Group Chat: the Unlimited Crit of the Peerless Prince

"The third brother knows me!" Chu Jiu couldn't help laughing.

"But you...!" Chu Ge looked at the dragon chair, but didn't understand.

Now that you have become the Emperor of Chu, why do you want to decentralize power?

He doesn't understand.

Don't dare to ask too much.

The current Xiao Jiu made him unable to understand.

"You...!" Murongde said furiously again, "When death comes, you still assign the throne? Chu Gan, if I were you, I would wash it up quickly, and then lead your concubine, your children, to a row outside Kneel down and wait for the trial of Shenhuozong. Maybe your Chu family can still retain a trace of blood, otherwise, you will be slaughtered and no one will be left!"

"That's right!" Patriarch Ximen stepped out, pointed at Chu Jiu and the others, and yelled loudly, "Unexpectedly, a little villain would dare to kill the messenger. Who gave you the courage? You are really insane! It’s fine if you don’t care about your Chu family, and you will implicate us and hundreds of millions of people in our Chu country. Chu Jiu, your crime is heinous, your crime is heinous, and your crime cannot be punished. "

"Ximen Shang, be bold!" Chu Gan was furious, but suppressed his anger forcefully, then looked at his son and said, "Since you killed the envoy, you must have known it well, then I will pass the throne to you now! Next, I will leave it to you to handle. But you have to remember one thing, before making any decision, think about our Chu family, think about the people of Chu!"

"Father, don't worry!" Chu Jiu nodded solemnly.

He turned his gaze, looked at Ximen Shang, and smiled.

cold!

very cold!

very cold!

Ximen Shang was startled, his expression changed drastically, he took a few steps back, pointed at Chu Jiu and said, "Are you trying to kill me?"

"If I don't kill you, don't you still pollute your sight?" Chu Jiu said, and walked in front of the opposite party in one step.

"Really think you can cover the sky with one hand?" Ximen Shang pointed his finger at Chu Jiu's heart.

His strength is also no small matter, he is at the pinnacle of a master.

But for Chu Jiu, it was too weak!

"Ximen, Huan Shang, this name is really mournful!" After Chu Jiu finished speaking, he struck first, blasted his fingers with one punch, and then pierced the opponent's body.

The power fluctuated, and it split into four or five, blood spilling into the hall.

A beep sounded in his head.

"Ding: You killed Ximen Shang, and gained 6666 million points of merit after [-] critical strikes!"

Chu Jiu couldn't help being stunned, not only surprised, but also shocked.

To kill a person and get more than 6000 million merit points?

Or four six?

Too fucking six.

However, it can also be seen how insane Ximen Shang is, and his sins are serious. Excluding the critical strike, the karma is more than 6000!

"That's all for one, and there are three other kings with different surnames, and their family members!"

Thinking of this, Chu Jiu's heart beat wildly.

It's only a moment between thoughts.

At this time, all the ministers in the hall lost their colors.

Killing the envoy is fine, even though he has a noble status, he is an outsider after all.

And what about Ximen Shang?

It's a king with a different surname!

The prince of the current dynasty actually said to kill him!

So cool!

"You still dare to kill people?" Murong De's voice was sharp, and he flew out suddenly, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Old Ancestor, help!"

"Help? Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, he can't save you!"

As Chu Jiu said, she came to the back of the opponent in a flash, took a look outside and ignored it, and shot directly.

Swah...!

Murong De wiped his waist, and a soft sword appeared, ignoring Chu Jiu's attack, the tip of the sword stabbed at Chu Jiu's throat with a flick.

It's all about dying together.

Chapter 53 The sky is full of wind and clouds, peerless confrontation, life and death

Facing Murong De's backhand sword, Chu Jiu could easily dodge, but he didn't dodge, but blasted the opponent with a punch.

Ding!

The tip of the sword also landed on his throat, but there was a sound of gold and iron clanging, leaving only a white mark, and it didn't pierce the skin at all.

A prompt sounded in Chu Jiu's mind: "Ding: You killed Murong De, after ten thousand times the crit boost, you got 7266 million merit points!"

It made him grin.

"It's really a big evil hidden in the court!"