Chapter 689 The Winning Hand

In the palace, Hu Hai was so furious that he even ignored etiquette and yelled.

"kill him!"

Luo Wang's eight first-class assassins are now in the palace. After hearing Hu Hai's words, the other seven have already rushed out.

Yan Le held Xuanjian in his hand and was about to vent his anger when he heard Long Ji's voice behind him.

Yan Le turned around and saw Long Ji's figure had arrived. He could even clearly see Long Ji's face.

However, what was waiting for him was a cold dagger.

Straight to the point, cutting off vitality.

Dragon Girl's attacks were precise and ruthless, leaving no room for error.

"you……"

Yan Le didn't understand why Long Ji wanted to attack him? However, she no longer had her usual smile at this time, and was just cold.

Xuanjian took it off his hand, and Long Ji picked it up. Without looking at Yan Le for the last time, she bowed and handed it to another hand.

In the hands of the owner of this sword.

Xuanjian came from outside the palace and picked up the long sword that had been with him for many years. However, he did not go in. Instead, he and Jing Salamander guarded the entrance of the palace, like two gods of killing, blocking the way to lead the troops in. Zhao Cheng of the palace.

There were eight top-notch assassins in the net, but one of them had already been lost before they even took action.

Zhao Gao noticed the abnormality, but it was too late to care about it. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Zhao Shuang as quickly as possible and end the matter in the court.

"Dongjun, Moon God, take action quickly and kill Zhao Shuang."

As soon as Zhao Gao said this, the two top masters of the Yin Yang family took action. As the sound of the three-legged golden crow resounded throughout the court, the spirit of Longyou overflowed, and the Six Sword Slave's wind-like speed stopped.

And then, in front of Zhanri, a familiar opponent was also ushered in.

Xiaomeng held Qiuli in her hand and stood in front of Zhanri. Not long after the Taoist Tianzong came out of seclusion, he appeared in the court, blocking the way to assassinate Zhao Shuang.

Zhao Shuang didn't move from beginning to end.

Looking at this appearance, Zhao Gao's whole body tensed up. He understood that Zhao Shuang was not killing someone at the slightest provocation, but a desperate counterattack. He understood more clearly that he had reached the realm of life and death at this time.

Zhao Gao jumped out, his body like a cannonball, a pair of scarlet claws, directed towards Zhao Shuang's vitals. Zhao Gao didn't know where Zhao Shuang's cultivation had reached over the years, but he had no other choice.

Seeing Zhao Shuang's figure gradually becoming clearer, Zhao Gao could even see the fine dust on his robe, but Zhao Shuang remained still.

Zongheng Qi surrounded the court, and when Zhao Gao was about to approach the target, two swords appeared in front of him.

Yuanhong, shark teeth!

Zhao Gao retreated quickly, but was still injured by these two swords. As the leader of the net, Zhao Gao has advanced cultivation, but he still suffered a loss when facing Zongheng.

The bloodstains formed by the two long swords were clearly visible on the robe in front of him. Zhao Gao curled his body and saw Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang holding swords and guarding Zhao Shuang behind him.

Zhao Gao gasped slightly and suddenly laughed.

"What a Zhao Shuang! But don't forget, I still have an army of 50,000 outside."

"Can those big armies you train enough to be called big armies?"

Zhao Shuang smiled and turned around. Now both sides regard Hu Hai as nothing on the throne.

But at this moment, Hu Hai, who was on the throne, seemed to have spotted the opportunity, drew the Tianwen Sword, and attacked Zhao Shuang secretly.

"idiot!"

Zhao Gao cursed. Before Hu Hai could get close, he was stabbed by Wei Zhuang's sword and fell to the ground.

Wenjian, who was ranked first in the sword manual, fell to the ground on the first day, and was picked up by Zhao Shuang and held in his hand.

However, what surprised Zhao Gao was that Zhao Shuang threw the sword and it fell in front of him.

"Order of the CRRC, the matter has come to this, why not commit suicide to thank the world? Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Zhao Gao pulled out the sword inserted into the floor, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully, but he heard a loud laugh, a shrill laugh.

"Suicide? It's not certain who will win and who will lose!"

Zhao Gao roared and threw the Tianwen Sword aside. The inner energy in his body suddenly surged, and the sword's intention soared into the sky.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang frowned and joined forces to attack. However, Zhao Gao, who was not his opponent just now, was now fighting against the two of them and was gradually losing ground.

"Canglong Qisu?"

During the battle between Zhao Gao, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, he heard Zhao Shuang's words and smiled coldly, extremely arrogantly.

"Do you think I killed so many Qin clan members in vain?"

Although Zhao Gao didn't know what he got from Canglong Qisu, his sudden surge in strength allowed him to gradually stabilize his position when fighting Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, and even vaguely gained the upper hand.

"As the leader of the net, I am the strongest sword!"

Zhao Shuang looked at the busy court, walked to the Tianwen Sword, and picked up the sword again.

Zhao Shuang held his breath, held his sword in front of him, and groaned slightly.

"The common people are confused, the world is in chaos, there are hundreds of schools of thought, but I am the only one who dominates."

With a soft chant, the palace fell silent for an instant. This silence was not really quiet in the palace, but was driven by Zhao Shuang's inner breath. At that moment, the entire palace was covered by this powerful inner breath, and everything was covered by this inner breath. Drawn by the monstrous sword intent bred in it.

Under this, fighting, anger, all movements and emotions seemed to be still.

When the sword intent struck, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang had already understood each other and opened the distance between them and Zhao Gao.

This sword intent!

Zhao Gao's eyes widened to the extreme, and he used all his strength to block the sword.

Zhao Gao had already noticed Zongheng's sword intent. But what this sword contains is far beyond what Zhao Gao realized. They are obviously flying swords with a hundred steps, why?

After Zhao Gao's doubts were eliminated by Na Dao's sword intent, there was no answer. Only Zhao Shuang's contemptuous voice could be heard in his ears.

"Since CRRC Fu Ling doesn't want dignity, then I can only help CRRC Fu Ling have dignity."

The body suddenly fell down, and along with a human head falling on the court, the already noisy court became quiet.

The battle outside the palace had not yet subsided, and the shouts of killing were heard in the palace.

Seeing this, Six Sword Slaves and Zhan Ri fled away one after another.

Zhao Shuang did not stop him, but picked up the head that was lying on the ground and walked out of the palace.

Although Jing Salamander and Xuan Jian were peerless masters, they were still a little exhausted when faced with the siege of a large army.

Zhao Shuang's appearance promptly silenced the attacking army.

Zhao Cheng, who was commanding the army, saw his brother's head and was so sad that he shouted loudly.

"Kill, kill Zhao Shuang!"

But the fifty thousand warriors trained by Zhao Cheng who had just listened to Zhao Cheng's words now felt fearful and retreated one after another.

Zhao Shuang threw his head on the ground and said coldly.

"The treacherous traitor Zhao Gao has been executed, but his crime has not been forgotten. He should suppress his three tribes to show the world. If any of the generals are attached to the traitor, they will be executed. If they can understand their mistakes and correct their mistakes, they will be innocent. Those who have done meritorious service will also be rich and honorable!"

After Zhao Shuang finished speaking, the generals and commanders around Zhao Cheng looked at each other. One of them suddenly stood up and stabbed Zhao Cheng's body from behind with a long knife in his hand.

"you……"

Zhao Cheng's weak and angry voice made the other generals react. The weapons in their hands changed their directions and stabbed Zhao Cheng.

More and more people joined the siege, until Zhao Cheng could no longer be crowded around, and his body was chopped into meat paste, which did not stop.

The gluttonous feast was about to end, and a group of generals stained with flesh and blood lined up in several rows and knelt down in front of the palace.

"General, I am willing to obey your orders."