Volume 1: The Dragon Swims in Shallow Water, Disputes of a Hundred Nations Chapter 82: Three Kills with One Stone, the Power of the Spirit Weapon!

Chu Jun has always been a very rational person, and few things can make him so upset that he can't sleep, however, at the thought that his dream will come true tomorrow, Chu Jun has insomnia.

I finally stayed up until the third watch before falling asleep, and I didn't squint for a few hours, and the sky just turned white, and I sat up from the bed all of a sudden.

The sky finally dawned, but it was a little cold.

After sending the former emperor to the imperial tomb, the Chu army rushed back to the palace eagerly, for fear that he would miss the time of ascending the throne, which made the accompanying eunuch smile bitterly.

Back in the main hall, Chu Jun immediately began to prepare, and his frizzy appearance was not at all like the previous style.

At this time, on the square outside the main hall, hundreds of officials had already waited in advance, and the civil and military generals were standing on one side, and they were clearly distinguished.

Behind the hundred officials, a dense array of soldiers came out, spears were like a forest, cold light was dotted, and they were full of might, all of them were ironclad soldiers who had experienced the war on the northern battlefield.

I don't know how long it has been, but there was a sudden commotion in the serious and silent square, and the officials looked up one after another.

I saw Chu Jun wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair inlaid on his head, his eyebrows tied to the two dragons to grab pearls and gold to wipe his forehead, the dragon robe was added, and his feet were on the blue satin foundation and boots, and he slowly walked out of the Jinluan Palace.

The great eunuch announced in a shrill voice.

"The auspicious time has arrived~"

As the words fell, an official in charge of etiquette respectfully sent Yu Ruyi, and was about to open his mouth to go through the motions, but he heard a burst of laughter.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Is there no one in the Great Chu Kingdom, and he actually let a guy who killed his brother and father be the emperor, if this is spread to other countries, I still think that my Great Chu Country is full of such shameless villains. ”

The hundred officials looked back, and saw that twenty or thirty people came in through the door, and their words were extremely mocking, as if they did not take the royal family in their eyes at all.

"How could it be, wasn't he going to be killed seven years ago?"

"And Xiao Dong, Lin Yan, these are all famous people in the Great Chu Kingdom, my heavens, all of them are eight or nine earthly mysteries. ”

"They are all people who have a blood feud with the royal family, and they dare to come out to obstruct the second prince's enthronement hall, so they must have received some news. ”

“......”

The hundred officials shouted in surprise, and the iron-clad army glared angrily, eager to rush to kill and tear this group of thieves to pieces.

In front of the main hall, the tall Chu Jun's face was not very good-looking, and someone came out to make trouble, which was expected by him, but thinking about it, it does not mean that he can face it calmly when it really happens.

The murderous aura of the Chu army was pervasive, and he shouted loudly: "Where is the iron-clad army?"

"In!" the ironclad army below shouted in response.

"This is my enthronement ceremony, and anyone who makes trouble will be killed!"

"Yes!" was another roar.

The iron-clad army obeyed the order, and the armor clanged as soon as they fell, and the momentum soared into the sky.

"Kill!"

A general drew his scimitar and burst into tears, leading the ironclad army to rush to the uninvited guest.

There are less than thirty people in total, compared with the many ironclad troops, it is too scattered.

However, they were tightly surrounded in the middle, and none of the twenty or thirty people ever showed a look of fear.

The soldiers are not more than fine, and the weakest one among them is the Dixuan Eightfold, on the other hand, the iron-clad army, although the momentum is sufficient, may reach the Dixuan Fivefold, except for the general, none of them can be found.

The gap in cultivation is too big, and the water flow is confident, any one of them can fight one enemy and one hundred, and the blood will flow into a river, not to mention, since they have chosen to come today, they have no intention of going back alive.

"Damn, killing a thousand is enough, killing two thousand blood to earn, it should be regarded as a gift for Chu Xiao'er to ascend the throne. ”

"Hahaha, it makes sense!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of officials dodged one after another, gave up the battlefield, and flocked to the stage to escort them.

In the face of the siege of the iron-clad army, Broken Water and the others pulled away one after another, giving their companions enough space to perform, and suddenly, twenty or thirty small battlefields appeared in the field.

The Assassins were all over the place, and each of them guarded the ground like a moat, which could not be crossed.

The ironclad army is invincible on the battlefield, but for this group of people, cultivation has become the biggest hard wound, and they can only be consumed with their lives, and moths rush to kill like fire, and within a moment, twenty or thirty small battlefields are full of corpses.

At the door, Li Changan and Nie Xian solved the guards, and rushed to the door with thousands of curious melon-eating people, watching this scene from afar.

I have to say that Chu Jun does have the ability, he was able to train his subordinates so bravely, knowing that he would die, but he still sent them one after another, and the heroic scene made the onlookers who rushed in a lot quieter.

The iron-clad army attacked and killed batch after batch, but it still had some effect.

Although Broken Water and others claim to kill thousands of people to return to their roots, there are still not many things that can really be done.

Several people with insufficient defense, due to excessive consumption, faced with the overwhelming spears and short swords when the new force was not born, they wanted to block it but were powerless, and were stabbed into a sieve alive.

And almost all of the other people were wounded, and their bodies were drenched in blood, and they couldn't tell whether they were the Iron Clothes Army or their own, and if they continued on such an offensive, it wouldn't take long for most of them to be grinded to death.

Only the few people who were in the leadership such as Xiao Dong Lin Yan could still maintain a good state at this time, stepping on the corpse of the enemy, killing extremely crazy, like a devil crawling out of hell, wanting to choose people to eat.

At the gate of the city, many people in the city clenched their fists, eager to rush forward and break the corpses of those demons into thousands of pieces.

"Why didn't the second prince send a strong man to make a move, use the iron-clad army to deal with these people, the loss is too great!"

"Your Majesty has your own thoughts, the value of an eight- or nine-heavy strong man is far more important than a hundred ordinary soldiers, although it seems a little cruel, but it is undoubtedly the best choice to use the iron-clad army to consume a part of it first. ”

"These devils! should be killed, they should be killed!"

"Why are these people so unscrupulous that they dare to break into the palace?"

"It is said that the ancestor of the royal family had an accident, and the news came when these enemies knew about it. ”

“......”

Some people are silent, some people are angry, and some people are like watching a play, watching the square dyed blood red, and even commenting a few words, the world is really big, and there are all kinds of people.

Li Changan was mixed in the crowd, and when he heard them talking about the origin of this group of people, he couldn't help but glance at Nie Xian next to him.

He originally wanted to come over directly in the morning, one person was enough to deal with the royal family, however, Nie Xian stopped him, took out a few secret letters that had been prepared a long time ago, and sent them to different places, and then the king of the dynasty arrived slowly.

Li Changan didn't expect that as soon as he entered the palace, he saw this situation, and many people actually acted first, saying that there was no credit for Nie Xian, and he didn't believe it if he was killed.

Looking at the bloodied broken water flowing in the field, Li Changan couldn't help but think of what Nie Xian said at the beginning, give him a year, and he can overturn the entire royal family.

Now it seems that even without himself, Nie Xian alone may really be able to do it.

In front of the main hall.

Surrounded by hundreds of officials, the Chu army had to retreat a lot, and was blocked from sight.

Even so, looking at the batches of iron-clad soldiers falling in a pool of blood, Chu Jun's heart was still like a knife, these were all brothers who had fought together, but at this moment they could only become his cannon fodder.

Seeing that the battlefields were decreasing one by one, and the thick layer of corpses left by the iron-clad army when they killed other battlefields, the Chu army gritted its teeth and was almost on the verge of breaking out.

The sun was in the sky, the clouds were rolling, and the palace was quiet, only the sound of fighting in the ears was endless.

With the passage of time, Broken Water and the others also had to face the danger that the sea of bitterness was about to dry up, and they began to pay attention to saving spiritual power.

However, no matter how much they save, they still can't change the situation that the spiritual power of the bitter sea is getting less and less, the attack power becomes smaller, and the threat of the ironclad army to them becomes greater.

With one blow, he swept away more than a dozen iron-clad soldiers, cut off the flow of water and looked towards Xiao Dong Lin Yan's battlefield, and met the eyes they looked at, and they all had the same idea in their hearts.

Anyway, it's the same result, let's have a vigorous curtain call over there, the grudge with the royal family, they can only do this, and the rest is to pin their hopes on that weak young man, hoping to succeed, so that they can die as they deserve.

"Chu Xiao'er, your ironclad army is famous, and it can be regarded as worthy of its reputation, but I don't know if after today, will the ironclad army still be able to survive one or two?"

"Hahaha, Brother Duan said that he laughed, the Great Chu royal family will be destroyed today, where will the iron-clad army come from in the future?"

"The royal family wiped out one hundred and ten people of my clan, and today I cut one thousand and one hundred ironclad soldiers, and returned ten times as much, isn't it too much?"

“......”

Listening to their wild words, Chu Jun took a deep breath, unwilling to deal with a few dead people.

The three of them were not annoyed, they laughed, and each rushed into the crowd, and only the spiritual power left in the sea of bitterness surged out, and they broke out with all their strength, intending to show the last demeanor.

However, just when the three of them were about to use the strongest martial arts, their hearts jumped violently, and they hurriedly looked back to see where the crisis came from.

I saw a cloud-piercing arrow coming from the front of the main hall, like a fire phoenix across the sky, coming towards it with infinite killing opportunities, and a distance of several hundred meters came in the blink of an eye.

The three of them wanted to resist, however, after fighting for so long, their state had long since lost their peak, and after all, it was a little slower.

At this moment, the golden wind passed through his chest, and no one stopped the success.

Ping Pong~

As the three of them fell to the ground, the audience was silent, and they seemed to be shocked by this peerless arrow.

High up, Chu Jun was holding a five-foot dark red bow, panting.

Although his image was not very big at this time, and he was even a little embarrassed, no one in the field dared to make fun of him.

"Three kills with one arrow, the second prince, uh, no, it should be called Your Majesty now, Your Majesty is really a good archery, if you guess correctly, this should be the spirit weapon of the royal family, right?"

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(Continue to ask for votes and rewards, and soon be on the new book list, I think I can still rescue it)