My peerless Martial Emperor was exposed by a beautiful apprentice!

Chapter 362: The Great Week's Soldier!
The emperor of Zhou died, and there was a commotion in the imperial city of Great Zhou.

A large group of people, surging like a torrent, ran towards the outside of the city gate.

The little demon with a great reputation, they are really afraid that he will slaughter the city.

"Ah! Ling Chen who deserves to be hacked into pieces!"

"Hateful! Why did he win, how did he win!"

Looking at the familiar figure of the young man sitting on the top of the palace, Ba Ling'er was really frantic at this moment.

"That's the Emperor Zhou, the Emperor Zhou who got the Emperor Sword and commanded the world."

For the people on this land, the Son of Heaven Sword represents the myth of invincibility.

However, today, Ling Chen broke this myth with his utter strength.

Such a peerless genius, even though Ba Ling'er's face is full of hatred at this moment.

But it is impossible to say that she has no regrets in her heart.

She was even thinking that it would be great if time could be turned back.

He used to be so, so kind to himself.

For his own sake, even to save his own life.

However, he himself had misjudged his eyes and regarded a bright pearl as a waste.

"No! No! No! No!" Ba Ling'er shouted desperately in her heart.

"I don't regret it! I don't regret it!"

"It was him, Ling Chen, who killed my biological father and ruined my beautiful life. I wish I could cut him into pieces and avenge my father!"

……

Ever since Tianba Shenmen was destroyed, Ba Ling'er has been in exile, trying every means to make herself stronger.

All the time, she wanted to gain great strength and kill that man.

She often dreams, dreaming that she has returned to Tianba Shenmen, dreaming that her father is still there, and dreaming that people in Tianba Shenmen will call her "Saint" when they see her.

She liked that period of time very much, and she felt that it was the happiest day of her life.

But... when Meng woke up, everything remained the same, the Tianba Divine Sect was destroyed, and his father was indeed dead.

It was that man who took everything away from him.

While staring at the young figure with hatred, Ba Ling'er followed the flow of the crowd and was leaving the Great Zhou Imperial City.

If that man sees me, I'm afraid there will be no way out!
……

"Fortunately, I didn't act rashly before."

On a roof, Ye Mochen and Mr. Xing were still standing there.

Ye Mochen's eyes were also fixed on the very familiar boy.

He fought with Emperor Zhou to the last moment, and Ye Mochen saw that he was showing signs of fatigue.

He couldn't hold back several times, and wanted to sneak up and take this living blood-devouring demon skill away.

Looking at it now, if he really went up at that time, I am afraid that he would be beheaded with a single sword.

"Let's go too!" Ye Mochen said to Mr. Xing.

Mr. Star nodded.

But at this moment, Ye Mochen moved and jumped down from the roof.

Mr. Star: "..."

He was left alone on this roof.

"Damn!" He whispered in his heart, he had never practiced martial arts, so he could only slowly climb down from the roof.

……

"Ah! Little demon!" Liu Zhan, the furious divine body, looked at the little demon still alive, and was still furious in his heart.

But at this time, he still uttered bitterly: "Let's go!"

……

"We have to pay our respects to the new overlord of this land!"

In the building of drunkenness, Emperor Zhao Zhao Yue uttered this sound softly.

After saying these words, he turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on his daughter Zhao Lingxin, looking at her daughter's peerless face.

I don't know what he is thinking at this moment.

……

On the top of the imperial palace, Mingyue had picked up all the corpses that fell into the imperial city and threw them beside Ling Chen.

Including Zhou Tianzi, there are a total of nineteen Wuzong corpses, all of which have been sucked dry by Ling Chen at this moment.

His soul power once again reached a breakthrough, stepping into the seven-star sect level.

The dead bones of the ghosts also devoured their spirits and spirits, and evolved to the eight-star sect level.

Faintly, Ling Chen sensed the Shayue Black Sword, and finally showed signs of a breakthrough.

It should be soon!
Although this battle was difficult, the harvest was worth it.

Afterwards, Ling Chen had completely closed his eyes, and was running the Blood Moon Divine Art and the Immortal Devil Art, recovering his strength and injuries.

Between the heaven and the earth, the vitality is surging.

Zhao Qi was also sitting quietly beside him at this time, and the dead bones of Mingsha also began to recover their strength.

As for the battle outside the imperial city, although it is far away, Ling Chen has already sensed it.

There are White-eyed Demon Ape, Cao Zishang, Murong Guxiao, Bu Wuba, Xuanyin Patriarch, Murong Guxiao, Mo Tianhu and the others, and they are safe.

……

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

"Ow!"

In the sky, there were bursts of ferocious roars of ferocious beasts.

These voices all erupted from the Demon Ape, Demon Sky Tiger, and Eight-Winged White Dragon.

When the crowd came, they saw the mighty eight-winged white dragon, so they all launched a violent attack on it.

The eight-winged white dragon is extremely ferocious, and its rank is at the seven-star sect level.

Two stars higher than the White-eyed Demon Ape.

However, the demon ape entered a berserk state, its eyes were blood red, and the first one rushed forward, without fear, and violently bombarded it.

All forces follow!

"Zhou Tianzi has been executed, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

The old national teacher Murong Guxiao yelled loudly at this piece of heaven and earth, and raised his hand holding Zhou Tianzi's head high.

"Zhou Tianzi has been punished and beheaded, and those who surrender will not be killed!" Immediately afterwards, Xuanyin Patriarch also shouted.

Cao Zishang and General Li also drank one after another.

The sound of rolling shouts suddenly rolled up in this world.

"Ah? Son of Heaven?"

"The head of the Son of Heaven!"

"Heaven!"

……

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty looked at the head, their bodies trembling.

Emotions became overwhelming.

On the way of flying here, Murong Guxiao specially wiped off the scorched black on this human head, although there are still many sword marks, but the degree of restoration is extremely high.

"Ah! Son of Heaven!"

There were bursts of wailing, one after another.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Even the eight-winged white dragon was howling miserably at this moment.

"The descendant will not be killed! The descendant will not be killed! The descendant will not be killed!"

These four words are still echoing in this world.

However, none of those Great Zhou soldiers let go of the warrior in their hearts at this moment.

"Revenge for the emperor! Swear to protect the homeland!"

"Kill them and avenge the emperor!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

Immediately afterwards, battles broke out in the army.

"That's the case, all of them, punish them!" King Qin Qin Yu looked at the emotions of the soldiers of the Great Zhou below, and at this moment, he issued this order.

Now that Emperor Zhou is dead, and all the Wuzongs have arrived, even if some great Zhou soldiers are violent, they can't make any waves.

It is simply impossible for the underdog to win in such a situation.

This battle is a foregone conclusion!

"Kill!" Chu Qingxi, the Empress of Great Chu, also shouted coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)