Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

Early the next morning, Gu Man, Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuya, Xiao Wu, Wang Siming, Hu Liena and others were all wearing black clothes.

Zhu Zhuqing was holding the portrait of the late Zhu Yuan, while Zhu Zhuya was holding Dai Tianfeng's charges. They were walking openly on Baihu Street, and their destination was the Xingluo Palace.

Most of the ministers that Gu Man has won over are hiding in the dark at this time. After all, with Dai Tianfeng's strength, who can laugh in the end is not certain, but they are also afraid that Wuhun Palace has more back-ups. After all, the assassin Dolphin Douluo is in the city.

Dai Tianfeng came to the court in person this time and directly drove away his substitute. He looked at everyone and said coldly: "Where are the people in charge of the Prime Minister You, the Xingluo Bingma Division, the Diplomacy Division, and the Honglu Division?"

Prime Minister Zuo left work and said: "Your Majesty, they all took leave today and were at home, so they did not come to court..."

"Humph, what a coincidence." Dai Tianfeng sneered.

At this time, the guard entered the palace and reported: "Your Majesty, the Zhu family has arrived outside the palace gate holding Zhu Yuan's portrait, and thousands of people are following behind to watch..."

Dai Tianfeng sneered and said: "The ants are shaking the tree. These ants don't take me, Dai Tianfeng, seriously at all. If the tiger doesn't show off its power, will they think I'm a sick cat?"

"Your Majesty, I heard that Zhu Zhuqing is already a level 78 soul saint, and his strength should not be underestimated..." Prime Minister Zuo said.

"Why did this woman improve so quickly?" Dai Tianfeng wondered.

Prime Minister Zuo swallowed his mouth and said: "I heard that the Zhu family improved collectively after entering Crow Mountain, and that Zhu Zhuqing received the inheritance of the demigod Nether Ancestor, and..."

"And what? Don't hesitate." Dai Tianfeng said angrily.

"It is rumored that the Nether Clan is the orthodox royal bloodline of Xingluo, and their Zhu family is the family to which they are truly destined."

Before Prime Minister Zuo finished speaking, Dai Tianfeng smashed the jade railing with his palm.

It was related to the stability of the throne and the bloodline of the Dai family. Dai Tianfeng felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, even when the middle-level soul masters of the Star Luo Empire passed away.

"Prime Minister, please order the Royal Forest Army to execute those who attempt to rebel at all costs." Dai Tianfeng's words were like a knife.

Prime Minister Zuo said in astonishment: "Your Majesty, the average soul power of the Yulin Army is less than that of a soul king, so almost all of the Zhu family are soul kings, and Zhu Zhuqing is still a level 78 soul saint..."

"The Prime Minister is telling me that they are going to die? But so what? They are soldiers of the empire, and they should go through fire and water for the poor. Can't the three thousand imperial guards defeat a few soul kings? If the soul saints and the others can't defeat me, don't they still have me? ?" Dai Tianfeng said angrily.

"I understand." Prime Minister Zuo nodded in agreement.

Empress Zhu asked: "Your Majesty, where is the Array Douluo..."

Dai Tianfeng sneered and said: "That guy wants to hide in the dark and make a sneak attack? You should also weigh your own strength. A level 97 super Douluo is enough to dominate the world. I am almost the strongest among all previous emperors. How can I tolerate this person?" Provocation? Not even your Zhu family can do that."

Queen Zhu's heart suddenly thumped, thinking that Dai Tianfeng's dissatisfaction with the Zhu family had finally implicated herself.

Three thousand imperial guardsmen came out in full force. They all signed life and death certificates before going out, and their families' pensions had even been collected in advance. This battle was a near-death experience, and this battle was almost impossible to return.

The gate of Xingluo Palace opened. Zhu Zhuqing held his father's portrait in his hand and slowly stepped onto the white marble floor. As soon as the family stood still, they saw dense crowds of people coming from all directions.

The leader of the Royal Forest Army, Soul Emperor Chen He, raised his halberd and shouted: "You are not allowed to trespass in the important areas of the palace. Although you are the heroes, this is undoubtedly a treasonous act. Don't let yourself be infamy for the ages."

Gu Man walked to the front of the crowd. Although she was a Soul King, her son-in-law Wang Siming was beside her, so she didn't feel scared at all and was even a little excited.

She said coldly: "Rebellion? Eternal infamy? Commander Chen, what nonsense are you talking about? Dai Tianfeng killed my husband, what qualifications does he have to sit in this ninth-five position?"

"Mrs. Zhu, you must calm down and don't be instigated by people with ulterior motives. The Zhu family has always given birth to concubines. Wouldn't this bring shame to the ancestors?" Chen He advised.

"Bringing shame to our ancestors? Isn't it already the case now? Do you know who was the king of this continent 5000 years ago? What martial spirit was the number one martial spirit on the continent?

Now let me tell you, we are the Zhu family, the Nether Clan, and we are the orthodox ancient royal bloodline. "Gu Man said decisively.

As soon as Gu Man finished speaking, the surrounding crowd and the forces hiding in the dark began to become restless.

They didn't expect that the Zhu family's background was so deep, so they basically came to get their things back today, and it was up to them to see how Dai Tianfeng would end up.

Chen He was sweating profusely. When he saw that Gu Man was already eating weights, he shouted sternly: "The whole army obeys the order. The Zhu family has colluded with Wuhun Palace to overthrow the Xingluo regime. Everyone will be killed without mercy."

"Brother Siming, let me come." Xiao Wu immediately ignited her fighting spirit.

Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuya, and Gu Man all got into fighting stances. Only Zhu Zhuqing, who had the highest level of cultivation, looked at Wang Siming curiously because she knew that this man would never stand idly by.

Wang Siming waved his hand and said: "You are all people who have a grudge against Dai Tianfeng. You should focus your energy on dealing with that shrinking turtle in the palace. Let me deal with these little minions."

"Siming, be careful, lions are also afraid of wolves." Gu Man reminded kindly.

Wang Siming smiled at her, then turned his head and shouted: "Ruyi Golden Cudgel."

Then a black stick appeared in his hand, and Wang Siming picked up the stick and walked slowly forward.

In his eyes, those people have become like ants, artifacts that even titled Douluo cannot afford to mess with. How could these mortal mortals be able to withstand them?

Changing dynasties requires bloodshed and sacrifice. Wang Siming plans to use today's battle to stabilize the Zhu family for hundreds of years.

"Kill." The imperial guards shouted overwhelmingly, as if they were about to tear down the sky.

The inconspicuous long stick in Wang Siming's hand became hundreds of meters long at an incredible speed.

Wang Siming held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel as if he were holding a big tree.

Commander Chen He could not see Wang Siming's soul power. He shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't be afraid. This should be his soul skill. It should be vulnerable. Everyone, charge with me."

Huhuhu

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel swept across, sweeping away a large area, and then swept away another large area with a backhand sweep.

Titled Douluo couldn't withstand the huge impact, let alone these poor people whose average soul power was not even close to that of a Soul King.

Their bones were shattered by the strong gravity, and the three thousand imperial guards were beaten into a pile of flesh by the golden cudgel in an instant.

Wang Siming made a simple move and stunned everyone watching the battle, including Xingluo Prime Minister Zuo.

He crawled into the palace and said in panic: "Your Majesty, the Royal Guards are all finished..."