After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

Silence!

Deathly silence.

After seeing Jiang Che shout "Here comes the sword" and the Emperor's Sword returned to him, everyone present fell into deathly silence, looking at the figure in the void with shock.

Not only the imperial court was shocked, but even Feng Wuji, Qi Yuan and others on Jiang Che's side were also extremely shocked.

They didn't know what exactly happened.

Why did the Emperor's Sword suddenly fall into Jiang Che's hands?

This just doesn't make sense.

After all, almost everyone in the world knows that the Emperor's Sword was forged by the Great Zhou Taizu, and only the ruler of a country who can control the destiny of a country can use it. The former God King Ji Chengdao is an exception.

But the other party is also a descendant of the royal family with the surname Ji after all.

But Jiang Che is not like that!

How did he do that?
Qi Yuan had a dazed look on his face, Feng Wuji looked shocked, and although Yao Yue did not show any strange expression on her face, she was also very shocked in her heart. As for Xue Pingzu, he even gasped.

The sudden reversal broke all of their inherent cognition.

As for the people in the imperial court, they were no longer simply shocked.

They were shocked and terrified.

Bodhisattva Sumeru opened his eyes wide, feeling that the direction of events was completely beyond his control. The desire to retreat in his heart had reached its peak, and he was ready to escape.

Ji Nantian, the great uncle of the royal family, was even more disheartened.

Although he was very concerned about how Jiang Che did it, his focus was on the current battle situation. He knew that from the moment Jiang Che got the Emperor's Sword, the balance of victory had already tilted towards the opponent.

I even felt helpless.

It is understood that this battle may really become the battle of the destruction of the Zhou Dynasty.

And the old ancestor Ku Rong was also very surprised by this.

The King of a Country was unable to control the Emperor's Sword, but was summoned away by a rebel king.
If it had been before, he would definitely not have believed such a rumor, but this scene was clearly not a rumor, but was actually happening before his eyes.

As for Ji Wenhao, he was in despair at this moment, his face was full of ferocity and he roared angrily:

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The Emperor's Sword is the Ji family's heirloom, the most powerful holy weapon that can suppress the world. It once followed Taizu to kill countless enemies in Tianyuan, and it shocked the entire world. It is also his greatest reliance at present.

As a result, he has now become Jiang Che's reliance.

This almost crushed his already weak faith in the Tao.

Don't even want to admit it.

Could it be that even Emperor Sword doesn't recognize him?
At this moment, Ji Wenhao suddenly felt deeply self-mockery.

Jiang Che always had a smile on his face, especially after he got the Emperor's Sword, he was overjoyed. In fact, he was not very confident that he could summon the Emperor's Sword.

Just giving it a try.

Ever since he first came to the capital, he had a very bold idea after Emperor Sword ignored him. This idea became even stronger after he learned that the Confucian Sage was still alive after the sacrifice.

That is, the God King Ji Chengdao is very likely still alive.

He is even one of the masterminds behind the chaos in the world.

The Emperor's Sword was recast at Tianjian Mountain in Tianyuan City, and was later summoned by Ji Chengdao to the Tianyuan battlefield to kill the Demon Saint. Finally, it was thrown into the void to suppress the Buddhist Leiyin Temple.

This is enough to prove that Ji Chengdao has a deep control over the Emperor's Sword.

Later, it fell into Ji Wenhao's hands. Perhaps he did it on purpose, or perhaps it was because Ji Wenhao took the lead while he entered the small world. He always felt that Ji Chengdao must have other arrangements.

Therefore, before summoning the sword, he would first send a message to it.

And the fact was not beyond his expectations.

As expected, the Emperor's Sword flew out of Ji Wenhao's hand!

Sensing the strongest power contained in the Emperor's Sword, Jiang Che finally understood why the power it unleashed was so terrifying. The power it contained was simply the only one he had ever seen in his life.

The so-called holy soldiers are simply incomparable to them.

For him, it is like adding wings to a tiger.

Once it fell into his hands, his strength increased dramatically!
"In this world, nothing is impossible. The Emperor's Sword has a spirit, and was forged with the destiny of the human race. Yet, you sacrificed the lives of living beings and committed a heinous crime.

How can you become the master of the Emperor's Sword?"

Jiang Che stood with a sword in his hand, his robe fluttering, staring at Ji Wenhao with a righteous look.

"How dare you! Jiang Che, how dare you slander me like this?! I am the twelfth emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the direct descendant of Taizu, and the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Emperor's Sword, why don't you come back!"

Ji Wenhao immediately became furious and roared at the Emperor's Sword.

But the Emperor's Sword in Jiang Che's hand did not respond at all at this moment, as if ignoring Ji Wenhao's response. This scene made Ji Wenhao seem helpless and furious.

It makes people laugh.

Ji Wenhao was so angry that he didn't even care about anything else at this moment and shouted:
"Kill! Kill them all! Take back the Emperor's Sword!"

He could not tolerate losing the Emperor's Sword, and even more so, he could not tolerate such a magical weapon as the Emperor's Sword falling into Jiang Che's hands, because this was a sign that he would lose the support of the people and the country's destiny.

However, the situation at this moment no longer allowed Ji Wenhao to commit violence.

Both Sumeru and Old Ancestor Kuruo stood still at this moment, completely ignoring Ji Wenhao's orders.

Xumilu had intended to retreat a long time ago, but now that he saw that the situation was hopeless, it was impossible for him to die for the court. As for Old Ancestor Ku Rong, it was even simpler, as he did things for money.

But I won't take any risks.

Because he had already noticed something was wrong in these matters.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Ji Wenhao became even more furious.

I just felt like I had lost everything.

The only ones who still obeyed his orders were the Martial Saint Puppet and the royal ancestor Ji Nantian, and the remaining Martial Saint Puppet was simply unable to break free from Xue Pingzu's territory.

The only one who rushed towards Jiang Che was Ji Nantian.

"Traitor! Return the Emperor's Sword!"

Ji Nantian was covered in blood, and his yang spirit was directly burning. At the same time, he used his immense magic power to activate a Dharma image that was nearly ten thousand feet tall and attacked Jiang Che. At this moment, after burning everything, he had already burst out with a combat power comparable to that of a human immortal.

But Jiang Che was not at all panicked. Looking at the furious Ji Nantian, he slowly raised the Emperor's Sword in his hand. With a wave of his hand, countless magic powers surged out, and the destiny of the country around him seemed to be greatly attracted.

Zheng!
The sound of a sword echoed throughout the heaven and earth.

Above the void, a golden light ten thousand feet long fell from the sky, directly shattering the hundreds of miles of dark clouds, and at the same time fell on Ji Nantian's Dharma image.

A sword fell.

Ji Nantian's Dharma image, which was nearly ten thousand feet high, suddenly froze in the void. A dazzling golden thread spread over the Dharma image. The next moment, Ji Nantian's Dharma image was cut in half.

With a loud roar, the Dharma image collapsed instantly. Ji Nantian, who suffered the backlash, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his breath was extremely weak.

Then, Jiang Che raised his hand and waved again.

Sword light burst out, crossing the void, and countless sword lights fell on Ji Nantian's body.

In the blink of an eye.

Ji Nantian froze in place and looked down in disbelief.

then.

His physical body and yang spirit collapsed at the same time and exploded directly into a ball of blood mist. Only a few holy weapons and storage magic tools were left condensed in the void.

With one sword, the powerful will fall.

The ancestor of the Ji royal family, Ji Nantian, died in an instant!
See this scene.

Xumiru was horrified and instantly sensed an infinite danger of impending death. He began to retreat without hesitation, directly burning his Yang God and tearing open the surrounding void.

He attempted to imitate the previous behavior and tear through the void.

But this time, he was destined not to have such good luck again.

With Patriarch Ku Rong standing there calmly, no one on the scene could restrain Feng Wuji. He already had the upper hand, and after seeing Jiang Che reverse the situation.

It is even more impossible to miss a good opportunity to kill Xumire.

The domain directly covered an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of feet, blocking Xumilu's escape route.

Qi Yuan and Yao Yue also reacted at the same time and joined forces to stop Xumilu's escape. A melee broke out again, and the outcome was completely doomed.

the other side.

Jiang Che did not have the energy to pay attention to Xumilu's escape, but instead kept a close eye on Ji Wenhao and Old Ancestor Ku Rong, ready to take action at any time. As for Ji Wenhao, after seeing his uncle's death.

It has even reached the limit of collapse.

"granduncle!"

This roar was Ji Wenhao's call from the bottom of his heart. In the entire court, the only person he could trust unconditionally was his great uncle, and now, his great uncle had also passed away.

Who else could he count on?

Who else can he rely on?

The Great Zhou is about to end!
At this moment, no one knew what was in Ji Wenhao's heart, but everyone knew that he had collapsed at this moment. After all, from the previous highlights to the current loss of everything.

It seems very long, but in fact it is only a moment.

Such a reversal would make anyone sigh with regret.

"Senior, are you going to leave by yourself, or stay here and watch the show?"

Jiang Che ignored Ji Wenhao and instead set his gaze on Old Ancestor Ku Rong.

The opponent's strength is unfathomable, and his power of rules is extremely difficult to deal with. There is a feeling of endless life. Jiang Che even feels that even if he has the most powerful holy weapon like the Emperor's Sword.

Maybe you can't kill the other person.

It is even difficult to repel the enemy.

Ancestor Ku Rong's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to answer, Ji Wenhao suddenly shouted:
“Senior Ku Rong, I beg you to help me again. After this battle, all the resources in the Great Zhou treasury will be given to you. Everything I have will be given to you.

As long as you kill this boy, I can agree to your request!"

Ji Wenhao looked at Jiang Che angrily, with determination in his eyes.

Patriarch Ku Rong glanced at Ji Wenhao and ignored his request. If the court had the upper hand or even the situation was just a stalemate, he could seriously consider it and even agree to it.

But now.
The imperial court no longer had any strength to fight.

Xumilu's retreat was cut off, Ji Nantian died on the spot, and Ji Wenhao lost the Emperor's Sword. What could he use to fight Jiang Che? He was not sure he could kill Jiang Che before, but now the other party was in control of the Emperor's Sword and the country's destiny.

He had even less certainty.

As he has always been steady, he would never take risks if he is not sure of something.

"I am old, what is the use of so many treasures? Your Majesty, please keep them for yourself." This was the final answer of the old ancestor Ku Rong, and it also shattered Ji Wenhao's last hope.

At this moment, Ji Wenhao showed a hint of self-mockery on his face, and then looked at Jiang Che with resentment:

"I, with the thousand-year-old bloodline of the Ji family and the only remaining destiny of the Great Zhou, curse you, the traitor, to die a miserable death!"

"Whether I die well or not, you are destined not to see it, but you are destined to die a miserable death today!" Jiang Che smiled indifferently, completely ignoring the other party's so-called curse.

After Patriarch Ku Rong made his attitude clear, the outcome of this battle was already determined.

Immediately.

Jiang Che didn't waste any words. He took a step forward, and the void turned upside down, crossing the ten thousand feet void. Above his brows, the divine pattern lit up. In an instant, the Yin-Yang magic fire enveloped the sky and the earth, and corroded towards Ji Wenhao.

In just a few breaths, Ji Wenhao was enveloped by the devilish flames.

The scorching flames burned his soul and body, making the hideousness on Ji Wenhao's face more obvious. At the first sight, Ji Wenhao was completely suppressed and couldn't even commit suicide.

However, Ji Wenhao did have some backbone. Even though he was attacked by the devil's flames and endured the pain of being devoured by thousands of fires, he never cried out for mercy.

He just stared at Jiang Che angrily.

"Do you know why I let you go through the tribulation? Haha. In fact, I just treat you as a chess piece. You have refined the blood and soul of all spirits. From today on.

Just make wedding clothes for this king."

Looking at the tough Ji Wenhao, Jiang Che suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, there was a slight change on the face of Patriarch Ku Rong. His eyes fell on Jiang Che, revealing a hint of solemnity. In fact, the reason why he did not leave immediately was.

Originally, he was thinking of getting a bargain and taking away the blood and soul of all spirits, but the current situation is that this is obviously something that Jiang Che is interested in.

Ji Wenhao glared at Jiang Che and cursed:
"You bastard! You traitor! You will not live a good life!"

"Keep on cursing. This king enjoys hearing your impotent rage right now."

Jiang Che laughed, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

One breath.
Two breaths
Three Breaths
In the blink of an eye, more than ten breaths of time passed, and Ji Wenhao, who was enveloped by the devilish flame, finally came to the end of his life, and felt his vitality gradually slipping away.

Converging towards somewhere inside the body.

There was anger in his eyes, but also many memories.

The past slowly unfolded like a scroll. It seemed to pass very quickly, but in fact it was very slow in his eyes. At this moment, he saw himself when he was young.

He saw the scene when he was a prince, being supported by Ji Chengdao and laughing uncontrollably.

Seeing himself ascend the throne and become emperor, the day will be celebrated by the whole world.

I also saw the day when the God King of Backer fell, and heaven and earth mourned together and were filled with panic.

The picture gradually converged and froze at the present moment, when he was enveloped by the devilish flame.

————(End of this chapter)