Chapter 261 Death of the Flame King
He took a deep breath, then began to make hand gestures with his hands. His fingertips moved swiftly, and he muttered something in a low and rhythmic voice:
"Yin and Yang complement each other, and runes are born. The five elements are in motion, and the power is boundless. The spirits gather to form a spell, and all gods and ghosts are shocked. I will now use the power of heaven and earth to command the talisman to suppress the four directions. The evil atmosphere in the camp of King Yan is high, and once the spell is broken, it will never stay. Hurry up and obey the order, the talisman will work, go!"

As he finished chanting the spell, the air around him seemed to shake.

The vital energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered with him as the center, forming a series of golden talismans.

These talismans circled and danced in the air, emitting a powerful pressure.

Then, like an arrow shot from a bow, it whizzed towards the camp of King Yan!
"Rumble--"

The sound of the talisman exploding resounded through the sky, and the entire camp fell into chaos in an instant.

Flames shot up into the sky, smoke filled the air, and countless soldiers fled in panic.

At the same time, the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuanjing Division also took the opportunity to launch an attack.

They shuttled through the chaos like two bolts of lightning, their eyes fixed on the Flame King, who was their only target on this trip.

However, the masters around King Yan are no ordinary people.

Several martial arts masters recruited by Prince Yan's Palace immediately came forward and tried to stop these two top celestial beings from the Daqian Dynasty.

For a moment, the battle broke out suddenly on the chaotic battlefield with swords flashing and qi running wild.

Although these martial arts masters are quite powerful, they seem so weak in front of the eunuch ancestor of Daqian and the chief of Daqian Xuanjing Division.

When the two joined forces, their power was doubled, and every attack from them put these martial arts masters in danger.

However, they did not rush to win, but steadily suppressed their opponents and laid the groundwork for their next plan.

At this moment, the three celestial beings beside King Yan finally couldn't hold back anymore and attacked.

Although the strength of these three people can only be considered ordinary in the realm of heaven and man, they are already top-notch in the world today.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately changed the situation on the battlefield.

However, the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuanjing Division had already anticipated this.

They smiled slightly, and as their bodies swayed, a long stream of energy was dragged out in the air.

He directly confronted the three celestial beings beside King Yan.

At this time, the ancestor of the Daqian royal family and the Daqian priest who had been following behind them continued to approach King Yan.

The two battles broke out at almost the same time.

The Eunuch Ancestor and the Chief of the Xuan Mirror Division displayed amazing strength. Even when facing the siege of three celestial beings, they were still able to handle it with ease.

On the other side, the two people approaching the Flame King also encountered unexpected resistance.

A burly figure wearing armor and holding a water and fire stick stood in front of the Flame King.

This person was none other than Yuan Hong, the divine general who had previously demonstrated his astonishing strength on the battlefield.

His appearance made the Flame King feel relieved.

Yuan Hong's strength obviously exceeded the expectations of everyone in the Daqian Dynasty.

He stood alone and prevented the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuan Jing Division from making any progress.

However, the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuanjing Division were not panicked by this.

The Laughing Demon Lord behind him stopped, looked at Si Ruokong, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He took a step forward and laughed out loud. His laughter was like thunder, shaking people's hearts.

Yuan Hong frowned, he could feel the power contained in this laughter.

"Yuan Hong, long time no see!"

The laughter of Demon Lord Xiaotian suddenly stopped. He stared at Yuan Hong with provocation in his eyes.

"You rat, don't even think about taking a single step forward tonight."

Yuan Hong snorted coldly.

"Really?"

The Laughing Demon Lord chuckled, suddenly moved, and instantly approached Yuan Hong and engaged in a fight with him.

Seeing this, Si Ruokong did not hesitate at all. He flashed around the two people who were fighting and went straight for King Yan.

The Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm in his hand was ready to be unleashed, and the wind from the palm roared like a dragon's roar, shaking all directions.

There was a flash of panic in the Flame King's eyes.

But after all, he was also one of the kings of different surnames in the Daqian Dynasty.

Although he has not yet reached the level of a celestial being, his martial arts strength has reached the level of a grandmaster. Moreover, he has several people from the martial arts world who are guarding him closely.

Therefore, he quickly calmed down and gritted his teeth to face Si Ruokong's palm power.

But unfortunately, if it were an ordinary celestial being, King Yan and the several masters around him would be able to resist one or two by relying on their numbers.

But at this moment they are facing the foundation of the Daqian royal family - Si Ruokong!
A powerful person at the peak of the heavenly realm.

The power of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm is astonishing. Every time the palm is struck out, it is as if a dragon's roar shakes the sky and moves the universe.

"Si Ruokong, your reputation is well-deserved."

The Flame King vomited blood while resisting.

With just this one move, several masters around him were killed on the spot.

He himself was also seriously injured.

"Flame King, your end has come."

Si Ruokong had a blank expression on his face.

After being hit hard by the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm, the Flame King, who was already seriously injured, knew that he was powerless to recover.

"I am defeated. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish."

He half-knelt on the ground and looked up at Si Ruokong.

"Why did you take this route?"

Si Ruokong took a deep breath and stared at King Yan.

As one of the foundations of the Daqian Dynasty, this old monster has lived for who knows how many years.

He was naturally familiar with King Yan.

Even now, there are three kings of different surnames, including King Yun Su Kai.

They are just the younger generations he watched grow up.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, so why ask so many questions?"

King Yan smiled bitterly and whispered.

Si Ruokong nodded and said nothing more.

With a burst of power in his palm, the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm came out.

The Flame King did not dodge but closed his eyes and accepted this final judgment.

With a loud sound like a dragon's roar, tonight's battle finally ended.

The Flame King fell to the ground forever and never got up again.

Si Ruokong retracted his palm power, turned around and walked towards the Laughing Demon Lord who had stopped and Yuan Hong who was on guard at the side.

He was not as angry about the death of King Yan as he had imagined.

Some are even happy to see success.

Now, the forces behind Yuan Hong or King Yan.

He also began to feel somewhat dissatisfied with the Flame King himself.

As one of the three kings of different surnames in Daqian, King Yan's personality was already fixed.

He has too much autonomy.

This is not a good thing for those behind the scenes.

Therefore, compared to the ambitious and always restless King Yan.

They still prefer the second son of the current King Yan.

Because there is an eldest brother above him.

It has always been mediocre, even weak.

This is in line with the expectations of the group of masterminds behind the scenes for the King of Fire.

In the night, the starlight gradually dimmed, but the secret operation of the Daqian Dynasty had just ended.

Si Ruokong and Demon Lord Xiaotian stood quietly in King Yan's mansion, surrounded by the mess left after the battle.

(End of this chapter)