บททั้งหมดของ Supreme Emperor of Swords: บทที่ 1251 - บทที่ 1260

In the Imperial Palace, the battle behind the Martial Telling Gate was still going on. Every once in a while, some guards or guests would be killed by the other side.However, the side that suffered the most casualties was the Third Prince's men.The Crown Prince already had a large number of guests on his side, and he had two hundred guards. However, the Third Prince's men were at a disadvantage mostly because they didn't have the help of Rong Si's three powerful guardian experts.The Third Prince was infuriated, but there was nothing he could do.Now that the city gate was closed, he had no way to retreat even if he wanted to.As for the four people who were having the final showdown of the battle-Although Qian Jianwen and the other two wanted to help their men, they did not act rashly because they needed to deal with Ding Hao, whose strength they were uncertain about.And just now,

"An ordinary firework?"In this sort of situation, how could anyone present possibly believe him?Ding Hao, who was standing behind them, was also stunned. He could not figure out how the thing Rong Si got at this time could help him."Could it be that this can help him survive the crisis or even turn the tables?""Tell me what you've done now... Since you're not going to tell me, I...."Just as the Crown Prince's face darkened and he was about to kill Rong Si, suddenly, a shocking change occurred.The ground suddenly trembled violently, and rumbling sounds kept coming out like those of an earthquake. Then, unexpectedly, there was a loud bang, like thunder, spreading out of the Nine Spirits City."What's going on?"Such a shocking change caused everyone's faces to change. They were startled as they had no idea what was happening."Hahaha, next up is my true pla

The arrival of the two Eternal Realm experts of the Evil Yang Tribe was simply a terrible threat to the Nine Spirits Tribe.Because the Third Prince's teleport tactical deployment had directly transmitted the two experts to the interior of the Nine Spirits Tribe, the defense outside the city had been rendered useless, and its operation that had been accumulating for thousands of years had lost its effect."Alright, let's cut the crap. It's time for us to take action." Xing Mo strode forward. Just as he was about to make a move, his expression suddenly changed and a cold smile appeared on his face. "Rong Zun is coming..."Before he had finished his words, two bolts of lightning struck down from the clear sky like two lightning dragons, and they pounced swiftly toward Xing Mo and Pei Qi'ai as if they intended to swallow the two of them.That was so powerful.His Majesty had made his move.Such a huge

"You've finally noticed..." Xing Mo laughed out loud, and his voice spread around like thunder. "How do you think you were injured? Haha, you're actually poisoned. Your good son secretly poisoned your residence and food, causing you to decline day by day. Do you understand now?""Poisoned? That's impossible!" Rong Zun and Rong Zhan were both shocked.Especially Rong Zun. Although he vaguely guessed that his injuries were probably caused by Xing Mo and the others, he still couldn't believe it. What kind of strange poison could hide from him and unknowingly cause him, an Eternal Realm expert, to fall into a trap?"Haha, impossible? The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. Even masters in the Eternal Realm can't resist and detect some strange poison." Xing Mo laughed wildly again.The vision and hearing of martial artists were excellent. Even though Rong Zun and the other three were hundreds of meters abo

Above the Imperial Palace, Sword Light flashed, fire rolled, and air burst.Two figures kept flashing. Every time they passed by a person, a streak of Sword Light flashed, and that person would turn into a broken corpse and fall from the sky.A rain of blood fell. The scene was cruel.Countless masters of the Nine Spirits Tribe couldn't stand the attacks of these two masters from the Evil Yang Tribe and turned into ashes.The heavily injured Patriarch, Rong Zun, and the Emperor Emeritus, Rong Zhan, finally couldn't hold back any longer. They suppressed their injuries and fought desperately against Xing Mo and Pei Qi'ai.Both of them were risking their lives. Now they just wanted to cover their bloodline disciples so that those people could retreat. As long as some of them got to escape, they would have a chance to make a comeback in the future.When those bloodline disciples and the masters in the c