Chapter 315: Battle in the Imperial Palace

"Goron!"

Xue Beng and Xue Xing turned pale immediately. The appearance of Ge Long showed that their plan was completely under Xue Qinghe's control.

This is terrible. The reason why the two were able to keep their wealth and glory was because of Xue Ye's last wishes, but now they are involved in treason and have been caught red-handed. Now, even if Xue Qinghe wants to kill them, no one in the court will say a word against it.

Ning Fengzhi's expression was also extremely ugly, but at this point he had no way back, and this was the only solution now.

"kill!"

Ning Fengzhi's usually elegant face was now filled with a chilling murderous aura: "Everyone listen, if you want to survive, rush over and kill Xue Qinghe and Ge Long. This is our only chance!"

"Yes, brothers, kill!"

Xue Beng and Xue Xing seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and immediately urged their troops to attack.

As long as Xue Qinghe and Ge Long died, the army of Tiandou Empire would be leaderless. As princes with the highest status and the most orthodox bloodline among the royal family members, they would have enough capital to grant them official titles, promise them high positions and generous salaries, and win over the army to their use.

The emperor and the generalissimo are both dead, who can they work for?

"If you are stubborn, kill me!"

Ge Long roared and commanded his troops to attack the enemy.

Although the army under Goron's command was several times larger than that of the enemy, and all of them were elite troops with the best equipment, dealing with the army that was lured by Avalanche and Xuexing with various benefits was undoubtedly like using an elephant to crush an ant.

The only thing that made them feel difficult was the team of thousands of soul masters centered around the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's soul masters. With the assistance of hundreds of Seven Treasures Glazed Tower's soul masters, the combat power unleashed by these thousands of soul masters was no less than that of tens of thousands of troops. With the fierce fighting of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's soul masters, the two sides were evenly matched for a while.

"Uncle Jian, take down Ge Long!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes turned slightly cold, and with a cold shout, Sword Douluo Chenxin, dressed in a snow-white robe, stepped on the flying sword and rushed towards Ge Long like lightning.

Bone Douluo was left in the sect by Ning Fengzhi. All the elite members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had gone out at this moment, and only some old, weak, women and children were left in the sect. A strong man who could hold the situation had to be left behind.

"Marshal Gelong, surrender!"

But in the blink of an eye, Jian Douluo appeared in front of Gelong.

"You traitor, you are dreaming!"

Golong roared, and eight best-matched soul rings, two yellow, two purple and four black, rose up. A huge beast with a sword in its mouth and a jackal's body and a dragon's head appeared behind him.

Yaju!

Golong's martial soul is surprisingly similar to that of Yazi, the second son of the nine sons of the dragon. Of course, it is just a form, and there is not a single trace of true dragon blood in Golong's martial soul.

However, even so, Golong's martial soul is still an extremely powerful martial soul. It's just that compared to cultivation, Golong likes military more, so he delayed his cultivation and could only stop at the level of Soul Douluo for the rest of his life.

"The eighth soul skill, Wrath of Yazhen!"

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire have cooperated for many years and know each other well. Ge Long is naturally aware of the strength of Jian Douluo, and he did not hesitate to use his strongest soul skill at the first opportunity.

The fake Jiaozi behind Gelong opened its bloody mouth and let out an earth-shaking roar containing terrifying soul power fluctuations as it surged towards Jian Douluo.

"The fifth soul skill is shocking everywhere!"

The fifth soul ring on Jian Douluo's body lit up, and the powerful Seven Killing Sword Qi burst out, turning into a tremendous pressure, instantly defeating Golong's eighth soul skill and heading straight for Golong.

boom!

The terrifying sword energy exploded, Ge Long spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards from the tiger's back.

Chen Xin followed closely and slashed with his sword, aiming straight at Ge Long.

At this critical moment, a pitch-black spear suddenly fell from the sky and blocked Chen Xin's sword for Gelong.

Ge Long is different from other royal priests, he is the top military figure in the Tiandou Empire. There are many powerful people in the Nine Star Palace, but there is no outstanding commander who can command millions of troops to fight on the battlefield. Therefore, Ge Long cannot die when the continent has not been unified.

“Soul-Breaking Spear, are you Yang Wudi?”

Chen Xin frowned slightly. The Pozhi Clan was once one of the four affiliated clans of the Haotian Sect. The Soul-Breaking Spear was not unfamiliar to him.

What shocked him was that the recoil force from the Seven Kill Sword just now actually caused his soul power fluctuations to become disordered for a moment.

Yang Wudi, even stronger!

"That's right, Jian Douluo!"

Yang Wudi slowly appeared, and with a wave of his hand, the Soul-Breaking Spear returned to his hand. At the same time, nine soul rings were successively put on the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The moment the nine soul rings appeared, Jian Douluo's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly. Although he had expected Yang Wudi to become stronger, he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Judging from the soul power fluctuations emanating from Yang Wudi, I'm afraid his soul power is no less than level ninety-five.

How is this possible?

Jian Douluo couldn't believe what he saw. Yang Wudi was of the same generation as him, and Jian Douluo had heard of his past.

A Soul Douluo who is still stuck at level 82 at the age of 80 will probably never be able to break through to the level of Titled Douluo in his lifetime, let alone reach level 95, a watershed that is difficult for even Titled Douluos to cross.

Could this be the foundation of the Nine Star Palace?

Even with Jian Douluo's temperament, he couldn't help but have some inappropriate thoughts at this moment.

With Yang Wudi's qualifications, he can reach such a level. If he joins the Nine Star Palace, can he surpass his father and grandfather and reach the ninety-ninth level?

Jian Douluo dared not even think about reaching the hundredth level.

Yang Wudi saw all the changes in Jian Douluo's expression. His heart was filled with relief and gratitude towards Xiao Yu. If Xiao Yu had not personally invited him to join the Nine Star Palace, he would never have had the chance to stand in front of Jian Douluo in this way in his life.

"Sword Douluo, today I will use you as my first opponent after I become a Titled Douluo. My title is Soul Breaker!"

Yang Wudi shouted loudly, and the explosive soul power filled with sharp aura was suddenly released. The black light on the Soul-Breaking Spear surged, and all the momentum of his body was concentrated on this spear, and he stabbed straight at Jian Douluo.

Feeling the fierce murderous aura emanating from the Soul-Breaking Spear, Jian Douluo finally came to his senses. He snorted angrily, and sword energy even more powerful than the one he used against Ge Long burst out from his body. With one sword, he slashed towards the Soul-Breaking Spear.

clang!

There was a loud sound of metal clashing, and the entire venue shook at this moment. The violent fluctuations of soul power caused both sides in the fight to pause for a moment.