In the center of the palace, His Highness Ziyang!

Fang Xuanyun was light and light, and walked through the defenses of the heavy armor soldiers like a leisurely stroll, and every time he took a step, a large number of armor soldiers exploded, and a cloud of blood mist rose.

When he walked up the jade steps, the back was already full of corpses and broken arms, and blood stained the palace ground!

"Is this guy a monster!"

The surrounding golden-armored guards were terrified, and they all stared at Fang Xuan in fear, as if they had seen a terrifying ancient beast. They didn't even see Fang Xuan make a move, but everyone was almost dead, this was simply terrifying.

"Hex! This must be sorcery! Oh no, this guy is an evil soul master! Someone speculated.

Not to mention these golden-armored guards guarding the palace, even Illya and Zhang Yunlong, who were in the same camp as Fang Xuan, were stunned, they didn't expect him to be so strong.

Stepping into the heavily guarded Barak Palace, it was like a leisurely stroll, Fang Xuan's calm and breezy expression, as well as his unrivaled strength, shocked the two of them.

"Don't be too rampant, the Barak Kingdom is not a place where you can be presumptuous!"

Suddenly, an angry roar rose into the sky, sweeping in all directions like a strong wind.

The crimson flames burned wildly, falling from the air at high speed like a meteorite, smashing on the ground fiercely, only to hear the sound of "boom", a huge pit appeared on the ground, and a fiery red figure appeared in front of everyone.

This is an old man in a red robe with red hair, his whole body is burning like a torch, under his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, seven halos rise, flashing with brilliant light, a violent momentum erupts, so that the countless people present change color!

"Soul... Soul Saint! ”

Looking at the seven auras, Illya's face changed greatly, for him, a commoner prince who was a living in the people, the soul saint powerhouse was enough for him to look up to.

"That's ...... Grand Duke Baruch! ”

Seeing the visitor, the Golden Armor Guard was slightly stunned at first, and then overjoyed, because this Flame Soul Saint was the famous Duke of Baruch in the Barak Kingdom.

The arrival of a soul saint powerhouse immediately lifted the hearts of the guards of the Barak Kingdom.

At the same time, the reinforcements of the Barak Kingdom also came one after another, and a large area of black pressure was pressed, and the entire square was surrounded by water, and the number of people was more than a thousand!

"It's not good, otherwise, let's run away."

A look of worry appeared on Zhang Yunlong's face, from the very beginning, he did not approve of Fang Xuan's plan to attack the palace, now that he was completely surrounded by a large army, it was difficult to escape.

"Want to go? It's too late, the seventh soul technique, the Flame True Body! ”

Duke Baruch sneered, instantly opened the true body of the martial soul, and used the strongest means of the soul saint, he turned into a raging fireball, wrapped in a rolling heat wave, and frantically killed Fang Xuan and the three of them.

"Haha, it's the flame true body of Grand Duke Baruch, and now that kid is dead."

Many Golden Armor Guards sneered and looked at Fang Xuan with a playful expression, no matter how strong this guy is, he is still so young, it is impossible to block the full force of a Soul Saint powerhouse.

"Oops, no, it's the true body of the martial soul, what should we do now!"

Illya panicked, feeling the boundless terrifying heat wave rushing towards her, he hurriedly hid behind Fang Xuan, waiting for an unknown fate.

Under the gaze of countless playful eyes, Fang Xuan calmly swung out his right fist to meet Duke Baruch, and when that ordinary fist landed on Flame Zhen's body, the earth trembled suddenly, and a domineering and unrivaled fist burst out.

"Boom!"

With a violent explosion, Duke Baruch's flame true body was directly shattered by Fang Xuan's punch, and even the whole person was blown up, blood rain splashed everywhere, and a dignified soul saint powerhouse was directly killed in seconds before he could even scream.

Dead silence!

Easily dealing with Duke Baruch, Fang Xuan crossed his arms, his expression was calm, and he indifferently swept the surrounding golden armor guards, and said, "Who is the next one to die?!" ”

The calm words came out, and suddenly everyone was frightened, and even the soul saint powerhouse was killed with one punch, the strength of this mysterious boy was too perverted, and the golden armor guards were afraid of it like tigers, and they no longer dared to attack casually.

"It's too strong, it's too strong, this Fang Maverick...... Who the hell is it?! ”

Illya was stunned, and looked at Fang Xuan in front of her in disbelief, just when he was in a daze, Fang Xuan suddenly turned his head and said to him: "Your Royal Highness, don't stand stupidly, aren't you here to inherit the throne?!" ”

"Ah...... Oh...... Yes, yes! ”

Illya suddenly realized, and hurriedly said to the guards around her: "I am Illya Barak, the last son of King Barak, and the rightful heir to the throne!" ”

"Prince Elijah? Is it really His Royal Highness the Prince?! ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, some were happy and some were worried, and the sound of discussion gradually sounded from all directions.

His Majesty the King is critically ill, and he urgently summons Prince Illya, who is in exile among the people, to come back to inherit the throne, which is something that many people know, but is this handsome young man in front of him really Prince Illya, will there be a fake, many people are not sure, and they are looking at Illya with suspicion!

At this time, Zhang Yunlong suddenly took out a golden token and proved it to everyone: "This is His Majesty's gold medal order, I am in the name of the king, I have been staying by the prince's side, responsible for protecting the prince's safety, I can prove that standing in front of you is Prince Illya, the new king of the future Barak Kingdom!" ”

Looking at the golden token, everyone finally dispelled their doubts, and with ecstasy on their faces, they bowed down to Illya, and said respectfully: "See His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Now that the king is critically ill and the country's political situation is unstable, the people of the Barak Kingdom are eager for a new king to preside over the overall situation, so many people are waiting for Illya's arrival!

At this moment, a cold snort sounded.

"This guy isn't Illya, he's a liar!"

Before the words fell, a gorgeous figure walked out of the Ziyang Palace quickly, it was not Queen Alice, who was it.

She looked gloomy, her pretty face was covered with frost, she coldly pointed at Illya below, and said categorically: "I just received the news that Illya was unfortunately assassinated, this guy is an impostor, it's a fake!" ”

The queen's questioning voice caused an uproar in the crowd, and for a moment, everyone did not know whether to believe Illya's words or Alice's words.

"That's right, I can attest that this person is definitely not Illya."

Roderick appeared behind Alice and firmly supported the queen's point of view, in the current Barak kingdom, in addition to the king and queen, the most powerful person is, of course, Roderick as the national teacher.

His correction suddenly made many people's scales begin to tilt towards the queen, after all, two to one, many people began to choose to believe in the queen, and cast a suspicious gaze at Illya.

"Auntie, we are all a family, why do you frame me again and again?!"

Illya bit her lip and said to the queen, "After I inherit the throne, you will be my mother, and I will honor you like my own son!" ”

"Hehe, you impostor, don't pretend to be garlic anymore."

Alice sneered, looking at Illya with a sarcastic gaze, she knew that the handsome young man in front of her was the king's illegitimate son, but so what, just a commoner's scumbag, she would never allow Illya to inherit the throne!

"I swear by the honor of my teacher, this person in front of me is definitely not Prince Illya!" Roderick swears.

Alice and Roderick, a queen and a national teacher, are embarrassed and colluded with each other, singing double reeds there, and believing that Illya is an impostor.

Poor Illya is too naïve and kind, she is not at all the opponent of the two political veterans here, and her eyes are red in a hurry, and she is helpless in front of the two.

At this time, Fang Xuan finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said lazily: "Hey, are you guys done arguing?" ”

"Hmph, where did you come from?!"

Roderick frowned slightly, he didn't like to be interrupted from talking, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon suddenly locked on Fang Xuan, wisps of chill flowed, and the momentum of the peak Contra Douluo loomed, making many people change color.

However, Fang Xuan's face was indifferent, as if he didn't feel the strong pressure from Roderick, he smiled faintly at Illya beside him:

"Illya, there's one thing I have to tell you, this world ...... It's not a quarrel, it's a fist! ”

The moment the words fell, Fang Xuan's eyes gradually sharpened, and the terrifying murderous aura of the Title Douluo level was released without reservation, and the entire temple trembled wildly......

Everyone present was enveloped in boundless fear!