The Sword Emperor's fingers froze in mid-air. The old man's face turned pale, his eyes were full of sadness and disappointment, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy in an instant.

In the entire dynasty, all power is basically controlled by the Sword Emperor and these five people. Now that the Sword Emperor is away fighting, once the other five reach an agreement, even the Sword Emperor must abide by it.

If he insists on going his own way, the prestige of the other five people will be greatly reduced, and the Sword Emperor himself will inevitably be defeated. Then the collapse of the dynasty is probably just around the corner.

"That's all, since it's a joint signature of five people, I have nothing to say."

The Sword Emperor gave a bitter smile and shook his head. He struggled to stand up, full of decadence.

Chen Zhao frowned and said calmly:

"You want to fight, but have you asked me?"

"you?"

The Sword Emperor became angry when he heard this, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Dear Master Chen, this war has become almost uncontrollable now. It's time for it to end." Jian Fei bowed slightly to Chen Zhao and said respectfully:

"The cause of the matter is that our DPRK defaulted on its debts and also organized troops and logistics to participate in the Six-Party Talks with the intention of besieging Youth City. In order to show our DPRK's sincerity, Cao Huachun and Sword God, who participated in the Six-Party Talks, will be sentenced to death and are willing to compensate

One million taels of gold, five million taels of silver, 50,000 shi of grain, and 30,000 bolts of silk. In addition, I am willing to give you the Princess Sword Piao as a slave."

"This condition is not bad."

Chen Zhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking thoughtful.

"In that case, then I will agree."

"Please rest assured, Master Chen. There is only Miyin Mountain between our country and your land. We will deliver these things as quickly as possible. As for Princess Jianpiao, I will do whatever you want." Jian Fei lowered his head and said.

But my heart felt like it was bleeding.

Not only him, but also the Sword Emperor beside him was heartbroken.

He devoted his whole life to the imperial dynasty. In order to make blood offerings to his ancestors, he did not hesitate to abdicate his throne and practice martial arts, turning to swords to practice Taoism.

However, he had already developed invincible magical powers, yet he was still defeated by the man in front of him.

So much so that the dynasty had to pay huge amounts of money, food, and cloth.

As the actual person in power, he knew that there was not enough money in the treasury, and the remaining money was stolen from Cao Huachun, Duanlang and others.

How can the Sword Emperor feel at ease when he is so humble and humble in the royal court?

Could it be that the dynasty will eventually be blown away like rain and wind?

The Sword Emperor stood there, watching Chen Zhao and Jian Piao leave, speechless and choked in his heart.

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Chen Zhao entered the imperial capital alone, captured Cao Huachun, killed Duanlang, broke the Yan March, killed the general, and finally had a battle with the Sword Emperor. Finally, he forced the dynasty to sign an alliance under the city and compensated a huge amount of money and cloth. The news quickly spread throughout the world and shocked the world.

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For most people in the world, all the happenings and legends are just fun to watch.

But to Chen Zhao's enemies, this was like a thunderbolt.

"Chen Zhao didn't stay in Youth City, but made a big fuss in the imperial capital alone. Even the Sword Emperor had to bow his head?"

Upon hearing the news, Abbot Shi Yongxin of Shaolin Temple fell off the futon with a snap. This martial arts tycoon who has been in charge of the most powerful super wealthy family in the world for decades has always been calm and wise, but at this time he couldn't help but tremble all over.

I can't even hold the beads.

There are Shaolin disciples all over the world, and no one understands better than him how powerful the Sword Emperor is today. It is the existence of one man fighting one country. Compared with the Sword Emperor alone, he has hundreds of monks in the Shaolin Temple and tens of thousands of Shaolin disciples.

They can't even compare together.

Chen Zhao defeated them all, so what does Shaolin Temple mean to Chen Zhao?

"Quickly, convene a meeting with the high-level officials of the temple immediately and inform the Wudang Sect that I am going to visit Taoist Priest Chang Qingzi."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With the help of the monks, Shi Yongxin stood up reluctantly, but his lips were still trembling.

After Tianxiahui received the news, Xiongba slapped his hand on the table, his face turned livid.

Other giants such as Wen Chou Chou and Qin Shuang also remained silent. In front of someone as powerful as Chen Zhao, no matter how powerful they were, they were just like ants.

"The devils in the east and the west will undergo earth-shattering changes, and a king will become a king and a bandit will lose. I originally thought it was a lie, but now it seems that it is all true."

Xiong Ba smiled bitterly in his heart.

Ever since he lost the battle with Jue Wushen, Xiong Ba felt like he was going downhill.

First, the second disciple of Fengyun rebelled, and then the position of leader of the Six-Party Talks was taken away by Dugu Fang. Now I heard that Chen Zhao was so powerful that the Sword Emperor who entered the Tao from the sword was already on top, but Chen Zhao was easily defeated. So Chen Zhao's

The strength can be imagined.

As if he was dozens of years older, he stood up with a stooped body, pushed away the seat, and walked back: "I'm going to retreat. During this period, Qin Shuang will be in charge of the major affairs of the gang on my behalf, with Wen Chou Chou assisting."

Everyone was like sculptures, nodding their heads without saying a word.

Not only in the Tianxiahui, but also in the Japanese Dynasty, in the Wudang Sect, in Wushuang City, and in all major, medium and small sects, countless enemies of Chen Zhao woke up in horror and looked in the direction of Youth City in shock.

At this time, Chen Zhao was lying comfortably in the luxurious hot spring pool.

This is a cold-shelter manor near the capital of the imperial dynasty.

On both sides, there were a pair of beautiful girls wearing only tulle. The girls' delicate bodies were barely visible in the lingering mist. They were very beautiful and childish, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Judging from their figures,

, then you know she is the spoiled little princess in your family.

But at this time, they were kneeling respectfully on the stone platform, using their delicate little hands to gently rub Chen Zhao's shoulders. However, there was still a hint of panic in their expressions, and they looked at Chen Zhao as if they were looking at a ghost.

Chen Zhao paid no attention to it, closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed it.

At this moment, a burst of soft footsteps suddenly came.

Jianpiao was seen walking towards him, wrapped only in a white towel, revealing his white shoulders and long snow-white legs. His chest was deeply furrowed.

She walked into the hot spring step by step and swam towards Chen Zhao.

"Mr. Chen, do you want me to serve you?" In the mist, Jian Piao's delicate body appeared like a shadow, her pretty face was red, but she looked at Chen Zhao with gentle eyes.

Her pretty face is slightly red, and her hair is tied up, just like an ancient palace maid in a painting of a beautiful lady, and she is stunningly beautiful.

"Um."

Chen Zhao responded calmly and closed his eyes again.

He had encountered this kind of treatment countless times in his life, but he never got tired of it. Instead, he felt happy every time.
Chapter completed!