Looking at the four stone puppets with their heads blown off not far away, Lin Hao felt mixed emotions.

The strength of a blind swordsman is already enough to defeat the thousands of troops on their side, and the situation on the field is completely tilted to one side.

"Without the Fukubi Beast, I want to see how you can show off your abilities."

Yan Hongyi stared at Lin Hao with a half-smile and said calmly.

In this battle, he did not take either General Qin Xiong or the Fourth Prince Yan Chen seriously.

Only Lin Hao can make him feel like a competitor.

The pleasure of being evenly matched is like meeting a worthy opponent.

Every time the situation changes, it is difficult to guess what each party’s next move will be.

"ah!!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly rang out.

But in the battle circle not far away, the fire-scale tiger suddenly pounced on Sun Mu, grabbed his throat and bit off his neck.

laugh--!

The scarlet blood splattered everywhere, further stimulating the fire-scale tiger's primitive animal nature, making its biting force more crazy and ferocious!

In just a few breaths, this ninth-level warrior was bitten to death, and even his corpse was swallowed alive by the fire-scale tiger.

"Sorry, my pet, I seem to be a little hungry."

A playful smile appeared on Lin Hao's lips, and he retorted to Yan Hongyi.

Seeing this, Yan Hongyi didn't even frown, and his expression was indifferent.

It was as if the dead Sun Mu was just an insignificant chess piece to him.

On the chessboard, a ninth-level warrior would not suffer any loss if he killed four ninth-level talisman puppets of the opponent.

However, now, the blind swordsman has repaid his favor and will no longer help.

The change in the situation on the field was also due to Lin Hao's influence, which completely deviated from his original strategy.

If we continue to fight, the chances of winning are not great.

It seems that we can only hope for the last risky move!

As his mind changed, Yan Hongyi suddenly raised his head.

He looked at the sun that had risen to the middle of the sky and muttered to himself, "It's almost time."

"clang--!"

As soon as Yan Hongyi's voice fell, a loud bell sound suddenly rang out from deep in the palace.

Ding! Ding! Ding…!!!

Then, the bells rang one after another, gradually becoming more rapid.

The sudden ringing of the bell immediately made Qin Xiong, Gu Lie, and many high-ranking officials present look solemn.

Judging from the direction of the bell, it was the ancestral hall in the north city of the imperial palace.

There is an ancient bell there. Whenever a king of any dynasty passed away, someone would immediately ring the bell twenty-four times to commemorate his achievements.

For a moment, the fighting that had lasted for several hours gradually came to a halt.

Regardless of whether they were the Royal Guards, City Defense Forces, Public Security Forces, or the Imperial Guards, all the soldiers lowered their weapons in tacit understanding and looked towards the depths of the Imperial Palace.

"Could it be that His Majesty..."

Qin Xiong frowned and felt quite heavy-hearted.

"Father!"

The Fourth Prince Yan Chen's expression tensed, unwilling to believe what he was thinking.

There was a slight arc at the corner of Yan Hongyi's mouth, slightly rising.

He even closed his eyes. The heavy sound of the bell echoed in his ears like melodious music. He looked extremely enjoying it.

"This guy, does he have another plan?"

Lin Hao's eyes darkened slightly and he glanced at Yan Hongyi, having a bad feeling.

Then, it ended with the sound of twenty-four bells.

Three dark shadows flashed out from the gate of the imperial city on the high platform.

The three of them are the three team leaders of Mingge.

Dark Eagle, Long Jiu, and Feng Ming.

Under the gaze of everyone, Dark Eagle walked to the edge of the platform.

"It is officially announced that His Majesty has just passed away."

He glanced coldly at the central square below, and then made a loud announcement in an official tone.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked!

"What? His Majesty is dead?!"

"He was fine just now, how come he suddenly..."

For a moment, voices of surprise and doubt rang out one after another in the field.

Qin Xiong faced the imperial city, suddenly knelt on one knee, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, please rest in peace!"

"Rest in peace, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, the vast majority of military generals and court officials also knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"How did the emperor die?"

Yan Chen raised his head, stared at Dark Eagle with red eyes, and asked.

"After examination by the imperial physician, it is very likely that His Majesty died from some kind of chronic poison, which suddenly took effect a few moments ago."

Dark Eagle's voice was still cold.

As an assassin, he has long been indifferent to life and death.

"Chronic poison?"

Yan Chen was slightly stunned, and asked angrily: "Who poisoned me?!"

"I don't know. This slow-acting poison was probably swallowed by Your Majesty several days ago."

Dark Eagle shook his head and said coldly: "So it will be difficult to track down the murderer in a short period of time."

Hearing this, Lin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yan Hongyi not far away.

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

This guy is really vicious.

No, to be precise, they are beasts that have lost all humanity!

Not only did he plot to kill his two brothers, but now even his own father was poisoned to death!

"As far as I know, since the death of the Crown Prince, my father has not made another will for the succession to the throne."

At this moment, Yan Hongyi's faint voice suddenly sounded.

His words were extremely harsh in this atmosphere at this moment.

But the anger that Yan Chen had suppressed in his heart suddenly erupted.

"Yan Hongyi, are you a beast?!"

Yan Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the Third Prince. His face flushed as he shouted, "You're still coveting the throne while your father's body is still warm!"

Yan Hongyi spread his hands and said calmly: "The dead cannot be resurrected. As the saying goes, a family cannot be without a master for a day, and a country cannot be without a king for a day."

"Now that my father is dead, we must quickly establish a new King of Flame and reorganize the government."

At this point, Yan Hongyi actually took out a yellow booklet from his storage ring, on which were written four golden words: 'Yan Family Royal Genealogy'.

"According to the clan rules of our royal family, Article 108 records it."

As he spoke, he flipped open the book and said righteously, "If a king suddenly dies before he has made a will, the throne will be inherited by the eldest son of the direct line."

Hearing this, Lin Hao's eyes darkened slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

What a vicious heart!

"And now, both of my royal brothers are dead."

As expected, Yan Hongyi continued, "According to the clan rules, there is an order of seniority, and I should inherit the throne of the late emperor."

"That's right, it is legitimate for His Majesty the Third Prince to ascend the throne. We all support him!"

General Wang raised his sword and shouted excitedly.

"Support His Majesty the Third to succeed to the throne!!"

Instantly, the rebels present raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

Such an exciting voice resounded through the sky!

Listening to the echoing voices of support in the square, the Fourth Prince Yan Chen's face became extremely gloomy at this moment.

His body couldn't help but tremble because of his rage. He held the sword tightly in his right hand and was filled with murderous intent!

The royal relatives and nobles on the platform fell silent and did not refute.

Because, according to the royal family rules, there is indeed such a clear order.

Some people with rigorous minds finally realized that Yan Hongyi’s final conspiracy was actually this!