Chapter 637 Regicide!!!

Silence!

Deathly silence.

After seeing Jiang Che's "Sword Come", causing the Emperor's Sword to surrender, everyone present fell into a deathly silence, looking at the figure in the void with shocked expressions.

Not only the imperial court was shocked, but Feng Wuji, Qi Yuan and others on Jiang Che's side were also extremely shocked.

They didn't know exactly what happened.

Why did the Emperor's Sword suddenly fall into Jiang Che's hands?

This simply doesn't make sense.

After all, almost everyone in the world knows that the Emperor's Sword was forged by Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and can only be used by the king of a country who can control the destiny of the country. Ji Chengdao, the former patron god king, is already an exception.

But after all, the other party is also a member of the royal family surnamed Ji.

But not Jiang Che!

How did he do it?

Qi Yuan's face was dull, Feng Wuji's face was shocked, and although Yao Yue didn't show any strange expression on the surface, she was also very shocked in her heart. As for Xue Pingzu, she even took a breath of cold air.

The sudden reversal broke all of their inherent perceptions.

As for everyone in the imperial court, they were no longer shocked.

They were in shock and fear.

Sumitreya Bodhisattva's eyes widened, and he felt that the direction of the matter was completely beyond his control. The retreat in his heart had reached its extreme, and he was ready to escape.

Ji Nantian, the great uncle of the royal family, was even more heartbroken.

Although he was confused about how Jiang Che did it, his focus was on the current battle situation. He knew that the moment Jiang Che got the Emperor's Sword, the balance of victory was already tilted towards the opponent.

There was even a feeling of helplessness in my heart.

Understand that this battle may really become the downfall of the Zhou Dynasty.

Ancestor Kurong was also surprised by this.

The true king of a country could not control the Emperor's Sword, but was summoned away by an anti-king.

If it had been before, he would never have believed such rumors. However, this scene was clearly not a rumor, but was actually presented before his eyes.

As for Ji Wenhao, he just collapsed at this moment, his face full of ferocious roars:

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The Tianzi Sword is the most powerful treasure inherited by the Ji family and the most powerful holy weapon to suppress the world. He once followed Taizu to kill countless enemies in Tianyuan and shocked the entire realm. It is also his biggest support at present.

As a result, now he has become Jiang Che's support.

This almost defeated his already unstable Taoist heart.

Don't even want to admit it.

Could it be that even the Emperor Sword doesn't recognize him?

At this moment, Ji Wenhao suddenly felt a deep sense of self-deprecation.

Jiang Che, on the other hand, always had a smile on his face, especially after receiving the Emperor's Sword, he was overjoyed. In fact, he didn't have much confidence that he could summon the Emperor's Sword.

Just give it a try.

From the first time he came to the capital, Tianzi Jian ignored him and had a very bold idea, and this idea became more and more intense after learning that the Confucian saint was still alive after the sacrifice.

That is, the patron king Ji Chengdao is very likely to be alive.

He was even one of the masterminds behind the chaos.

The Emperor's Sword was reforged at Tianjian Mountain in Tianyuan City, and was later summoned by Ji Chengdao to the Tianyuan battlefield to kill the Demon Saint. Finally, he threw it into the void to suppress the Buddhist Great Leiyin Temple.

This is enough to prove that Ji Chengdao has a deep control over the Tianzi Sword.

Later, it fell into the hands of Ji Wenhao, maybe because he did it intentionally, maybe because Ji Wenhao took advantage of him to enter the small world first, and he always felt that Ji Chengdao would definitely have some arrangements.

Therefore, before summoning the sword, he first sent a message to him.

And the fact was not beyond his expectation.

The Emperor's Sword indeed came out of Ji Wenhao's hand!

Perceiving the supreme power contained in the Emperor's Sword, Jiang Che finally understood why the power it unleashed was so terrifying. The power it contained was simply the only thing he had ever seen in his life.

The so-called holy soldiers are completely incomparable.

For him, it is even more powerful.

Falling into his hands, his strength has skyrocketed!

"In this world, nothing is impossible. The Emperor's Sword has spirit and was forged in accordance with the fate of the human race. However, you sacrificed blood to living beings and committed heinous crimes.

How can one become the master of the Emperor's Sword? "

Jiang Che stood with a sword in his hand, wearing hunting robes, staring at Ji Wenhao with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

"How presumptuous! Jiang Che, you are so presumptuous! How dare you slander me like this?! I am the twelfth generation emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a direct bloodline of Taizu, and the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Sword of the Emperor is not coming back!"

Ji Wenhao immediately became furious and roared at the Emperor's Sword.

But the Emperor's Sword, which fell into Jiang Che's hand, showed no response at the moment, seemingly ignoring Ji Wenhao's response. This scene made it even more obvious that Ji Wenhao was incompetent and furious.

It makes people laugh.

The furious Ji Wenhao couldn't even care about anything else at the moment and said loudly:

"Kill! Kill them all! Take back the Emperor's Sword!"

He couldn't tolerate losing the Emperor's Sword, let alone such a magical weapon falling into Jiang Che's hands, because it was a sign that he had lost the support of the people and the fate of the country.

However, the scene at this moment no longer allowed Ji Wenhao to be cruel.

Both Xumitreya and Ancestor Kurong were standing still at this moment, completely ignoring Ji Wenhao's orders.

Xumi Le had long wanted to retreat. Now that he saw that the situation was over, it was impossible for him to die for the imperial court. As for Ancestor Ku Rong, it was even easier. He only used money to do things.

I won't take any risks.

Because he had already noticed something was wrong in this matter.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Ji Wenhao became even more furious.

I just feel like I have lost everything.

The only ones who still obeyed the orders were the Martial Saint puppet and the royal ancestor Ji Nantian, and the only remaining Martial Saint puppet could not break free from Xue Pingzu's domain.

The only one who rushed towards Jiang Che was Ji Nantian.

"Traitor! Return the Emperor's Sword!"

Ji Nantian was covered in blood and directly burned his own Yangshen. At the same time, he used his huge magic power to activate a statue that was nearly ten thousand feet high and attacked Jiang Che. At this moment, after burning everything, he had already exploded with an energy comparable to The combat power of immortals.

But Jiang Che didn't panic at all. Looking at the furious Ji Nantian, he slowly raised the Emperor's Sword in his hand, raised his hand with a sword, and countless mana surged out. The national destiny around him seemed to have been greatly affected. Traction.

Zheng!

A sword cry resounded throughout the world.

Above the void, a ten thousand-foot golden light fell from the sky, directly shattering hundreds of miles of clouds, and at the same time, it also fell on Ji Nantian's Dharma.

A sword fell.

Ji Nantian's Dharma Appearance, which was nearly ten thousand feet high, was suddenly frozen in the void. A bright golden thread filled the Dharma Appearance. The next moment, Ji Nantian's Dharma Appearance was chopped into pieces from the middle.

With a violent roar, the Dharma image collapsed immediately.

Ji Nantian, who suffered the backlash, spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his aura was extremely weak.

Afterwards, Jiang Che raised his hand and waved again.

The sword light burst out across the void, and countless sword lights fell on Ji Nantian's body.

In the blink of an eye.

Ji Nantian froze on the spot and glanced down in disbelief.

then.

His physical Yang Shen collapsed at the same time and exploded into a ball of blood mist, leaving only a few holy weapons and stored magic weapons still frozen in the void.

With one sword strike, great power will fall.

The ancestor of the Ji family, Ji Nantian, fell instantly!

See this scene.

Xumi Le was horrified, and instantly sensed an infinite danger of imminent death. He began to retreat without hesitation, directly burning Yang Shen and tearing open the surrounding void.

Trying to imitate his last behavior, he tore the void apart and left.

Only this time, he was destined not to have such good luck.

Under the premise that Ancestor Kurong stood calmly, no one in the scene could restrain Feng Wuji anymore, and he, who already had the upper hand, saw Jiang Che reverse the situation of the battle.

It is even more impossible to miss the good opportunity to kill Xumitreya.

The territory directly covered hundreds of thousands of feet in radius, blocking Xumitreya's escape path.

Qi Yuan and Yao Yue both reacted at the same time and joined forces to stop Xumi Le's escape. A melee broke out again, and the outcome was completely doomed.

other side.

Jiang Che, however, had no spare time to pay attention to Xumi Le's escape. Instead, he kept a close eye on Ji Wenhao and Ancestor Kurong, and was ready to take action at any time. As for Ji Wenhao, he was watching the death of his uncle.

It even reached the limit of collapse.

"granduncle!"

This roar was Ji Wenhao's call from the bottom of his heart. The only person in the entire court that he could unconditionally trust was his uncle, and now, his uncle had also died.

Who else could he count on?

Who else could he count on?

The big week is coming to an end!

At this moment, no one knows the emotions in Ji Wenhao's heart, but everyone knows that he has collapsed at this moment. After all, he has lost everything from the previous highlight moment to now.

It seems like a long time, but in reality it is only a matter of moments.

Anyone who sees such a reversal will be in awe.

"Senior, are you leaving on your own, or are you staying here to watch the show?"

Jiang Che ignored Ji Wenhao and turned his attention to Ancestor Kurong.

The strength of the opponent is unfathomable, and the power of its rules is even more difficult to deal with. There is a feeling of inexhaustibility. Jiang Che even feels that even if he possesses the most powerful holy weapon like the Emperor's Sword.

Maybe they can't kill each other either.

It is even difficult to defeat the opponent.

Ancestor Kurong's eyes flashed and he was about to answer when he saw Ji Wenhao suddenly shouting:

"Senior Kurong, I sincerely ask you to help me again. After this battle, all the resources in the Great Zhou treasury will be given to you. Everything I have will be given to you.

As long as you kill this son, I can promise you! "

Ji Wenhao looked at Jiang Che angrily, with countless determinations in his eyes.

Ancestor Kurong glanced at Ji Wenhao and ignored his request. If the court had the upper hand, or even if it was just a stalemate, he could seriously consider or even agree.

But now.

The imperial court no longer had any power to fight anymore.

Xumi Le's escape route was cut off, Ji Nantian died on the spot, and Ji Wenhao lost the Emperor's Sword. What could he use to fight Jiang Che? He had not been sure to kill Jiang Che before, but now the other party was in charge of the Emperor's Sword and the fate of the country.

He was even more unsure.

As for things that he was not sure of, he, who was always steady, would never take risks.

"I'm old, what's the use of so many treasures? Your Majesty should keep them for yourself." This was the last answer of Ancestor Kurong. At the same time, it also defeated Ji Wenhao's last glimmer of hope.

At this moment, Ji Wenhao had a hint of self-mockery on his face, and then looked at Jiang Che with a look of resentment:

"With the thousand-year-old Ji family's bloodline and the only national destiny left in the Great Zhou Dynasty, I curse you, a traitor, to die a good death!"

"You are destined to not be able to see whether I will die well or not, but you are destined to die badly today!" Jiang Che smiled calmly, completely ignoring the so-called curse.

After Ancestor Kurong made his attitude clear, the outcome of this battle was already determined.

Immediately.

Jiang Che didn't waste any time. He took a step forward and the void turned upside down, spanning thousands of feet of void. Above his eyebrows, the divine lines lit up. In an instant, the yin and yang demonic fire enveloped the world and eroded towards Ji Wenhao.

In just a few breaths, Ji Wenhao was enveloped in demonic flames.

The scorching flames burned his body and body, making the ferocity on Ji Wenhao's face more and more obvious. Once he met him, Ji Wenhao was completely suppressed and could not even commit suicide.

However, Ji Wenhao did have some integrity. Even though he was possessed by the demonic flames, even though he suffered the pain of thousands of fires engulfing his body, he never cried out for mercy.

He just stared at Jiang Che angrily.

"Do you know why I let you go through the calamity? Hahaha. In fact, I just use you as a chess piece. You have refined the blood of all spirits. From today on.

Just make a wedding dress for this king. "

Looking at the stubborn Ji Wenhao, Jiang Che suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, Ancestor Kurong's face also changed slightly. His eyes fell on Jiang Che, showing a hint of dignity. In fact, the reason why he did not leave immediately.

Originally, he thought he could get a bargain and take away the blood of all spirits, but the current situation is that this is obviously something Jiang Che is interested in.

Ji Wenhao glared at Jiang Che and cursed:

"Thieves! Rebels! Traitors! You will not die a good death!"

"Keep scolding, I like to hear your current incompetence and rage."

Jiang Che laughed, with a little contempt in his eyes.

One breath.

Two interest rates

Three breaths

In the blink of an eye, more than ten breaths of time passed, and Ji Wenhao, who was shrouded in magic flames, finally reached the end of his life and felt that his life was gradually passing away.

Converging towards somewhere within the body.

While there was anger in his eyes, there were also many memories.

The past unfolded slowly like a scroll. It seemed to pass quickly, but in fact it was very slow in his eyes. At this moment, he saw himself when he was young.

I saw the scene where I, as a prince, was supported by Ji Chengdao and laughed wildly.

Seeing the day when he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, the whole world celebrated.

I also saw the day when the God King who supported me fell, and the whole world was saddened, and my heart was filled with panic.

The scene gradually came to an end and was frozen in the present moment, where he was enveloped in demonic flames.

————(End of this chapter)