Chapter 1240

In front of the unparalleled army, Li Huating raised his head.

Looking up at the flustered guards and the emperor's ministers on the wall of the Imperial Palace, Li Huating's handsome face showed a sneer.

"Surrender without killing!"

A light drink came from Li Huating's mouth and reverberated over the imperial city.

After hearing Li Huating's light drink, Beiliang soldiers standing behind Li Huating all went out of their scabbard to drink.

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender without killing!"

The evil spirit swept through the sky, and Li drank to shatter the floating clouds!

Above the Imperial City, no matter guards the soldiers, or the emperor Zhao Qingyin and a group of ministers, they all look pale and their bodies are fragile.

Tinkle!

The sound of weapons colliding with bricks.

A guard of the imperial city fell over the wall with his weapon because he was too frightened.

It's like a signal.

On the wall, the sound of weapons colliding with bricks and stones was heard continuously!

Tinkle!

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Putong!

Putong!

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a strange sound came from Zhao Zhenyin.

Zhao Zhenyin turned around stiffly, and then he found that all the ministers he had always valued and relied on fell to their knees!

"You, you!"

Zhao Zhenyin shook his body and pointed out his dry fingers to a group of ministers.

"Disorderly subjects and thieves!"

"You are all rioters and thieves!"

Zhao Zhenyin's white and tidy hair was scattered, and his eyes were bloodshot at the moment.

Like a madman!

Zhao juanyin leaned over and picked up a long sword thrown down by the guard. He raised his finger to the minister who fell on his knees.

Minghuang's blade slightly shakes, and Zhao's voice hoarse, "Damn it!"

"Damn you all!"

"Disobedient officials and thieves, kill!"

Zhao Zhen Yin stabbed a minister in the chest with a long sword in his hand.

"Ho ho..."

the minister did not expect that Zhao would suddenly hurt the killer.

His chest was pierced, and the minister fell over the wall in a short breath, without breathing.

"Next..."

Zhao Zhenyin pulls out the bloody sword and shakes the blade to find the next target.

"It's you!"

Zhao juanyin walked disorderly in front of the Minister of the Fenghua Empire, who wanted to stab him with his sword.

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p; "crazy!"

"He's crazy!"

Minister who is willing to die obediently, hurriedly climbed up, pointed to Zhao Qingyin and shouted.

All the officials around changed their faces, and they got up to stay away from Zhao.

Zhao juanyin waved his long sword at random and wanted to kill a number of ministers.

"Run! He's crazy! "

"Holy madness! Let's run! "

"Go away! Don't stop me! ""Open the gate and let Lord Li enter the imperial city!"

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"wheeze... Wheeze"

Zhao Qingyin, a sword in his hand, supported his knee with one hand, bent over and gasped heavily.

"You, you... Hoo... Are all rioters and thieves!"

For a long time, Zhao Jianyin stood up straight, looked around a group of officials far away from him, and gave a bleak laugh in his mouth.

"Ha ha..."

"I am the emperor of Fenghua empire!"

Walking in a disorderly pace, Zhao Qingyin reached the wall of the imperial city with his sword.

Looking down at the Beiliang army under the wall and Li Huating standing in front of the array.

Zhao Zhenyin's hair is scattered, staring at his bloodshot eyes and shouting, "Li Huating!"

"Even if I am alone, I will fight you to the end!"

"Fenghua empire is mine!"

"No one can take it!"

The gate of the city is wide open.

Li Huating ignores the clamour of Zhao Qingyin and leads the army into the imperial city.

Dada ·

a sound of footsteps ascended the tower.

Li Huating walked slowly to Zhao Qingyin.

Zhao Qingyin watched Li Huating getting closer and closer, and his old body trembled slightly.

Tinkle!

As soon as the dry palm of his hand was loosened, Zhao's long sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

Li Huating stopped.

Looking up at Zhao Qingyin, who looked scared, Li Huating raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you want to fight me to the end?"

"Zhao Zhenyin, it seems that you are not as brave as you said!"

Putong!

Zhao Zhenyin's legs were soft and he fell to his knees.

A gorgeous Dragon Robe was covered with dust.

"Lord Li, I am"

"I am a useless man!"

"Fenghua empire is yours now. Would you please let me go?"

Zhao Zhenyin looks up at Li Huating, his face full of pleading.

Kneeling on the ground, his knees moved forward, and Zhao Zhenyin came to Li Huating.

"Let me go, will you? I don't want to die! "

Li Huating looked at the once mighty emperor, but now he knelt down in front of himself.

With a twinkling of cold in his deep eyes, Li Huating said in a cold voice, "from the moment when the news of my father's and mother's death came back to beiliangcheng"

"I will swear that one day, I will let you kneel on the ground and beg me!"

"But"

Li Huating's handsome face raised a sneer, "no matter how you ask me, you will die!"

Zhao Zhenyin's face was as pale as a dead wood, his arms sagging down at his waist and collapsing to the ground.

"Ha ha"

"ha ha"

"I have led the Fenghua empire for 30 years!"

"I have enjoyed all the splendor and wealth, but I didn't expect to end up here!"

Zhao Zhenyin looks up at Li Huating, the color of fear on his face slowly disappears.

"But before I die"

"I will also hold you for burial!"As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Qingyin put his hands on his waist and twisted them on the jade buckle of his belt.

Shua!

A black shadow came out of Zhao's waist, aiming at Li Huating!

"Be careful, young man!"

At the moment when Zhao Zhenyin put his hand, Honglian, standing at the side of Li Huating, was shocked.

The subconscious twist of Jiao's body blocked Li Huating's body!

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of the mouth of the red lotus, stained with Li Huating's white fur.

"Honglian"

Li Huating looks at Honglian, who is full of breath, and his face is unbelievable.

"How could this happen?"

"Red lotus, don't scare me!"

Zhao Qiyin, kneeling on the ground, did not expect that he was stopped by a woman with a fatal blow.

"Ha ha..."

"that's what God meant, that's what God meant!"

Zhao's bleak voice awakened Li Huating.

In the dark eyes, Li Huating held his sword in one hand and turned around.

Zheng!

Gulu and Lulu ·

the sword crossed Zhao's neck.

A moment later, Zhao's head rolled to the ground.

Tinkle!

Li Huating fell to the ground with a long sword in his hand, holding Honglian's body in his hands.

"Royal doctor! Go to the royal doctor! "

Honglian struggles to raise her hand and touch Li Huating's face.

"No, it's not necessary"

"childe, Honglian has to go"

"unfortunately, in this life, Honglian can't continue to serve childe ·"