Chapter 325 Lord Manor Head, Please Die!

The carriage drove into Pu Tian Palace.

Of course, it wasn't just the carriage. The vast army behind Zhu Xian also followed everyone to Pu Tian Palace.

At this time, Lord Zhu was still looking for an opportunity to kill Xu Han and eradicate the Great Zhou royal family. Before that, he needed to meet up with Sikong Bai. The Sword Immortal Mountain outside the city was eyeing him covetously. He didn't dare to act rashly. He knew very well that only immortals could fight against immortals in this world.

"I heard that you and Commander Hou left Big Yellow City half a month ago. Now it seems that you are going to ask for reinforcements from Yue Jianxian, right?" The carriage shook slightly. Xu Han narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him as he asked softly.

"Yes." The old man replied with his eyes, nose, and heart.

"It's all here. Now, you still refuse to tell me who that True Dragon is?" Xu Han did not care about the old man's neither salty nor indifferent attitude. He asked again.

Before the old man could reply, Xu Han's face suddenly turned deathly pale. His body slightly bent over and his left hand involuntarily pressed down on his right chest. That was the blood essence formed from the power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword entrenched within his body.

At this moment, the blood essence was restless, as if it wanted to break free from Xu Han's restraints.

Xu Han instantly lost the strength to speak, and had no choice but to activate the power of his body to resist the restless blood essence.

Mr. Lu also noticed Xu Han's strange behavior at this time. He raised his eyebrows but did not intend to take a look. Instead, he coldly looked at Xu Han who was suddenly in pain.

It wasn't until a few dozen breaths later that Xu Han's pale face suddenly improved. At this moment, Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Looks like that immortal has already completed his great cause of saving lives."

Xu Han panted heavily with lingering fear, but his gaze stared fixedly at the old man in front of him. The uprising of blood essence in his body must have been caused by the activation of the Xing Tian Sword, and he had never mentioned this to anyone. From the looks of it, Mr. Lu knew Xu Han better than Xu Han himself to some extent.

Of course, this wouldn't be a good experience, but Xu Han had no choice.

After the pain disappeared for a few breaths, a faint green energy suddenly surged into Xu Han's body. Before Xu Han could feel what the green energy was, the green energy gushed out from Xu Han's body and flew into the carriage along an invisible thin line.

This feeling came and went quickly. If it weren't for the fact that Xu Han was already unable to detect the situation in his body due to the Blood Essence riots, it would have been impossible for him to detect it. However, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that such an abnormal situation had occurred from time to time, for example, after he had defended Big Yellow City. Perhaps this was the phenomenon caused by the twin dragons and snakes, the True Dragon devouring the Dragon Qi he had obtained.

Xu Han thought to himself, but the carriage stopped again.

Xu Han knew that Wei Yang Palace had arrived.

Mr. Lu, who was sitting beside him, immediately stood up. He looked at Xu Han but did not say anything. Xu Han understood what he meant. He simply stood up and followed him out of the carriage.

Yuwen Luo's corpse was still lying there, and even the remaining temperature of his body hadn't dissipated yet. However, no one on the stage looked at the former emperor. Instead, they all turned to look at Mr. Lu, who got off the carriage, and Xu Han, who was beside him.

Zhu Xian, who hated Xu Han to the bones, even narrowed his eyes and subconsciously wanted to lead the soldiers to attack.

"Zhu Shouzuo, you have to understand. Immortal Sikong doesn't seem to have the strength to do anything else." Mr. Lu didn't care about this. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhu Xian.

Zhu Xian was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the pale-faced Sikong Bai not far away, and the other party shook his head at that time.

Seeing this, Zhu Xian understood that Si Black had probably suffered quite a bit of trauma in the matter of the Monarch Slaughter, so he shouldn't be able to fight anymore at this moment. Thinking back to Ran Qingyi's sudden disappearance, Yue Fuyao and his 50,000 Heavenly Battle Army silently arrived at Chang'an. All sorts of connections between them made Zhu Xian faintly feel as if he had fallen into a huge trap.

He was naturally somewhat unwilling. Just as he was thinking about how to solve this matter, the Imperial Historian behind him, Zhang Dongning, suddenly stepped forward and walked straight past him to Mr. Lu's side. Although he did not say anything, the meaning behind this was extremely clear. As Zhang Dongning stepped out, several officials of the Great Zhou Empire followed suit and arrived beside Mr. Lu and his group.

Zhu Xian's expression became even uglier at that time. He never imagined that today's events would turn out like this.

Mr. Lu said in a deep voice, "Everyone is smart. Zhu Shouzuo is also smart. What we want to do today is related to eternity." Behind him came the sound of horse hooves, only to see a group of armored warriors dressed in white armor and riding tall horses surging out from the palace. The leader was none other than Hou Ling, who had disappeared with Mr. Lu!

The crowd was vast and vast, numbering nearly ten thousand. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhu Xian and the others. Xu Han looked over and discovered that the cultivation of these armored warriors was extremely high. Almost all of them were experts at the Netherpassage Realm and above. With such a number and cultivation, only the Heavenly Policy Army could accomplish it back then.

Xu Han suddenly understood that the Heavenly Policy Army was not completely dispersed, but that the time had not come, so how could it be used by him?

Facing such a situation, Zhu Xian's expression changed. He looked at Mr. Lu fiercely and remained silent.

Mr. Lu said solemnly, "Great Xia is eyeing you covetously. I'm not willing to fight again. I wish you the first seat, please hand over the military power of the Azure Dragon Army and dismiss the Greed Guards. From now on, you are still the first seat of the Great Zhou Department of Long Night. No …"

Hearing this, Zhu Xian finally let out a miserable laugh. He knew that today's matter could no longer be resolved, so he lowered his head and waved his hand with disappointment. When the people behind him saw him like this, they all put down their armor.

This result was perfect for Mr. Lu, and everything went unexpectedly smoothly.

And now, he was only one step away from that final step.

Thinking about it, these old men turned their heads to look at the youth beside them. At that time, the red-robed old man bowed respectfully to the youth.

"Prefecture Master, if we go here, the world will be at peace."

He said generously in a calm voice.

"I, Great Zhou, am eternally strong, and the people will not suffer any calamity."

"What the Manor Master has done today in the writing of the ink and brushes of the later generations will surely be a feat worshipped by all the people and worshipped for thousands of years."

"That's why this old man has the guts to beg, and all living beings look forward to it."

"Lord Manor Master, please die!"

Zhu Xian and the others, who thought that Xu Han was the new emperor who was about to ascend to the throne, were stunned.

Before they could regain their senses, the nearly ten thousand white-armored soldiers behind them got off their horses and knelt down towards Xu Han, saying loudly.

"Lord Manor Master, please die!"

The voice was vast and sorrowful.

It lingered in front of Wei Yang Palace, endlessly.

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