The night was thick, and the blood stained the court.

The cold wind is bleak and murderous.

The fierce battle in front of the palace of Fengyun Country was nearing the end, the steps of the palace platform were stained red with blood, and the two thousand soldiers of the Praetorian Guard had already been wiped out under the slaughter of the Zichu army, and all fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, as far as the eye can see, the corpses are everywhere, the broken sword and halberd are messily inserted on the ground, the entire palace is full of devastation, and there are flags embroidered with divine dragons of the Purple Chu Kingdom everywhere.

The dozens of warriors who rushed out of the Dragon Guard Pavilion had been completely surrounded by Chu Yanlong, Dian Wei, Luo Shixin, and Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen, and although dozens of people were good at assassination, they were all first-class masters. But in the face of fierce generals like Chu Yanlong and Dian Wei, they are also helpless.

Dozens of people have been surrounded by groups at this time, and if they move slightly, they will immediately become ghosts under the sword and souls under the gun.

The members of the Dragon Guardian Pavilion were all dead soldiers who were only loyal to Qin Antai, although they were now at a disadvantage, they did not give up resistance, and the blades that emitted cold light in everyone's hands were released, and they still wanted to fight to the death to make a final struggle.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

One after another angry killing sounds resounded in the sky, and Chu Yanlong, Dian Wei, Luo Shixin, and Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen quickly attacked and killed everyone. The bright stars hung above the sky, the sword light that cut through the void was horizontal, and the dead soldiers of the Dragon Guardian Pavilion fell in a pool of blood one by one.

Chu Yanlong, moving is impermanent, his figure is like a ghost, the dragon scales in his hand are fast, accurate, ruthless, and deadly.

Dian Wei, the evil of the ancients, killing people like hemp, the double iron halberd in his hand is completely slaughtering, and the iron halberd that opens and closes will die when touched.

Luo Shixin, Meng Ben in this world, people are afraid of his bravery, do not dare to resist, he hides tens of thousands of catties of huge strength, and the iron gun in his hand swept thousands of armies with one move, and he is invincible.

Correct.

Next to the palace.

Chu Feifan held the Zhan Lu long sword in his hand, and Zhou's body was filled with a terrifying murderous aura, looking like he was slaughtering the world. The eyes like a knife looked at Qin Antai, the long sword in his hand was lightly raised, and the Nine Absolute Sword Techniques were quickly released.

"Qin Antai, tonight is your end!"

"Everything you have imposed on the Purple Chu Kingdom over the past few years will be annihilated between heaven and earth along with your death."

"Because only those who live have the right to speak and have the opportunity to change history!"

Chu Feifan looked relieved, his figure quickly struck over, and a sharp sword light swept across Qin Antai's neck, and his voice was sonorous.

Heroism is not without tears, not before the enemy.

Although Chu Feifan came through time, he felt everything that the Fengyun Country imposed on Zichu in the past, and tonight he will be ashamed and wash away all the humiliation of the Zichu Kingdom.

"Huh!"

The sword light flew out of the air, Qin Antai was worthy of being a battle-hardened veteran, his figure quickly fell backwards and retreated, the sword light cut off the strap of his helmet, and the helmet flew out and slid under the night sky.

"If you take your life, who dares to stop it?"

Chu Feifan saw that Qin Antai had dodged his impenetrable sword light, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he said in a firm voice.

"Chu Feifan, if you can be called a hero in the world, I underestimate you, but it is not yet known who killed the deer!"

Qin Antai's helmet was cut off, and he looked like he was palpitating, and he clenched the silver light sword in his hand with one hand, and attacked Chu Feifan again.

"Die!"

The god-level emperor in Chu Feifan's body rose quickly, the power of the overlord's inheritance ran through his arms, and the Zhan Lu long sword pierced through the earth and flew up, colliding with the long sword that Qin Antai slashed down in the air.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound of blade collision sounded, and the long sword in Qin Antai's hand volleyed out of the air and stuck on the ground, and the stone slabs on the ground of the palace exploded into fine lines.

Qin Antai's figure stumbled back, his sword-wielding arm trembling even more, his eyes filled with a strong look of despair, and he knew in his heart that the general trend of the Fengyun Country was gone, and even if he was in danger of overthrowing the nest, he would not be able to return to the sky.

"Huh!"

Chu Feifan's figure quickly swept forward, the long sword in his hand was against Qin Antai's neck, and the corner of his mouth sneered: "Qin Antai, the land of Fengyun is all under Zi Chu, you can go with peace of mind." ”

"Poof!"

A pillar of blood spurted out from Qin Antai's mouth, and the Zhan Lu long sword in Chu Feifan's hand did not have the slightest drag, and the emperor of the Fengyun Kingdom fell under his sword.

"The lord of the country is dead, and the world is all widowed!"

"In the world of widows, who dares to disobey, kill!"

A fierce battle ended, Panlong City, the imperial capital of Fengyun Kingdom, completely fell into the hands of the Zichu army, Qin Antai died, the world was in chaos, and Zichu completely announced its strong rise and entered Panlong City.

"Gongjin, Dian Wei, Jingde, Shixin, Yanlong stepped forward to listen to the order!"

"Gong Jin led Shao'an to be responsible for the caress of the people in the city, this is the emperor of Fengyun Kingdom, there are some famous families, remember to appease them well, the widow does not want the people to mutiny in the city."

"Jingde led Jiayuan to arrange the defense of Panlong City, in case the surrounding countries took the opportunity to attack our army, and sent a large number of scouts to observe the movements of the surrounding cities.

"Dian Wei is responsible for the placement of prisoners of the city defense army in the city, if there is a dissent or disobedience, behead!"

"Yanlong hurried out of the city to Xuzhou City, and it was rumored that the widow insisted on letting General Zhongwu lead 20,000 troops to Panlong City to defend it, and the widow leveled the cities of Fengyun and Fengyun, which will start from the first birth of the sun the next day."

"Shixin led Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry to be responsible for the guards of the palace, and from now on, Panlong City will be the imperial city of widows."

"The last general commands!"

"The last general commands!"

............

After the generals were ordered to leave, Chu Feifan looked sideways at the majestic palace behind him, feeling that everything was so real, but he didn't expect that one day the Purple Chu army would be able to break through the Fengyun Emperor.

"Guo Aiqing, this victory, the land of Zichu stretches for tens of thousands of miles, I am afraid that our army will not be able to defend such a vast land now!"

"Your Majesty, an inch of rivers and mountains, an inch of blood, Panlong City is already the imperial capital of my emperor, why worry that the three counties and sixteen cities of Fengyun cannot be unified?"

"Wuling County has now fallen into the hands of our emperor, although the other two counties are strong, but they must prevent foreign invasions, Fengling County must resist the Great Qianguo, Fengling County is adjacent to the Dayue Kingdom. Emperor Fengyun is dead, once the news spreads, they will all be divided as kings, and they will not send troops to our emperor in a short period of time. ”

"I hope so, after a month of campaigning, I'm afraid that Zichu is overwhelmed now, and the widow needs to fight to nourish the war, otherwise I'm afraid that the situation has not yet calmed down, and the Zichu army will be exhausted."

"My emperor is wise, and fighting to raise war is the best strategy for using troops in such a situation."

Chu Feifan's expression was solemn, his eyes looked at the vast night in the distance, the Zhan Lu long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he turned to look at Guo Jia.

"Guo Aiqing, accompany the widow to visit the palace of the Lower Wind and Cloud Country, which will be the base camp of the widow in the future."

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