So what if King Fu'an transforms
Still vulnerable in front of Yang Wu, he used the Barbarian Elephant Fist, which was the most domineering form among the Barbarian Fist. He activated his talent for fighting blood and his fist intention, and every punch was as big as The elephant's legs stepped down from the sky, and its destructive power was truly unstoppable.
Yang Wu's fists collided with King Fu'an's fists repeatedly. King Fu'an's arms were bent and blood burst out. His whole body was repeatedly tortured by Yang Wu. King Fu'an's body transformed from a demon was nothing more than an appearance.
King Fu'an can increase his strength in a short period of time. Before the transformation, he was already at the end of his life, and now he is just struggling to his death.
Tang Xiaohan watched Yang Wu display his might and felt Yang Wu's mighty and domineering power, and was deeply touched in his heart.
"Protecting one's family and protecting one's lover requires absolute strength. Without strength, everything is in vain. I, Tang Xiaohan, will also become a strong woman!" Tang Xiaohan secretly swore in her heart that she never wanted to see her family die in the world again. In front of her, this kind of thing once was enough.
"Sending you on your way!" Yang Wu roared, then spun sharply and kicked King Fu'an in the head with his Fengshen legs.
boom!
King Fu'an's head was kicked open, and his body fell heavily like a cannonball into the distance.
King Fu'an's men looked at this scene with panic in their eyes, while the royalists cheered.
"Well done, well done. This traitor should have been killed long ago."
"King Fu'an has been slaughtered. How long will it take for you to capture him without restraint? Kill him!"
"King Fu'an is dead. Let the others be buried with him. Don't let them escape."
…
The royalists were jealous, and the anti-royalists were retreating steadily. They had no intention of fighting, and the outcome was already clear.
"Where is the rebel King Fu'an? The Prime Minister has brought five hundred of his family members to escort him." Song Lirui brought people out from nowhere and shouted.
In this chaotic scene, no one could care whether Song Zhirui arrived early or late, they could only focus on killing the enemy.
After Song Lirui led his family generals to fight out, other troops also appeared one after another to kill the rebels, and the situation became very clear.
Those kings of rebels ran away as fast as they could, no longer intending to stay and die.
Yang Wu killed Queen Fu'an and did not take action again. He kept paying attention to the situation on the field and vaguely detected some key information. The escaping kings were all walking from the direction of Song Lirui. Song Lirui seemed to be fighting against them. In fact, not a single enemy was intercepted.
"Sure enough, there is a ghost." Yang Wu sighed in his heart.
Yang Wu led Tang Xiaohan to the emperor's body and said to her: "My condolences, princess."
Tang Xiaohan knelt in front of the emperor's corpse, crying non-stop, and finally fainted from exhaustion.
Yang Wu sighed softly, picked her up, and sent her back to his yard to rest. The battle outside had nothing to do with them. Someone would clean up the mess.
…
Outside the city, Wu Sanhao was besieging the city with hundreds of thousands of troops. It was impossible that no one knew about such a big thing.
An old man went out of the city alone to talk to Wu Sanhao.
This old man was wearing a raincoat and walked towards the thousands of troops. He seemed to be invincible with one man in charge. In fact, he was just an old scholar with no strength.
"Wu Sanhao!"
"Master Qiao!"
Thirty years ago, the three nobles and the third master were the right-hand men of the old emperor. One became the king of the opposite sex, and the other became a first-class marquis. Their statuses were already at the top of the Great Xia.
They are close friends, with a life-long friendship, and they support the direction of Daxia through their literary and military skills.
Tonight, one man leads a hundred thousand lions to surround the city, and one man stands proudly to block the wind and rain.
"Have you forgotten the oath you made to the old emperor?" Mr. Qiao asked loudly as he looked at Wu Sanhao sitting on the war horse. He was full of righteousness and was not afraid of the opponent's one hundred thousand lions, even if these one hundred thousand lions The lion trampled over him and he died.
"Old Qiao, you know me. I have never thought about betraying Daxia. You can rest assured about this." Wu Sanhao said to Mr. Qiao. After a pause, he added: "I just don't want Daxia Wangcheng to change." Lord, as long as the leader is named Tang, I will fully support him."
"Haha, don't you think it's ironic? The Imperial Guard only has 50,000 people, and your 100,000 troops are enough to break through the royal city. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Mr. Qiao sneered, and then he said: "Wu Sanhao, the old emperor was not kind to you or me. The current emperor is also a benevolent king. Why would you do such a thing that is outrageous to both humans and gods? I advise you to dismount and be captured."
Mr. Qiao is worthy of being Mr. Qiao. He can stand up to a hundred thousand lions by himself, and he dares to persuade the coach to dismount and be captured. He only relies on his passion for loyalty and patriotism.
"How dare you speak to the prince like this, I will kill you!" A fierce general next to Wu Sanhao shouted loudly.
Wu Sanhao waved his hand and said, "This is a matter between us brothers. Don't talk." Then he said to Mr. Qiao, "Old Qiao, you can't change the facts even if you stand here and talk. We can't change it. I I have a clear conscience for showing up here, and... it’s too late to say anything now.”
"Wu Sanhao, you are a sinner, you are a sinner!" Mr. Qiao seemed to be a man suffering from madness, pointing at Wu Sanhao and scolding him continuously.
Wu Sanhao allowed Mr. Qiao to scold him, but remained indifferent. He just waited quietly for the arrival of dawn.
…
The thunder stopped, the rain gradually stopped, and the sky finally dawned.
The palace was in a state of disarray, with corpses lying scattered here and there, which was extremely scary.
In this battle, almost all the men and horses brought by King Fu'an died, and only a few of the kings escaped by chance.
Many of the masters in the palace died. Some of the Imperial Guards were instigated to rebel, and the most important part. Their leader Zhu Mo was executed. Fortunately, most of the Imperial Guards did not participate in this. Even though they still maintained a certain level of combat effectiveness, the other two deputy commanders, Meng Helang and Wan Lanxin, began to rectify the situation here.
In the palace, many people in the royal family were killed due to King Fu'an's attack, including some concubines and royal children. It was a terrible tragedy.
Fortunately, the queen and several important princes are safe and sound, and they can be regarded as direct descendants of the royal family.
Prime Minister Song, Cao Jianda and other civil servants and military generals were all busy dealing with the affairs here. At the same time, they also detached a team to attack Prince Fu'an's Mansion and ransacked the homes of Prince Fu'an's Mansion.
However, King Fu'an had already made arrangements, and his family members had disappeared without a trace, leaving only some insignificant servants who didn't know what had happened.
Guo Xiafei and the others were not imperial officials and had returned to the Yang family after the battle.
Yang Zhennan couldn't leave. He was the first one to report and tried his best to kill the enemy. He could be said to be the main contributor to this battle. No one could erase him. He didn't want to stay here, but as a leader Waiting for the earl, he still has to stay and do something for the royal family.
The biggest contributor belongs to Yang Wu. Without Yang Wu, the royal family would have been completely wiped out. Other ministers had no choice but to support King Fu'an as the new emperor. The bloodline of the Tang Dynasty would not change.
The emperor had just passed away and the group was leaderless. The first important thing should have been to bury the emperor's dragon body, but not only did no one do it, but the emperor's dragon body was thrown aside and the fight for the throne began.
Several princes have different forces behind them, and they have begun to show their magical powers and try their best to promote the princes they support to the throne. Only in this way can they gain great power.
Ministers from all walks of life have already made preparations to elect a new emperor as soon as possible. Some even took out the emperor's will and declared a certain prince to be the emperor. The other ministers did not agree and kept arguing fiercely.
If the emperor could come back from the dead, he would be so angry that he would die again after seeing these scenes.
In these three days, Yang Wu did not leave the palace. He stayed in the princess's yard and guarded her.
He and Tang Xiaohan are just friends, but that doesn't stop him from admiring her. She is a girl who has never been hurt. He sympathizes with her in his heart and hopes to help her at the critical moment. He also has a crazy heart in his heart. He was still debating whether to carry out the plan or not.
Yang Wu sat in Tang Xiaohan's room and completely ignored the struggle for power in the palace, and no one dared to disturb him.
He killed both the Death War King and Fu'an King. Who else would come to trouble him without overestimating their own abilities
Yang Wu's status is already as high as a mountain, and it is difficult to shake him. Unless Mount Emei sends more super masters, he can be moved.
At this time, Tang Xiaohan woke up faintly.
Her beautiful face looked pale, and everyone who looked at it felt distressed.
"How are you feeling, princess?" Yang Wushou asked beside Tang Xiaohan.
Tang Xiaohan sat up and asked with a serious look that was unprecedented in the past: "Have all Wang Fu'an's family copied everything?"
"I heard that the building is already empty." Yang Wu responded.
"We must find them all and let them be buried with my father!" Tang Xiaohan said, flashing a look of anger.
"Don't worry, they can't escape." Yang Wu comforted him, and after a pause he said: "You can't be resurrected after death. You should recuperate first, and then think about dealing with those rebels. There should be someone involved in this matter." Go worry about it.”
"I want to personally avenge my father." Tang Xiaohan said through gritted teeth.
"Princess, you'd better take a good rest."
"I want to go out and see. My father died so miserably. I want to bury him myself."
"You'd better not go out."
"Brother Yang Wu, why did you stop me? Do you really think I am weak?"
After Tang Xiaohan said this, Yang Wu stood up and grabbed her arm and said, "If you want to go out and see, I will take you out to see."
Sometimes, it’s better not to look at something.