Wei Ershisan hesitated and watched Xu Jie protect Xia Wen step by step towards the steps.

At this moment, it was really time to see the conclusion. All the things in front of them were for this moment.

What should I do at this moment?

Xu Jie looked at Wei Twenty-san, Wei Twenty-san looked at Xu Jie.

Xia Wen also looked at Wei Ershisan with a nervous look on his face, and even forgot to speak.

Wei Ershisan frowned. He was never a person who decided things, but a person who did things. At this time, what seemed like a huge thing was all about his attitude.

Who is the emperor?

Wei Twenty-three didn't know how to make decisions or decide.

The sword in his hand hangs beside him.

Xia Wen walked up, walked up the steps, and walked before the imperial case.

"The guard twenty-three!" Xia Rui shouted.

This shout seemed to have made Wei Ershi San clear, or he subconsciously knew what he should do, because he was a character who obeyed the emperor, so Wei Ershi San subconsciously pushed the sword and said, "Please don't overthrow your superiors."

Wei Twenty-San's words instantly sounded countless swords and weapons were unsheathed.

Xu Jie walked to Xia Wen and faced Wei Ersan, saying, "Twenty San, do you really want to do it?"

Wei Ersan still frowned, but hesitated: "Xu Wenyuan, Your Majesty is the king who ascended the throne after worshiping the ancestors of heaven and earth. This is also my destiny."

As soon as Wei Twenty-san finished speaking, he felt a momentum coming to his face.

As the momentum came, there was a cold saying: "More than a thousand Golden Palace Guards, come on!"

Wei Ershisan sighed, looked back at Xia Rui, and replied, "Xu Wenyuan, the soldiers can die, but they cannot die in the hands of their comrades-in-law brothers. Let's die."

Wei Twenty-Three, like Xu Jie, was trying her best to avoid a river of blood flowing, and was also trying her best to protect the Golden Palace Guard from withering.

Before Xu Jie could answer, Zhang Li said: "My brother, don't agree to him. I have 16,000 Jinwu Guards, and the masters around me, today is a sure victory and invincible situation. You don't have to catch the order with you and die, and you don't have to take this risk."

Xu Jie turned around and looked at Zhang Li, looked at the iron armor crowded with the hall, the golden palace guards on the beams, the six guards and nine guards not far away, and also looked at He Jiyue, Xu Laoba, and Yun Shuhuan in the crowd.

After seeing everyone, Xu Jie asked: "Twenty-three, before the decisive death, I want to say the last word to you. This court, these scholars and literati, this country and country cannot tolerate the rebellion of me, a person who has not yet reached the title. Why did I make this happen today? Why?"

Xu Jie's tone was a little excited, staring at Wei Ershisan with his eyes, and asked and answered, "Because, the backbone of this court is gone, and the backbone of scholars is gone. Where is the backbone and backbone? In Ouyang Zheng, in Xie Fang, in Wang Yuanlang, in Liu Si. But where are they? Where are they?"

"Where? Haha... Twenty-three, you know where they are, but unfortunately, no one is in the court today. If there is one person still in the court, how can I allow me to do this today? Only you, and in the end, you are the only one who is left, holding this sword and standing here. Look back and look at this emperor, look at him!"

Xu Jie spoke extremely excitedly, almost dancing.

Wei Ershisan listened to Xu Jie's words and looked back at Xia Rui. Then he said with a little depressed tone: "Xu Wenyuan, I know what your words mean. Why, this fate is like this."

Xu Jie didn't say much anymore, turned around and walked down the steps, with a knife lying on the side, walking past people who made way left and right. Zhang Li reached out and stopped him, saying, "My brother, you really don't have to do this."

Xu Jie just waved his hand gently and muttered: "Forget it, Wei Twenty-three is worth it."

Xu Jie just walked over, and Zhang Li's hand brushed past Xu Jie's chest and abdomen.

Wei Ershisan followed Xu Jie and looked back at Xia Rui on the high platform. Xia Rui looked at Wei Ershisan with hope and hope, but he hid behind Wei Ershisan.

In the main hall square, there were countless iron armors standing. Among the iron armor, more than a thousand Golden Palace guards also occupied a small area.

A piece of venue has been empty among these people.

Xu Jie stood opposite Wei Twenty-san, Wei Twenty-san bowed respectfully and said, "Please!"

Xu Jie did not return the gift, but said directly: "Western San, today you are not qualified to be my opponent, but you are worthy of admiration."

"Thank you!" Wei Ersan replied, answering sincerely.

"I'm here!" A loud shout!

The knife, under the scorching sun, shines red.

This red light was reflected in everyone's eyes, and the red light flashed in the air, and the light shone brightly.

The sword, like a black hole, seemed to be attached to a layer of dead ashes.

Some people may really look down on death, carrying the glory of the Golden Palace Guard for three hundred years.

He Jiyue's sword had already stood in the air, and Yun Shuhuan's sword was dragged in his hand, and Xu Laoba kept approaching the battle circle.

In the deafening manner, the stone slabs of the imperial city that were washed every day could even be swept by smoke and dust.

In the city of Bianjing, the streets are still prosperous, with tourists and shops, everything is in order.

The old farmer outside the city who sold firewood was wandering in the alleys during the meal. The young woman went out and stopped him. A few copper coins bought the load of firewood of more than 100 kilograms.

Then the smoke from the cooking stove rose and the smell of the rice was filled with fragrance. The old farmer took a few copper plates and happily went out of the city. He passed by the tea stall on the street. He hesitated for a moment, bought a bowl of tea and a few gulps, and bought a little meat at the bridgehead outside the city gate. He rushed home excitedly.

The word "living and working in peace" is sometimes so simple, but sometimes it is a huge pound.

Xu Jie, who dragged his knife from the broken floor, howled like a beast: "Ah......!!!"

The bun has been loose, and the long hair is flying on the back, like a company of long hair, with an unyielding momentum.

Wei Ersan looked serious and said nothing, and his sword was like an arm, waving his willlessly.

The people in the hall were looking out, but no one came out of the hall.

On the high platform, Xia Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was not turbulent, he was not excited, or nervous. He was just waiting, waiting for the final ending.

He seems to be able to accept the ending.

Standing on this high platform, Xia Rui seemed to have really remembered many things in his mind, the old emperor Xia Qian, Li Qiming, and also thought of himself who was extremely nervous that day, fell into the ice cellar.

Xia Family!

The throne was once so easy to get.

In fact, Xia Wen had already thought about these things clearly, and knew that all this should be so easy and simple. He knew what he had done, and even more so where he was stupid.

If you don’t talk about regret, there is only sadness.

After sadly, today's Xia Wen was so calm.

Xia Rui kept paced, his eyes swept back and forth on everyone, alerting everyone present, and even the Golden Palace Guardian Wei Jiu who had expressed his attitude.

"Have Wei Twenty-three won?" Xia Rui asked Wei Liu nervously.

Wei Liu did not let the outside of the hall look out, but shook his head directly: "The victory is hard to decide."

"Can he win?" Xia Rui asked again.

Wei Liu hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly: "Can win."

Xia Rui was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Okay, okay, will you decide the winner and lose? Life and death?"

Wei Liu shook his head again: "I don't know."

Xia Rui was inexplicably worried, worried that even if Wei Twenty-three won, Xu Jie was not dead.

At some point, Zhang Li, who had her breasts and breasts exposed, suddenly stood in front of a big cowhide drum and shouted: "My brother, I am foolish brother to beat the drum for you!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

The drum sounds like raindrops, this is the way the military man does.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, the air swelling in the air had reached its peak, and everyone seemed to feel a wave of heat coming to their faces.

"Are you here?" Wei 23 shouted.

"Here you come!" Xu Jie replied.

"Come on!" Wei Ershisan seemed to have used all his strength to roar.

Xia Rui in the hall asked anxiously: "Is the winner a winner?"

"It's going to be divided!" Wei Liu replied.

When it was about to be separated, Xia Rui's body stopped and stood motionless like a wooden man.

It's time to decide the outcome, but the tide is still the tide.

If Yang Ershu could still see this scene, he would definitely be extremely relieved at this time. After ten years of hard work, I wonder what a genius Yang Ershu is.

Perhaps every time Xu Jie uses the tide of the sea, he will spend a moment to remember him.

Here comes the tide of the sea.

Wei Ersan seemed to be waiting. For the second time, Wei Ersan, who faced the Duanhai Tide, seemed calm and unhurried.

The sword turns into a rainbow, dazzling.

Wei Ersan was waiting calmly. At that moment, the sword light rose up, and there was still words in his mouth: "Xu Wenyuan, I said that it is not enough to cut off the sea tide!"

Xu Jie seemed to feel even more depressed and depressed. The last moment of the depression and the sea tide suddenly increased a little.

Then, it stopped!

Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

The Blade of the Rainbow stopped.

Xu Jie looked at Wei Twenty-three in front of him and stopped in the air.
To be continued...