Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 558

In the king's bedroom, the king sat quietly on his sickbed with his back against a pillow and his face was expressionless.

Fu Shuiyao has been standing in front of the window. Since she heard the first cry of killing, Fu Shuiyao couldn't sit still. She stood nervously in front of the window and looked out. Although she couldn't see the outside, she still refused to sit down.

"Shuiyao, you don't have to be nervous. I believe in Yang Teng and Daocheng. Although the external guard force is very strong, Daocheng has endured for so many years. He controls at least 50000 or 60000 people. Tonight is another surprise attack, and he will succeed." the king suddenly said.

Fu Shuiyao slowly turned back, "father, I'm not worried. I'm just thinking, is this throne really so good? How many people will die for a throne."

The king was stunned, and then smiled calmly: "we have established the cloud empire. We can't watch the Empire collapse. Someone must continue to maintain this foundation.

Your eldest brother goes astray, and your third brother can hardly achieve great things, not to mention them, so I can only impose this burden on you. "

"Father, how did you accumulate your strength in the dark." Fu Shuiyao has accepted the future arrangement and began to ask the king for some things, which is related to how she will govern the Empire in the future.

"Dao Cheng followed me very early. At that time, I didn't become the king. Later, I sent him to Hongshi city and secretly gave him a lot of resources. From then on, he began to prepare." the king told Fu Shuiyao what happened that year.

Fu Shuiyao carefully remembers that these are rare experiences.

Father and daughter were talking, and they didn't seem to care about the war outside.

The king thought that Dao Cheng would break the palace.

Fu Shuiyao has absolute trust in Yang Teng.

The shouts of killing gradually approached, and Fu Shuiyao began to feel nervous again.

The purpose of not returning to the army is very clear. It is to rush to the king's bedroom and rescue the king and the little princess Fu Shuiyao.

Those guardians did not know their ultimate goal. They were driven away by the army and ran around the palace.

When the final goal of not returning to the army was clear, the guardian force suddenly realized that there was only one goal, that is to rush to the king's bedroom.

Originally, they were still strange. These madmen were inexplicable. There was nothing to attack in the palace. Except for the king who had been sleeping for two years, he seemed to have no valuable goal.

Neither the eldest prince nor the third prince lived in the palace. They all had their own mansions.

A dying king has nothing to protect! Risking your life to protect an old man?

You're kidding!

The reacted guard force immediately turned around, away from the king's bedroom and fled elsewhere.

Their choice is correct, at least they don't have to face the crazy attack of not returning to the army.

The guardian forces fled in a hurry, making the non returning army move forward faster without any obstacles. They rushed outside the king's bedroom in an instant.

Everyone waited quietly.

Yang Teng waved his hand, "protect here. Anyone who dares to approach, for any reason, will be killed without amnesty!"

At this time, there are no friends, but enemies!

Yang Teng strode to the bedroom.

The shouting outside suddenly stopped. Fu Shuiyao immediately stood up and stared at the door of the bedroom.

The door opened and Yang Teng came in from the outside.

Fu Shuiyao's nervous mood suddenly dissipated.

"Shui Yao, I'm back!" he said hello to Fu Shui Yao, and Yang Teng came to the king's bed.

The king looked at Yang Teng with a smile on his face. "Yang Teng, you are five days ahead of the agreed deadline. Dao Cheng, why didn't he come in with you? And the elder Fu Sen, why didn't he come together. Without the support of the elders, it's difficult for Shuiyao to ascend the throne."

Yang Teng smiled helplessly: "king, something has changed. Dao Cheng is dead. I didn't get the support of the power of red stone city, so I didn't go to the elder Fusen."

what! The king looked at Yang Teng blankly. Is Dao Cheng dead? Yang Teng didn't use his strength in red rock city?

How did he break into the palace!

Fu Shuiyao asked eagerly, "how did you call in? I heard a fierce cry outside."

"I had no choice but to go back to sunset valley and bring 2500 people."

Before Yang Teng finished his words, the king was in a mess. "What did you say? You broke the guard of the palace with 2500 people?"

Yang Teng smiled calmly: "what's the matter? The guard force of the palace is too weak. We start to attack from dozens of miles away. The forces in front of us are destroyed by the army. If Shui Yao is a queen, she must change the guard force of the palace. It can't be so weak."

The king can't believe it. Has the guardian power of the palace weakened to this extent in the past two years when he fell asleep?

"Father, what shall we do next?" Fu Shuiyao asked. This is the most important question.

Without the power of Dao Cheng, people like Yang Teng can break the palace, but they can't control the situation of the capital.

Without consulting with the elder Fu sen in advance, it would be difficult to do later if we could not get the support of elder Fu.

The king thought about it. It was completely different from his expectation. All the plans were in vain and could only be reconsidered.

"Well, now that the matter has come to an end, you can only respond to changes with constancy. Take the bedroom as the base camp and keep your people here.

When such a big event happens, countless people will be disturbed. When they come, they will release the news that I have detoxified. "The king can't think of a good way.

"But how can we explain that this action is aimed at big brother and third brother?" Fu Shuiyao realized that the situation behind would be more complicated.

The king also messed up.

Yang Teng said, "it's better to disclose the truth, otherwise there's no way to explain."

The king thought for a long time and could only do so if he wanted Fu Shuiyao to ascend the throne in good faith.

"But one thing, don't disclose the organization and the black gold sword for the time being. It should not be like this, you know." the king said cautiously.

Yang Teng nodded to understand that if the organization was as powerful as the king said, it would never be wise to provoke the organization.

After discussing all the details and determining the next plan, Yang Teng is ready to go out and settle his men.

The palace is broken. There may be a fierce battle next.

Just as I was about to go out, I heard a cry of killing in the distance.

"No! Someone rushed here. I'll go out and have a look!" Yang Teng quickly stepped out of the bedroom.

Fu Shuiyao hesitated and followed out.

"What's going on!" Yang Teng asked loudly.

"A lot of people rushed here. The situation was very strange. They rushed here while fighting." Jiang Kai replied. The people sent out explored the news, which made Jiang Kai confused.

"Deploy defense immediately and never allow anyone to approach the bedroom!" Yang Teng dared not act rashly.

Until now, there have been some injuries. The subordinates are very tired and should not attack again.

Jiang Kai and Chu Feng immediately arranged defense.

Fu Shuiyao looked at the murderous spirit and was shocked by the murderous spirit on these people. "Yang Teng, you rushed in with them."

Yang Teng said: "as early as two years ago, I arranged their training in the sunset Pavilion. Now they can skillfully master the assault formation. These non returning soldiers are the elites. Due to the limited courtyard space, they can only bring so many people here.

Although there are fewer people, it's enough. Whoever wants to fight the idea of not returning to the army is doomed to pay a painful price! "

Fu Shuiyao looked at Yang Teng in surprise. She knew that Yang Teng had recruited monks in the sunset Pavilion, but she didn't expect that the training office would be such an invincible force in just two years.

On second thought, she was relieved that she had personally experienced the power of assault formation.

If 2500 people can master all kinds of changes of assault formation, the attack power is unimaginable!

The cry of killing gradually weakened in the distance. The subordinates in charge of inquiring about the news ran back and reported, "young master, there is a strange team coming to the bedroom, not the guardian force of the palace!"

Yang Teng frowned. How could there be other forces?

"How many people are there?" Yang Teng asked.

"It is estimated that there are at least 20000 people, close to 30000 people. At present, the identity of the other party is not clear."

Twenty or thirty thousand people!

A bloody battle is inevitable.

"Shuiyao, you go in and protect the king. I'll give it to me!"

Fu Shuiyao nodded, "you also pay attention to safety."

She knows that Yang Teng's powerful means, once used, the other twenty or thirty thousand people may not be Yang Teng's opponent.

This is not the outcome that can be determined by strength and number. Yang Teng's magical means are too powerful. No matter how many people there are, they can only come to an end.

"Brothers, it is said that there are twenty or thirty thousand people across the street. Are you afraid?" Yang Teng asked loudly.

"Don't be afraid! If you don't return to the army, you can level all your opponents!" the waiting non return army roared in unison.

"OK! All ready, give our opponents a surprise!" Yang Teng also wants to use these people to practice and not return to the army.

A strong force is not invincible on paper. It takes a bloody battle to make a great reputation.

Even if the other party is strong, he dares to stab it with a sword.

Ten thousand steps back, Yang Teng has a more powerful mace even if he can't resist tens of thousands of people without returning to the army.

When the lid of the copper coffin was photographed, tens of thousands of people gathered together. The picture was unthinkable.

Tens of thousands of people from the other side quickly approached the king's bedroom.

Stop a mile in front of the king's bedroom, and the two sides show a confrontation.

The people of the two teams are very strange. They don't look like the guardian force of the palace.

In the tens of thousands of people opposite, in front of him stood a friar with big yellow teeth. It was Dao Cheng!

Hurry up and slow down. In the end, it's still too slow. If the guard force of the palace didn't collapse, Dao Cheng might be later.

"Who are you? Why attack the palace! Let your leader speak!" Dao Cheng shouted loudly, worried about the king.

Yang Teng felt that the voice was a little familiar. When he looked carefully, he immediately frowned. What's the identity of this guy!