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Chapter 682

"Brothers, what are you waiting for? They are all here, no matter who he is!"

Chen Luotian suddenly shouted, and the people following him became crazy.

"That's right, this place is deep in the desert, and it's an underground palace. No matter what happens, outsiders can't know. Kill them and the treasure here will be ours."

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the sound of weapons being unsheathed could be heard all the time.

The next moment, earth-shattering shouts of killing filled the hall.

Zhao Rui couldn't help but frown. He came here just to take out all the treasures here, and he had no intention of fighting with these people.

Although the big merchants now dominate the world, they are still running out of resources and spending money everywhere. Take the Grand Canal connecting the north and the south as an example. It was planned two years ago, and the canal section between Beiyan and Southern Qi is in place.

Construction has been completed.

But because of insufficient money and food, there was no way to continue the subsequent construction.

"Stop!" Zhao Rui suddenly shouted: "I can give you a chance to put down your weapons and surrender immediately, which will explain all your sins."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was serious. Those who were following Chen Luotian also looked at Zhao Rui with surprised eyes.

The major crime of rebellion, according to the laws of Dashang, was a serious crime against the nine tribes. Even if Zhao Rui was the King of Zhao of Dashang, it was impossible to pardon all their sins just by talking.

"Don't believe it, everyone, he just wants to trick us into putting down our weapons!"

Chen Luotian shouted, then waved the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Rui, arriving in the blink of an eye.

"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Zhao Rui's eyes were full of disdain. He raised it slightly, and several sword lights swept out, directly cutting Chen Luotian's arms into pieces.

The screams suddenly sounded, making everyone present feel numb.

"It's so shameless!" Zhao Rui's anger reached the extreme: "If that's the case, then you all can stay here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ziyun next to him immediately drew out the sword from his waist, rushed over in a flash, and cut off several heads in the blink of an eye.

Meng Liangwei also reacted and immediately ordered his men to take action.

Cries of killing, screams, and the sound of weapons clashing instantly rang out in the hall.

Zhao Rui was not idle either, he drew out the King Yu Sword and waved it fiercely.

"I surrender!"

I don't know who shouted, and people nearby immediately echoed and put down their weapons.

In the end, Chen Luotian was left standing there blankly and at a loss.

Zhao Rui slowly walked up to him and placed the King Yu Sword on his neck. The charm of his body swept out at this moment, wrapping him up.

"I have been giving you opportunities just now, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish them. In this case, you can't blame me!"

"I surrender too!" Chen Luotian suddenly shouted and fell to his knees on the ground.

As a descendant of the Chen and Song royal families, he understands the principle of keeping the green hills and not worrying about running out of firewood.

If he died here today, Chen Song's last hope would be shattered.

But Zhao Rui was not willing to give him any chance at all, so he grabbed his neck and pressed him heavily to the ground.

"Too late!"

The voice was as cold as Shura's, making Chen Luotian's body tremble suddenly. Before he could react, Zhao Rui's hands suddenly exploded, releasing powerful internal energy.


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