The coalition forces came at the cost of four hundred casualties!

Although there were still gunfires and killing shouts everywhere at this moment, everyone knew that the battle was at its most critical moment. Although Zhao Heng and the others were all scarred and blood was splattered in front and behind, no one was willing to retreat as victory was seen. From the gate to this power center, a large number of corpses fell down, including enemies and their own people, with heavy casualties.

There are only more than 100 left in the Zhou clan with 500 people, and there are nearly 300 left in the coalition of more than 700 people. The number of casualties between the two sides is very similar, but the survival power is deviated. Zhao Heng, who has almost three times the strength of the troops, is in an advantage, and the rest of those who can be left are first-class and good players, so the remaining more than 100 Zhou clan members have become ugly.

Everyone knows that the next battle will be even more tragic. Although the two sides only have a lineup of 400 people, it must be a contest of top combat power. The garden has already covered corpses, densely packed and bloody, showing the cruelty of the world. However, compared to Zhao Heng and others, Zhou's family is even more difficult to withstand the current scene. This is an invasion of outsiders.

It looks like a three-story circular building with a little shape, with a bit of an ancient Roman arena. From the ground to the entrance, there are a total of forty-nine stairs, representing supreme power, but this core part of the Zhou family will be erased from history from today.

"Zhao Heng, this is Zhou's family, this is the United States. If you come and play wild, do you know the consequences?"

"No one can be disrespectful to Zhou, and no one can be arrogant to Zhou, and you are not qualified to provoke us!"

They were very upset when they were blowing their beards and staring at each other. They were even more angry at Zhao Heng's boldness and arrogance, thinking that the latter had provoked their authority and violated the rules. Zhao Heng swept over these old men similar to Jiang Zhonghua, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Kill!"

The coalition forces that had already rushed to the way became even more warlike and murderous when they heard Zhao Heng's orders. The guns were all over and shot in close range, and then they flashed out cold weapons to fight. Zhao Heng pulled off a button, took out a Heng knife with his backhand and rushed forward. Situ Gui and the others followed Zhao Heng's footsteps and charged, and the two sides opened the curtain of the final battle.

The blade flashes! The murderous intent is scattered!

Four hundred people fought on the spot, but today welcoming a group of vicious invaders. Ximen Qing stood quietly with more than fifty people in the distance, with a solemn expression and no seriousness. After calculating the probability of winning by Zhao Heng and others, Ximen Qing turned his head slightly and left the Zhou gate.

There was chaos ahead, screams, sharp weapons, and fighting, one after another, and blood flowed down from the stairs, contaminating Zhao Heng's entire soles. However, he maintained a posture of neither sadness nor joy. At this time, the too strong desire for victory and fear became something very burdensome. Only by maintaining a calm mind can you achieve the final victory.

, like a tide, charge against the ladder. In such a large-scale chaotic death battle, the masked man rushing in front completely ignored the attack behind him. In less than a minute, two wounds appeared all over his body, but he didn't care at all.

The masked man didn't even look at the bleeding wound, but just held a white fan to charge. The more enemies he had, the more domineering he was, with a sense of courage as he fought. Four elite Zhou soldiers were surrounding him, and the sharp daggers fell down. The masked man waved his left hand forward and blocked it.

"when!"

The left hand with the arm guard blocked the four knives with a crisp sound, and stabilized himself from sinking. Then the masked man waved his right hand suddenly, and a white fan flashed with a sharp edge, and the four of them flew out directly. The masked man didn't even see their casualties. He leaped onto the toes and jumped up three steps, pierced the fan and stabbed out several white lights.

The three Zhou members who were facing each other could not dodge and fell to the ground with a muffled groan. Before they could struggle to get up, the masked man was already standing in front of them. The white fan suddenly rotated, and the sharp blade immediately took their lives. Blood burst out from their necks. When they fell to the ground, the masked man jumped over them.

"Swoosh!"

When a dagger was shot over without warning, the man in the mask shook his wrist and the white fan opened with a whizz, just blocking the sharp dagger. The special fan left a sharp mark. The next second, he kicked the falling dagger with his left foot, and the dagger shot back with a whoosh. A member of the Zhou family who rushed over fell to the ground with a humming groan, and the knife in his mouth was gone.

"Prince Kong!"

After the masked man opened the fan and turned into a familiar movement, he had endless shock and surprise on his face. Although the former still did not show his true face, his powerful murderous action clearly showed them the words "King Prince". They looked at the masked man in disbelief, with dry mouth.

Obviously they did not expect that Prince Kong was still alive, and they did not expect that Prince Kong followed the coalition forces to attack Zhou, but he still led the charge of killing. After a while of silence, he was full of murderous intentions. An old white-bearded man lit up Prince Kong and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill him! Kill this traitor! Kill this beast!"

No matter what achievements Prince Kong has made in the past or what difficulties he has, he has stained many brothers' blood, so Prince Kong must apologize for his death. With the shouting of the old man with white beard, more than a dozen Zhou masters surrounded him, and the swords and guns seemed to be trying to kill the traitor, and the scene became even more chaotic.

"Zhao Heng, did you kill Zhou Wuzi?"

When Prince Kong and his men took death and charged to make the scene even more bloody, Zhao Heng, who was rushing forward with a knife, also started a killing attack. Facing the Zhou master who was rushing, a sharp white light swung out quickly. One of the front opponents was cut into a knife with blood and fell down. When he fell, Zhao Heng stepped over his body and slashed at the other opponents with a clear sword as clear as water!

The sword energy is everywhere, the murderous energy is everywhere!

Three enemies standing in front of Zhao Heng died instantly. Zhao Heng stood upright and speared out his sword and spear. Blood was like rain. He killed all the enemies blocking the road and besieging. The narrow and ancient blue bricks were filled with smoke and murderous aura. The strange corpses on the ground made the place full of danger!

After more than twenty ladders broke out, Zhao Heng finally met a decent opponent, a middle-aged woman over 40 years old and similar to Zhou Qiqi. She looked at Zhao Heng in front of her with a sharp look, holding a small dagger in her hand, and blocking Zhao Heng's way with a quiet expression. Zhao Heng was too lazy to say more, kicked away a body blocking the way, and said lightly:

"how?"

"Kill you."

The woman who had long hair was tied up with a graceful and luxurious woman who was similar to Zhou Qiqi, dissipated the three-point kindness and calmness on her face, and a sharp murderous intent jumped in her eyes. The next second, she shook her right hand and rushed towards Zhao Heng with a small dagger. She was simply neat. Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, not thinking about who the woman was in front of him. He just wanted to flatten here at this moment.

Come with a knife!

The sharp Hengdao and the dagger collided in mid-air, with a crisp sound and sparks. The two who collided with each other immediately cracked due to the huge force, and the blood stained the knife handle red. However, compared to Zhao Heng who took a step back, the luxurious woman fell out five or six steps and then barely stopped after smashing the two of them. A trace of blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth uncontrollably.

The strength of the two sides was clearly visible. Zhao Heng glanced at the struggling woman, blew the injured and bleeding tiger's mouth, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and suddenly took two steps forward, his body suddenly flew into the air, Heng's body from bottom to top, Heng's teeth bit, and the small dagger opened the Zhao Heng's sword. Zhao Heng did not stop there, Heng's sword was raised high.

The thunder fell down without any stagnation, and the momentum was heavy and powerful, slashing down, domineering and heroic. The luxurious woman's face changed. She raised the dagger in her hand and blocked it with all her might. Zhao Heng and the knife were in a sideways and fell down with a bang, and the opponent's blade was hit hard. The advantage of the weapon was instantly reflected, and the small dagger broke into two pieces in an instant.

Mrs. Huagui, whose face changed drastically, subconsciously took a step back, and avoided the sharp blade with a slightly dull look at the woman who had escaped again, held the sword and slashed a passing enemy. Then she looked at Huagui's woman and said lightly: "You are not my opponent, and you are not a member of the Zhou family. You go, don't get this muddy water!"

The luxurious young woman threw the dagger on the ground and picked up a saber from the ground again. She responded to Zhao Heng with a cold tone: "I was born from Zhou, and died from Zhou's ghost! If you kill my husband and dare to invade my home, I have the obligation to seek justice from you!" Then she sighed sadly: "I didn't expect that I have been entangled with Qiao Xiyan in my life!"

"Twenty years ago, she gave me the happiness I am today, and twenty years later, her son destroyed my home!"

The next second, she jumped high from the ladder and shot towards Zhao Heng without hesitation. Although she knew that she was not Zhao Heng's opponent, she still tried her best to do what she believed. A light flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes, and he attacked the most passionate and thrilling close-fitting close combat. The swords in her hand were swung out repeatedly, and cold lights grew.

The confrontation of the lady was blocking with all her might, and the dangerous situation was everywhere. A small area with extremely limited but highly concerned blood-colored sword light flashed constantly, and eventually became a scarlet line of death. The cold wind passed by, and it continued. After ten moves, the lady fell into a disadvantage, her feet were disordered, and her face turned red, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

"when!"

Another heavy collision, the saber in the hand of the lady broke again, and there were more than ten bloody scars on her body. When she staggered back, the sword in Zhao Heng's hand was already close to her chest. While she closed her eyes and was waiting to die, Zhao Heng's wrist shook, and the blade turned into a back and hit the woman, and the latter fell out with a bang.

Zhao Heng wiped the blood from the blade with his fingers and looked at the woman who had lost her combat effectiveness coldly: "In recent years, you have been taking care of your husband and children, and you are still your mother's best friend. Today, we will meet you for the first time. We will give your mother a 70% face and Qiqi three% face. I won't kill you, but I hope this is your first and last attack, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"

An endless sadness surged from the face of the gorgeous lady, then she knelt on the ground with helpless look on her face and looked at the sky.

"kill!"

Zhao Heng ignored the actions of the lady Hua, and the European Bear King also threw over the enemies on both sides, pressing into the Central Palace with the final fighting spirit, the confrontation between the sabers, daggers, sharp arrows and even guns became more intense and crazy, and there was endless blood flowing.

They could not bear the pressure in their hearts, especially when they could see Zhao Heng's hideous face when they were closer, and the white beard shouted in a trembling voice: "These beasts! These devils!" At the moment of life and death, everyone is the most equal. High officials, civilians, nobles, children, women, no one can withstand the pressure of waiting for death and will collapse.

"boom!"

After giving nearly a hundred lives, without waiting for Zhao Heng to make any move, the European Bear King stepped forward and kicked with a loud bang. The thick wooden door broke instantly and fell inward, revealing the wide and dark hall. Situ Gui raised his hands and threw four flash bombs in, bursting out with a crackling wave of strong light.

When someone screamed inside, Zhao Heng, who was tilting his head, touched the corner of his mouth, and a bright smile appeared on his face. Then he began to charge with all his might. A large number of blood-covered coalition forces rushed forward. In less than two minutes, the three-story building shouted for killing. Zhao Heng wiped off the blood on his face, held the sword and slashed the three people in succession, and then rushed to the third floor.

In the entire battlefield, no one was Zhao Heng's opponent. Although the latter was physically and mentally exhausted, the Zhou members who faced Zhao Heng were unconsciously panicked. It seemed that they were facing wild beasts. After a few moves, they either died at Zhao Heng's hands and ran away quickly. No one was Zhao Heng's opponent. After repeated killing, Zhao Heng stood on the third floor.

At this moment, blood continued to sputter with the fire. From time to time, a sound of sounding sounds of soundless bullets sounded in the night sky. Next to the wide hall, a red blood mist rose. The fishy smell made people feel sick. Near the entrance, the bearded man stood!

His feet were filled with dead bodies, including members of the Zhou family, and coalition forces who wanted to lead the way. The blood was splashing like ink. The scene was extremely tragic. Four or five coalition forces were surrounded in front of the white beard, and they all showed hideous faces, and his long sad and fearful hiss at the fallen companions, and then roared and charged forward.

The sword light is like a rainbow!

The old man with anger on his face, his huge body was like an unshakable mountain of Tai. No matter how the coalition forces attacked, they did not take a step back. They forced themselves to fight the other party head-on, and knocked the opponents to the ground with one knife and one by one. His face was already covered with blood, but he didn't even wipe it. He was like an Asura to reap the lives of others.

When the old white-bearded man turned over the last snatcher member, he couldn't help coughing when he was panting. One sound, another sound seemed particularly harsh and frightening. He stood between his hellish broken limbs and his arms, his black clothes were covered with dazzling blood. He leaned down and leaned down with a knife to the ground, curling like a big shrimp, coughing in pain.

His pale face has turned gray and purple.

The thick blood slowly flowed down the blade, dyeing the gray staircase entrance into a red color, and then fusing with the blood of the corpse. This time the cough was longer and more intense than any other time. An irrepressible expression of pain appeared on the face of the white-bearded old man. Zhao Heng sneered and rushed up like a cheetah.

Swipe it out with one knife!

"Zhao Heng? Kill! Kill!!"

Seeing Zhao Heng rushing towards him and raising his head, the old white-bearded man was furious. After stopping coughing, he shouted like a madman. Then he held the long knife in his hand, and it flickered like a wind and rolled down towards Zhao Heng. He ignored his own protection and was completely a life-threatening fight. Zhao Heng greeted him, and the dazzling sword light made everyone think that lightning broke the sky.

"Swoosh"

With this sharp sound, thousands of light instantly condensed between the two of them, flying out of the white-bearded head and flew into the air. The headless body continued to move forward for two steps before falling to the ground and falling out of the stairs, dragging out a long bloodline, and shouting at their companions.

, ignoring the anger and murderous intent in their eyes, shook the sharp sword in their hands, sprinkled a series of blood on the wall, making him raise his head, looked at the more than ten people in front of him, and spoke casually: "Dear men, do you have any last words? If there is no last words, go down and get together with Zhou Wuzi as soon as possible."

, clenched his fists and roared quietly: "Bastard! You are not qualified! You are not qualified!"

"The Zhou family is sacred and inviolable. You must pay the price for today's behavior!"

"Swoosh!"

Zhao Heng stepped forward with a meteor, and another thunder slashed out, and another head rose into the air. Before the head above his head fell, Zhao Heng turned his blade and swept out an arc with his backhand. Then, Zhao Heng stepped into the group of high-powered old men, swung his swords one by one, and his head fell one by one!

Zhao Heng raised his right hand suddenly and threw the sword in his hand out. A dazzling light flashed and came out through his body. Zhao Heng took a step forward, pulled out the sword, and then kicked the body and head out of the balcony one by one, and shouted out anger:

", abandon the weapon and surrender!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining fierce battle stopped unknowingly, and Zhao Heng, who was arrogant on the balcony, had already been depressed, and his morale became even more silent. Zhou Wuzi died, Zhou Wenzi left, and the general situation of Zhou's manor was gone.

When the night sky returned to a little quiet, Zhao Heng, who had no enemy standing in front of him and behind him, ignored the rest of his hand and hand. He turned around and faced the entire third floor, with corpses and blood everywhere, but his attention was not focused on the dead. His eyes narrowed slightly and landed in the lobby on the east side of the third floor: "It's interesting!"

The decoration on the third floor is the same as that of the ancient palace.

The dragon chaise, jade seal, dragon robe, large tripod, four-dimensional image, scepter, dragon pattern are all things symbolizing imperial power and the country. However, there is still an empty place on the table, making the entire Emperor's Palace seem to be inadequate. Zhao Heng rubbed his painful head and dragged his tired body up. Naturally, he didn't care about any taboos.

He sat carelessly on the dragon chaise, looking down at the entire building and outside, then took out a box from deep in his arms, opened it and took out a small thing, Zhao Heng put the things in his hand on the empty place of the table, and a ray of light shone out from the table, illuminating the things Zhao Heng put on was crystal clear, and the words engraved became clear:

Heshi Bi!

The He family returns to the throne and the world is in power!

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