divine monument

Chapter 39 The Fall of the State of Yan

On the distant horizon, there was a bloody sound of fighting, drums beating, horses hissing, swords and shadows.

The huge city was surrounded by countless troops and people, and various siege equipment such as Thunderbolt stones and crossbows were crushed. The rain of arrows shot at the wall and fell a large number of defenders.

Yanjing was besieged!

Qin Hao and his party were stunned. The Shenglian Sect was so fast that they were about to destroy the State of Yan.

"Father!" Yan Qingcheng shouted anxiously, urging the flying sword, like scratching the air and becoming popular, and the speed was fast to the limit.

"Protect the beautiful city!" Qin Hao had no intention to pay attention to it. Even immortals will be injured.

The siege was still continuing. The bodies fell piece by piece and rushed up piece by piece. Shenglianzong did not know what means to encourage the troops stationed outside and besiege them with ordinary people.

The secular war is even more tragic. People look up and hiss, and there is a smell of burnt meat and rottenness everywhere.

The siege lasted for three days, and the two sides were glued together and vowed not to give up.

In the military tent outside the city, Yi Xuelian sat on the handsome seat. On the right, Yanlinhou, the champion Houhou, Feiyuhou and other marquis stationed outside were a group of arrogant and arrogant immortals. "Saint, Yanjing's wall is strong, the army is well equipped, and it may be difficult to capture it in a few days!" The Marquis Yanlin's real name is Yanlin. He is the younger brother of the Emperor Yan and has been stationed outside all year round.

Before Yi Xuelian said anything, a fairy snorted coldly, "A group of wastes, it is difficult for Xiaoyan to capture in Kyoto. If you had known this, you would have given it to us!"

"Shut up, don't I know that it's easy for the immortals to attack the city wall? This time, the Yan Emperor was mediocre and suffered, and the people rose up against it and overthrew the State of Yan*. You entered the city to tell all the immortals that we provoked this war and destroyed the State of Yan?" Yi Xuelian was exposed, and her body was no longer as holy as a lotus, but rippled with an evil charm, and even the lotus platform was turning black.

The talking immortals were stared at by Yi Xuelian and quickly begged for mercy: "Saint please forgive me, saint forgive me!"

"Well, spare your life first. Tonight, you sneaked into the city and let all the royal family die. You should know what to do. If this is being smashed..." Yi Xuelian finished ordering, closed her eyes and fell into practice.

Yan Linhou's face changed again and again. A group of people walked out of the tent and sighed repeatedly. The royal family was doomed, and they were the culprits.

"At this point, there is no hesitation!" Feiyu Houhu had a bear's back, a ferocious face, a big mouth, and a cruel smile.

Yan Linhou felt much better. Yes, when he invaded Yanjing, he was the new Yan Emperor and reigned in the world.

But he forgot one thing. Since it is to overthrow the State of Yan*, how can he leave the remnants of the State of Yan, let alone make the remnants of the State of Yan become the new emperor? Poor Marquis Yan Lin is still dreaming of the Emperor Yan.

Several people drove the flying sword, put on the invisible charm, directly entered the city, and fell to the gate of the Jinluan Hall of the palace.

"Father!" Yan Qingcheng appeared and looked at the old face on the dragon chair and shouted with concern.

"Who is it?" The samurai outside the palace came out of his sheath and surrounded him.

Yan Qingcheng stared, and the royal family's majesty was undoubtedly displayed. He snorted coldly, "Get out of here, I'm a little princess!"

"Get out of here, I don't even know your little princess!" Duan Muye clenched his fist and was eager to try.

Qin Hao quickly stopped. This guy is a wild man. He doesn't care about the Jinluan Hall. He can really demolish this small hall. The civil and military minister in the hall was dejected, and even the Emperor Yan lay on the dragon chair and closed his eyes and sighed.

Qin Hao swept around and sighed, "No wonder the people want to rebel. They all eat fat heads, big bellies and stools, and there are no three drops of ink in their chest. They still want to govern the country well and deserve it!"

Qin Hao and his party walked in and watched around, just like shopping, full of novelty and happiness.

"Bold, why don't you kneel down to salute when you see Emperor Yan!" An eunuch shook the dust and scolded angrily.

Get out!

Before Yan Qingcheng could stop it, Duan Muye roared, which made the eunuch bleed and fall softly.

"Wild man, this is a secular world. Don't kill people at any time!" Qin Hao knew that Duan Muye deliberately did it, but he still scolded him.

Yan Huang looked at Qin Hao, his eyes lit up, and asked kindly, "Daughter, are these three of your friends immortals?"

Yan Qingcheng nodded and asked urgently, "Father, how long can you hold on? If you can't hold on, withdraw. The strength of the State of Yan alone can't resist it!"

"Hmm!" A cold hum, a young man in a bright yellow robe came out and scolded angrily, "Little princess, you let us withdraw from Yanjing. Where can we go? The fall of Yanjing in this country means that our country of Yan will be destroyed. Can a country of Yan be restored?"

"The ten princes are right, we can't talk about it!"

"Emperor Yan, the old minister vowed to defend Yanjing to the death and survive with Yanjing!"

A group of civil and military ministers knelt down and cried a lot, but they didn't go to the wall with one.

Qin Hao wanted to laugh. This time, Shenglianzong's premeditated siege of Yanjing. How could there be less immortals? Relying on the strength of the royal family, it was simply an arm as a car and self-destruction.

"Who are you and what are you laughing at?" The general saw Qin Hao sneering and asked.

"Even if you are a mortal, you will die like this to me!" A cold light flashed in Qin Hao's eyes, and a wind rolled up. He hit the general's chest and flew it out. After falling, he vomited blood and made no sound.

Qin Hao clapped his hands and sighed, "Although immortals are not allowed to kill mortals, if mortals provoke immortals, that is, it is disrespectful and dead!"

Yan Qingcheng stared at Qin Hao fiercely. This little colored embryo really couldn't wait for the destruction of the State of Yan.

"Qin Hao, will you help me? If you help me, I will marry you now!" Yan Qingcheng stared at Qin Hao with firm and resentful eyes.

There was an uproar in the hall. Who was this little teenager? The little princess would actually ask him for help.

Qin Hao has a big head. This Yan Qingcheng really thinks that he is an immortal. Yanjing is surrounded. That's a mortal thing. How can he help? It is impossible to kill all the mortals outside the city, but once the stone tablet is sacrificed, it will take minutes.

"I can't help you. You should know that it was planned by Shenglianzong this time!" Qin Hao refused. Sooner or later, this girl will be his. Why do you want to make this mess?

"We, plus your royal immortals, are not the opponents of the Holy Lotus Sect. Give up, cut off the secular world, and cultivate your immortals!" Qin Hao persuaded.

"No, I won't!" Yan Qingcheng left tears in the corner of his eyes and ran into the side hall.

"Emperor Yan, I still advise you to give up as soon as possible. Shenglian Sect loses patience and will completely wipe out your royal family and enjoy hundreds of prosperity. It's time to be satisfied. Relying on your background, you can be a family of immortals. Why do you have to spread such a lot of bad things!" Qin Hao left his opinion and turned away. He said everything he should say. It's not his business whether he listens or not. Anyway, he doesn't want to get into it.

"This man's evil words confuse the public, demonic words confuse the public!" Some princes jumped on their feet and scolded, and some people bowed their heads and meditated. Is it necessary for the royal family to survive with the State of Yan?

It's not easy to secretly manipulate a country as a family of immortals!

In the city, the crows are silent, exuding a strong sense of decadence. After the prosperity of the big city, all that is left is abandonment and sinking.

"Brother Hao, I don't think the royal family will listen to you if they don't suffer losses!" Several people wandered on the empty street, and Li Shaobai gently shook his fan and was relaxed and comfortable.

Qin Hao nodded and recognized that the royal family was used to enjoying glory and wealth, and it was really difficult for them to give up, but after suffering, they would decide decisively.

"There is no place to go now. Let's enjoy the scenery upstairs!" Qin Hao jumped gently and jumped to the roof. Several guys lay on it and talked about it. It was so cool.

When night comes, it is as dark as ink, and only the palace in Yanjing is brightly lit.

In the air, there was a faint sound of flying sword breaking through the air. Qin Hao turned up and said, "The people of Shenglianzong can't help it. Let's follow up. Don't really destroy it all. Qingcheng will be sad!"

Li Shaobai muttered angrily, "If it weren't for Yan Qingcheng, you would also follow up to join in the fun!"

"You're right then!" Qin Hao smiled, with an invisible charm on his body, and followed the person of Shenglian Sect.

Hundreds of people came, all of whom were in the foundation period. Such a situation was enough to destroy several royal families. These people held a map of Yanjing in their hands, and the seedlings marked the location of the royal personnel. They entered the house invisibility, took out ordinary swords, quickly killed them, and then burned the mansion.

"Ordinary weapons, mortal means, are very cautious!" Qin Hao snorted coldly, and the stone tablet fell into the air, crushing the man into pieces.

Back and forth, Qin Hao killed dozens of people and counted with Li Shaobai, Big Cat and Yutu. There were still more than 20 people left to enter the palace. At this time, there was a violent shock from the palace, and there was a gorgeous luster in the sky.

"There is a fight, but the royal immortals are definitely not opponents!" Li Shaobai gloated.

"Don't talk nonsense, go in and have a look!" Qin Hao and others rushed into the palace and smelled the strong smell of blood. The guys in bright yellow robes in the hall fell into the pool of blood one by one. The Jinluan Hall had long been beaten and fragmented. There was a picture of nine palaces floating on Yan Qingcheng, and suddenly appeared, and the disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect who were killed were suspicious.

"No one left!" Qin Hao's cold voice, his fists surfaced with gusts of wind, fiercely hitting a flying sword of an immortal.

With a click, the flying sword broke into pieces, and then was kicked into the chest by Qin Hao.

Li Shaobai's sword is like ghosts and gods. With a sword, someone must die.

The big cat sacrificed the sword of destruction, which was fierce and domineering. Under the long sword, it directly split the person in half.

White Rabbit is even more weird. As soon as he sees his opponent, he let his opponent give up resistance, and then passes by with a flying sword, bright and beautiful, killing in seconds.

Kill clean, Qin Hao came forward and comforted him, "Qingcheng, are you all right!"

Yan Qingcheng looked at Qin Hao coldly with tears in his eyes and asked, "You can kill these people. Why did you come now? The Yan family suffered heavy casualties. Are you satisfied!"

Qin Hao came forward and roared, "Look at how many of you Yan's family have resisted like you. Your blood and the glory of your ancestors are gone, and you have not enjoyed it. You have become cowards and become cowardly. Is such a waste worth saving? I just want you to let you know that your Yan family only jumps out. Lu, first, become a family of immortals, and second, be buried with the State of Yan. Hurry up and decide. In the evening, Shenglian Sect noticed that no one wants to leave!"

Most of the surviving Yan disciples, who are smart and stable, are in favor of being a family of immortals. Everything is ready, and the sky is white, intending to break through.