Supreme Saint Physique

That night, Jun Wuxie heard the conspiracy of the soul hunters, the dark Demon Sect, and the Holy Sect people.

He actually guessed what happened in his mind, but he still wanted to get confirmation and understand the current situation.

At the moment, Su Jin told all the things he had learned.

Four Great Aristocratic Families and Four Great Families led the rebels into the city. The Imperial Guard camp was silent. Someone might be planning the matter behind them, setting up a killing game, and so on.

"The eight princes came to Zongwang Mountain for help after suffering such severe injuries. More than a hundred thousand rebels entered the city successfully, indicating that the city defense has been controlled by the rebels. The eight princes can come here. Deliberately!" Su Jin analyzed.

Everyone is silent. At this moment, they all know that the Imperial Palace is now dragon's pool and tiger's den. After laying inescapable net, they just wait for Jun Wuxie to create it.

But they also know that they are not even qualified to stop him, or even to persuade him.

After all, that is the clan of his beloved woman!

"I see."

Jun Wuxie is still very calm, standing up and leaving.

"Brother-in-law..."

The weak Ji Beilan suddenly grabbed his arm and said: "Father...Imperial Father don't let...Don't let me tell you what happened to the Imperial Palace He...he said you...go...nine deaths and still alive. If you...if you don't go...I won't blame you..."

In Ji Beilan’s heart Very contradictory, both worried that Jun Wuxie was in a heavy siege, and worried that his Imperial Father would be killed by the rebels.

"Your emperor sister is my woman, do you say I am going or not?"

Jun Wuxie took his hand away from his arm and looked at him timidly Chan'er said to Yue Yao: "Take good care of Chan'er."

When the words fell, he rushed out several kilometers in one step, exploding into a vast white fog, and the sound barrier shook the mountains and plains like thunder.

"Is the inescapable net waiting for me? Then I will surprise you tonight!"

Jun Wuxie's speed is very fast, dozens of times the speed of sound, just two hundred The distance of li or so arrived in an instant.

He was above the capital, looking at the Imperial Palace, where the fire was blazing into the sky.

The Imperial Palace city wall has collapsed, and a large number of corpses are lying on the ground.

The rebels flooded into the Imperial Palace and rushed into the square in front of the great hall.

Ji Liufeng stood on the stairs, the Battle Armor was blood red, and the sword in his hand was dripping blood. There were thousands of Guards behind him, guard generals on both sides, and a gray robed old man in front of him.

There are a lot of dead bodies lying on the stairs, some from rebels and from Guard.

The blood flowed down the stairs, staining the long white jade stairs with blood.

"Ji Liufeng, you are exhausted, so you plan to abdicate as soon as possible, and Third Prince is more suitable to be the emperor of Zhou Dynasty than you!"

Nangong Yi rode on the horse and shouted Said.

"Your Majesty, don't resist." Murong Bo pointed to the army behind him, and said: "Look at the seventy or eighty thousand army behind us. You are now just a trifling of thousands of Guards. There is no difference in confrontation. In striking a stone with an egg."

Muyang patriarch spoke lightly and said: "Your Majesty, now you do as we say, and you can still struggling on whilst at death's door, otherwise this big week of yours The emperor, die without a burial site!"

He said, and gestured to the rebels behind him.

Suddenly, one by one rebels armed with shields and war spears formed a square formation and marched forward in an orderly manner.

The neat pace resounded through the Imperial Palace.

"Please abdicate the emperor!"

"Please abdicate the emperor!"

……

The rebel phalanx is marching, neatly Shouted in one stroke.

The loud voice echoed endlessly in the Imperial Palace.

"You wishful thinking!" Ji Liufeng's luck with True Qi sighed: "Now it is the time when I am fighting Xilin, but you let me abdicate to the third incompetent people, in order to make me big Zhou leads to the state of extinction of dead races! Are you not afraid to become sinners through the ages?!"

"hahaha!" Several patriarchs looked up to the sky and laughed: "Sinners through the ages? Winner is the king, loser is the villain since ancient times. If you lose, you lose. What ancient sinners do Your Majesty think we care about? We only know that there will be endless high position and great wealth in the future! What does it have to do with the broken mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou and the death of the people?"

"You guys!"

Ji Liu was trembling with anger.

"Ji Liufeng, you think you are still the emperor, don't aloof and remote preach to us! At this moment, in my eyes, what are you?" Nangong Yi sneered again and again: "We want to kill You, it’s as easy as squeezing an ant to death!"

"Imperial Father, abdicate, you are old and useless. Da Zhou is a hundred thousand li Jiangshan, 1.5 billion people, Only when it is in the hands of the children can it flourish and flourish!"

Third Prince walked out with sickly excitement on his face.

His dream is about to come true, he is about to sit on the throne and hold power!

"unfilial son! You beast!"

When Ji Liufeng saw Third Prince, he was so angry that he was about to rush down the stairs with a war sword in his hand, and slashed him on the spot, but was killed by him. The old man in the front was held on tightly.

"Imperial Father, you think you can kill me?" Third Prince laughed loudly: "hahaha, look at your incompetent anger, you come to kill me, it's a pity, Imperial Father you I don’t have that ability anymore!"

"Have Ji Liufeng heard this? This is what your son said to you, hahaha!"

"Is it uncomfortable for the people to betray their relatives?" Mu Yang patriarch said with a big smile: "You put up a desperate struggle, are you here to save you? Let me guess, is that person Jun Wuxie, ah? tsk tsk, if he dares to come, here is His burial place! Today, even the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, is here, and he can't save you!"

tone barely fell.

A golden light dazzling silhouette fell from the sky.

With a boom, the entire square trembled a few times.

Gold blood energy is like waves spreading.

The marching phalanx, thousands of people, all the shields ka-cha all split up and in pieces, all the people were shocked into the sky, and then like dumplings, crackle fell to the ground !

"Only you, dare to say rants?"

The cold voice echoed in this square, frightening the rebels to retreat.

"Jun...Jun Wuxie!"

The eight great patriarch's complexion changed suddenly, the horse under him was frightened, xu lu lu hissed and backed back again and again.

"The whole army retreat, fast! Retreat!"

Nangongyi, Murongbo, Muyang patriarch and the others screamed again and again.

Just now I said that Jun Wuxie is coming. This is his burial place. As a result, Jun Wuxie really came, but he was scared to pee.

"Innocent!"

Ji Liufeng's lips trembled, both happy and worried, and her mood was extremely complicated.

Jun Wuxie is here anyway, in times of crisis, like a god descending!

Only one person, without a move, scared off the 100,000 army!

But today, this is a game!

"Your Majesty, everything has me."

Jun Wuxie's voice is not so sonorous, calm and confident, then turned and looked towards the eight great patriarchs and the rebels, the words sounded : "Today's battle with Xilin during the Great Zhou Dynasty, the frontline battle situation is so bad, you even attacked the Imperial Palace at this time, your sin is unforgivable!"

"I don't care if you do it or not! This is the capital city, At the feet of the emperor! As a soldier, he does not want to defend the country and has no loyalty. He actually followed the counter-thief to seek rebellion. Today, no one wants to leave alive!"

Suddenly, seventy or eighty thousand rebels were scared. His face turned pale, his legs were soft, and the hands holding the shield and spear were trembling.

……

At this moment, a dozen silhouettes quietly appeared near the Imperial Palace.

"Jun Wuxie has entered the game. Value emotion and value friendship are his Achilles heel. Our plan has no suspense. I really want to see his Final Struggle, hehe."

Holy Sect The Ninth True Story Yan Rui indifferently said.

"What a powerful source, what a wonderful soul, it still fell into our hands."

A soul hunter has a cold voice, and his voice falls and spreads out. He moved his palm and pressed it in the direction of the Imperial Palace.

In the palm of the hand, a black formation diagram emerged and was printed in the void.

Boom!

On the edge of the Imperial Palace, endless black rune lights up, and the black light rushes up into the sky, forming a huge black Formation, enveloping the entire Imperial Palace.

The Formation quickly shrunk, until it reached the square area in front of the Imperial Palace great hall.

When the black Formation touched the rebels and Ji Liufeng and the others, they passed directly through without affecting them in the slightest.

Finally, at the point where Jun Wuxie was standing as the center, the edge of the radius of 200 meters stopped shrinking, and it was sealed inside.

"hahaha!" When the eight great patriarch saw this, the panic on his face faded, replaced by a triumphant grin: "Jun Wuxie, what do you think you are! You think you can kill me, you There is no doubt that you will die today, this square is your burial place!"