispered to each other, discussing the differences and controversies that had just been arguing between the two sides.

At this time, Yao Ruoyu, Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Ziqiang were sitting with Yue Wang.

Facing this Eight-level Emperor, even though Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang were both young heroes with names on the Jinxiu List, they were a little embarrassed, but Yang Yanzhao's posture was still the same, casually revealing a bit of carelessness.

Yao Ruoyu lived in the northwest for a long time and did not know much about the war between the northern border and Mongolia. He happened to be in the same seat as King Yue, so he took the opportunity to ask.

Yue Pengju was not arrogant either. He smiled and talked to the people about the war in the northern border over the past two years.

Mongolia has a strong national strength, with Temujin, who is the eighth-level emperor, as the Tian Khan, gathering countless tribes in the north and even outside Shanhaiguan. There are nearly fourteen powerful people in the seventh level on the surface, not to mention the fifth level and sixth level.

However, after Yue Pengju said that rumors have recently spread from the Mongolian tent that the current Mongolian emperor Torre seemed to want to change the country's name to the Yuan Dynasty, but there are many differences within Mongolia.

Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang looked at each other, and they knew that in history, Mongolia would eventually become the Yuan Dynasty in Torre's hands.

However, Yao Ruoyu became more sensible. In their era, Temujin had already passed away, and Mongolia at that time was more similar to a nomadic group that gathered countless tribes, so it was very normal to reorganize and establish a country.

However, in this era, Mongolia dominated the north, had strong troops and strong horses, and established prime ministers according to the Song Dynasty system. It was already a dynasty with a mature scale. Why did it suddenly reform into the Yuan Dynasty?

Regardless of Yao Ruoyu's thoughts secretly, on the stage, the actors who bowed behind the scenes turned and walked backstage to pack up. At this time, one of them suddenly stopped and looked back at the lively banquet. The light flowed in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared.

As his eyes passed through the crowds of people, the actor finally stared at the little emperor who was laughing and playing with Western toys, and slowly turned around and took a step.

The stage is about fifteen meters away from the banquet, and the banquet is twenty-five meters down from the main seat, which is nearly forty meters in total. However, the actor took a simple step forward, and his whole body turned into a phantom in an instant, floating through the forty meters distance, and came straight to the little emperor.

This scene was so abrupt that Yue Pengju, who was as powerful as the eighth realm, never realized it. Only Qin Xiang, who was sitting next to the little emperor, saw it, but he remained silent, put his hands in his sleeves and smiled faintly, allowing the actor to reach out to grab the little emperor who was concentrating on playing next to him.

"Bold madman! Dare to assassinate the Lord!"

In the flash of lightning, a pure purple rainbow light fell from the sky, turning into a pillar of light to cover the little emperor, blocking the man's right hand.

At the same time, Lu Jianmin, who had previously walked on the Yuhong Bridge, also appeared at the top of the purple light column, with his hands crossed his chest and stared at the actor with a cold expression.

As soon as he was blocked, the actor's eyes became even more weird and he chuckled, "Compassionately conquer the soul?" Before he finished speaking, he reached forward again.

This time he cut his palms across the knife, and then he heard a click, and the light column transformed from the [Compassionate Soul Fall], which was famous for its defense, exploded and shattered.

Lu Jianmin, who was in mid-air, suddenly looked shaky and rushed down from mid-air. But at this moment, he saw that the assassin was about to catch the little emperor, and a biting sword light suddenly slashed out from behind the main seat. The water vapor in the air passing by the sword light condensed into frost, turning into a frost mist visible to the naked eye and slowly unfolded.

Seeing the sword light fast, the person who came had no choice but to bounce it. He saw countless shadows blowing out of thin air, storming the sword light in mid-air.

"Shadow flow secret technique? Are you Wanyan Tusong?"

Seeing the visitor showing his hand, Lu Jianmin's face darkened and he said sternly: "What a courage! I dare to come to the palace alone to assassinate the palace!" As he spoke, a sword light flashed behind him, and a giant sword as wide as a door appeared out of thin air, and he held it and slashed it down.

As the personal guard of Emperor Song, the "Soul Book" practiced by Lu Jianmin is a technique that focuses on guarding. The previous [Compassionate Soul Falling] used secret techniques to travel through the void and cast spells to protect others. Unfortunately, facing Wanyan Shusong, who mainly focuses on assassination, he was shattered by a blow, which hurt his face.

The person who had just made a sword was worshipped in the imperial court of the Song Dynasty, and was also the commander of the Shence Army, named Ren Hao. He was famous for killing the moon with a cold river. Later, he was recruited by the royal family and became the commander of the imperial city garrison.

While Ren Hao and Lu Jianmin were taking action one after another, a figure slowly walked to the little emperor. This was a square-faced man in a gray robe, with a curly beard and not tall. He was a little lucky. He knew him but he would never dare to regard him as an ordinary person.

Sun Yanbin, a royal family of the Song Dynasty, was in charge of the White Dragon Army with spiritual masters as the main body. Like Ren Hao and Lu Jianmin, they were guarding the imperial city and shouldering the responsibilities of guarding the imperial city and Emperor Song.

Seeing someone assassinating the little emperor, the garden suddenly became noisy, and the playboys fled and then retreated. Six ministers and ten first-rank military marquis all stood up, and the six righteous spirits and ten iron-blooded evil spirits rushed up at the same time.

Three guards, six ministers, ten first-rank military marquis, plus the three royal princes, King Fu, King Lu, and King Hong, surrounded the actor from the seventh realm.

Such a majestic scene made Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang feel passionate. Perhaps only the Song Dynasty could take out such a powerful lineup.

Similarly, the actor who assassinated Emperor Song was a powerful person in the eighth level, facing such a lineup, even if he was perfect in the seventh level, there was no possibility of escaping.

Not to mention, there is also a powerful Eight-level emperor-level powerhouse here who admires China and has been sitting quietly since the beginning.

Seeing that the situation was in control, Lu Wangfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "Who is your lord?"

His eyes swept over Ren Hao and three other imperial guards. Zuo Husong clenched his fist and laughed: "Is it really Wanyan Tsing Song?"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the actor grinned: "Looking at the world, who dares to enter the imperial city alone to assassinate Emperor Song like I Wanyan? "Before he finished speaking, his costume was torn apart by energy, revealing a dark red armor. At the same time, he slowly tore off the human skin mask on his face, and a arrogant and arrogant look down on the world swept out.

When the murderous thought that was so cold that it was almost pierced through the bone marrow was released from his body, everyone's eyes were slightly frozen. The only thing that could be like this powerful killer who looked down on the world was Wanyan Shusong!

"What a courage!" Su Shi said in a deep voice, "You dare to enter the palace to assassinate. Do you really think you are the leader in the northwest, so you dare to come to my Song Dynasty Palace to cause trouble?"

Dang! With a dull sound, the Minister of Justice raised his hand to sacrifice a guillotine. The black-faced Minister was once the prefect of Kaifeng. He used this guillotine to kill the prince-consort of the dynasty. His deeds were widely spread. Later, he broke through the five realms and used the guillotine as his natal weapon, intending to warn the world not to break the law.

As he was promoted to the Minister of Justice, the guillotine was also stained with more blood, and its evil spirit was not inferior to the natal weapon of several first-rank military marquis.

He glared at Wanyan and stabbed Song. The Minister of Justice said in a deep voice: "Bold Wanyan assassinated Song, he should be executed!"

"Dead?" Wanyan Tsu Song curled a smile on his lips. Even though he was in a desperate situation, this person was still as elegant as a gentleman. Many family women in the distance were trembling, wishing that they could have a night of spring breeze with this great rebellion.

His eyes slowly swept across the people around him, and the smile on the corner of Wanyan's lips became softer, but it made the twenty-two seventh-level powerful men surrounded him feel awe-in, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

In the vast China, there are many masters. In addition to the top six eighth-level powerhouses, there are about eighty or ninety people in the seventh level of each country, including the seventh level, the middle level, and the higher level.

Among them, only a few people stepped into the seventh realm perfection, only a line away from the eighth realm.

These people are called quasi-emperors and are the most promising people among countless people in China who have the most hope of being promoted to the eighth realm. Among them are Li Huan's master, the Grand Jin army, Wanyan Fen and the current Mongolian emperor Borjijin Tuolei.

The most famous one is the Da Ni who was besieged by twenty-two kings and princes at this moment, Wanyan assassinated Song!

Therefore, even if twenty-two seventh level teams up at this moment, everyone dared not be careless. The secret technique of shadow flow has always been known for its strangeness and unpredictability. Wanyan Shusong is another quasi-emperor. If the opponent fights back to death, at least three people can fall together at the same level.

Seeing the scene suddenly stalemate, Yao Ruoyu tapped the table with his fingertips, but his thoughts floated toward others.

Wanyan Fuchan disappeared after leaving that day, and most of the time she was angry and returned to the Jin Kingdom. She was a member of the Mandala organization and a disciple of the Yingliu lineage. So, will Wanyan Fuchan come together to assassinate the Song Dynasty and assassinate the little emperor?

Just when he was distracted, Wanyan Tusong suddenly turned to look at Yue Pengju. Facing the Eight-level Emperor, the Da Ni still looked unchanged, but instead showed a little smile: "It is worthy of being King Yue, and I will find my place in just a moment."

Yue Pengju smiled faintly when he heard this and put down the cup: "I heard that the secret technique of Yingliu has reached its peak. It can turn shadows into clones and control actions remotely. When I see you today, it is indeed well-known. Wanyan Tatsu Song, you can pretend to be an actor in your clone for so long, and then assassinate the emperor. It seems that the secret technique of Yingliu has indeed reached its peak."

Wang Anshi and others looked cold when they heard this. Listening to what Yue Pengju said, could it be that Wanyan Tasong, who was surrounded by them at this moment, was actually a shadow clone?
Chapter completed!