Douluo: My martial spirit can summon the heavens

Chapter 277 Instant Kill Contra

"Contra, you really scared your dad to death."

Zhu Wuli's sudden taunt made Jia Nan and the ministers behind him a little stunned. However, just as Jia Nan was about to retaliate, a gust of wind suddenly hit from behind.

These ministers themselves were not very strong, and most of them did not even reach the Soul Sect level. The strong wind howled and blew them around.

Jia Nan was hit by the minister behind him and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, a strong hand suddenly grabbed his neck.

Jia Nan just breathed a sigh of relief, and then she felt like she was floating up. When she lowered her head, she saw that she was already several meters above the ground.

Contra Liu Daorong beside him was the first to react, and with a loud shout, a nine-ring sword came out and slashed into the air.

"Oh, it's just Contra."

A low sneer full of contempt, although the sound was not loud, made everyone present feel deafening.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in Liu Daorong's heart, and the next moment he suddenly felt as if his Overlord Sword had hit an iron wall.

Liu Daorong subconsciously looked up and saw the last scene in his life.

A golden light.

The golden light flickered, and everyone in the hall couldn't help but close their eyes, but the moment before their eyelids fell, they seemed to see another flash of bright red.

After a while, people finally felt that their eyes were no longer stinging. When they slowly opened their eyes, they saw a scene that made their hair stand on end.

Liu Daorong, the powerful eighty-fourth level Contra, died.

The body and head are in different places.

The expression on his face still retained the fear and disbelief he had before his death.

Jia Nan was brought to Zhu Wuwu's side, his trembling eyes and his mouth so wide that he could almost fit a fist into it all told the shock and confusion in his heart at this time.

"Do you want to kill this guy too?"

At this time, the plain but endlessly majestic voice sounded again. Everyone turned around and followed the sound, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with six wings standing next to Zhu Wuwu.

What frightened everyone the most was that there were nine dazzling soul rings at the feet of such a middle-aged man.

Titled Douluo!

Everyone gasped, and they finally knew why Liu Daorong was killed in the blink of an eye. It was because the person who took action was a powerful titled Douluo, one of the few people who stood at the top of the entire continent.

Jia Nan, who was caught in Qian Daoliu's hand, suddenly trembled and shouted in panic: "No, you can't kill me!"

"Why, Jia Nan, are you scared now? Where did the arrogance just now go?" Zhu Wulan mocked.

"Zhu Wu...you, Lord Youming, you have a lot of knowledge. Don't be ignorant of me. I was just talking nonsense. I never thought about being an emperor. How can I have the qualifications? The position of emperor is still Only you, Lord Netherworld, are qualified to sit."

Jia Nan said with a flattering look on his face, "Flattery is also a unique skill passed down by their family. Otherwise, the Jia family would not have been suppressed by the royal family for so many years in the Star Luo Empire. After all, it was very comfortable to lick the emperor on weekdays."

"Haha, Jia Nan, stop talking about these vain nonsense. It is impossible for me to keep you. Your Jia family is too powerful. I will continue to keep you. No matter who takes the throne in the end, you They are all the biggest threats. You are a smart person, it shouldn't be difficult for you to understand, right?" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhu Wuli's eyes.

Jia Nan suddenly became anxious and shouted quickly: "Zhu Wuwu, you can't kill me. I have 300,000 troops stationed in Xingluo City. If I don't send them a signal at noon, they will attack Xingluo City. If you start indiscriminate massacre, you don’t want to watch Star Luo City become a river of blood!”

Zhu Wuyi's pupils shrank, and his eyes flickered.

When Jia Nan saw that Zhu was ignoring the silence, she thought that he was afraid of something, so her tone became a little more forceful: "Mr. Youming, Jia's words were disrespectful before. Please forgive me, but I still hope that we can put aside our past grudges and achieve mutual benefit and win-win results."

"Oh? How can we put aside the past grudges and achieve a win-win situation?" Zhu Wuwang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I will hand over the position of emperor to Lord Netherworld, and then I will take my family away from the imperial capital and settle down in a corner."

Jia Nan said it seriously, but anyone who is not a fool will understand that this is purely a delaying tactic.

Qian Daoliu, the titled Douluo, put too much pressure on them, but they believed that a big shot of this level could never be Zhu Wuwu's subordinate, and must have been invited by him for the huge benefits he paid.

As long as Qian Daoliu leaves, Jia Nan can regroup and launch another attack on the throne. With Zhu Wuli's strength, he will never be able to resist him.

Of course, Jia Nan was also gambling. He was betting that Zhu Wuli was not so cold-blooded and ruthless, and that Zhu Wuli would let him go for the sake of the people of Xingluo City.

Zhu Wulan thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Your proposal is a good one."

When Jia Nan heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, but before he could be happy for a few seconds, Zhu Yili's next words completely knocked him into the bottom.

"But I accept it."

"Why!" Jia Nan was horrified, "Do you want to watch Xingluo City be washed with blood? Do you think the majestic imperial capital is bleeding like a river!"

"Of course I don't want to see it, but is there any inevitable connection between this and letting you go?" Zhu Wuying asked.

"I have three hundred thousand troops stationed outside the city, three hundred thousand!" Jia Nan emphasized loudly.

"Haha, three hundred thousand, you really scared me."

The same ridicule as before, Jia Nan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the north, and then a piece of light red smoke floated in the sky.

Everyone turned their attention to the northern sky, but Jia Nan's face turned pale and pale at the same time, as if he were mourning for an heir.

Seeing his expression, Zhu Wulan understood clearly and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Jia Nan, do you want to go and see your 300,000 troops together?"

Jia Nan's eyes were blank, as if he didn't hear Zhu Wuli's words at all, and muttered to himself.

"How is this possible, how is this possible..."

With a wave of Qian Daoliu's sleeved robe, a strong wind swept across, and Zhu Wuwu and Jia Nan disappeared into the hall in an instant.

With the terrifying strength of Qian Daoliu, an extreme Douluo, he could travel more than ten kilometers away in less than half a minute, where Jia Nan's 300,000-strong army was stationed.

However, it was completely different from the highly disciplined and orderly team that Jia Nan imagined. At this time, the soldiers were like eggplants beaten by frost. They were lying on the ground wilted for a while, their faces were sallow, as if they were exhausted, and they had no momentum at all. None, except for some moaning from time to time.

"Hey~yo~~Hey~~~Hmm~~~~"

“It’s uncomfortable~~~oh oh oh~~~”

Seeing this scene, Zhu Wuwu felt a little surprised. Although Wang Bin vowed to tell him that even a million-strong army could be solved by himself, that was just an understatement after all, which was completely different from the shocking reality of the true scene in front of him.

"My son-in-law is really something."

(End of this chapter)