Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 322: The Grandmasters of Dadong Mountain gather together, and the Fan Family Tiger Guards are annihilated

Dadong Mountain was silent and desolate, as if Emperor Qing’s shouting was just his imagination.

Emperor Qing sneered a few times but didn't say anything.

Hong Sixiang stood silently behind Emperor Qing, his sleeves fluttering and a huge amount of true energy shrouding him.

On the surface, it was Hong Sixiang who was protecting Emperor Qing.

In fact, Emperor Qing's fingertips and Hong Sixiang touched slightly in secret.

Hong Sixiang's eyes turned red, but soon returned to normal, and he endured the tearing feeling of the domineering true energy.

Flying into the sky, with an expression that seems both sad and happy.

This matter, even if he did not die at the hands of the Grand Master.

He just became a useless person who had lost all his martial arts skills.

The human body cannot endure even one tenth of the grandmaster's infusion of true qi.

But Hong Sixiang didn't care. As a servant, wasn't his job to share his master's worries at this moment?
Emperor Qing looked somewhat expectant. The vessel he had cultivated for so long, how many moves could it withstand at the hands of a grandmaster?
Hong Sixiang slowly took out a few embroidery needles from his bosom and shot them randomly.

The embroidery needle disappeared quickly in everyone's sight, like a meteor in the sky, flashing by.

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard in the void.

Several figures were blown out, but not even the corners of their clothes were wrinkled.

Hong Sixiang's eyes became much gloomier. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't hurt the grandmaster?

In the north, the national teacher Ku He was dressed in plain clothes, and countless recitations were heard, as if he was a god in the sky, high above.

In the east, Dongyi Si Gu Jian was wearing martial uniform, with a cold look on his face, and the murderous aura on his body seemed like that of a madman, and his sword energy swept in all directions.

In the south, Ye Liuyun’s free-hand martial arts is sloppy and elegant, yet he seems like the white clouds in the sky, playing in the world, visible but untraceable.

God, demon, immortal! Three of the four great masters of the world have appeared.

As for this eunuch Hong Sixiang, fortunately Emperor Qing used him as a shield and pushed him out to protect him from the wind and rain.

In fact, with the information provided by Liu Hong, Ku He and Si Gu Jian already knew who the real grandmaster was.

However, the two of them tacitly did not tell Ye Liuyun, who was also a Grandmaster of Nanqing. Perhaps it was out of selfishness, or perhaps it was to trick their fellow Taoist.

Ku He looked indifferent, with a look of compassion.

"Emperor Qing, we are following the will of heaven to kill you. Do you have any objection?"

Emperor Qing stood on the top of Mount Dadong. His power as the pinnacle emperor in the world was not weaker than that of these four great masters.

After looking at the three people for a while, Emperor Qing nodded with a gloomy look.

If he had not been prepared, he might have died in Dadong Mountain.

With a wave of his arms, his sleeves fluttered in the wind.

"Tell me! What reason do you have to kill me? You think I will unify the world, but for almost decades, I have not led a large army to conquer the world."

Emperor Qing wanted to say something else, wanting to strike a blow to his opponent in terms of momentum.

Si Gu Jian, who was usually taciturn, sneered.

"How does Emperor Qing explain Liu Hong, who rose to prominence through the war between the two countries and is now the King of Han?"

This sentence left Emperor Qing silent for a long while.

Emperor Qing regained his former confidence and spoke coldly.

"He is nothing but a clown who dares not even claim to be an emperor. He is just a self-entertaining and random title of the King of Han."

If it is Liu Hong's Pei Gong, it has some good meaning.

This Han is completely nonsensical in the world of Joy of Life.

Both the Qing Kingdom and the Northern Qi were established based on place names and ancient rituals.

If Liu Hong had the ambition to seize the world, he should have called himself the King of Wei, rather than the King of Han, for which there is no basis for the title.

Ku He smiled faintly and said nothing. This was a little secret between him and Liu Hong.

Liu Hong still has the silver thread poison in his body, and judging by the time, it is about to explode.

If there was no antidote from Ku He, even though Liu Hong was a ninth-grade master, he would not be able to suppress the poison that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and would die suddenly.

Ku He also heard the news that Liu Hong was in poor health, but he didn't care.

Isn't this a sign that the poison is about to explode?

Emperor Qing looked at the three great masters in the sky, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more intense.

"There is internal strife in Qing now. I may not be able to unify the world during my lifetime! You old guys are still impatient and want to take action against me. Are you about to die?" Si Gu Jian's face darkened.

Indeed, among the grand masters, Emperor Qing is the youngest.

If Ye Liuyun had an uncertain stance after they died, the world might have been unified by Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing no longer said that his Qing Kingdom had a clear political system, light taxes and levies, and encouraged commerce.

There is no need to say such self-deceiving words.

If Liu Hong had not shown up, Emperor Qing would still have the dignity to say that it was just a comparison of the worst.

The politics of the Northern Qi Dynasty became more corrupt, and there were more aristocratic families.

It’s a pity that Liu Hong appeared and Qing Kingdom suddenly fell into a trough.

Thinking of this, Emperor Qing clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He would not think about his own reasons, but would only blame all the faults on Liu Hong, because he was the emperor and could not be wrong!
Ku He sighed softly and was about to say something.

Si Gu Jian could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

He was the first to draw his sword, and the sword intent broke through the clouds. Countless swords in the army made a low humming sound.

He is Si Gu Jian, who only cares about the beginning and not the end, and only cares about the left and not the right! As long as he draws his sword, he will definitely kill Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing did not move, Hong Sixiang did not move, and even Wuzhu did not move.

The three of them looked at Si Gu Jian coldly.

It is true that the Grandmaster's inner energy is surging and almost endless.

However, when a master of the same realm makes a move, he often lacks that little bit of true energy and is one step behind.

Otherwise, there would be no need for Emperor Qing to accumulate his domineering true energy for decades.

Fan Xian's heart was bleeding, he understood what Emperor Qing meant.

But these are hundreds of seventh-rank tiger guards that the Fan family has trained for decades.

It is easy to obtain a seventh-rank strongman, but hundreds of seventh-rank strongmen who have tacit cooperation and the same mind can either join the army or fight continuously.

Or like the Fan family, they spend decades of hard work to cultivate it.

A seventh-rank tiger guard can stop a ninth-rank Haitang Duoduo.

Now, the Tiger Guard leader Gaoda snorted coldly, drew his sword, led hundreds of Tiger Guards, formed a battle formation and rushed towards Si Gu Jian.

The Tiger Guards looked solemn and determined. Hadn't they been training for decades just for this day?

Even if the opponent is a grandmaster!
Emperor Qing was immersed in the sacrifice of his men, and he closed his eyes and paid attention before he shouted loudly.

"Did you see that? This is my heart for the 100th anniversary of Qing! Daqing will not perish, and the people of the world are still with Qing."

"You are nothing but stumbling blocks that hinder me!"

Everyone was intimidated by Emperor Qing’s loud shout.

Yan Bingyun's eyes were filled with tears, it was indeed so.

How could the Qing Kingdom perish!

Ten years ago, Qing Kingdom was the most powerful country in the world. How could it be destroyed in just ten years?

Si Gu Jian did not say anything else, but just stared coldly at the hundreds of Tiger Guards rushing up.

Before the sword was unsheathed, countless sword beams had already condensed around Si Gu Jian and rushed towards the direction of Tiger Guard according to Si Gu Jian's will.

Gundam's hands and feet suddenly became cold.

He originally thought that even a grandmaster, facing hundreds of tiger guards, would personally swing his sword and kill them all.

More or less, it consumed some of Si Gu Jian's physical strength.

As a result, Si Gu Jian just looked at them coldly, his figure motionless.

Countless sword beams condensed into substance and continued to reap the lives of the tiger guards.

Even if the Tiger Guards were wearing heavy armor and holding giant shields, they could not stop the elusive sword light.

At this moment, Gundam finally understood the gap between mortals and grand masters, and was so frightened that he stood there in a daze, unable to move.

Si Gu Jian did not deprive Gundam of his life. He exhaled a breath of white air and the sword light disappeared into thin air.

He stared at Emperor Qing with a rather sarcastic smile.

It seems to be saying, is this what you call the national sentiment of Qing?
Even the Tiger Guards, who had been trained for decades, were afraid of death.

(End of this chapter)