Chapter 170 Thirty Thousand Imperial Guards, the Most Powerful Force! [Subscribe]

"Tsk tsk tsk, the prince is so generous that he has won the support of so many gangs and noble families? This mutiny is quite interesting!"

"Hehe, the emperor died at night, and the Sixth Prince announced the edict of his succession in public, and summoned all officials to the court. It would be strange if the prince didn't go crazy!"

"It's a pity that the Sixth Prince controls the patrol camp and the imperial army. This battle will be difficult to fight!"

"What are you afraid of? The prince has a deep foundation and the support of the noble family. It's still unknown who will win or lose!"

On the high building

Many masters came to watch the show one after another!

They were tall, short, fat, thin, male, female, old and young. Wei Hong also saw a few people from Wufeng among them. It seems that Wufeng did not participate in this turmoil.

Everyone came here just to watch the show!

So everyone tacitly ignored the identity of the people around them. Even if they were familiar with them, they pretended not to know them and just looked at the chaos in various places silently.

This huge city of gods is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!

After all, not everyone wants to be involved in this battle for the throne, and most people just watch the show.

Wei Hong stood in the crowd and was inconspicuous. Relying on his eagle eye talent, he could see farther than ordinary people. He easily saw that a few streets away, a group of the prince's troops had already started fighting with the patrol camp army.

The prince's subordinates were all brave and mixed, and they should be at a great disadvantage when facing the well-equipped patrol camp army.

But this is an era where force is the key!

There are countless dead soldiers and guest officials secretly cultivated by the aristocratic families. They hide in the crowd like poisonous snakes, slaughtering the patrol camp army wantonly, and every punch and kick brings great casualties.

For a while!

The patrol camp was defeated step by step, with countless casualties!

"Haha, a bunch of rubbish, they get the emperor's rations every day but can't even beat the servants, they are so incompetent!"

"The Patrol Battalion has indeed neglected training in recent years, but the reason why it was defeated so badly is probably because the aristocratic families have invested a lot of masters!"

"The Patrol Battalion is doomed to fail. Unless the 30,000 Imperial Guards take action, this battle can't be fought at all!"

"The Imperial Guards have always been in the hands of the emperor. The late emperor gave the tiger talisman to the Sixth Prince before his death. There is still a lot to watch!"

Everyone was talking about it, and most of them were not surprised at the defeat of the Patrol Battalion.

After all, they were all old soldiers who were paid by the army. They really didn't have much combat power in a real fight, and it was normal for them to be dispersed by a bunch of rabble.

As for the 30,000 Imperial Guards mentioned by everyone, they were the strongest army in the Great Zhou!

It is rumored that the training of the Imperial Guards is extremely strict. Only those with a cultivation level of the late Blood Refining Realm or above can enter, and each of them is often one in a million, loyal, and fearless, almost equivalent to the Royal Death Corps.

They only obey the orders of the Tiger Symbol. Every year, they have to consume most of the royal family's financial resources to maintain their practice. Once they go out, they must be like a stabilizing force.

Except for the legendary immortal cultivators who take action personally!

Looking at the world, even the innate realm masters are not sure to escape alive from their siege, so the Great Zhou has been turbulent for many times in the past 800 years, but in the end it is still safe and sound, relying on the power of 30,000 imperial guards!

Tonight, maybe everyone will be lucky enough to see their style!

"Boom!"

A thunder sounded inexplicably in the sky.

It seemed that even God couldn't bear this killing.

A sparse drizzle began to fall. In this cold winter night, the night wind made people feel colder and more desperate for no reason.

The battle continued, and the prince's party chased the patrol camp army all the way!

There were battles in hundreds of streets in the 108 Fang City of the Divine Capital.

At first glance, there were corpses everywhere, which looked like hell. Wei Hong couldn't help but want to kill and fish in troubled waters to make a fortune.

"Don't be impulsive. This kind of thing is not something I can get involved in. Even if I go down to fight, I'm afraid I won't make much money!"

"It's too dangerous. Let's just watch the show!"

Wei Hong silently calmed his restless heart in his heart.

After the battle below lasted for an hour or two, it gradually came to an end. The prince's army began to surround the imperial city. The patrol camp was unable to resist as it retreated step by step.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too far to see clearly!"

"That's right, this decisive battle must be at the foot of the imperial city. We are too far away to see clearly. Why don't we go up to join in the fun?"

"Are you fucking crazy? If there is a real outbreak of the innate realm or an immortal master joins the battle, we will be affected, right?"

Everyone talked about it.

Some people could not resist the temptation and rushed to the inner city, while others did not dare to go forward out of caution. After thinking it over again and again, Wei Hong gritted his teeth and followed.

His figure disappeared into the darkness, and he rushed through the streets full of corpses. He quickly entered the inner city and found a high building again, just in time to see the grand battle at the foot of the imperial city.

Tens of thousands of the prince's party troops howled and attacked the imperial city from all directions. Rows of golden armored imperial guards fought in formation, as if they were as firm as a rock. No matter how many soldiers rushed into the formation, they were easily killed.

In this battle, the skin refining realm was almost the most cannon fodder!

The blood refining realm might still have the strength to fight, but they also fell to the ground in large numbers.

Only the masters of the bone refining realm and the organ refining realm could fight against each other. Occasionally, someone rushed into the army formation, but they were quickly killed. Wei Hong could feel the powerful deterrence of the imperial guards from a distance.

He secretly estimated one or two!

If he charged into the Imperial Guards camp head-on, with his strong defense, brute force, and the might of the Broken Army Mountain Breaking Hammer, he should be able to break through a gap in a short time.

But within ten breaths, he was killed by the Imperial Guards.

Think about the hundreds of Blood Refining Realm and even Bone Refining Realm besieging him. This scene is not something that ordinary people can bear. Even Wei Hong, who holds the golden finger, dare not compete with it.

At this moment, even he had to admit it!

He was still very weak and needed to grow a lot.

At least in the face of this world situation, Wei Hong had no advantage at all.

"There are too many strong people in the world. The Bone Refining Realm and the Organ Refining Realm can only become chess pieces in the charge. There is still a lot to sing in this play!" Wei Hong sighed in his heart, and his eyes swept for a while and suddenly saw a tall building.

That was the highest Wangxian Tower in the inner city!

It was lit with candles, like a bright moon illuminating the surroundings. There were many figures sitting or standing on it, looking at the imperial city. There were also dense private army guards downstairs.

Obviously, the prince was most likely here!

Wei Hong quickly retracted his gaze and hid himself deeper. He just came to watch the show, so he must not get himself involved.

If he accidentally caused misunderstandings among the prince's party!

He could not escape the pursuit of these people.

"Is the Xiantian realm not over yet?" Wei Hong murmured expectantly!

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