Soon a group of imperial guards came up, but how could they be a match for Luo Fanjin? She didn't even move. With a slap of her palm, those imperial guards were beaten to a pulp and lay on the ground, all seriously injured.
"Archers, get ready!" Prince Yan took advantage of the chaos and fled behind the Imperial Guards, shouting. His eyes were red at this moment, as if he was frightened by Luo Fanjin's fighting power.
He was originally in control of the situation and thought that the imperial power was already secured, but suddenly he felt fear.
What kind of monster is this woman Luo Fanjin? Even a group of royal guards can’t defeat her!
But it doesn’t matter, he still has a trick up his sleeve.
"Luo Fanjin, I will give you one last chance. Submit to me and you will have wealth and glory. Otherwise, your flesh and blood body will not be able to withstand the rain of arrows."
"I'll also give you one last chance. Put down your weapon and you still have a chance of survival!" Luo Fanjin said seriously.
“Hahahaha… What a joke!” King Yan laughed crazily, then returned to normal in a second, with a fierce look in his eyes, “If that’s the case, then go die! Just like your mother, you’re stubborn and refuse to change your ways. There’s no need for you to live!”
The King of Yan stretched out his hand, ready to order the arrows to be shot. At this critical moment, someone suddenly shouted.
"King Yan, don't do that! Arrows have no eyes. Are you going to shoot us to death as well?" Prime Minister Lin shouted.
"King Yan, don't forget the agreement between us! Are you going to break the contract?" King Qi and Huangfu Jing shouted.
One question after another was directed at King Yan, because the black mass of royal guards who appeared at the door also pointed their bows and arrows at them.
However, King Yan could no longer care about anything now. He had already planned everything for today, but he never expected that Luo Fanjin would be so disobedient. The appearance of her as a variable disrupted the careful plan. But it didn't matter, everything would disappear. After today, he would be the new emperor of Tianqi Kingdom.
"Humph! Since ancient times, the victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits, and only by leaving a mountain of skulls can one achieve hegemony. All of you will be buried with Luo Fanjin! I will bury you with honor!"
[The King of Yan was really scared to death by the anchor! In order to kill the anchor, he even wanted to kill the ministers who surrendered to him! ]
[Nothing can be done. Look at the imperial guards at the door. They are not a problem for the host at all. How could the King of Yan send some people to protect the ministers? At this time, he can only take care of himself. ]
Luo Fanjin looked at the arrow aimed at her without taking any precautions. Instead, she walked forward. Her aura was so strong that every time she took a step forward, the archer took a step back.
Slowly, all the archers left the hall.
At this time, Crown Prince Murong Yanche did not participate in the battle, but walked to the side of Emperor Wen.
"Your Highness, please take a quick look at His Majesty. He's having a heart attack and there's no way he can be saved!" The old doctor knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
"Nothing can be done to save the situation?" Murong Yanche murmured.
"Yes, Your Majesty has been taking elixirs in the past few years. All medicines are poisonous. What's more, the elixirs refined by Taoist priests, although they can enhance vitality, they damage the foundation. Your Majesty has long been hollowed out from the inside. With today's stimulation, internal and external troubles, there is nothing I can do!" said the imperial physician anxiously.
After hearing this, Murong Yanche suddenly squatted down, looked at Emperor Wen's pale face, and suddenly said, "Father, can you hear me?"
Emperor Wen slightly opened his eyes and dimly saw a handsome face. This was his most outstanding son and also the heir who was too successful to be a threat to the emperor. He admired and hated him at the same time, just like when the prince was young, he wanted to get close to him but was afraid of being contaminated by bad luck.
"Prince!" Emperor Wen said, his voice weak, as if he was on his deathbed.
"Father! Everything in the past is gone, let me restore orthodoxy for you from now on." Murong Yanche said solemnly.
He looked at the tense situation not far away and called Ming Yi and Ming Er.
"Master!" Ming Yi took out a package and after opening it, an imperial edict was revealed inside.
Emperor Wen opened his eyes wide, and even though he couldn't move now, the excitement in his heart was clearly shown on his face.
“You, you…”
Before he could finish his words, Murong Yanche said, "Father, since the situation is critical and your body can no longer hold on, it is reasonable for me, the crown prince, to inherit the throne. But before that, the imperial edict still needs your stamp!"
After he said this, his eyes swept over the remaining civil and military officials who had not surrendered to King Yan.
His eyes were sharp and he had a natural domineering aura. A group of ministers looked at the imperial guards who were standing still outside, the imperial guards who were on the verge of a fight, the prince who was calm and composed, and the dying emperor.
Smart people already have a choice in mind.
"Your Highness, what the Crown Prince said is very true. I ask Your Majesty to issue the imperial edict of succession in advance to determine the fate of the world!"
"I request that Your Majesty issue an imperial decree to pass the throne to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
When Luo Fanjin walked to the door, she suddenly heard a burst of petitioning voices coming from inside. She did not look back, but stood guard at the door of the hall, not letting the Royal Guards enter at all.
The King of Yan outside also heard the voice inside, and he laughed out of anger.
"Imperial edict? None of you can leave today. Who will succeed me?"
“Archery!”
As soon as the order was given, thousands of arrows shot towards Luo Fanjin.
They are as dense as sharp raindrops, but carry endless murderous intent.
"Uncle, is this the ally you found?" Crown Prince Huangfu Jing of Simon Kingdom looked at the dark mass of royal guards and sharp arrows outside in despair. He was ready to resist, but he also complained to King Qi in his heart.
"I didn't expect this either!" King Qi scratched his head, hiding behind the Simon people, feeling very angry.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" Huangfu Lian'er had already returned to Simon's team. At this time, the troops in the hall were divided into three groups.
The first was the Simon team led by Huangfu Jing, the second was the team led by Prime Minister Lin who had surrendered to the King of Yan and was now abandoned, and the third was the team of Emperor Wen, Crown Prince Murong Yanche and many royalists. They were clearly divided, but all stood behind Luo Fanjin.
"Let's adapt to the situation and see if Luo Fanjin can hold on!" All three teams issued similar orders.
[They are so indifferent. Even at this time, they didn't send anyone to help the anchor. I feel sorry for the anchor! ]
[The above is so funny. Before you feel sorry for the anchor, you probably forgot the anchor's fighting power! The anchor didn't even blink an eye at these imperial guards! ]
[Haha, what a brainless boast! I think you have all been brainwashed by this ignorant person! Even if she is powerful, her flesh and blood body will definitely be shot into a sieve! ]
[Please ask some people to watch the replay before commenting. They don’t even know what level the anchor has reached, but they are still trying to criticize him! What a joke! ]
The screen in Luo Fanjin's mind started refreshing again. Now the number of people watching her live broadcast has been fixed at 500,000, and is still increasing.
When there are a lot of people, naturally people will say all kinds of things.
Luo Fanjin's mind was not on this. Looking at the rain of arrows coming towards her, she stretched out her hand and her hair fluttered without wind.