"Hero, Rao ...... Spare your life! ”

"Let me go, gold, beauty, beauty, throne...... I can give it to you! ”

Loulan Wang Yan Wanquan's face turned pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood, with some fragments of internal organs inside.

Jiang Chen smiled:

"No need."

"I just want your life!"

said.

With a "bang", it was as if an inflated hot water bottle had been pinched and exploded, and countless blood splattered out!

The ferocity of the scene made the faces of the two heroes on the side a little surprised.

However.

With such a fatal injury, Yan Wanquan still did not die.

The gold belt continued to supply majestic qi and blood, hanging his last breath.

Jiang Chen was kind-hearted, so he waved his knife and cut off his head.

Now,

Yan Wanquan is really dead!

The next moment!

The scene around the world in the painting gradually becomes illusory, and there are faint signs of shattering.

It's broken, but it's not completely broken!

"Pingle supervisor Fu Jiezi envoy held the festival, beheaded Loulan Wang Yan Wanquan, hung the north que, and reported grievances directly, and did not bother to follow the ......"

Jiang Chen silently read the records in the history books, and gradually understood what he should do next.

Carrying Yan Wanquan's head, he strode like a meteor and walked towards the outside of the tent!

Xi Chongguo and Zheng Ji, two Han envoys, also followed.

…………

"The king is in danger!"

The chief of the palace guard, with dozens of guards and hundreds of soldiers, rushed to the camp.

But the moment he stepped through the gate, the palace guard was as if he were petrified, stunned in place, staring at the scene inside with incredible eyes.

And then.

The many guards who arrived slowly were a little strange at first, but when they saw the scene at the curtain, they all instantly realized, why did their own guard captain suddenly freeze on the spot?

Just because ......

A pair of thick hands crossed the curtain and stretched out!

The palms of the hands clenched the hair,

And underneath the hair,

It's a bloody head that has been cut off from the neck!

The ninth generation of King Loulan,

The lord of millions of Lou Lan people,

The king who seized thousands of miles of land in the Han Dynasty,

The blood descendant of the god killer Yan Leisheng - the head of the king of Loulan, Yan Wanquan!

Everyone present was shocked like a surge in their hearts, their faces were stunned for a long time, and they still couldn't believe it:

The head of his own family died in the hands of the Han envoys!

Followed by.

The red-faced man holding the head of the King of Loulan strode out, revealing a red face, and he stared coldly at the many Loulan soldiers present.

"Fu, Fu Jiezi?"

Many of the guards were frightened and took half a step back.

Then.

Xi Chongguo and Zheng Ji, the two envoys of the Han Dynasty, also followed Jiang Chen and walked out proudly.

The three super mengmen walked here, and their fierce momentum frightened many guards to retreat a few steps one after another.

The chief of the palace guard tried to fight back, but before Jiang Chen could make a move, Xi Chongguo killed him with one punch!

Spike, blood!

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said in a cold tone:

"Whoever stands in my way, die!"

He grabbed Yan Wanquan's head with his left hand, and secretly launched the Demon Killing Knife Technique with his right hand, and an extremely fierce momentum suddenly swept the audience!

Many guards were already frightened by the terrifying fact of Yan Wanquan's death, and the leader was killed by Xi Chongguo with one punch.

As soon as the fierce knife came out, it became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and they were all discouraged, they all lost their armor, and they only hated that their parents had two legs and ran away in all directions.

"Come with me!"

Jiang Chen said surgingly, taking a snow-bright long knife from the discarded armor,

Then he strode towards the north of the Loulan Palace, and walked proudly.

along the way.

When most of the soldiers saw Yan Wanquan's head, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran.

A small number of brave soldiers were also killed on the spot by three big heroes, and they were beheaded!

Repeat hundreds of steps.

The golden palace of Loulan is close at hand.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked over.

At the north gate, there are about more than 100 Lan soldiers, waiting for the battle.

"Avenge the king!"

The general's eyes were red, and he let out an angry roar:

"Everyone side by side, kill this one, you can receive a reward of ten thousand gold!"

said.

He was the first to rush out!

Behind him, many Loulan soldiers also mustered up a trace of morale and rushed behind.

The general of Loulan fell in love with Jiang Chen at a glance, his face was hideous, and he waved his knife out, but he set off a gust of wind and roared:

"Die!"

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless, and he quickly raised his blade and met the slash of the Loulan general head-on!

Bang!

The sound of the clash of gold and iron!

A huge force that Pei Mo could resist, at the moment when the two knives collided, it crashed into the body of the Loulan general, almost hitting the qi and blood in the body, and the limbs were unstable.

Fu Jiezi was already extremely strong, and he was the head of the envoys, and this time he was blessed by Jiang Chen's two crimson lifeforms.

Its qi and blood are strong, almost with the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, how can it be comparable to the only Loulan guards?

"How is that possible?"

With a scream, the Loulan general flew into the midst of many soldiers.

All the Lou Lan soldiers were terrified, and their will to resist was greatly weakened.

Behind Jiang Chen, the two big heroes noticed where the fighter was, and quickly burst into trouble, attacking and charging!

The two of them held halberds, like Menghu, broke into the array of soldiers, rampaged, and killed all sides!

Instantly.

The morale of the soldiers present completely collapsed, and they fled in all directions in a panic, panicking like a lost dog!

On the street, countless Loulan people are hiding at home, but they can't help but secretly spy on the appearance of the three heroes, and they can't help but secretly envy:

"Is this the Great Han?"

"But the three envoys are like tigers eating sheep, killing the heads of the royal family?"

The Western Regions are chaotic all year round, just like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, ordinary people don't care who the lord above their heads is?

Fear of power but not virtue!

All the people of Loulan who witnessed this battle had some thoughts in their hearts about wanting to become the people of the Han Dynasty.

Then.

Jiang Chen strode forward, stretched out his hand to hang the head of Yan Wanquan, the king of Loulan, on the north palace gate, turned around and stared at the bloodstained and empty street, and said in a loud voice:

"Zi said: Repay grievances with straightforwardness, and repay virtue with virtue."

"The Han never repays the grievances with virtue, only the grievances with the straight, and now the two ends of the Loulan Wang Yan Wanquan are at both ends, jumping horizontally around the Huns and the Han, this is a capital crime!"

"Pingle Supervisor Fu Jiezi holds the envoy of the Han Dynasty, adheres to the will of heaven, kills this man, and looks at Loulan to do it himself!"

"If you dare to commit it again, you will destroy the country if you move!"

The sound is like thunder, resounding in the national capital!

At this moment, all the people of Loulan were terrified and deeply remembered the majesty of the Han Dynasty!

Right now.

In the dark, a distant voice suddenly came, echoing in Jiang Chen's ears.

"I never thought of it...... When I killed Yan Wanquan back then, I was so handsome? ”

"You, are you Fu Gong?"

Before Jiang Chen could react,

With a "boom", the world in the painting shattered!

The sound that seemed to be Fu Jiezi himself also disappeared......

Next second!

"Ceremony: Fu Jiezi Xuloulan Wang", announced to be completed!

A mysterious and incomprehensible flow of spiritual power rushed to the city of Loulan in the real world!

…………

The capital of Loulan.

More than 100 soldiers surrounded the twenty-seven statues lined up in a row, and not long ago, the right eyes of these Loulan monarchs burst together, revealing a huge black hole on their faces, which was very terrifying.

The contemporary Loulan Wang Yanzhen was furious, and immediately ordered that these statues of the ancestors be protected, and even if it was a flying bird, they would be killed.

However.

Surrounded by a tight blockade by many soldiers, the accident happened again!

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

In the horrified gaze of more than 100 Lan soldiers, the tall stone statue located in the ninth exploded and shattered its bones!

"What's going on?"

The soldiers were shocked and stunned, but they couldn't find the existence of the murderer at all.

And the many royal souls sleeping in the statue also looked at the soul body of Yan Wanquan, the ninth generation of Loulan Wang, with surprised faces, and they all shouted angrily:

"Wu'er!"

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Damn, who is plotting against our king's soul?"

Yan Wanquan only felt as if he had a dream just now, and in the dream, he saw the dream demon of his life, Fu Jiezi, and the two Han envoys with tigers on their backs.

They...... I killed myself again!

And this time death,

It's not just the physical level, it's also meant that the soul is gone!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Yan Wanquan went from life to death, from death to soul annihilation, and finally dispersed the last trace of this world, and there was no more life!

With the dissipation of the soul of the ninth generation of King Loulan, the national fortune attached to his soul suddenly languished and dissipated.

Instantly.

Loulan Guoyun, which had just been cut off by one percent, was weakened by half of it!

And the exhaustion of luck often secretly affects Loulan's national strength, especially the most critical army.

This moment!

All the soldiers of Dongli, for some reason, feel mentally exhausted and their morale is greatly weakened!

…………

Outside the camp of the Western Army.

20,000 elite soldiers and 5,000 Loulan cavalry stayed in the camp about three miles outward, and had no intention of attacking, but they never retreated.

In fact.

The rash night battle was an irrational move made by the generals of the army after the decline of Loulan's luck.

And when the fortunes of the country were once again weakened, many soldiers were dissatisfied in their hearts, and they were tired of fighting at night, and their morale gradually declined.

Right now.

General Wei Xuan noticed the fighter and immediately ordered:

"All the troops are attacking!"

Countless Qingzhou soldiers formed a military formation, with flags like a forest, shouting in unison:

"Kill!"

"Zhu Loulan!"

The battlefield is boiling like fire!

The roar of tens of thousands of people, like mountains and seas, broke through the sky, and roared at the Loulan army to kill.

…………

Listening to the earth-shattering military power outside the camp, Jiang Chen woke up suddenly, and his soul finally returned to his own body.

Before he came to his senses,

"Crimson Life: The Great Han Hero" lost Fu Jiezi's abundant qi and blood and the blessing of the Han Dynasty's national fortune, and the red light was scattered!

There is a tendency to degenerate back into a white life!

Most importantly,

The life grid was born by relying on the national fortune of the Han Dynasty!

But now, the Han Dynasty has been extinct for more than a hundred years, and there is no longer a little bit of national fortune to bless in the fate.

"Anyway, the actual effect of this life grid is not as good as the Ranger of the Han."

Jiang Chen felt a little lost in his heart.

However.

Although the big man went, David was especially there.

With the decline of Loulan's national fortunes, David's national fortunes changed slightly, and even faintly conjured up the spiritual image of Emperor Weiwu.

Next second!

A stream of David's national fortune is like the water of the sea in the east, the tide swept in, poured into the depths of Jiang Chen's sea of knowledge, and finally, all of them were included in the crimson lifegrid gems that were about to be downgraded!

Knowing the depths of the sea, the golden characters appeared:

[Crimson Chance: "Kill the King's Soul", obtained! ] 】

In reality.

Inside the tent.

The old man in the East also felt the rise and fall of the country's fortunes, and laughed:

"That's the best part!"

"Except for our Taoist priests, who in the world does not desire to receive the help of luck?"

"Those who have the fortune of David's country will turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious in trouble!"