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Volume One: The Wind Rises from Nine Li Chapter 187: The Death of Shang Zhou!

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    Chapter 187 The death of Shang Zhou!

    In the Beihai battlefield, the cold wind was raging and it was full of blood.

    Broken limbs and broken bodies are everywhere, and mountains of corpses are shocking.

    The sounds of fighting are still there, but they are getting weaker and fewer.

    The Emperor's Sword in Shang Zhou's hand had long been broken, and the edge of the sword, which was originally sharpened like clay, had been rolled up. His body was covered with blood, both his own and that of his enemies.

    The eyes that were bright before were now covered with blood, and everything in them was blood red.

    Shang Zhou swung his sword to kill the enemies around him. Shang Zhou's scarred body shook for a moment, and then he used the broken sword to prop himself up. Looking around, he realized that there were only four or five people left in the Witch God Army, and the others had been killed.

    The Witch God Army is still here, let alone the coalition of other princes.

    "Hahaahem, that's enoughthat's enough!"

    Shang Zhou was also tired. The magic power in his body had long been exhausted, and what was left was just the last trace of will to support him.

    "It's really good enough!"

    Wen Zhongyi came to Shang Zhou with blood all over his body. He looked at Shura who was surrounding him and smiled coldly.

    Several more bang-bang-bang explosions were heard in his ears, and Shang Zhou knew that the remaining shaman army had also self-destructed one after another.

    The thousand witch god army played an indispensable role in this battle, killing many Shura. Among them, they killed three Golden Immortal Shura in one fell swoop with the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods.

    And when the strength of the witch god army was exhausted, they all fearlessly chose to self-destruct, just like many witch clans who fought against the lich in the past.

    Of course, the coalition of millions of princes also contributed a lot.  Although they used eggs against rocks when facing Shura, if there were too many eggs, a few rocks would always break into pieces.

    What¡¯s more, under the leadership of Shang Zhou, morale was like a rainbow, and many rebels were wiped out by the coalition of princes. The fierce fighting has now only left Shura as support for the enemy.  The rest of the rebels have disappeared.

    ¡°Old Master, Da¡­Da Shang is sorry for you!¡±

    Shang Zhou felt guilty, and Wen Zhong devoted his life to the Yin Shang Dynasty.  Even when he is old, he still has to die in battle.

    "It is an honor to die in battle and be wrapped in horse leather. Your Majesty does not need to do this!"

    Wen Zhong was loyal throughout his life and never regretted it. If not, why would he have rushed back after going to the East China Sea?

    Could it be that Wen Zhong really didn¡¯t know that he was facing a certain death situation when he returned to the battlefield this time?

    "OldOld Master, if there is a chance, the lonely king will definitely repay you!"

    After coughing several times, Shang Zhou looked coldly at Shura who was surrounding him, laughed wildly, and used up the few mana he had.  Rushed into the crowd.

    Boom¡ª¡ª

    In the golden light, flesh and blood splashed, and a brilliant blood flower bloomed in the air.

    "If I die, I will follow you!"

    Wen Zhong smiled lightly and looked calm.  The wind was light and the clouds were light, but it also exploded suddenly.

    And just after Wen Zhong self-destructed, a ray of light descended on the battlefield, and the majestic power instantly killed more than a thousand Shura.

    "Bo Xun, go back and tell Ancestor Styx that I will definitely settle this debt with him!"

    Fei Lian¡¯s voice echoed in the air.  The Qiankun Fortune Cauldron turned slightly, and then instantly cut through the void and disappeared.

    Bo Xun looked at Feilian who was leaving with a purple face. The loss was indeed beyond imagination, especially when the Witch God Army deployed the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation and instantly killed three Golden Immortal Shura. You must know this  The Shura who came to the battlefield for the first time was already in his true form.

    What gave Bo Xun some relief was that under the siege of him and several other Golden Immortals, Yuan Hong, the Golden Immortal, was killed.

    With a cold snort, Bo Xun said angrily: "Send the order and let Yuan Futong immediately invade the Central Plains and aspire to dominate the world!"

    After a moment of pause, Bo Xun ordered the battlefield to be cleaned. Remembering Yuan Hong's identity, Bo Xun immediately said: "Send Yuan Hong's body back to the Nether Palace, and let the ancestors dispose of it!"

    Yuan Hong is one of the four monkeys of chaos. His body can definitely refine a good spiritual treasure, and the essence and blood will be a great tonic.

    Just after Bo Xun¡¯s order was handed down, an anxious voice came over: ¡°Sir Your Excellency, that that Yuan Hong¡¯s body is missing!¡±

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    Chao Ge, Shang Rong¡¯s residence.

    Shang Rong and Huang Feihu each took sides and talked about the recent situation with Fei Lian, who had just returned.

    After listening to the two people¡¯s stories, Fei Lian was silent for a long time and said, ¡°Have the ancestral halls in various places been fully opened for people to pay homage?¡±

    "Everything is open, everything is as before"?Planned and acted upon.  "

    Shang Rong sighed, with a sad look on his face.

    Before the allied forces of the princes left, Feilian asked Shang Rong and others to build an ancestral hall to commemorate the generals and soldiers who died in Beihai.

    Now that the millions of princes' coalition forces have been wiped out, the ancestral hall is full of people. Due to the large number of people, only some representative figures can be selected, such as Shang Zhou, Wen Zhong and other princes.

    "Where's the news?"

    Fei Lian asked again without too many expressions.

    "The news was spread two days ago, and the artificial momentum arranged by the ground should have reacted by now!"

    Huang Feihu¡¯s eyes flashed with cold light, and his words were full of murderous intent: ¡°My lord, I really guessed it right. There are really people among the princes from all directions who are planning something evil!¡±

    Hearing this, Fei Lian's expression did not change, he thought silently for a moment, and said: "In this case, King Wu Cheng must have discovered something, but"

    Looking at Huang Feihu, Fei Lian said calmly: "We don't have the power to take care of this now, so let's leave it to Yuan Futong!"

    "Start now, according to the previous plan, gather troops across the board, only control the places actually controlled by the mainland, and give up all the previously enfeoffed princes and fiefs."

    Fei Lian narrowed his eyes slightly and said quietly: "Now we have to tuck our tails between our legs."

    Hearing this, Huang Feihu took a deep breath, and his whole body was full of evil energy. He wanted to go out and kill him immediately, but Wen Zhong was dead, and now the Yin Shang need him to take charge!

    "Try to stabilize the people's hearts. One day, these rebellious officials and traitors will all die!"

    Shang Rong, who had always been frail, showed cold murderous intent this time. He stood up silently and walked out.

    Huang Feihu also smiled coldly, "If your Majesty is ignorant and his ministers rebel and cause chaos, he can win the hearts of the people and achieve great things, but now"

    With a cold snort, Huang Feihu nodded towards Fei Lian and strode away with his fists clenched tightly and a fierce burning flame in his heart.

    Silently watching Huang Feihu leave, Fei Lian quietly leaned on his chair, thinking about the current situation, and then looked into the void for a long time.

    "It's better to turn into a pot of chaos. I want to see who will belong to this world!"

    There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, and Fei Lian's figure flashed and disappeared.  (To be continued)!  ~!

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