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Chapter 965 Attacking the Palace

Chapter 965 Attacking the Palace
Heart beating like a drum, Feng Jun came to hold his heart, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said: "Let Lu Zhan keep an eye on it, let's wait for news here."

"Yes." The guard retreated in response, and Feng Jun felt much better when he came here. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace again. Could it be that he really can't win?
Could it be that he has the strength of a pavilion master?How is this possible, how old is he, a Nascent Soul who is less than 20 years old, how is this possible!

Feng Jun came to think that he must be crazy. It is rare to see a Jindan state under the age of 20. If that person is a Nascent Soul, God is not blind. Is there a word of fairness in this world?
I don't know if there is a word of fairness in the world, maybe there is or not, anyway, Li Dongyang is really a master of Yuanying, which is why Li Dongyang is full of confidence and let Prince Xian make trouble.

It is said that the sound of the drum needs a heavy hammer, but Li Dongyang really put in a lot of effort this time to clean it up, so as to save endless trouble in the future.

At the same time, in the depths of the vast grassland, a group of elites made a high-profile appearance holding the blood wolf flag. Wherever they pass, they will either surrender or die!

The leader is tall, with a beard and a scar across half of his cheek. He is the blood knife king who escaped back then.

It's just that the aura exuded by the Blood Knife King at this time is not an innate master. If Li Dongyang was here, he would be surprised to find that the Blood Knife King is also a Nascent Soul!
Of course, if Feng Jun came to see it, he would shout that God is blind!
There are not many elites behind the Blood Knife King, only about 3000 people. Of the casualties and injuries of the subordinates who fled with him back then, only these veterans of many battles are left.

The goal of their comeback is very clear, that is revenge!

Back then, Mobei was tortured miserably, without breath and seriously injured, and left a large piece of territory to flee to the end of the world. How did he lose it back then, and how will the Blood Knife King get it back now.

As the king of Mobei, this is his responsibility and his lifelong pursuit. In order to achieve this goal, he can sell himself to the devil.

The bell of Zishi rang, and the capital city of Wu Kingdom was awakened by the sound of dull footsteps. Countless people were trembling, only a few bold ones peeped out from the crack of the door.

Sitting in the Hall of Rende, Li Dongyang listened to the sound of footsteps in the distance, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He must ask Prince Xian carefully, why did he rebel?

To tell the truth, Li Dongyang couldn't figure it out, Meng Kexin treated the offshoots of the Meng family really well, and was even better to Prince Xian, otherwise he wouldn't be able to account for a word of Xian.

Ordinarily, Prince Xian should be satisfied. You must know that his contribution to the restoration of the Wu Kingdom was not the greatest. In terms of rewards for meritorious deeds, it is the Zhou family, the Qiao family, and the Kong family that should be crowned kings, not Prince Xian.

Li Dongyang has never hypnotized Prince Xian, in order to let Prince Xian speak out by himself.

"My lord, the army has passed Zhuque Avenue and arrived at the gate of the palace." Eunuch Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, his face was full of fear.

"En." Li Dongyang didn't even lift his eyelids, and when they reached the gate of the palace, they would have no way out, and they could die.

"My lord, the people from the Phoenix Pavilion have appeared." Shitou ran in from outside, with an excited smile on his face, finally able to have a good fight.

"Who is leading the team?" Li Dongyang raised his eyelids, and finally became interested. The Phoenix Pavilion was the one he was waiting for.

"The leader is an old man, and there are more than 30 people behind him. They should be the elites of the Phoenix Pavilion hidden in Wu Kingdom." Shitou replied.

"Very good, not one left." Li Dongyang stood up with a wave of his hand, he wanted Wu to have no soil for the Phoenix Pavilion to survive after today.

"Yes." Shitou led the order to retreat and continued to monitor all directions. Today is destined to be a troubled night.

Prince Xian walked in the middle of the team wearing his armor, his face full of complacency. He didn't expect the rebellion to go so smoothly, even reaching the palace without encountering resistance.

Thinking about it, Li Dongyang had already died of poisoning at this time, hehe, a wild species is also worthy of getting involved in the Meng family!
"My lord, are you going to attack the palace gate now?" General Wang stepped forward and asked, the old man's face was also full of excitement.

"Attack, I will sit in the Hall of Rende before dawn." Prince Xian waved his hands excitedly and shouted loudly.

"Here!" General Wang took the order and personally led the troops to attack the palace gate.

For a moment, there was a lot of shouting and killing in front of the gate of the palace, arrows rained down, and the screaming merged into one, making it difficult to distinguish the enemy from ourselves.

Li Dongyang walked up to the viewing tower, looked down at the battle in front of the gate of the palace, his eyes fell on the middle of the team, and Prince Xian was watching the battle on a tall horse.

Next to Prince Xian was an old man in white clothes, white beard and white hair. The old man had a fierce look, his eyes were icy cold, and he could tell he was a guy who had killed too much.

This person is Feng Jiu, the Dharma protector sent by the Phoenix Pavilion to guard the ancestral grave. Behind Feng Jiu, he followed the elite disciples of the Phoenix Pavilion hidden in the Wu Kingdom. The lowest strength is also innate.

In fact, in Feng Jiu's eyes, these people are just chickens and dogs. They can't be regarded as entering the hall if they haven't entered the Qi Refining Realm, and they can only be considered as entering the house after entering the Foundation Establishment Realm.

It's just that Wu's general strength is not high, which sets off the innate strength so strong. In Feng Jiu's eyes, these people are just playing a child's house.

Feng Jiu wouldn't have appeared here if she hadn't received Feng Jun's invitation. Of course, Feng Jun's coming may have brought great benefits.

That is, after taking down the state of Wu, Feng Junlai will help Feng Jiu intercede and transfer Feng Jiu back to the headquarters of the Phoenix Pavilion. This is the place that moves Feng Jiu.

As for Li Dongyang's strength, Feng Jiu didn't take it to heart, he looked down on Wu people from the bottom of his heart.

He thought that these people were all natives, but he forgot that the ancestors of the Feng family grew up in this soil.

Seeing Prince Xian's miscellaneous troops fall down one after another, and one palace gate failed to knock down a cup of tea, Feng Jiu became dissatisfied.

"Wang Han, go up and take down the gate of the palace." Feng Jiu took his chin to roll his name, and the strong foundation-builder named Wang Han bowed to accept the order, and rushed towards the gate of the palace with the deadly nine-ringed machete.

It's just that Wang Han underestimated the power of guarding the palace gate. If these people were allowed to enter the palace, Li Dongyang's face would be lost. Even if Li Dongyang played by himself, he would never let the palace gate fall.

Wang Hantiao naturally fought against him, and it was Guan Yue who was enshrined by the royal family. When Guan Yue came out, he screamed strangely, his arms trembling with excitement, it was his turn to play.

Guan Yue was in a hurry, there had been no rebellion, so he had no place to use force, no fighting meant no chance to earn contribution points, those treasures that made him drool could not be exchanged,
After finally having a battlefield, he won the job of guarding the palace gate by seven points and eight fights. The sword in his hand is already hungry and thirsty!
The two sides fought each other on the court, put on a cool and handsome appearance, and the two sides started fighting. It was really not much nonsense, and they went straight to the dry stuff.

(End of this chapter)

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