The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

Outside the city gate, the last group of black-clad assassins emerged from the corner of the street, their swords flashing sharply, pointing directly at Chen Qingfeng and Chen Jingyuan.

"Protect the emperor!" The guards quickly formed a battle formation.

Xiong Yun and Yin Ping'an stood on both sides of Chen Jingyuan and Wang Xinyao.

Wang Xinyao's eyes were cold and clear, without any panic.

The spiritual power in her body flowed quietly, and she raised her white hand lightly, and a bright light bloomed from her palm.

The next moment, she suddenly grasped a precious sword that shone with light and had the faint sound of a phoenix. It was her Phoenix Sword.

"Jingyuan, be careful on the left side." Her voice was not loud, but it reached Chen Jingyuan's ears clearly.

Chen Jingyuan laughed out loud, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, with a cold and intimidating light on the sword.

"Don't worry, sister. These villains can't do anything to me!" He stretched out his body, and his sword was as powerful as a rainbow, forming a perfect response with Wang Xinyao.

Wang Xinyao's figure suddenly appeared like a startled wild goose, and the Phoenix Sword turned into a stream of light. Wherever it passed, the assassin's weapon fell to the ground.

Her sword skills were sharp yet exuded a beauty like a peerless dance. No one could get close to her within three feet.

Chen Jingyuan's sword was powerful and every strike was accompanied by the sound of splitting the air. The sword energy was everywhere, forming a Jedi of sword energy around him.

Chen Qingfeng and Wang Muyun stood side by side in the core without taking any action.

Chen Qingfeng's face was calm, his eyes were like torches as he scanned the entire battlefield, and he directed the changes in the formation of his personal guards in a deep voice.

Wang Muyun was more concerned about the performance of his daughter and son. There was both relief and a hint of imperceptible worry in his eyes.

She knew very well that these continuous assassinations were just the prelude to the coming storm.

Zhao Haoxuan stood quietly aside, his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

The strength of these assassins really did not arouse his interest in taking action.

His eyes occasionally swept across Wang Xinyao's figure, with a hint of imperceptible concern, but more of a calmness that came from having the overall situation in control.

He was happy to let Chen Jingyuan take this opportunity to hone his sword skills. At the same time, he also remembered not to expose his strength too much at this moment.

Chen Jingyuan's sword was as powerful as a dragon, with Xiong Yun and Yin Ping'an supporting him on both sides, and the elite guards formed a formation to strangle him.

Although the black-clad assassins were fearless, they were unable to withstand his attack and were defeated in an instant, leaving only a mess on the ground.

The group broke through the siege and finally arrived outside the palace.

The towering walls of the imperial city are in sight. The familiar coiled dragon patterns should bring peace of mind, but now there is a strange and tense atmosphere.

On the city wall, General Tian, ​​the defending general, recognized the majestic figure below at a glance. He was overjoyed and his voice trembled with excitement.

"It's His Majesty! It's really His Majesty who has returned! God bless the Miao Kingdom! Quick! Open the city gates!"

Before he finished speaking, something strange happened!

A cold blade light suddenly appeared beside him without any warning and was aimed at General Tian resolutely.

General Tian was caught off guard and only had time to let out a muffled groan before his strong body slowly fell limp.

"Whoever dares to open the city gate will die!" A sinister voice sounded, and Prince An, wearing a prince's dragon robe, walked out slowly, holding a bloody long knife in his hand, with a ferocious and complacent smile on his face.

Behind him was a group of defenders who were obviously under his control. They drew their swords and pointed them at Chen Qingfeng and his group under the city.

"Prince An! How dare you!" Chen Qingfeng's face darkened, and the pent-up anger turned into overwhelming pressure, and the airflow around him condensed.

"Yao'er, follow me to the city and rescue General Tian!"

"Yes!" Wang Xinyao moved in response. She sheathed the Phoenix Sword, tapped the ground with her toes, and her figure was like a wisp of smoke. She followed closely behind Chen Qingfeng and rushed straight to the city wall.

However, Chen Qingfeng's cultivation was far superior to Wang Xinyao's, and when he was angry, his speed was astonishingly fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he soared up to the several-meter-high city wall like a roc spreading its wings, and in a flash, he appeared in front of King An.

The hideous smile on Prince An's face instantly froze and turned into horror.

He only felt a flash before his eyes, a shadow passed by, and then he felt a piercing pain in his wrist, and his sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Before he could scream, his collar tightened and Chen Qingfeng threw him to the ground like a child, unable to move.

There was a flash of sorrow in his eyes, but the force in his hands was merciless.

"Prince An, my good brother," Chen Qingfeng's voice was icy, filled with bitter disappointment and anger. "You are truly great."

The surrounding soldiers saw that Prince An had been captured and their backbone had been lost. Seeing the emperor's awesome power, they were already frightened out of their wits. They dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground to kowtow.

"Your Majesty, please have mercy! Your Majesty, spare our lives! We are all being coerced by Prince An..."

Chen Qingfeng glanced at the group of soldiers and snorted coldly: "Everyone, stand up. Ignorance is not a crime."

He was more concerned about General Tian's life or death at the moment. He turned to look at Wang Xinyao who had just jumped onto the top of the city wall and said, "Yao'er, how is General Tian?"

Wang Xinyao was squatting beside General Tian with a serious expression.

Fortunately, the sword only injured the back, otherwise even a god would be unable to save him.

She quickly checked the injuries, tapped the major acupuncture points on his body with her jade fingers, and temporarily stopped the bleeding.

"Your Majesty, the injuries are extremely serious, but fortunately he is still alive and there is still a chance of saving him." Wang Xinyao spoke quickly, and his hands did not stop.

A light green aura of life condensed on her fingertips. As the Gu Ze silver needle penetrated into General Tian's heart meridian, beads of sweat oozed from her smooth forehead, but her eyes remained as calm as a lake.

She quickly took out a spirit-gathering pill that exuded a strong medicinal aroma and carefully fed it into General Tian's mouth, using her spiritual power to dissolve the medicinal power.

The silver needle trembled slightly as she manipulated it, and strands of pure spiritual power flowed into the injured person's body, stabilizing the weak fire of life.

A moment later, beads of sweat appeared on Wang Xinyao's forehead, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised her head, saying, "Father, General Tian's life has been saved for the time being. He needs to rest well."

Chen Qingfeng's expression eased slightly when he heard this, and his gaze once again fell on Prince An, who looked as pale as death.

"Your Majesty! Royal brother!" Prince An no longer had any arrogance at this moment, and begged with tears streaming down his face.

"I know I was wrong! I was momentarily bewildered and deceived by that rebellious son, which is why I did such a heinous act! I beg my royal brother to forgive me this time for the sake of our blood relationship!"

A trace of pain flashed across Chen Qingfeng's eyes, but was immediately replaced by determination.

Any of the following, such as fratricide, treason and regicide, is a capital offense.

"Come here! Capture Prince An and throw him into the Heavenly Prison."

After resolving the crisis on the city wall, the heavy palace gate slowly opened.

However, the road inside the palace is not smooth.

The palace road, which was once solemn and dignified, was now eerily silent. Only the wind whistled through the blood-stained pillars.

The deeper they went, especially on the road leading to the Golden Throne Hall, the more resistance and ambushing assassins they encountered.

These people seemed to have received a death order and launched the attack fearlessly.

Wang Xinyao swung her Phoenix Sword again, the sword light was like a streak of silk, invincible.

Chen Jingyuan's sword energy was like a dragon, and every swing was accompanied by the force of thunder.

Xiong Yun and Yin Ping'an were also unstoppable. The guards formed a formation and moved forward, clearing the way step by step.

Blood dyed the imperial road paved with white marble red, and screams were heard everywhere.

Chen Qingfeng glanced at those young and frightened faces. Most of them were wearing the uniforms of the imperial guards, but they pointed their weapons at the king.

Endless sorrow and anger welled up in his heart. This anger was not directed at these deceived soldiers, but at the rebellious son who disrupted the order of the court.

He took a deep breath, and the sound was like thunder in the sky, rolling to every corner of the palace.

"My soldiers! You are all good men of the Miao nation. Do you really want to work for that regicide and usurpation prince, Chen Yingtao?

"Those who now lay down their weapons and retreat to the sides, I promise in the name of the Son of Heaven that if you return to the right path, all your sins will be forgiven!"

His voice paused, his murderous intent suddenly gathering, transforming into a cold wave that froze everything. "However—if there are still those who refuse to repent and are willing to become the pawns of treacherous villains..."

Chen Qingfeng slowly raised his hand, and the swords of the guards behind him rang out, and the murderous aura soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds.

“——Kill without mercy!”

The emperor's personal revelation was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, causing a huge commotion.

Many soldiers who were already doubtful looked at each other with expressions of struggle on their faces.

The emperor has accumulated power for a long time, and his words carry weight.

I don't know who dropped their weapons first with a clang, but then, like a chain reaction, more and more people gave up resistance and knelt down to apologize.