"Cao Changqing!!"

"Cao Changqing!!"

Heaven and earth, southeast, northwest, and northwest, there was a surprise shout.

"Boom!"

Cao Changqing flew out of the smoke and dust that rushed to the sky, and his green clothes were a little broken, but the chic and heroic spirit shook Changtian, and the head of Zhao Chun, the emperor of Liyang, had been cut off in his hands.

Cao Changqing looked at the bloody head.

Look up to the sky and smile!

"Hahahaha... Hahaha!! ”

Laughed tears and blurred eyes.

I vaguely remember that in the palace of Western Chu, a woman smiled at him, with tears in her eyes, extremely soft and moving.

That was also the last smile.

Cao Changqing lowered his head, like laughing and crying, some of them were bent up, dressed in ordinary green clothes, and his temples were frosty white.

The unbridled laughter went straight to the sky, like a mad demon, shaking the entire Tai'an City.

A majestic city is like an earthquake that has not been encountered in a hundred years.

Heaven and earth shake!

On the eaves of all the palaces, including the Wuying Hall of Tai'an City, countless tiles suddenly moved.

At this time, scolding, crying, panicking, and other sounds shook the entire central square one after another.

Liyang Tie rode and looked at each other, all in an uproar.

Looking at the Qin Heavenly Prison in the east from the north, there was a master of Qi cultivation who raised his eyes to look at the qi, and suddenly his face turned pale with fright, and the Heavenly Optimus Dragon Pillar directly collapsed in two.

After the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens, nearly 1,000 people finally came back to their senses, and the military officials were instantly divided into many small groups, respectively, united with friends on weekdays, and united around the high-ranking generals.

The same is true for civil officials, who move extremely fast, with tears in their eyes on one side, and quickly find an alliance on the other side, most of them are united by Prime Minister Zhang Julu, Hengwen and others, their expressions are silent, and their eyes quickly examine the sudden situation, or follow the actions of the big guy.

There are more than 200 people who are extremely fast or slow, and those who are in a hurry are the remnants of the next generation of Western Chu. The older generation is diametrically opposed, looking at the figure in the green shirt in the sky, almost at the same time burst into tears, when they turned around and retreated, they raised their sleeves to hide their faces, staggered steps, and dozens of elderly people burst into tears on the spot.

Among them, the most embarrassing group of people on the field is none other than the Zhao family of the Liyang royal family.

The emperor was cut off his head, and the bloody corpse fell to the ground, and immediately startled the concubines to scream loudly, the voice was sharp and loud, and Zhao Zhi, the queen of Liyang, looked at the corpse, fainted when she landed, and was hurried by the masters around her to open her eyes.

A problem arises.

The emperor is dead, who can be the emperor.

On the altar of Sheji, Zhao Chun's six sons are all there, each wearing python robes, five of them are adults, and the last six princes Zhao Chun are twelve years old, all of whom have the possibility of succession.

So there is such a scene in the social altar.

The six princes cried and knelt down next to the body of their father Zhao Chun, the youngest of the six princes, who couldn't bear to see the terrifying scene of blood flowing, and was also forced to kneel down by the mother concubine on her head.

"Cao Changqing, do you know what you're doing?"

To the left of Cao Changqing, an old man suddenly appeared, he looked ordinary, but he was followed by a girl carrying a sunflower.

"Huang Longshi!"

Someone on the ground exclaimed, apparently recognizing the person's identity.

The heart was pounding, and even the eyes of the giant deer showed an astonishing and dazzling sharp light.

In the troubled Spring and Autumn Period, one mouth slaughtered three million people in the world, divided and combined, all of which were the credit of this Huang Sanjia.

It's not a good sign to be here.

The gods are all gathered.

The old man smiled and said, with a little helplessness: "I could count that you would come back to Tai'an City, but I didn't count that you could really kill the emperor of the Zhao family." ”

"Cao Guanzi broke into the palace three times and faced the emperor head-on, and it was time to have a harvest."

Cao Changqing muttered and threw it lightly.

A head was thrown into the air and smashed to the ground.

"Liyang Emperor Zhao Chun is dead, the Spring and Autumn Eight Kingdoms, those who have aspirations in the world can separate the Yang world!"

Cao Changqing said it loudly three times, and it spread throughout Tai'an City.

Huang Longshi did not stop it, and when he looked up, there were masters flying out of the four major gates of Tai'an City, southeast, west, and white immediately, and there were countless of them.

Thousands of people on the ground were instantly shocked into a cold sweat, and the cries of the six princes, together with the concubines, stopped in an instant.

Now is the time to cry.

Emperor Zhao Chun died suddenly, and the next successor has not been decided at all, which means that the six princes have the possibility of ascending to the throne, and now the attitude of the civil and military officials is vague, and the contradiction suddenly appears.

Moreover, there is Beimang in Liyang, and the North Liang is the same as water and fire, and the five major vassal kings of the Zhao family are all surnamed Zhao, holding heavy soldiers and strong generals, and they are divided into various places, and they have the right to legally inherit the Liyang Emperor.

What Cao Changqing's voice means is self-evident.

The sun will be chaotic.

If it doesn't work, it will be a chaotic situation in the world, and the six kings will support the troops lightly, and they will be more ruthless and go directly to the king of Beijing Shiqin.

What's more, the secret agents who fly out of the southeast, northwest, and northwest cities are not Beimang, Beiliang, and what is the secret agent saucer of the vassal king?

At this time, all the princes stopped crying, and their eyes fell on the Wenchen led by Zhang Julu, or the princes who were close to each other suddenly stood together.

Just then, another sound came from the sky.

"One grace for one grace, Cao Changqing is willing to stop Huang Sanjia for Brother Chen and help you cut off fifty percent of Liyang's qi."

"Next, let's see Brother Chen show his powers!"

The voice was excited, and I saw Cao Changqing fighting fiercely with Huang Sanjia, thinking about this sentence repeatedly in his mind, and almost everyone was terrified.

Cao Changqing's unreasonable hand directly put Liyang in chaos.

If Chen Junruo succeeds in cutting off the Yang Qi, this is equivalent to directly cutting the Yang Dragon, which is not to add insult to injury, but to add ice to the snow and go in the direction of destroying the country.

Heavenly.

Can just Gu Jiantang and Zhao Huangchao stop the sword god who ranks second in the martial arts evaluation?

In the scuffle between the three of them, Zhao Huangchao's eyes were about to split, and he looked at Cao Changqing's figure with murderous intent, which was even deeper than Chen Jun.

"You still dare to be distracted?"

Within a few moments, Chen Jun dodged Gu Jiantang's bully knife, approached Zhao Huangchao's body, and pointed out with a finger of the flying star catching the moon, and the sword qi soared, immediately penetrating Zhao Huangchao's eyebrows.

Zhao Huangchao snorted, and he didn't even have a chance to fly his soul out of the sky, and he was directly destroyed.

At this moment, Gu Jiantang's face was surprisingly solemn, Zhao Huangchao was dead, and he was alone in a short period of time.

The knife collided with the palm, and after making a strong loud noise, Gu Jiantang took advantage of the momentum to fly out, but the pursuit he thought did not come, but a sound.

An ordinary young eunuch stood opposite Chen Jun and wrote lightly: "Let's leave." ”

A smile appeared on Chen Jun's face: "Why? ”

"In Emperor Wu City, I want to lose to Wang Xianzhi, and in Tai'an City, Wang Xianzhi wants to lose to me!"

Not to mention the turmoil in Gu Jiantang's heart, the young eunuch continued: "What's more, you don't have a sword in your hand, I don't want to win against me." ”

"Don't try to shout your sword in front of me, it's useless."

As the young eunuch spoke, an invisible fluctuation instantly filled the void, enveloping Chen Jun, even if he was watching Gu Jiantang from a distance.

Mighty as hell, seal the void!

Gu Jiantang's own fluctuations were shocked in his heart, he was indeed qualified to say that sentence to this extent.

Who is this eunuch?

"Do you want to go?" The young eunuch asked flatly.

"Really?"

Chen Jun smiled, and in front of his faintly puzzled gaze, he suddenly stretched out his hand and stabbed out of the sky, and shook it with five fingers: "The sword is coming!" ”

An ancient sword flew when he heard the sound!

The ancient sword has a sheath, and the word 'pure yang' is on the sheath.

It's the Lu Zu magic sword of 500 years ago!