That night, Jun Wuxie heard the plans hatched by the Soul Hunters, the Black Demon Sect, and the Holy Sect.
In fact, he had already guessed what happened, but he still wanted to get confirmation and understand the current situation.
At that moment, Su Jin told everything he knew about the situation.
The four major aristocratic families and the four major families led the rebels into the city, but there was no movement in the Royal Forest Army camp. Someone may be planning this behind the scenes, setting up a killing plan, etc.
"The Eighth Prince was so seriously injured, but he still came to Zongwang Mountain to ask for help. More than 100,000 rebels successfully entered the city, which shows that the city defense has long been controlled by the rebels. The Eighth Prince came here because they did it deliberately!" Su Jin analyzed.
Everyone was silent. At this moment, they all knew that the palace was now a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. They had set up a dragnet and waited for Jun Wuxie to break into it.
But they also knew that they were not qualified to stop him, or even to persuade him.
After all, that is the family clan of his beloved woman!
"I see."
Jun Wuxie was still very calm, stood up and was about to leave.
"Brother-in-law..."
The weak Ji Beilan suddenly grabbed his arm and said: "Father...Father didn't let...he wouldn't let me tell you what happened in the palace. He...he said you...went...and escaped death. If you... ...If you don't go...I won't blame you..."
Ji Beilan was very conflicted. She was worried that Jun Wuxie would be trapped in a tight siege, and she was also worried that his father would be killed by the rebels.
"Your imperial sister is my woman, do you want me to go?"
Jun Wuxie took his hand away from her arm, looked at the timid Chan'er and said to Yue Yao: "Take good care of Chan'er."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out thousands of meters in one step, a vast white mist arose, and the sound barrier shook the mountains and fields, like thunder.
"Are you laying a dragnet and waiting for me? Then I will give you a surprise tonight!"
Jun Wuxie's speed was very fast, dozens of times the speed of sound, and he reached the distance of more than two hundred miles in an instant.
He was above the capital, looking at the palace, where flames were blazing into the sky.
The palace walls have collapsed, and a large number of corpses are lying on the ground.
The rebels poured into the palace like a tide and had already rushed into the square in front of the palace.
Ji Liufeng stood on the stairs, his battle armor was blood red, and the sword in his hand was dripping with blood. There were thousands of guards behind him, guard generals on both sides, and an old man in gray robes in front of him.
There were many corpses lying on the stairs, including rebels and guards.
Blood flowed down the stairs, dyeing the long white jade stairs blood-colored.
"Ji Liufeng, you are at the end of your strength. Please plan to abdicate as soon as possible. The third prince is more suitable to be the emperor of Zhou Dynasty than you!"
Nangong Yi said loudly while riding on his war horse.
"Your Majesty, stop resisting." Murong Bo pointed at the army behind him and said, "Look at the 70,000 to 80,000 troops behind us. You are only a few thousand guards now. Confrontation is like hitting a stone with an egg."
The head of the Muyang family spoke calmly and said: "Your Majesty, if you do as we say now, you can still survive, otherwise you, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, will die without a burial place!"
After he finished speaking, he gestured to the rebels behind him.
Suddenly, the rebels held shields and spears, formed a square formation, and marched forward in an orderly manner.
The neat steps resounded throughout the palace.
"Your Majesty, please abdicate!"
"Your Majesty, please abdicate!"
…
As the rebel formation marched, they shouted in unison.
The loud voice echoed in the palace.
"You have such delusions!" Ji Liufeng shouted with great anger: "Now is the time when my country, Great Zhou, is at war with Xilin, yet you ask me to abdicate my throne to an incompetent person like Lao San. You want to lead me, Great Zhou, to the end of the genocide. Situation! Aren’t you afraid of becoming eternal sinners?!”
"Hahaha!" Several family masters looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Eternal sinners? Since ancient times, the winner has been a king and the loser has been a bandit. If you lose, you lose. What kind of eternal sinners do you think we will care about? We only know that we will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future. ! The mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were shattered and the people died. What does this have to do with us?"
"you!"
Ji Liufeng was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"Ji Liufeng, you think you are still the emperor, don't preach to us from above! Who do you think you are in our eyes at this moment?" Nangong Yi sneered again and again: "If we want to kill you, it will be like squeezing an ant to death. easy!"
"Father, please abdicate. You are old and no longer useful. The great Zhou Dynasty, a land of 100,000 miles and 1.5 billion people, can only flourish if it is handed over to the hands of your sons!"
The third prince walked out, with morbid excitement on his face.
His dream is about to come true, he is about to sit on the throne of the emperor and hold great power!
"You traitor! You bastard!"
When Ji Liufeng saw the third prince, he was so angry that he rushed down the stairs with his sword in hand and killed him on the spot, but he was held tightly by the old man in front of him.
"Father, do you want to kill me?" The third prince laughed loudly and ferociously: "Hahaha, look at your incompetent and furious look. Come and kill me. It's a pity that you don't have that ability anymore!"
"Did Ji Liufeng hear this? This is what your son said to you, hahaha!"
"Isn't it uncomfortable to feel betrayed and separated from your relatives?" Muyang Family Head laughed and said: "You are stubbornly resisting, are you waiting for someone to come and save you? Let me guess, is that person Jun Wuxie, ah? Tsk tsk, if he If you dare to come, this is his burial place! Today, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can’t save you!"
The words just fell.
A dazzling golden figure descended from the sky.
With a bang, the whole square trembled.
The golden blood energy spreads like waves.
Several phalanxes and thousands of people were marching. All the shields cracked and fell into pieces. The people were all blown up into the sky, and then they fell to the ground like dumplings!
"You alone dare to say such arrogant things?"
The cold voice echoed in the square, frightening the rebels to retreat.
"Jun...Jun Wuxie!"
The expressions of the eight masters changed suddenly, and the horses under them were frightened, neighing and retreating continuously.
"The whole army retreats, quickly! Retreat!"
Nangong Yi, Murong Bo, the head of the Muyang family and others screamed in surprise.
Just now, he was saying that Jun Wuxie was here and this was his burial place, but when Jun Wuxie really came, he was so scared that he peed his butt.
"Innocent!"
Ji Liufeng's lips trembled, she was both happy and worried, and her mood was extremely complicated.
Jun Wuxie is still here, in a critical moment, like a god descending!
Just one person, without a single move, scared off an army of 100,000 people!
But today, this is a game!
"Your Majesty, I have everything."
Jun Wuxie's voice was not very sonorous, but calm and confident. Then he turned to look at the eight masters and the rebels, and said word by word: "We are fighting with Xilin today. The battle situation on the front line is so bad. You and others actually attack at this time." Entering the palace is an unforgivable crime!"
"I don't care if you are obeying orders or not! This is the capital city, under the emperor's feet! As a soldier, if you don't want to defend the country and have no loyalty, you actually follow the rebels and conspire against them. So today, no one can leave alive!"
Suddenly, the 70,000 to 80,000 rebels turned pale with fear, their legs were weak, and their hands holding shields and spears were trembling.
…
At this moment, a dozen figures quietly appeared near the palace.
"Jun Wuxie has entered the game. His emphasis on love and justice is his fatal weakness. Our plan has no suspense anymore. I really want to see him struggling to his death, hehe."
Yan Rui, the ninth true successor of the Holy Sect, said calmly.
"What a powerful origin, what a wonderful soul, but it finally fell into our hands."
A soul hunter had a cold voice. After he finished speaking, he spread his palms and pressed hard in the direction of the palace.
In the palm of his hand, a black formation emerged and was imprinted in the void.
Boom!
Endless black runes lit up at the edge of the palace, and the black light shot up into the sky, forming a huge black barrier that enveloped the entire palace.
The barrier shrank rapidly, until it reached the square area in front of the palace hall.
When the black barrier touched the rebels, Ji Liufeng and others, it passed directly through them without causing the slightest impact on them.
Finally, with the point where Jun Wuxie stood as the center, the edge with a radius of two hundred meters stopped shrinking, trapping him inside.
"Hahaha!" When the eight masters saw this, the fear on their faces faded away, replaced by a smug smile: "Jun Wuxie, who do you think you are! You still want to kill us, you will definitely die today, this square is Your burial place!”
