Nuclear Explosion Sword Fairy

Who wants to be emperor?

If it was before, or yesterday, King Huai and King Lu would definitely fight.

right now?

Will the emperor die in a quarter of an hour?

The two princes looked at the other Zhou royal families.

When his gaze fell on who, he immediately flinched and avoided, there was no arrogance in the usual days.

Master Guo's muddy eyes, observing all the royal family members, couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"The Great Zhou Mie is not injustice. Three hundred years have passed. The royal family has been raised as a pig. The King Lu just wanted to let others take care of it, and he didn't have the slightest responsibility. Before that, Zhou Ye finally came out and hoped to be ZTE. Encountered a demon monk who harmed the country."

Mr. Guo, the veteran of the Four Dynasties and the Five Dynasties, still has deep feelings for Da Zhou.

Wang Huai finally looked at the nephew closest to him. If he remembers well, he should be named Zhou Han.

Zhou Han is a side disciple, but only a layer of blood is separated, and he is respected in the royal family.

Wang Huai asked, "Han'er, how does Uncle Wu treat you on weekdays?"

Zhou Han was just a dude and not a fool. How could he not hear what he meant to be pregnant, and he shook his head for a moment.

"Uncle Wu is the most expensive, and my nephew doesn't have much contact on weekdays!"

Huang Wang was so angry that his nose was full of smoke. Zhou Han's father died young and he was most cared for by him.

Cangcang!

At this moment of emergency, Wang Huai could not argue about right and wrong, and drew his long sword to Zhou Han's neck.

"Han'er, Da Zhou needs you now, don't you sit on the dragon chair?"

"Uncle Five..."

Just as Zhou Han was about to talk, there was a cold on his neck, and bright red blood oozes.

"As the heir of the Great Zhou royal family, how can you avoid it?"

Zhou Han cautiously pushed away the Jianfeng, raised his chest and raised his head, step by step onto the dragon chair.

If it weren't for the unknown liquid dripping on the ground, the royal family and hundreds of officials present would definitely look at Zhou Han with admiration.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Zhou Han only felt that there were nails under his buttocks.

The only cool thing is that I look down on Baiguan from high to low, and I feel a little refreshing. No wonder I want to be emperor.

"Everyone, what should I do next?"

"Han'er, you should..."

Wang Huai was about to speak when he was interrupted by a cough.

"Ahem, Your Majesty King Huai, you should be called His Majesty Guangming."

As the veteran of the Four Dynasties, Mr. Guo has already decided on Zhou Han's reign in a short time. Is it urgent to follow the authority? Who knows if the rebels will come in the next moment.

"Your Majesty, you are now going to change your dragon robe and declare the upper court."

Immediately, the servant officer brought the dragon robe, and it was not easy to undress in front of the hundred officials, so he put it directly outside the python robe.

With the imperial robe added, Zhou Han suddenly had such a touch of majesty.

The inner servant's voice was shrill and loud: "Go up!"

"Long live my emperor long live long live long live!"

"Long live my emperor long live long live long live!"

"Long live my emperor long live long live long live!"

Long live Sanhu, Baiguan knelt down and waited for the emperor to say flat.

Zhou Han is immersed in a dream at this time. When people are extremely scared, the brain will subconsciously deceive the body in order to prevent downtime.

Now Zhou Han is in the midst of self-deception. He is the new emperor of Great Zhou, the fourteenth emperor Guangming.

Looking down at the court, the big figures in daily life, including Wang Huai, who had just threatened him with a sword, are now obediently kowtow to himself, and Zhou Han feels comfortable all over.

Cough.

Master Guo's cough is always so timely, it is no wonder that he can become the elder of the Four Dynasties.

Zhou Han woke up from his dream and waved his hand: "All the love..."

"Is this for fun?"

A voice with a very heavy accent came from outside the hall, and the person who came in was the great general of Tianshi Dao, Fei Yuanhua.

Followed by General Xu Fengxian, General Xu Fengxian, the former Commander Li Da of Yipintang, and more than a dozen generals and mages of the Heavenly Master.

Looking outside the hall again, I don't know when, the Imperial Front Guard who was guarding outside is gone, replaced by the Han army of the Heavenly Master Dao.

The imperial avant-garde Chen commander bowed and pouted, leading the way in front of Fei Yuanhua.

In the end, Zhou Han couldn't say the word "flat body". He tried to control his mouth and wanted to experience the emperor's majesty at the last second.

It is a pity that the fear of life and death is too terrifying, Zhou Han worked hard for a long time and collapsed on the dragon chair.

"You are acting, right?"

Fei Yuanhua swept over the immobile officials who were kneeling on the ground, covering their heads and concealing their faces, wishing to go underground.

"I am a celestial master, who can call the shots, stand up and speak."

Fei Yuanhua didn't look at the young emperor on the dragon chair. Before entering the Hall of Supreme Harmony, some extraordinary people had sneaked in ahead of time, just in time to take pictures of the ugly state of the royal family choosing the emperor.

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The most popular is the photography of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, where various ghost expressions have appeared.

There were 72 officials in the hall, 138 from the royal family, and nine servants, and their expressions changed a lot.

No matter how well the drama is performed, it cannot be more real than the live broadcast. The expressions of everyone present are pulled out by the performance department experts and can be used as textbooks.

"Ahem."

Lord Guo slowly got up, the opportunity came, it was time to start his performance.

Relying on the famous Confucian fame, the four dynasties veterans will surely win the Tianshi Dao, and the Guo family is still beautiful.

"I am Shang Shu of the Ministry of Etiquette, Guo..."

Bang!

A gunshot sounded.

Fei Yuanhua blew the flintlock in his hand. Real men should like gunpowder weapons. Electromagnetic weapons are only used by women.

"Uh..."

Lord Guo changed his head and looked at the blood hole in his chest: "Why..."

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Without saying the last word, the eighty-year-old body fell on his back and hit the Shang Shu of the Ministry of Industry nearby.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry trembled all over. He was a junior in front of Mr. Guo. Everyone seemed to be at the same level, but there was too much discourse power.

Now Lord Guo's body was smashed on his body, he didn't even dare to move in the kneeling position, lest he would attract Fei Yuanhua's attention.

"I'm a rough person, so I don't like talking to smart people. Which one is the more stupid general?"

Fei Yuanhua turned around and asked Chief Chen.

Chen Tongling led a bitter expression. Of course he knew who was stupid, but if he identified it now, he would definitely not have any fruit in the future.

But the flintlock is still smoking, dare to say that one doesn't know, he is the next one lying down.

"Master Chen, General Chen, please answer the general's question."

Hu Biao, who was kneeling straight, heard Commander Chen's words, his round bull-eyes glared at him and turned his knees around.

"Meeting the general, we are a vulgar person and cannot be the master."

Hu Biao turned his eyes and pointed to Emperor Guangming who was sitting on the throne: "The Emperor of Zhou admires the prestige of the heavenly master, and thinks that your ministry is the lord of the world and is willing to give up the throne."

"Concession? Haha, if this general wants the world, he will strike it down personally, so why not give up!"

Fei Yuanhua waved his hand, and a group of soldiers came in and pulled all the Zhou royal family outside.

Then a series of screams cut their heads.

Both Wu Pheasant and Zhou Heng guessed well. The Heavenly Master Dao broke Kyoto in order to cause chaos in the world.

Zhou loses its deer, and the world is chased by it.

With the support of the Federal Assembly behind the Security Bureau, it will surely succeed in the end, and even Purdue Cihang will not dare to go against the sky.

The new Emperor Guangming heard a familiar scream, and he slid directly off the dragon chair in fright.

"Trash, grab him, retreat!"

Fei Yuanhua swept through the hundreds of officials in the hall, and wanted to kill them all. They were all moths.

The Han army came quickly, and went quickly. The royal family died clean. Only the five dynasty veteran Guo Guo died.

After a while.

The first to stand up was Lord Shang Shu Lu of the Ministry of War.

He looked at the empty dragon chair and sighed, and strode out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Lord Lu is the representative of the Lu family of the millennium aristocratic family in the court, and the patriarch has someone else. He wants to send the news back to the family as soon as possible.

The roots of the Lu family are in Ningzhou, from the governor general to the arresting officials, all related to the Lu family.

Now that the Zhou family is completely over, and the world is in chaos, Lu family must determine the future path.

"The Zhou family can do the throne, why can't the Lu family do it for a thousand years?"

Master Lu thought of this, and his pace sped up a bit.

Other officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony also slowly woke up.

The Great Zhou ruled the world for 300 years,

Zhou's royal family is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but now the royal family is gone.If it is said that there are many Zhou bloodlines in the world, but everyone has already been obscured, they can't pull a woven straw sandals to become the Emperor of the Great Zhou!

The hundred officials left the Hall of Supreme Harmony one by one. In the end, less than one-third of them were left. Most of them came from small households, and they were the first generation of people in the clan who could rank in the court.

Leaving the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he can only be regarded as a gentry.

...

at the same time.

The female commander took the holy queen token and flew all the way to Pudu Temple.

Seeing the holy order, the monk quickly led her to see the national teacher.

The monks in the temple already knew that the army was besieging the city. Fortunately, Pudu Temple was outside Kyoto.

The Security Bureau knows that ordinary soldiers are just killing their lives in vain for Purdue Cihang, simply as Pudu Temple does not exist.

After the female commander saw Purdue Cihang, she immediately asked him to relieve the difficulties of Da Zhou.

"Amitabha!"

Purdue Cihang announced the Buddha's horn: "The disaster of Kyoto has long been known to the poor monks, but unfortunately, there will be a big enemy in the future, and they will be inseparable temporarily."

The female commander was surprised and said: "The enemy? The mana of the national teacher is so powerful, who can stop you?"

Purdue Cihang alone suppressed the seven thousand elite soldiers of the emperor, which is already known throughout the country. The reputation of Pudu Temple has overwhelmed the Jinguang Temple, the Great Buddha Temple, etc., and the world regards Pudu Temple as a Buddhist holy place.

"The name is just a code name. The poor monk only knows that the world respects him as a sword saint."

Purdue Cihang's skin changed from an ordinary person to a red gold color at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a faint dragon scale tattoo.

"he came!"

Before the sound fell, a long roar came from outside the Pudu Temple.

"Monk, die!"

The female commander only saw the terrifying sword light falling from the top of her head, like a meteor falling from the sky, and the entire Pudu Temple was shrouded in sword light.

Rumble!

The terrifying explosion directly pierced the eardrums, and the sound waves destroyed everything in a radius of a dozen.

Everything was gone, and the former Pudu Temple was turned into nothingness, including the monks and female magistrates in the temple.

The only one who survived was Pudu Cihang who had turned into a golden body of Buddha.

"Brother, how did you kill everyone? A demon monk is a demon monk, and a bald donkey is a bald donkey!"

Yan Chixia's voice came: "I once visited Pudu Temple as the abbot. I am a real virtuous monk."

"Everything and everything is the same in the eyes of this seat. Only when you are extremely good at swords can you understand the supreme kendo!"

The Juggernaut's voice was indifferent: "You can't condense the golden core so far. In addition to the complicated learning, you still lack a real heart to seek the truth."

Two sword lights fell from the sky and stepped on the Pudu Temple ruins that turned into a deep pit. It is the Kunlun sword sage and Yan Chixia.

After Yan Chixia heard of Lu Le's great "ambition", she was deeply affected by it, and went back to Kunlun Mountain to invite Senior Swordsman to come out.

The arrival of the Juggernaut is precisely the important reason why the Security Bureau is willing to make a desperate move. Only the same level of excellence can stop Purdue Cihang. Otherwise, the Tianshi Dao would invade the imperial city, and Pudu Cihang alone would be able to encircle an army of 150,000.

The Security Bureau has long since determined that powerful transcendents are no longer capable of death in numbers.

The sword saint's divine consciousness swept a radius of ten miles, and was extremely satisfied with the sword power of his latest spiritual thing. This sword technique was initiated and combined with the principle of nuclear fission.

Use Jindan to pry the uranium nucleus and forcibly split it into multiple atoms. Only in the process of its fission, it produces extremely powerful explosive power.

"From now on, this seat will be a nuclear explosion sword saint!"

The Juggernaut looked towards Purdue Cihang in the center of the nuclear explosion, his magical instruments and robes were all destroyed, leaving only a naked golden body.

"Ahem! Sword Saint, a well-deserved name!"

Purdue Cihang spit out a few mouthfuls of golden blood, and UU read www.uukanshu.com before the blood in his body became smooth.

A moment ago, when Purdue Cihang saw the sword light fall, he wanted to hit it back with a palm, but felt the great horror at the moment he was preparing to shoot.

He immediately turned into a golden Buddha body and gave up all the others in the temple to withstand the nuclear explosive sword energy.

The sword light in the eyes of the Juggernaut flickered like a flying sword with a handle, seeing through the real body of Purdue Cihang.

"You're not bad, the five poisonous monsters inferior, even delusional to transform into a dragon clan."

"Amitabha! Buddha said that all things and so on, that is, all spirits have the same foundation, who can say no if you don't take a fight."

On the Purdue Cihang Gaoxuan Buddha, a phantom Buddha with a height of more than ten feet appears.

The Buddha's phantom shadow is much more solid than the previous one, and there is a dragon-shaped golden light wrapped around the Buddha's body, like the legendary protector of the heavenly dragon.

"Pretending to be a trick!"

When the Juggernaut thought, hundreds of flying swords were born out of thin air, brushing towards the Buddha's phantom like a torrent.

At this point in kendo practice, there is no big difference whether there is a sword in his hand.

"Om!"

With a Buddhist mantra, the giant Buddha shadow slapped the sword sage in the air.

"Fake is fake, break it for me!"

"Amitabha! Buddha said that all things and so on, that is, all spirits have the same foundation, who can say no if you don't take a fight."

On the Purdue Cihang Gaoxuan Buddha, a phantom Buddha with a height of more than ten feet appears.

The Buddha's phantom shadow is much more solid than the previous one, and there is a dragon-shaped golden light wrapped around the Buddha's body, like the legendary protector of the heavenly dragon.

"Pretending to be a trick!"

When the Juggernaut thought, hundreds of flying swords were born out of thin air, brushing towards the Buddha's phantom like a torrent.

At this point in kendo practice, there is no big difference whether there is a sword in his hand.

"Om!"

With a Buddhist mantra, the giant Buddha shadow slapped the sword sage in the air.

"Fake is fake, break it for me!"