Chapter 100: Those who win the fortune of David's country will turn disaster into good fortune and disaster into good fortune!

"Hero, spare... spare your life!"

"Let me go, gold, beauty, beauties, the throne... I can give it all to you!"

Loulan Wang Yan Wanquan's face turned pale and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood, which contained some fragments of internal organs.

Jiang Chen smiled calmly:

"No need."

"I only want your life!"

Said.

With a "bang" sound, it was like an inflated hot water bottle being squeezed and bursting, and countless blood and water spewed out!

The ferocity of the scene made the faces of the two heroes on the side look a little surprised.

However.

Despite such fatal injuries, Yan Wanquan still survived.

The golden belt continued to supply majestic energy and blood, holding him to his last breath.

Jiang Chen was kind-hearted, so he cut off his head with a knife.

Now,

Yan Wanquan is really dead!

The next moment!

The scenes around the world in the painting gradually become illusory, with faint signs of fragmentation.

Broken, but not completely broken!

"Pingyue Supervisor Fu Jiezi envoy Chijie, beheaded the head of Yan Wanquan, King of Loulan, and hung him in the North Tower, repaying his grievances directly, and not bothering to follow his disciples..."

Jiang Chen silently read the records in the history books and gradually understood what he should do next.

Carrying Yan Wanquan's head, he strode out of the camp like a meteor!

Two Han envoys, Xi Chongguo and Zheng Ji, also followed closely behind.

…………

"The king is in danger!"

The palace guard chief, with dozens of guards and hundreds of soldiers, suddenly rushed into the camp.

But the moment he stepped into the gate, the captain of the palace guard seemed to be petrified, and he was stunned on the spot, staring at the scene inside in disbelief.

Then.

The many guards who arrived slowly were a little strange at first, but when they saw the scene at the door curtain clearly, they all instantly understood why their head guard was suddenly stunned on the spot.

Just because...

A pair of thick hands passed through the door curtain and stretched out!

Holding her hair tightly with her palms,

And underneath the hair,

It was a bloody head that had been cut off at the neck level!

The ninth generation of Loulan King,

The ruler of millions of Loulan people,

The king who seized thousands of miles of land from the Han Dynasty,

The direct blood descendant of the god-killer Yan Lei - the head of Loulan King Yan Wanquan!

Everyone present felt a wave of shock in their hearts, their faces were blank for a long time, and they still couldn't believe it:

My own ruler died in the hands of the Han envoys!

Immediately afterwards.

The red-faced man holding the skull of the King of Loulan strode out, revealing his red face. He stared coldly at the many Loulan soldiers present.

"Fu, Fu Jiezi?"

Many guards were frightened and took half a step back.

then.

The two Han envoys Xi Chongguo and Zheng Ji also followed Jiang Chen and walked out proudly.

The three super strong men struck at this place with such ferocity that they frightened many of the guards and took a few steps back.

The chief of the palace guard tried to fight back, but before Jiang Chen could take action, Xi Chongguo killed him with one punch!

Instant kill, dripping with blood!

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said in a cold tone:

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

He grabbed Yan Wanquan's head with his left hand, and secretly activated the Demon Killing Taihei Sword Technique with his right hand. An extremely fierce aura suddenly swept across the entire audience!

Many of the guards were frightened by the horrific fact of Yan Wanquan's death, and the leader was instantly killed by Xi Chongguo with one punch.

As soon as the fierce sword came out, it seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. He was so heartbroken that he threw away his helmet and armor. He only regretted that his parents had lost two legs and ran away in all directions.

"Come with me!"

Jiang Chen said calmly, and obtained a sharp long sword from the discarded armor,

Then he strode towards the north of Loulan Palace, walking proudly.

Along the way.

When most of the soldiers saw Yan Wanquan's head, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

A few brave soldiers were killed on the spot by three heroes of the Han Dynasty, and they were decapitated with a single blow!

Repeat hundreds of steps.

The golden Loulan Palace is right in front of you.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked over.

At the north gate, there are about a hundred Loulan soldiers, waiting in strict formation.

"Avenge the king!"

The leader's eyes turned red and he roared:

"Everyone, go up shoulder to shoulder. If you kill this person, you will receive a reward of ten thousand gold!"

Said.

He was the first to rush out of the battle!

Many Loulan soldiers behind him also mustered up some morale and ran after them.

General Loulan took a liking to Jiang Chen at a glance, with a ferocious look on his face, and he swung his sword, causing strong winds to howl, and roared:

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Chen had no expression on his face, he quickly raised his blade and faced General Loulan's attack head-on!

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing!

A huge force that Peimo could not resist, the moment the two swords collided, it blasted into General Loulan's body, almost causing the blood and energy in his body to shake and his limbs to become unstable.

Fu Jiezi was already extremely powerful and the leader of the envoys, and this time he received the blessing of Jiang Chen's two red fates.

His Qi and blood are so strong that he is almost as powerful as nine oxen and two tigers. How can he be matched by the mere Loulan Guardsman?

"How is that possible?"

With a scream, General Loulan flew into the crowd of soldiers.

All Loulan soldiers were horrified, and their will to resist was greatly weakened.

Behind Jiang Chen, the two heroes noticed the location of the fighter plane, and quickly launched an attack, charging fiercely!

The two men were holding big halberds, like tigers, breaking into the array of soldiers, rampaging and killing in all directions!

Instantly.

The morale of the soldiers present completely collapsed and they fled in all directions noisily, panicking like a bereaved dog!

On the street, countless Loulan people were hiding in their homes, but they couldn't help but secretly spy on the appearance of the three heroes, and they couldn't help but be secretly envious:

"Is this a big man?"

"With just three envoys, they were like tigers devouring sheep, killing heads of the royal family?"
To be continued...