Chapter 239 The pinnacle of the Stealing Martial Arts [Rite of the Stealing Kingdom]

Author: Nanshan Traveler

Chapter 239 The pinnacle of the Stealing Martial Arts [Rite of the Stealing Kingdom]

In just fifteen words, King Yan Zhen of Loulan immediately made him speechless.

But soon, he lost his so-called kingly demeanor and began to curse:

"You are just a group of mud-legged men, growing up in the mud, and feeding them with shit and urine..."

Jiang Chen stood with his knife, shook his head and said with a smile:

"King, I have always been honest and honest. I want to say a few words to you, King, but I wonder if I can?"

Yan Zhen was shocked.

If he knew [World of the Painting: Fu Jiezi killed the Loulan King], Jiang Chen had done something to the ninth generation of Loulan King Yan Wanquan, he would have understood that this "heart-breaking" is not a good word.

But Yan Zhenye could hear the malice in it, and immediately waved his hand and ordered the elite guards in the palace to take action together.

Swallowing!

In the darkness, dozens of cold arrows shot out!

There were also twenty or thirty elite guards, holding big swords, forming an array, and attacking like hungry wolves.

"Is this Loulan's last trump card?"

A huge force burst out under Jiang Chen's feet, and the stone bricks on the ground suddenly shattered and collapsed. Then, with the huge reaction force, they instantly rushed out several feet away, easily avoiding many cold arrows and rushing into the knife forest.

These sword-holding guards are all stairs and can even lift stone locks weighing 1,500 kilograms, so they buzz the blade!

However, what made these guards in the rank of soldiers feel extremely frightened was that Jiang Chen did not even burst out in his qi and blood. He just waved the tiger soul and broke the sword formation they had rehearsed for many years!

"I've suffered!"

Before the many guards could lift their swords to defend, painful wails came to their ears, which made people frightened.

Jiang Chen had no intention of hiding his hand at all. He burst into great force all over his body. One sword passed by, just like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, killing almost all the guards with combat power present.

The ordinary armor was as fragile as paper in front of him, and it was broken with one punch.

Zhang Baisui, who was standing beard stroked, sighed:

"You know nothing about the power of the Wild Captain!"

Dozens of guards holding bows and crossbows and firing cold arrows were also attacked by Xiao Wu and Gongsun Hu, and quickly killed them without leaving any one.

In a blink of an eye.

There were dead bodies in Taixiang Courtyard.

Yan Zhene called himself "orphan" and finally became a real lonely man. He looked at the dead bodies on the ground and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"now you!"

Jiang Chen had no awe of the king in his eyes. He followed the golden steps step by step, grabbed the knife, and stabbed Yan Zhenye's heart.

Then--

Zheng!

Accompanied by the violent sound of the sword, a fierce, dazzling and extremely sharp sword light burst out on the Loulan throne!

"Puchi!"

Blood surging like a spring!

A noble head, full of despair, unwillingness and resentment, suddenly flew up, rushed several feet in the air, and fell to the ground, rolled several times on the stone brick floor "Julu~Julu" until it hit Zhang Baisui's toes, and then slowly stopped.

Zhang Baisui raised the head of King Loulan with a ferocious face and smiled:

"In addition to the heads of the eldest prince and the second prince, the core materials for holding the [Rite: Offering the Nine Cauldrons] are already complete."

Jiang Chen ignored it and looked up at the headless corpse on the throne.

Yan Zhenye's corpse seemed to gradually lose its support, and fell forward like a dead dog, and landed heavily with a thud.

And at this time.

The fat businessman who acted as the leader of the road seemed to know that there was gold under his knees. He knelt down without hesitation and smiled on his face:

"All people in Loulan, I, wish to be the dog of David Wu Dynasty!"

Jiang Chen turned around, staring at the fat merchant's fate, and the words [Luo Sect] were written clearly inside, obviously...

There is a fraud!

Jiang Chen had a trace of thought in his eyes and said to himself: "The Luo Sect doesn't know that I already have the unawakened heavenly eyes."

“That is,.”

"Thinking from the perspective of the Luo Cult, I don't know that Yan Zhene is dead, and it is impossible for them to see the true faces of these businessmen in the lead party."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's thoughts gradually became clear: "Under normal circumstances, we would hold a ceremony immediately to turn Loulan into the land of the King of Jiuzhou."

"So--"

"The real purpose of the Luo Cult is probably the ceremony of offering the Nine Cauldrons and offering the skulls itself!"

Just think of this.

Jiang Chen looked at the head in Zhang Baisui's hand, and a very bold idea suddenly came to his mind: "Yan Zhenye's fate is the former Lord of Loulan!"

"Is his head really qualified to represent Loulan?"

"If the most core material is seriously wrong when the Nine Cauldrons are held, what will happen?"

A suddenness flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and then he decided to use the trick, pretend to prepare for the ceremony first, and hide it from the Luo Cult forces in the dark, so he smiled and said:

"Lao Tun has long and time is tight, so the ceremony will be held as soon as possible."

Zhang Baishui nodded:

"Okay, I have been reading books in the classroom for so many years, but it's not in vain."

Upon hearing the two of them talking, the fat businessman crawling on the ground flashed a hint of joy in his eyes and said secretly:

"It took decades for us to use Luo Sect to erode half of Loulan."

"The Qingzhou army is here, not only killing all the forces loyal to the royal family, but also helping us and seizing the destiny of Loulan!"

"Sure enough, as the elder said, your Qingzhou army can be said to be the best charity in the world."

While thinking.

Several soldiers from Qingzhou received orders to ask the fat businessman to leave.

"good!"

Although the fat businessman wanted to continue to stay, the task of leading the way has been completed and there is no possibility of delay. If he forced himself to stay, it will cause suspicion. He smiled embarrassedly and took the initiative to follow several soldiers and leave Taixiangting.

After most people left, Jiang Chen changed into a serious face, wrapped his voice with blood and sent it into Zhang Baisui's ears.

This is a high-end qi and blood control technique that can only be used by strong generals.

"Old Tun Chief, I don't know whether I should talk about it or not?"

Zhang Baisui stared at Jiang Chen with annoyance, and also sent a message to secretly reply:

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me free if you have nothing to say."

Jiang Chen organized some language and quickly said all his views, what he saw, and his guesses about the current situation.

When it came to the end, Zhang Baisui couldn't help but feel a little cold sweat on his forehead and quickly sent a message:

"Boy, when you were studying in my teaching room, you still remember a book called "Miscellaneous Talks on the Country", which records the first martial saint of the country who steals the country in the world today."

Jiang Chen nodded and Miyin spoke:

"Those who steal the hook are the soldiers of the country are the saint of Wu. During the reign of Duke Jing of Qi, the office was corrupt. Tian Huanzi's son Tian Que used a big bucket to borrow it, and the small bucket was recycled, and the people's hearts surrendered. Everyone in the world said: "The public abandoned the people and returned to the Tian family."

More than ten years later, Tian He abolished Duke Kang of Qi and established himself as the king, which is known in history as "Tian Family Replaces Qi". Therefore, the king Tian He broke through the shackles and became the first martial saint in the world today.

This is your original comment, right?"

Zhang Baisui thought for a moment and replied:

"good."

"The culmination of stealing martial arts is to steal a country."

"When we hold the ceremony of offering the Nine Cauldrons, if there are powerful generals who are good at stealing in the dark, holding the head of the real Loulan King, secretly replace our Qingzhou army, offer the king's skull to the existence worshipped by the Luo Sect, and offer the destiny of Loulan!"

"The consequences are unimaginable!"

Zhang Baisui's tone became more and more serious, and she said in a deep voice:

"Although Loulan has a population of less than two million, it is enough to support a Marquis of Wu."

"The commendation from Luo Sect and the remaining national destiny in Loulan will be transformed into his merit for being promoted to Wuhou!"

"The magical artifact of Jiuzhou Town and the soul of the emperor who was called, everyone present, including you and me, will also become the anchor for his promotion to Wuhou!"
To be continued...