The coalition forces at the cost of four hundred casualties,!

At this moment, although there are still gunshots and killing cries around the area, everyone knows that the fight has reached the most critical time, although Zhao Heng and they are all scarred, and blood is splashed in front and back, but seeing that victory is in sight, no one is willing to retreat, from the gate to this power center, a large pile of corpses has fallen, there are enemies, there are also their own people, and there are heavy casualties.

There are only more than 100 people left in the Zhou clan of 500 people, and there are nearly 300 people in the coalition army of more than 700 people, and the casualties on both sides are very similar, but the surviving strength has been deviated, and Zhao Heng, who is almost three times the strength, is in an advantage, not to mention that the people who can be left around him are all first-class and first-class good players, so the faces of the remaining more than 100 Zhou members have become ugly.

Everyone knows that the next battle will be even more tragic, although the two sides add up to only a lineup of four hundred people, but it must be a contest of top combat power, the garden has been paved with corpses, dense, bloody, showing the cruelty of the rivers and lakes, but compared to Zhao Heng and them, the Zhou family is more difficult to bear the current scene, this is the invasion of outsiders.

It looks like a three-story circular building, a bit of the posture of the ancient Roman gladiatorial arena, from the ground to the entrance, a total of forty-nine steps, representing the supreme power, but this core place of the Zhou family, from today onwards, will be erased from history.

"Zhao Heng, this is the Zhou family, this is the rice country, you come to spread the wilderness, do you know the consequences?"

"No one can be disrespectful to the Zhou family, no one can be presumptuous to the Zhou family, and you are not qualified to provoke us!"

, It was very unpleasant to blow their beards and stare at each other, they were even more angry at Zhao Heng's audacity, feeling that the latter had provoked their authority and violated the rules, Zhao Heng swept over these old men similar to Jiang Zhonghua, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Kill!" ”

The coalition forces that had already rushed to the way heard Zhao Heng's order, and became even more monstrous with fighting intent, and the guns came down for a round of close-range shooting, and then flashed out of the cold weapon confrontation, Zhao Heng tore off a button, and rushed forward with a backhand to find a Heng knife, Situ Gui and they also followed Zhao Heng's footsteps to charge, and the two sides opened the curtain of the final battle.

Blade flashes! Killing!

Four hundred people started a fight on the spot, but today ushered in a group of ferocious invaders, Ximenqing in the distance with more than fifty people stood quietly, with a solemn expression, and couldn't see much solemnity, after calculating Zhao Heng's probability of winning, Ximenqing left the gate of the Zhou family with a slight tilt.

There was chaos in front of him, screams, sharp weapons, and fights, one after another, and the blood flowed down the stairs wantonly, staining the entire soles of Zhao Heng's feet, but he maintained a posture of not being sad or happy, at this time, too strong a sense of victory and fear has become a very burdensome thing, and only by maintaining a calm mind can we achieve the final victory.

, Charging against the ladder like a tide, in such a large-scale chaotic battle to the death, the masked man who rushed in front completely ignored the attack behind him, and in less than a minute, there were two more wounds on his body, but he didn't care at all.

The masked man didn't look at the bleeding wound, he just held a white fan and charged, the more enemies, the more domineering he became, there was a sense of more and more courage, the four elites of the Zhou clan were surrounding him, the sharp daggers fell in unison, and the masked man waved his left hand forward, a block.

"Dang!"

The left hand with the arm guard blocked the four knives with a crisp sound, and stabilized his body to prevent himself from sinking, and then the masked man's right hand waved violently, the white fan flashed a sharp edge, and the four people directly spurted blood and flew out, the masked man didn't look at their casualties, his toes were a little, he jumped up the three steps, the fan stabbed out again and again, and several white rays burst out.

The three members of the Zhou clan who were facing each other couldn't dodge, and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, and before they could struggle to get up, the masked man was already standing in front of them, the white fan spun violently, and the sharp blade suddenly killed them, blood burst out of their necks, and when they fell to the ground, the masked man jumped over them.

"Whoosh!"

When a dagger came over without warning, the masked man shook his wrist, and the white fan opened with a whirl, just blocking the sharp dagger, and the special fan left a sharp mark, and the next second, he kicked the falling dagger with his left foot, and the dagger swooped back, and a member of the Zhou clan who rushed to the ground snorted, and the knife in his mouth was lifeless.

"Lord Kong!"

After the masked man opened the fan and turned into a familiar action, his face was filled with endless shock and surprise, although the former still did not show his true face, but the momentum of the murderous action clearly showed them the three words of Kong Wangye, they looked at the masked man in disbelief, and their mouths were dry.

Obviously, they didn't expect that Kong Wangye was still alive, and they didn't expect that Kong Wangye followed the coalition army to attack the Zhou family, or took the lead in killing, and after a while of silence, he was full of murderous intent, and a white-bearded old man nodded at Kong Wangye, and shouted hoarsely: "Kill him!" Kill this traitor! Kill this beast! ”

No matter what exploits Prince Kong had in the past, no matter how hard he had, and his hands were stained with the blood of many brothers, Prince Kong had to apologize with death, with the shouting of the white-bearded old man, more than a dozen Zhou masters surrounded him, and the swords and guns seemed to strangle this traitor, and the scene became even more chaotic.

"Zhao Heng, you killed Zhou Wuzi?"

When Kong Wangye and they regarded death as home, when they charged to make the scene more bloody, Zhao Heng, who was holding the knife and rushing forward, also opened a killing ring, facing the rushing Zhou master, a cold white light quickly swung out, and one of the most front opponents was stabbed in the neck, spurting blood and falling, when he fell, Zhao Heng stepped on his corpse, and the clear sword as water slashed towards the rest of the opponents!

The sky is full of knife energy, and the sky is full of murderous energy!

The three enemies in front of Zhao Heng were killed instantly, Zhao Heng stood up straight, the knife was speared, the blood was like rain, and all the enemies who blocked the way and besieged were killed, the narrow and simple green bricks were full of gunsmoke and murderous aura, and the corpses with strange postures on the ground made this place full of dangerous atmosphere,!

After killing more than 20 steps, Zhao Heng finally met a decent opponent, a middle-aged woman over forty years old who was similar to Zhou Qiqi, she looked at Zhao Heng in front of her sharply, holding a small dagger in her hand, and blocked Zhao Heng's way with a calm expression, Zhao Heng was too lazy to say, kicked a corpse in the way, and lightly threw out a sentence:

"How?"

"Kill you."

The woman with long hair coiled high and graceful and luxurious, who is still similar to Zhou Qiqi, scattered the three points of kindness and calmness on her face, and there was a trace of murderous intent jumping in her eyes, and in the next second, her right hand shook, holding a small dagger and rushing towards Zhao Heng, simply and neatly, Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't think about who the woman in front of him was, he just wanted to step here at the moment.

Catch it with a knife!

The sharp Heng knife and the dagger collided in mid-air, with a crisp sound, sparks shot out, and the two people who collided because of the huge force, the mouths of the two tigers collapsed for the first time, and the blood stained the knife handle red, but compared to Zhao Heng, who took a step back, the luxurious woman fell out of five or six steps directly, and only after smashing over the two of them did she barely stop, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is clearly visible, Zhao Heng glanced at the woman who was struggling, blew the injured and bleeding tiger's mouth, did not retreat but advanced, suddenly took two steps forward, the body took off in an instant, the Heng knife slashed towards the opponent's body from bottom to top, the noble woman bit her teeth, and the small dagger opened Zhao Heng's battle knife, Zhao Heng did not stop there, and the Heng knife was raised high.

This knife thundered down, without the slightest condensation, the momentum sank, the force slashed down, domineering and heroic, the noble woman's face changed, raised the dagger in her hand, and blocked with all her strength, Zhao Heng even took a knife, one sideways detour, fell suddenly, and slammed on the opponent's blade, the advantage of the weapon was instantly reflected, and the small dagger was instantly broken into two.

The gorgeous lady whose complexion changed greatly subconsciously took a step back, narrowly and dangerously avoiding the cold blade, her eyes were slightly dull, Zhao Heng glanced at the woman who had escaped again, held the war knife and slashed a passing enemy, and then looked at the noble woman and said lightly: "You are not my opponent, you are not a member of the Zhou family, you go, don't wade into this troubled water!" ”

The luxurious young woman threw the dagger on the ground, picked up a saber from the ground again, and responded to Zhao Heng in a cold tone: "I was born as a member of the Zhou family, and died as a ghost of the Zhou family!" If you kill my husband and dare to invade my homeland, I am obligated to seek justice from you! Then she sighed sadly: "I can't imagine that I have been entangled with Qiao Xiyan all my life!" ”

"Twenty years ago, she gave me the happiness I have today, and twenty years later, her son destroyed my home!"

In the next second, she jumped high from the stairs and shot towards Zhao Heng without hesitation, although she knew that she was not Zhao Heng's opponent, she still went all out to do what she believed, Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with a glint of light, and the most exciting and thrilling close combat, the war knife in her hand was swung out again and again, and the cold light was full of cold.

The confronting lady of the noble lady blocked with all her might, full of danger, a small area of extremely limited but much attention, the blood-colored knife light flickered continuously, and finally almost became a scarlet death line, the cold wind passed through, endlessly, after ten moves, the noble lady fell into the downwind, her steps were disordered, and her face turned red, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

"Dang!"

Another heavy collision, the saber in the hand of the noble lady broke again, and there were more than ten bloody scars on her body, when she staggered back, the war knife in Zhao Heng's hand was already close to her chest, when she closed her eyes and waited for death, Zhao Heng's wrist shook, and the blade turned into the back of the knife and hit the woman, and the latter fell out with a bang.

Zhao Heng wiped the blood on the blade with his fingers, and looked coldly at the woman who had lost her combat effectiveness: "Over the years, you have been a pure husband and a child, and you are still your mother's best friend, you meet for the first time today, give your mother seven points of face, and also give Qiqi three points of face, I won't kill you, but I hope this is your first and last shot, otherwise I will definitely kill you!" ”

The noble lady's face welled up with endless sadness, and then she knelt on the ground helplessly and looked at the sky.

"Kill!"

Zhao Heng ignored the actions of the noble lady, the battle knife Huo Huo, the European bear king They also overturned the enemies on both sides, and pressed into the middle palace with the last fighting spirit, the confrontation of swords, daggers, sharp arrows and even firearms became more intense and crazy, and there was endless blood.

They couldn't bear the pressure in their hearts, especially when they were able to see Zhao Heng's hideous face when they were closer, and the whitebeard shouted in a trembling voice: "These beasts! These devils! "At the moment of life and death, everyone is the most equal, high-ranking officials, commoners, nobles, children, women, no one can bear the pressure of waiting for death, they will collapse.

"Boom!"

After paying for the lives of nearly 100 people, without waiting for Zhao Heng to make the slightest move, the European Bear King stepped forward directly, and with a loud bang, the thick wooden door broke and fell inward in an instant, revealing a wide and dark hall, Situ Gui raised his hands, and four flashbangs were thrown in, crackling and bursting into a large wave of strong light.

When someone inside let out a scream, Zhao Heng, who was tilting his head sideways, moved the corners of his mouth, a bright smile bloomed on his face, and then began to charge with all his might, and a large number of coalition troops covered in blood also rushed up, and in less than two minutes, the three-story building sounded shouting and killing, Zhao Heng wiped the blood on his face, held the war knife and slashed the three people one after another, and then rushed to the third floor.

In the entire battlefield, none of them were Zhao Heng's opponents, although the latter's physical and mental exhaustion was equal to strong crossbows, but the members of the Zhou clan who faced Zhao Heng were unconsciously panicked, as if they were facing a wild beast, after a few moves, they didn't die in the hands of Zhao Heng and ran away quickly, no one was Zhao Heng's opponent, repeated killing, Zhao Heng stood on the third floor.

At this moment, streams of blood continued to splash with the firelight, and in the night sky, there were also bursts of silenced bullets entering the body from time to time, and next to the wide hall, a red blood mist rose out, and the fishy breath made people smell sick, and near the entrance, stood the bearded man!

There were piles of dead corpses under his feet, there were members of the Zhou clan, and there were also coalition troops who wanted to take the lead, blood was splashed like ink, the scene was extremely tragic, and there were four or five coalition soldiers around in front of Whitebeard, all of them showed hideous faces, and let out a long hiss of grief and fear to their comrades who were constantly falling, and then roared and charged forward.

The sword is like a rainbow!

The white-bearded old man with an angry face, his huge body is like an unshakable Mount Tai, no matter how the coalition forces are impacted, he does not take half a step back, he supports his own strength and collides with the other party, one by one, and knocks the opponents who rushed to the ground one by one, his face has been splashed with blood, but he didn't even wipe it, he is like an Asura harvesting other people's lives.

When the white-bearded old man knocked over the last member of the Hands Party, he couldn't stop coughing when he got a breath, and he couldn't stop coughing, one sound, one sound, and he was very piercing, he stood between the hellish severed limbs, his black clothes, covered with dazzling blood, he leaned down and stabbed the ground with a knife, curled up like a big prawn, coughing in pain.

His pale face had turned gray-purple.

The thick blood, along the blade of the knife, slowly flowed down, dyed the gray staircase entrance, dyed a red, and then fused with the blood of the corpse, this time the cough was longer and more intense than any time, the face of the white-bearded old man showed an irrepressible painful look, Zhao Heng sneered, like a cheetah.

Swing a knife!

"Zhao Heng? Kill! Kill!! ”

Seeing Zhao Heng rushing towards him, the white-bearded old man who raised his head was about to split, and after he stopped coughing, he shouted like a madman, and then held the long knife in his hand, flickering like the wind and rolling down towards Zhao Heng.

"Whoosh"

With this sharp sound, thousands of rays of light instantly condensed between the two of them, and the whitebeard head flew out sideways, and flew into the air like this, and the headless body continued to move forward two steps before falling out of the stairs with a bang, dragging out a long trail of blood, and shouting out to their companions.

, Ignoring the anger and killing intent in their eyes, he shook the sharp war knife in his hand, and sprinkled a series of blood on the wall, making him raise his head, look at the more than ten people in front of him, and said casually: "Guys, do you have a last word?" If you don't have a last word, go down and get together with Zhou Wuzi as soon as possible. ”

, clenched his fists and roared in a low voice: "Bastard! You are not eligible! Not eligible! ”

"The Zhou clan is sacrosanct, you have to pay the price for today's actions!"

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Heng took a step forward with a meteor, and another thunderbolt swung out, and another head rose into the air, without waiting for the head above his head to fall, Zhao Heng's blade turned, and his backhand swept out an arc, and then, Zhao Heng stepped into this group of high-powered old men, and the war knife was swung out again and again, and his head fell one by one!

, Zhao Heng's right hand was raised suddenly, and the war knife in his hand was thrown out, a dazzling light flashed away, and came out through the body, Zhao Heng took a step forward, pulled out the war knife, and then kicked the corpse and head out of the balcony one by one, and roared angrily:

"Surrender!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining fierce battle stopped unconsciously, and Zhao Heng, who was standing on the balcony, became even more silent, Zhou Wuzi died, Zhou Wenzi left, and the general trend of Zhou's manor was gone.

When the night sky was a little quiet, Zhao Heng, who had no enemies standing in front of him and behind him, didn't pay attention to the next hand, he turned around and faced the entire third floor, there were corpses everywhere, and there was blood, but he didn't pay attention to the dead man, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he landed on the position of the hall on the east side of the third floor: "It's a little interesting!" ”

The furnishings on the third floor are the same as those of the ancient court.

The dragon chair, the jade seal, the dragon robe, the big ding, the four dislikes, the scepter, the dragon pattern, are all toys that symbolize the imperial power and the country, but there is still a vacant place on the table, which makes the entire Son of Heaven Hall seem to be a fly in the ointment, Zhao Heng rubbed his aching head, dragged his tired body and walked up, he naturally didn't care about any taboos.

He sat on the dragon chair with a big grin, looking down at the entire building and the outside, and then took out a box from the depths of his arms, opened it and took out a gadget, Zhao Heng put the things in his hand on the empty place on the table, and a light came out from the table, shining crystal clear on the things that Zhao Heng put up, and also making the engraved words clear:

And Shibi!

He's back to the throne, the king of the world!

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