Chapter 71 Killing
Time goes back to the beginning of the fight between Lai Yang and Chi Mochuan.
Seeing Lai Yang rushing towards Chi Mochuan with a sword in hand, Mo Shenjun and others hid nearby and waited quietly for the opportunity.
Lai Yang did not disappoint him. Not long after, Chi Mochuan was forced to retreat by Lai Yang, and the road leading to the Dayan Palace was opened again.
Lord Mo turned his head to look at the direction where Lai Yang and Chi Mochuan were fighting. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately raised the Silver Scale Overlord Spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "Comrades, the Immortal has been forced back by General Divine Sword. This time, victory is at hand. Follow me into the palace and kill the tyrant Yan Chengtian. By then, you will all be meritorious officials and protect your descendants."
Hearing this, everyone was like chicken blood, shouting in unison: "We swear to follow the prince until death!"
"Charge! Kill them!" Lord Mo swung the Silver Scale Overlord Spear in his hand.
The next moment, Lord Mo led tens of thousands of elite troops into the Dayan Palace and engaged in a fierce life-and-death battle with the palace guards.
Realizing the situation in the Dayan Palace, many martial arts masters came to support Lord Mo and kill the palace guards.
The court officials were so frightened that they were at a loss as to what to do, and almost all the military generals in the court went to meet the enemy.
Suddenly, a figure of the Imperial Guards rushed into the palace hall, looking painful and ferocious.
Then a long knife flashing with a cold light flew over, pierced his heart, and nailed him to death in the hall.
Then, a man wearing silver-white armor, a bright red cloak, a crested crown on his head, and covered in blood, looking as domineering and majestic as a god of war, broke into the hall with hundreds of elite soldiers.
The elite soldiers entered the hall and quickly took control of the court officials.
The iron boy immediately opened his mouth and angrily cursed: "You traitors, you dare to lead troops to break into the palace and commit treasonous acts. You will be despised by the world!"
"Your Majesty is unkind. All I want is to protect myself. If Your Majesty had not betrayed me, why would I have raised an army to rebel?"
"What nonsense! You are the King of Tongwu, holding a high position and great power, but you have no intention of repaying the emperor's kindness and serving the Great Yan. Instead, you have raised an army and taken advantage of it. You have provoked wars in the Great Yan territory, causing countless people to be displaced and suffering. You are the eternal sinner of the Great Yan Dynasty and a treacherous minister!"
Lord Mo didn't have time to argue with him and gave the soldier a murderous look.
The next moment, the soldier behind the man stabbed the civil official through the body with a knife, and blood splattered all over the hall.
In an instant, everyone's faces were filled with fear, and they were silent as a cicada. No one dared to jump out and be the first to speak out like a turtle.
Lord Mo looked up at the man sitting on the dragon throne, the tip of the Silver Scale Overlord Spear pointed at Yan Chengtian, the aura of a fifth-grade martial arts grandmaster was clearly evident at this moment.
"Yan Chengtian, things have come to this point. I don't want to say any more. Let's fight." Lord Mo said in a deep voice, with a strong desire to fight burning in his eyes.
Yan Chengtian looked down at Lord Mo with a cold gaze. Since he appeared here, it meant that there was a problem on Chi Mochuan's side.
Among the rebels, there is actually someone who can fight against Chi Mochuan.
Today was destined not to end well, and he had no choice but to take action.
Yan Chengtian slowly stood up from the dragon throne, stretched out his hand and drew the Emperor's Sword beside him, and the powerful aura of a fifth-grade martial arts grandmaster emanated from him.
The collision of two powerful auras made the space in the hall become extremely tense and heavy in an instant.
A strong smell of gunpowder spread, and it could explode at any time.
"I, as you wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura from Yan Chengtian and Mo Shenjun became even more terrifying.
Yan Chengtian mobilized the power of national destiny, intending to forcibly suppress Lord Mo.
Lord Mo resolutely used the Tianyuan Burning Life Technique, and the aura around him turned into a tangible blood-red surge, filled with murderous intent.
Lord Mo took the lead in launching an attack and rushed towards Yan Chengtian. The Silver Scale Overlord Spear wielded in his hand was like a silver-white python, killing with terrifying momentum.
There was no probing at all, and the attack was fatal, leaving no room for maneuver and no way out.
Yan Chengtian's face darkened, and he mobilized the power of national destiny and swung his sword to slash at Lord Mo.
In a short while, the two fought for hundreds of rounds.
Affected by the fight between the two, the huge palace hall collapsed and shattered, and countless surrounding buildings and scenery were destroyed.
Yan Chengtian's face looked grim, he didn't expect Lord Mo to fight so desperately, madly burning his vitality in exchange for powerful strength.
With the blessing of the power of national destiny, Yan Chengtian possesses a combat power that is infinitely close to the fourth level of martial arts.
But what he didn't expect was that Lord Mo actually had a secret method to forcibly improve his cultivation, but he had never known about it.
His good brother really hid himself too well.
Both of them were trying desperately to kill each other.
In a duel between masters, victory or defeat is often decided in a flash.
In the end, Yan Chengtian was one move away from victory and was pierced through the heart by Lord Mo's Silver Scale Overlord Spear, and the outcome was decided.
A fifth-grade martial arts grandmaster has extremely strong vitality. Even if his heart is pierced, he will not die immediately, but death is his inevitable fate.
Lord Mo did not continue to pursue. In just a short moment, most of his hair turned white.
"Yan Chengtian, you lost. Do you regret what happened today?"
Lord Mo looked towards Yan Chengtian, his tone revealing a hint of sadness, resentment and helplessness.
"I never regret anything I have done. I am the ruler of Great Yan. Success makes you a king and failure makes you a bandit. I have nothing to say."
Yan Chengtian’s face turned pale, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.
"For the sake of our past comradeship, may I ask you for a favor?" Yan Chengtian raised his head and looked at Lord Mo, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
"You say." Lord Mo said lightly.
"I can give you Dayan and my head, but can you please let my child go?" Yan Chengtian said in a low voice.
Lord Mo was silent for a while, then said firmly: "I will have someone fake their death. As long as they are willing to live a peaceful life, I can guarantee that they will be rich for the rest of their lives."
Hearing this, Yan Chengtian smiled with relief, and then slowly said, "The road to becoming an emperor is too lonely. If I have the chance to start over again, I will be the general and you will be the emperor. I will go downstairs to apologize to you brothers first."
After saying this, Yan Chengtian killed himself and fell down.
Lord Mo looked at Yan Chengtian's body, his eyes reddened, and he clenched his fists: "Brother, have a safe journey. I will be down to accompany you and the brothers soon."
Lord Mo cut off Yan Chengtian's head, held it in his hand, and walked outside.
"Yan Chengtian is dead! Put down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
"What?! His Majesty is dead!"
"Your Majesty has been assassinated by a traitor. Oh my God, what should we do?"
"Put down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
"Surrender, we surrender! Don't kill us!"
The news of Yan Chengtian's death spread quickly, and countless people were shocked and couldn't believe it.
The rebels were in high spirits and cheered with overwhelming force.
The Imperial City Army knew that the situation was hopeless, and they lost their fighting spirit, laid down their weapons and surrendered.
Soon, Lord Mo's army completely suppressed the Great Yan Imperial City.
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