Several flame wolves and golden flame wolves who had lost their head wolves let out desperate and terrible roars from their mouths, and they all jumped up and rushed towards the forbidden soldiers!

However, they soon died under the well-armed Iron Bow and Rocket Gun, with wolf corpses lying on the ground.

Emperor Yanfeng snatched the rocket gun from a forbidden soldier and aimed it at his son.

"In the battle for the throne, you still lost, Chen!" In the eyes of the Yanfeng Emperor, there was a chill of the ancient emperor sitting on a high place: "Don't blame me, it is you yourself who are not capable and qualified to sit on this throne!"

His fingers pulled the trigger coldly.

However, at this moment, an earthquake suddenly broke out in the mountains and forests, and in the loud sound of "boom", several thick smoke clouds rose into the sky!

The Emperor of the Flame Wind also stood unsteadily because of this huge earthquake, and the rockets in his hands rolled down, and with a burst of artillery fire, they shot towards the mountains and forests far away!

In the dense forest, more than a dozen flags suddenly appeared, those flags were waving in the wind, embroidered with the emblems of various princes, among which the one in the front was the most prestigious King of Ning.

"Kang Rong," Emperor Yanfeng looked at him angrily, "Are you going to rebel too?"

"Opposite?" Kang Rong sneered on horseback: "The emperor has no way, we are doing the right thing for the heavens!

"You ......" Emperor Yanfeng pointed to the Ten Roads Princes behind him: "Are you also going to rebel?"

The princes of the Ten Roads were silent, but the Ten Roads were murderous and soared into the sky.

"Don't ask them!" Kang Rong smiled coldly: "I, the princes of the Eleventh Road, have already made a white horse oath with His Majesty's son Yechen, and those who refuse to abdicate will be attacked by the whole world!"

"Refuse to abdicate......" Hearing these four words, Emperor Yanfeng's face turned cold: "You guys, this is forcing the palace!"

"Exactly!" This time it was his son Yechen who answered him: "For this day, I have been planning for ten years and have formed a great net, in order to finally use this net to catch you as the emperor of the world, father!"

"Ten years ......" Emperor Yanfeng sighed and thought back, "When was that?"

"It started on the day my mother died. The boy replied with a blank face.

"You deserve to make amends for your mother's death, father!"

"That commoner woman whose life is like a mustard, do you also want your father to pay for your life with the dignity of the emperor?" the Emperor of the Flame Wind roared almost in anger.

"Yes, Father. The boy replied calmly.

This was the last time he called the person opposite his father, the young man waved his hand, and the army of the princes of the Eleventh Route rushed forward, and suddenly shouted that the sound of killing shook the sky!

"Don't think I'm defeated, I have 100,000 imperial forbidden army guards, who can touch me?!" Emperor Yanfeng let out a final roar, snatched the spear from the hand of one of the forbidden soldiers, stepped on horseback, and rushed forward himself!

The emperor personally conscripted, and the 100,000 forbidden army, under the leadership of Xiahou Zhan, the commander of the forbidden army, bravely met the enemy, and the two sides launched a bloody fight!

The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, the mountains are collapsing and the ground is cracking, and the smoke and clouds cover the sky!

This is a big battle between the forbidden army and the princes' army, and it is also a duel between father and son!

The Emperor of Yanfeng was originally Emperor Wu, and a spear in his hand made him superb, like a divine dragon, and the streamer was uneven!

The mountains and rivers are singing in the autumn rain!

The moon shines on the rivers and mountains, and the rivers are red!

It's just that he is facing him, a son who grew up in the wolf pack!

Ye Chen's swordsmanship is fast, accurate, ruthless, simple and effective, he is like a wild wolf, without fear and mercilessly rushing towards his father!

In just a few moves, the spear in the palm of the Yanfeng Emperor was slashed away by Ye Chen's sword, and the spear "buzzed" and bounced into the sky!

With the sound of "brush", the fish intestine sword in Yechen's hand flashed with a cold cold light and stabbed at his father!

Emperor Yanfeng looked at the tip of the sword that was pressing to his throat, sighed, and gave up resistance.

"Chen, you won ......" When he said those four words, this once invincible human monarch seemed to have aged for decades in an instant.

"The road to the throne is thorny step by step, and there is no room for mistakes," Shao Chinese New Year's Eve Chen's voice was condensed and calm, and his empty eyes looked extremely terrifying on his pale and beautiful face: "I will take away what you value most, just as you have taken away everything that is most important in my life, just as you have taken away everything that is most important in my life, father...... Mother, your spirit in the sky can finally be blinded!"

The fish intestine sword in the young man's hand stabbed hard!

At that moment, the sword in his hand was suddenly grabbed by a pair of small hands!

It's the eleven-year-old brother Yan Bing!

Blood flowed from his fingers, but the child did not let go: "Brother, please spare my father!

"Let go!" Ye Chen had no pity for this younger brother who liked to follow him since he was a child, and scolded: "If you don't let go, I will kill you together!"

"I won't let go!" the child became stubborn, clutching the blade of the sword tightly, blood gushing like a spring, just like he did when he was ten years old.

As if he remembered something, Ye Chen's cold face finally had a hint of emotion, and he slapped his younger brother away with one palm, and the fish intestine sword stabbed into the heart of Emperor Yanbing with a "poof"!

Blood splattered from his father's heart, making a sizzling sound.

Yechen listened to that cruel and cold voice, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he wanted to cry again.

Yes, he killed his own father!

He also killed his three older brothers!

But he couldn't cry.

He blankly pulled out the fish intestine sword, threw the sword on the ground, and walked back blankly.

Behind him, he heard the voice of his father who was lying on the ground and dying: "Well done!Chen, from now on you will abandon all emotions, no hatred and no love, and embark on a path of loneliness, which is the path of the strongest......" Emperor Yanfeng laughed, leaving his last words before dying: "You, after all, are worthy of being my son......"

Yechen walked forward blankly, the shouts of killing around him rose and fell, and the sword swept by, but he didn't care.

The one who loved him died, and the one he loved died.

The one who hated him died, and so did the one he hated.

The Supreme Emperor.

The hottest to the coldest life.

Love each other with joy and sorrow.

Sad to sad parting.

His hair was raised in the wind, his right hand was on his chest, and he seemed to be unable to feel the beating of his heart in his chest.

Is Father right?

His heart is dead, and there is no hatred or love, no worries and no fears.

And where should he go after losing everything?

At this moment, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.

The rain came without warning, unusually fast, and instantly drenched him, and the rain was mixed with the smell of dark death.

"It's raining heavily!" the soldiers on both sides who were fighting fiercely stopped and looked in horror at the gloomy sky overhead.

It was as if a hole had been pierced in the sky, and the rain was pouring down so hard that it was impossible to see the raindrops, as if someone had been pouring a basin of water from the sky.

The water soon spread up from the foot of the mountain, rising rapidly at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.

"The sky is broken!"

"It's going to be flooded!"

"It's going to be flooding!"

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers laid down their weapons, abandoned their armor, and scrambled to flee.

It was terrible rain, as if it was going to kill all living beings in this world.

The sky was as dark and gloomy as it was dark.

It's like the end of the world.

Yechen couldn't see anything, he stood alone in place, listening to the sound of the tide coming from all directions, the sound of rain, the sound of running, the sound of "boom", I don't know where the mountain pass cracked, the torrent poured down, and the rolling torrent quickly drowned everything!

"Run!" shouted from all directions.

But he didn't know which way to flee.

Amid the sound of hundreds of thousands of people running, the boy clenched his arms, and he suddenly felt more lonely than ever.

Perhaps, this is the price he paid for killing all his relatives, such a severe punishment from heaven.

"You have embarked on a most lonely path...... "Father's dying voice sounded in his ears like a cold curse.

"You, after all, deserve to be my son!"

What if he killed his father? He couldn't get rid of the fact that he was his son.

He killed his brothers, but in his heart, he also bore the eternal punishment of killing his flesh and blood compatriots.

His mother is dead, the white wolf is dead, what is the point of him living in this world?

He is no longer loved, no longer needed.

As...... Just die like that, let it all end.

The boy stood alone in the rain, letting the cold rain whip his face like a whip, motionless, surrounded by panicked figures.

"Brother, brother!" A pair of small hands suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes, it was the voice of his younger brother Yan Bing: "Run away!"

"Escape...... Where are you going?" Ye Chen asked subconsciously blankly.

"Go to ......," the fourteen-year-old child thought hard: "Go to a place where there is no war, go to a place where there is smoke, there is a stream, there is a bird's nest, and my brother hunts and fishes, and I follow him every day to help him carry the rabbits, pheasants, and fish that he has caught...... When I came home in the evening, my brother taught me to read and write, and told me stories......"

Before he finished speaking, his little hand suddenly tightened, and he was held tightly by his brother: "Okay...... Brother will take you away," Yechen's voice was a little choked: "Just go to a place like that." ”

"Hmm!" Fourteen-year-old Yan Bing nodded, holding his brother's hand hard.

"You...... Don't you hate your brother?" Ye Chen asked suddenly.

"Hate what?" Yan Bing said, raising his head.

A burst of water suddenly poured down from the sky.

The water was mixed with countless mud and sand, blades of grass, and floating branches, which quickly flooded the heads of the two people.

"Yan Bing...... The younger brother ...... "Yechen stretched out his hand in the water, trying his best to grab the little hand, but the surroundings were empty, and the last remaining brothers had already been scattered by the current.

"Ice ...... Bing ......" Yechen rushed into the water desperately, looking around in the dim water, shouting loudly, he couldn't see, he could only prick up his ears and listen carefully to the sounds around him.

There were countless corpses scattered in the water, those of the soldiers who had not had time to escape, as well as the corpses of fish and mountain beasts, and even the fish in the water were not spared in this great water.

The water level is still rising rapidly, and it seems to be drowning everything.

Yechen underwater, exhaling a series of bubbles from his mouth and nose.

The hair floated upwards like aquatic weeds.

No, he can't hold it anymore, he has to go up and get his breath.

His head floated on the water, and he didn't see it, and the world had become a terrifying sight!

All around is white water, connected with the sky, between the sky and the water, there seems to be nothing else, nowhere to stand, nowhere to lean on.

Heaven and earth are silent, and it seems that all living beings are dead!