Douluo's first sword

Chapter 381

In the middle of the palace, His Highness Ziyang!
Fang Xuanyun calmly walked through the defenses of heavy armored soldiers like a stroll in the courtyard. Every time he took a step, large pieces of armored soldiers exploded, and clouds of blood mist rose up.

When he walked up the jade steps, the rear was already full of dead bodies and broken arms, and the blood stained the ground of the palace red!
"Is this guy a monster!"

The guards in golden armor all around were terrified, and they all stared at Fang Xuan in fear, as if seeing a terrifying ancient beast.They didn't even see Fang Xuan make a move, but everyone was almost dead, it was simply too scary.

"Black art! This must be black art! Maybe this guy is an evil soul master!" Someone speculated.

Not to mention the golden-armored guards guarding the palace, even Yi Liya and Zhang Yunlong, who were in the same camp as Fang Xuan, were stunned. They didn't expect him to be so strong.

Stepping into the heavily guarded Barak Palace was like strolling in a courtyard. Fang Xuan's calm expression and unparalleled strength shocked the two of them.

"You little brat, don't be too crazy, Barak Kingdom is not a place where you can be unrestrained!"

Suddenly, an angry roar soared into the sky, sweeping around like a strong wind.

The crimson flames were burning wildly, falling from the air at high speed like a meteorite, hitting the ground fiercely, only hearing a "boom", a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and a fiery red figure appeared in front of everyone.

This is an old man in a red robe with a red beard and hair. His whole body is burning like a torch. Under his feet, seven halos of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black rise up, shining brightly. , A violent momentum erupted, turning the faces of countless people present!

"Soul...Soul Saint!"

Looking at the seven halos, Illya's complexion changed drastically. For him, a commoner prince living among the people, the soul saint powerhouse is enough for him to look up to.

"That's... Grand Duke Baruch!"

Seeing the person coming, the golden armored guard was startled for a moment, and then became overjoyed, because this flame soul sage was none other than the well-known Duke of Baruch in the Kingdom of Barak.

The arrival of a soul sage powerhouse immediately boosted the morale of the guards of Barak Kingdom.

At the same time, the reinforcements from Barak Kingdom also arrived one after another, covering a large area, and the entire square was surrounded by water. There were more than a thousand people!

"The situation is not good, otherwise, we'd better run away."

A look of worry appeared on Zhang Yunlong's face. From the very beginning, he disapproved of Fang Xuan's plan to attack the palace. Now that he is completely surrounded by the army, it is difficult to escape.

"Want to leave? It's too late, the seventh soul skill - Flame Avatar!"

Duke Baruch sneered, and instantly activated his martial soul avatar, using the strongest means of the soul sage. He turned into a blazing fireball, wrapped in a billowing heat wave, and frantically killed Fang Xuan and the others.

"Haha, it's the flame avatar of Grand Duke Baruch, now that kid is dead."

Many guards in golden armor sneered and looked at Fang Xuan jokingly. No matter how strong this guy is, but he is still so young, it is impossible to block the full blow of a strong soul saint.

"Oops, no good, it's the spirit avatar, what should we do now!"

Yi Liya panicked, feeling the boundless and terrifying heat wave rushing towards her face, she hurriedly hid behind Fang Xuan, waiting for an unknown fate.

Under the gaze of countless mocking eyes, Fang Xuan calmly swung his right fist to meet Duke Baruch. When that ordinary fist landed on Huo Zhenzhen, the ground trembled suddenly, and there was an incomparably domineering feeling. The strength of the fist exploded.

"Boom!"

With a violent explosion sound, Duke Baruch's flaming body was directly smashed by Fang Xuan's punch, and his whole body was blown up, blood rained everywhere. If it is not issued, it will be instantly killed.

The whole place was silent!

After easily finishing off Duke Baruch, Fang Xuan crossed his arms, with a calm expression, and indifferently swept the golden armored guards around, saying: "Who will be the next one to die?!"

When the calm words came out, the hearts of the people jumped immediately, and even the soul sage was instantly killed with a single punch. The strength of this mysterious boy was too abnormal.

"It's too strong, it's really too strong, this Fang Xiaoniu... who the hell is he?!"

Yi Liya was in a daze, and looked at Fang Xuan in front of him in disbelief. When he was in a daze, Fang Xuan suddenly turned his head and said to him: "Your Highness, don't stand there stupidly, you are not here to inherit The throne?!"

"Ah... oh... yes, yes!"

Illya suddenly realized, and hurriedly said to the surrounding guards: "I am Illya Barak, the last heir of King Barak, and the legal heir to the throne!"

"Prince Illya? Is it really His Royal Highness?!"

Everyone was stunned for a while, some were happy and some were worried, the voices of discussion gradually sounded from all directions.

His Majesty the King is critically ill, and he hastily summoned Prince Ilia, who has been living among the people, to come back to inherit the throne. This is something that many people know, but is this handsome young man in front of him really Prince Ilia? People are not sure, they are all looking at Ilya with suspicious eyes!
At this time, Zhang Yunlong suddenly took out a golden token and proved to everyone: "This is His Majesty's golden arrow. I am the guard who has been staying with the prince in the name of the king and is responsible for protecting the prince. I can prove that Standing in front of you is Prince Illya, the future new king of Barak Kingdom!"

Looking at the glittering golden token, everyone finally dispelled their doubts, and they all showed ecstasy, knelt down to Illya, and respectfully said: "See Your Highness the Prince!"

Now the king is critically ill and the country's political situation is unstable. People in Barak Kingdom are eager for a new king to preside over the overall situation. Therefore, many people are waiting for Illya's arrival!

At this moment, a cold humming sounded.

"This guy is not Illya, but a liar!"

Before the words were finished, a luxurious figure stepped out of the Ziyang Palace quickly. It was not Queen Alice, but who it was.

She looked gloomy, her pretty face covered with frost, coldly pointed at Ilya below, and said decisively: "I just received the news that Ilya was assassinated and died unfortunately, this guy is a counterfeit, a fake! "

The queen's voice of doubt caused an uproar in the crowd. For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to believe Illya's words or Alice's words.

"That's right, I can prove that this person is definitely not Illya."

Roderick appeared behind Alice and unswervingly supported the queen's point of view. In the current Barak Kingdom, after the king and queen, the most powerful person is of course Luo, who is the national teacher. Derek is gone.

His correction made many people's balance start to tilt towards the queen. After all, two to one, many people began to choose to believe in the queen, and cast doubtful eyes on Ilya.

"Ma'am, we are all one family, why do you frame me again and again?!"

Ilya bit her lip and said to the queen: "After I inherit the throne, you will be my mother, and I will respect you like my own son!"

"Hehe, you impostor, stop pretending."

Alice sneered, and looked at Illya with sarcasm in her eyes. She knew that the handsome young man in front of her was the king's illegitimate son, but so what, she was just a lowly commoner, and she would never allow Illya to inherit Throne!
"I swear on the honor of my teacher, the person in front of me is definitely not Prince Illya!" Roderick swore.

Alice and Roderick, a queen and a national teacher, worked hand in hand, sang a double reed there, and decided that Ilya was a counterfeit.

Poor Yi Liya is too naive and kind, she is not a match for the two political veterans here, her eyes are red with anxiety, and she is helpless in front of the two.

At this time, Fang Xuan finally couldn't stand it any longer, and said lazily, "Hey, are you guys over yet?"

"Hmph, where did the lifeless brat come from?!"

Roderick frowned slightly, he didn't like to be interrupted. Those sharp eyes, like a falcon, locked on Fang Xuan at once, and the chill flowed.

However, Fang Xuan had a calm expression on his face, as if he did not feel the strong pressure from Roderick, he smiled faintly at Ilya beside him:
"Ilya, there is something I have to tell you, this world...is not made out of quarrels, but with fists!"

The moment the words fell, Fang Xuan's eyes gradually sharpened, and the terrifying murderous aura of the Titled Douluo level was unreservedly released, and the whole palace trembled crazily...

Everyone present was shrouded in boundless fear!

(End of this chapter)