Fang Ming gave Yongyan and his group a comment without hesitation, and his smile softer, "Okay! Let the fifteenth prince lead a large group of troops to attack the Shenwu Gate, and the ancestor led the Tian cultists to attack the Meridian Gate. Under both sides, Qianlong was just a turtle in the jar. Tomorrow you will ascend the throne to the emperor, haha..."

"Yes, I will definitely not forget you!"

Yongyan's face turned red, and he turned over and rushed towards the Shenwu Gate.

"Idiot!"

After Yongyan left, Fang Ming sneered: "Fortunately, I never thought of relying on him! Come out!!!"

His last two words were extremely penetrating and seemed to send some signal.

"See the ancestor!"

Many believers wearing Tianchuang costumes appeared from all over the place and bowed down with a loud bang.

In addition to the evil masters such as Li Pangui and Zangling, several people were wearing black robes and bowing down, and inadvertently revealed their own style of noble uniforms...

...

Now Fang Ming and Li Shengnan have sixteen carriages raised in total and come to the Meridian Gate, which is the main gate of the Forbidden Imperial City.

At this time, there was a faint sound of shouting and killing coming from the north. It was obvious that Yongyan and his group had already taken action. The guards guarding the Meridian Gate were all worried and didn't know what had happened.

"My God cult will dominate the world, and I will kill it tonight!!!"

At the command of Li Shengnan, many Tian Cultists, led by the eighteen guardians of the Lian family, directly used their light skills, climbed the morning gate tower, and then slashed and killed them. The guards cried and called their parents, but they were defeated in a short time and were occupied by the Tian Cult.

"There must be a fraud!"

Even Li Shengnan saw something wrong with such a scumbag battle.

"Not bad... It's a pity that how can the fishing net bind a tiger! Let's get on!"

Fang Ming smiled and ordered to continue. The cultists surrounded the carriage and continued to go deeper, shouting and killing. Soon after, they arrived at a wide white jade square.

"Evil thief! Take my sword!"

Whoosh!

A figure broke into the Tian Cult formation with a quick and incompetent body technique. The green sword in his hand rippled with terrifying sword energy, piercing Fang Ming on his shoulder.

"Hehe...Feng Lin, you are not dead yet!"

Li Shengnan smiled lightly, pulled out the Bingpo Han Light Sword and slashed it. The long sword in Feng Lin's hand broke with the sound, and then he swung the swords, forcing Feng Lin to retreat repeatedly.

It turned out that Li Shengnan was practicing Qiao Beiming's secret book, and received Fang Ming's guidance. He had already been reborn like Ji Xiaofeng, and his martial arts skills improved greatly. He was no longer the same as Wu Xia Ameng in the past.

At this time, just a few swords were all stabbing the flaws of the Anti-Tianshan sword technique. A cold air emanated from the Bingpo Cold Light Sword, which merged with Li Shengnan's own Shura Yinsha Aura, making the cold wind even worse.

"How come this girl has made so much progress? I'm not an opponent..."

Feng Lin missed a single shot, and when she saw the Eighteenth Grandmaster, she was about to surround her, and immediately laughed and pulled out.

How high is her martial arts? The Tian cultists who were blocking along the way were bounced away and fell to the ground in an instant.

"The traitor! You won't surrender!!!"

Feng Lin's assassination was like a signal. Suddenly, the drums were sounding loudly, and rows of elite soldiers in armor came out, surrounding the Tian cultists on the square, with torches constantly illuminating the entire square like daytime.

Qianlong was full of complacent ambition and slowly walked out with a large number of guards and a group of martial arts people. The first person was Tang Xiaolan. He was holding a boy in his hand and shouted loudly: "Fang Fushui, see who this is?"

"Sir, save me!"

The young man immediately shouted when he saw Fang Ming, as if he had seen the savior, which was the fifteenth prince Yongyan!

It turned out that as soon as he arrived at the Shenwu Sect, he was so happy that he was ambushed and captured here by Tang Xiaolan.

"I... Damn! There must be a limit for waste!" Fang Ming rolled his eyes wildly, too lazy to complain about anything else, and looked around Qianlong.

I saw that not only Master Shaolin Gongchan, Master Emei Jinguang, but also Tang Jingtian and his wife, and even several evil demons such as Venerable Alu were there, all of whom were full of spirit and energy and were full of energy and were nurturing their energy.

"Ha ha……"

Fang Ming laughed to the sky: "You have raised so white and fat. I believe you have taken a lot of magic medicines in the palace. What kind of virtue is this ancestor? It is a great honor to be able to join forces with the court, the right way, and the evil sects, which are incompatible with water and fire," he said.

"Amitabha!" Master Gong Zen Gao Xuan's name came out and said: "Although we have always had gaps, how can we see the donor usurp the country's magical artifact and trap all the people in the world in water and fire?"

"After all, it's a gateway view. You can't stand my evil sect in controlling the world!"

Fang Ming laughed loudly and suddenly said loudly: "Old ancestor, my Han family, my family, I am here to support my Han people and the country, and to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty! You actually help the Manchu Tartars and help the evildoers to abuse it. That's really a pity!"

How high is Fang Ming's internal strength? His voice kept echoing in the entire Baiyu Square. As soon as the hat of anti-Qing and restoring Ming was pressed down, the faces of the people in the righteous path changed suddenly, and they remembered that they were originally against the Qing court.

"The distinction between good and evil is still above the racial justice! Don't be too flirtatious and bewitching people's hearts!"

Tang Xiaolan came out, looking heartbroken: "If the world is controlled by your cult, then the suffering of all people will be ten or a hundred times more cruel than that of the Qing Dynasty!"

Fang Ming flashed his nails and could see that this was Tang Xiaolan’s real thought, and it was also the idea that he persisted throughout his life, and that he was indomitable and unyielding.

This is also the thinking of most famous martial arts sects. They may not be able to stand the Qing court's rule over Jiuzhou, but if they were replaced by the evil sect that had always been suppressed, they would never want to be in the world!

Nothing! Ass problem!

Even if the Qing court was in the world, it could still compromise with some famous and upright factions to protect their real estate, land, temples and industries. Once the evil faction was ascended by the mud-legged evil faction, wouldn’t it be arrogance? How could it be tolerated? What’s more, with the blood feud between good and evil, the evil faction would inevitably take revenge after taking power!

Therefore, even if the world is given to the Tartars, it cannot be given evil ways!

Of course, this is the truth, but it must not be said that. Therefore, the people in the world and the people are excellent excuses!

However, there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and there are also brainwashing to wash themselves, such as Tang Xiaolan in front of him.

After all, everything is still dominated by interests!!!

Fang Ming naturally saw this and couldn't help but sigh: "There are different ideas and different paths, so there is nothing to say. Since you insist that the distinction between good and evil is more than the righteousness of the nation, the ancestor has to see the truth with you..."

It doesn't make sense to say this kind of stubborn thoughts, and both sides have their own reasons, even if the debate lasts forever, it is useless.

But I can't convince you, but I can eliminate you physically!

The battle between roads and ideas is so cruel!

"Why did Mr. Tang fight with that villain? It would be better to shoot thousands of arrows at the same time, and he would take the lives of these evil demons and heretics on the spot!"

Qianlong smiled and said, quite proud.

"The Evil Emperor is finally a master. I can't bear to be so humiliated. There was a fight before. My husband and I were not talented, so I wanted to ask Mr. Fang's sword technique again!"

Tang Xiaolan, a master of the generation, had this kind of demeanor, immediately joined hands with Feng Ying to invite the battle.

"You two come on stage, we are also the emperor and the empress!"

Li Shengnan put the Chuyun Sword into Fang Ming's hand and said softly: "This sword is better than the Youlong Sword and is better than your Silver Dragon Sword. You can use it. I have the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, which is more suitable for the Shura Yinsha Achievement. Then we will fight out together!"

"Thank you! But I don't need it!"

Fang Ming suddenly stood up and laughed wildly, "Qianlong, Tang Xiaolan, do you think... you won?"

Woo woo...

The sound of the war horn is faint, but the sound of killing from all sides is as if the sky is shaking the earth.

"What's going on?" Qianlong grabbed a eunuch who came to report the news, his face grim.

"The Imperial Guards, the Imperial Guards, rebel, and entered the two gates of Donghua and Xihua... The palace guards and ministers also responded..."

The eunuch said timidly, and was immediately kicked away by Qianlong, knowing that the situation had reached a critical moment.

"Damn Sikonghua... I must kill your nine clans!!!"

Qianlong's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloody, and the martial arts world was filled with fear, but he saw more soldiers pouring into the square, and the number was ten times more than that of theirs.

Sikonghua, who was in full military uniform, came to Fang Ming's shoulder chariot with several people and worshiped him: "The Imperial Guard Commander Sikonghua... led the Imperial Guard Front Battalion, the Guards' Headquarters, and the Minister of Guards, pay homage to His Majesty the Evil Emperor!"

When the soldiers who were originally armed soldiers saw their boss coming, they led several times the strength of their own. They were immediately at a loss and surrendered. Even if they had occasional resistance, they were immediately suppressed.

The army's swords were unsheathed and the bows and arrows were all aimed at Qianlong's group of people, which was just the opposite of the previous situation.

"Sikonghua! Don't be obsessed with it! The fifteenth prince Yongyan is in our hands, and we also have an antidote to Jile San..."

Tang Xiaolan shouted loudly.

Sikonghua and others were still moving.

Qianlong's eyes flashed and shouted: "I have issued a secret order to order the Beijing camp to quickly enter the city to suppress the rebels. Your death date has come..."

"The army of Beijing camp?"

Fang Ming laughed, "I'll let you meet someone again!"

A young general came out and kowtowed to Fang Ming: "The Nine Gate Admiral Fu Long'an, I have met the leader. I wish the leader and his wife will live forever!"

"Fulong'an, do you betray me too?" Qianlong's face was pale and he looked shaky. He could not believe it at all! He was still full of confidence in the moment and wanted to wash away the country's decline, but the next moment he fell into the abyss!

Speaking of which, although Fulongan is not as famous as his younger brother Fukang'an, he is also the son of Fu Heng. He married Qianlong's daughter and Princess Jia, and the first-class duke. He was the first-class confidant of Qianlong, and could only sit in the position of the admiral of the Nine Gate.

These nine gate admirals guarded the capital city gates, with a high position and a powerful position. They cannot be held by the emperor's confidant, and once they backfire, they will be extremely powerful.

You should know that when the gate of the capital is closed, even if there are 100,000 troops outside, they will stare at you!
Chapter completed!