In the center of the palace, Your Highness Ziyang!

Fang Xuanyun was calm and breeze, walking through the defenses of the many armored soldiers like a leisurely stroll. Every time he took a step, large areas of armored soldiers exploded, and blood mist rose.

When he walked up to the jade steps, the back was filled with broken corpses and broken arms, and blood stained the palace ground red!

"Is this guy a monster?"

The golden armored guards around were frightened and stared at Fang Xuan in fear, as if they saw a terrifying ancient beast. They didn't even see Fang Xuan take action, but everyone was almost dead. This was simply terrible.

"The magic! This must be the magic! Maybe, this guy is an evil soul master!" Someone speculated.

Not to mention these golden armored guards who guard the palace, even Yiliya and Zhang Yunlong, who were in the same camp as Fang Xuan, were shocked. Unexpectedly, he would be so strong.

Entering the Barak Palace, which was guarded by heavy troops, was like strolling in the garden. Fang Xuan's calm expression and unparalleled strength shocked the two.

"Just little dear, don't be too arrogant. The Kingdom of Barak is not a place where you can be presumptuous!"

Suddenly, an angry roar surged into the sky, sweeping across the world like a strong wind.

The red flames burned wildly, falling from the sky like a meteorite, and hit the ground hard. With a "boom", a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and a fiery red figure appeared in front of everyone.

This is an old man with red hair and beard, burning like a torch. At his feet, seven halos rose up, flashing with dazzling light, and a violent aura burst out, making countless people present change their colors!

"Soul...Soul Saint!"

Looking at the seven halos, Ilia's expression changed drastically. For him, a civilian prince who was wandering among the people, the Soul Saint Powerful is an existence that he can look up to.

"That's... Grand Duke Baruke!"

Seeing the visitor? The Golden Armored Guard was slightly stunned at first? Then he became very happy because this Fire Soul Saint is the famous Duke of Baruke in the Kingdom of Barak.

A soul saint strong man came? The guards of the Barak Kingdom immediately boosted the morale of the army.

At the same time, reinforcements from the Barak Kingdom also arrived one after another.     There are a large area of ​​black and blue, surrounding the entire square?    There are more than a thousand people!

"The situation is not good? Otherwise, we'd better run away."

Zhang Yunlong's face showed concern. From the beginning, he did not agree with Fang Xuan's plan to attack the palace? Now he is completely surrounded by a large army? It is difficult to escape.

"I want to leave? It's too late, the seventh soul skill - the true body of flame!"

Duke Baruch sneered, instantly activated his true body of the martial soul and used the strongest method of the Soul Saint. He turned into a big burning fireball? Wrapped with the rolling heat waves, he rushed towards Fang Xuan and the other two crazy.

"Haha? It's the true body of Grand Duke Baruke. Now that kid is dead."

Many golden-armored guards sneered? They looked at Fang Xuan with a playful look on their faces. No matter how strong this guy is, he is still so young? It is impossible to block the full-strength attack of a soul saint strong man.

"Oops? No, it's the true body of the martial soul. What should we do now!"

Ilia panicked and felt the endless terrifying heat waves coming towards her. He hurriedly hid behind Fang Xuan, waiting for an unknown fate.

Under the gaze of countless joking eyes, Fang Xuan calmly swung his right fist to face Duke Baruch. When the ordinary fist fell on the body of Fire Zhen, the earth trembled suddenly, and a domineering fist force burst out.

"Boom!"

With a violent explosion, Duke Baruke's true body of flames was directly smashed by Fang Xuan's punch, and his whole body was blown up. Blood rain splashed everywhere. A dignified soul saint powerful man was killed instantly before he even screamed.

The whole audience was dead silent!

After easily dealing with Duke Baruch, Fang Xuan hugged his arms, looked calm and calm, and swept across the golden armored guards around him indifferently, saying, "Who is the next one to die?!"

The calm words came out, which made everyone feel scared. Even the Soul Saint powerful man killed instantly. The strength of this mysterious boy was so perverted. The golden armored guards were as afraid as tigers and would never dare to attack casually again.

"Too strong, really too strong. Who is this Fang Xiaoniu...?!"

Ilia was stunned and looked at Fang Xuan in front of her in disbelief. Just as he was in a daze, Fang Xuan suddenly turned his head and said to him: "Your Highness, don't stand stupidly. Didn't you come here to inherit the throne?!"

"Ah...oh...yes, yes!"

Ilia suddenly realized and hurriedly said to the guards around him: "I am Ilia Barak, the last descendant of King Barak, and the legal heir to the throne!"

"Prince Ilia? Is it really His Highness the Prince?!"

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

His Majesty the King is critically ill and urgently summons Prince Ilya, who is wandering among the people, to return to inherit the throne. This is something that many people know, but is this handsome young man in front of him really Prince Ilya? Will there be a fake one? Many people are not sure and are looking at Ilya with suspicious eyes!

At this time, Zhang Yunlong suddenly took out a golden token and proved to everyone: "This is His Majesty the King's gold medal arrow. I am the guard who stays by the prince's side in the name of the king, and is responsible for protecting the prince's safety. I can prove that the person standing in front of you is Prince Ilya, the new king of the future Barak Kingdom!"

Looking at the golden token, everyone finally gave up their doubts, looked ecstatic, knelt down to Ilia, and said respectfully: "See Your Highness the Prince!"

Now the king is critically ill and the country is in a state of unstable state. People in the Barak Kingdom all yearn for a new king to take charge of the overall situation. Therefore, many people are waiting for the arrival of Ilia!

Just then, a cold snorted sound.

"This guy is not Ilia, but a liar!"

Before the words were finished, a luxurious figure walked out of the Ziyang Palace quickly. If it weren't Queen Alice, who would it be?

Her face was gloomy and her pretty face was covered with frost. She pointed coldly at Ilia below and turned the railway line: "I just received the news that Ilia was unfortunately assassinated. This guy is a fake, fake!"

The queen's doubts caused an uproar in the crowd. For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to believe Ilia's words or Alice's words.

"Yes, I can prove that this person is definitely not Ilia."

Roderick appeared behind Alice and unswervingly supported the queen's view. In the current Barack Kingdom, except for the king and queen, the most powerful person is of course Roderick, who is the national teacher.

His correction immediately made many people's balance tilt towards the queen. After all, two to one, many people began to choose to believe the queen and cast doubtful gazes at Ilia.

"Auntie, we are all a family. Why do you have to frame me again and again?!"

Ilia bit her lip and said to the queen: "After I inherit the throne, you are my mother, and I will respect you as filial to you as my own son!"

"Haha, you fake guy, don't put on garlic anymore."

Alice sneered, and her eyes looked at Illia full of sarcasm. She knew that the handsome young man in front of her was the king's illegitimate son, but so what, just a commoner's bastard, she would never allow Illia to inherit the throne!

"I swear with the honor of our teacher that this person in front of me is definitely not Prince Ilia!" Roderick said confidently.

Alice and Roderick are a queen and a national teacher. They colluded and sang double acts there, and determined that Ilia was a fake.

Poor Ilia is too naive and kind, and is no match for the two veterans of the political scene here. Her eyes turned red with anxiety and she was helpless in front of the two.

At this time, Fang Xuan finally couldn't stand it anymore and said lazily: "Hey, have you finished arguing?"

"Hmph, where did you come from the ignorant little devil?!"

Roderick frowned slightly, not happy about being interrupted by others. His eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle, suddenly locked in Fang Xuan, and the chill flowed, and the momentum of the peak Contra appeared and changed many people's face.

However, Fang Xuan looked calm and as if he did not feel the strong pressure from Roderick. He smiled faintly at Ilia beside him:

"Ilia, there is something I must tell you, this world... is not caused by a quarrel, but by punching it with a fist!"

The moment the words fell, Fang Xuan's eyes gradually became sharper, and the terrifying murderous aura of the titled Douluo-level was released without reservation, and the entire palace trembled wildly...
Chapter completed!