Chapter 262 Coup
Yuan Hong, who was standing aside, also stood quietly with the water and fire stick in his arms, keeping his distance from the two men.

In this way, Si Ruokong and the other two would naturally not provoke him again.

Not to mention that Yuan Hong himself is a basic warrior 108 war god comparable to the late celestial being.

Simply because he is the Gangqi side God of War, he is much stronger than the average late stage celestial being.

What’s more, Yuan Hong is a divine general!

With this blessing, Yuan Hong’s strength is no weaker than that of a war god with basic strength level 109.

Not to mention Si Ruokong who is at the peak of the celestial realm.

This was also the first time Yuan Hong faced the Laughing Demon Lord who came alone to hold him back.

The reason why I blurted out the word "rat".

If I hadn't intentionally let it go.

Failed to find out the shit out of Lord Xiaotian the Demon.

It’s all thanks to him for doing a clean job today!

"Mission accomplished, we should leave now."

Si Ruokong said lightly, his voice revealed a hint of vicissitudes, but more of firmness and calmness.

The two of them didn't say much, turned around and walked out.

The steps were steady, without any panic.

It was as if what I had just experienced was not a life-and-death fight, but a relaxing walk.

This is indeed true. Yuan Hong, the biggest trump card of King Yan, is a traitor.

Just release it into the sea.

Faced with this luxurious lineup of the Daqian royal family, no one can withstand it.

On the way of evacuation, they encountered the three celestial beings who were suppressed by the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuan Jing Division.

These three people were originally powerful people in the realm of heaven and man, but at this moment they looked extremely embarrassed.

Their strength was almost exhausted under the joint suppression of the eunuch ancestor and the head of the Xuanjing Division.

Si Ruokong stopped and glanced at the three celestial beings with cold eyes.

There was no mercy in his eyes, only coldness and determination.

"Since we've met, let's give them a ride."

Si Ruokong said softly, and then his figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of two of the celestial beings.

If I can’t do anything to Yuan Hong, then what can I do to you?
He waved his hands quickly, and the power of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm was revealed again.

Only two muffled thuds were heard, and the two celestial beings were severely injured by Si Ruokong's palm power and fell to the ground.

His body was twitching and blood was coming out of his mouth. It was obvious that he had lost his ability to fight.

The remaining celestial being was terrified when he saw this and wanted to escape but it was too late.

Si Ruokong flashed and appeared in front of him again, striking him in the chest with a palm.

The celestial being was suddenly struck by lightning and fell to the ground seriously injured.

After doing all this, Si Ruokong clapped his hands, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"Speaking of which, Old Ancestor, if you kill the Flame King, aren't you afraid that his backstage forces will take revenge on you?"

Seeing that the three celestial beings had no power to resist in Si Ruokong's hands, Demon Lord Xiaotian was not surprised at all. Instead, he asked Si Ruokong curiously.

"Desperate? They are probably more worried about how to consolidate their position now."

"The death of King Yan may not be a bad thing for them."

Si Ruokong sneered.

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Laughing Demon Lord asked with great interest.

"King Yan is one of the three kings of different surnames in Daqian. He has a strong personality and is too independent."

"This is not an easy role for those behind the scenes to control."

Si Ruokong explained.

"So what the ancestor means is that the death of King Yan was actually desired by those behind-the-scenes forces, or even pushed by them themselves?"

After hearing this, Demon Lord Xiaotian was a little stunned.

"It is very likely that the death of King Yan not only eliminated a potential threat, but also provided them with an opportunity to support a new puppet. This..."

"Such an outcome is undoubtedly a win-win situation for them."

"Unexpectedly, our action this time played into their hands." "We were used as a tool by them."

Si Ruokong nodded, then sighed.

"These gutter rats are really good at calculating."

"But do they really think everything is under their control?"

Lord Xiaotian couldn't help but sneer after hearing this.

"There is no absolute control in this world."

“Everyone is fighting for their own interests.”

"After tonight, the situation in Daqian will become more complicated."

“We can only do the best we can.”

Si Ruokong thought about it, looked up at the starry night sky, and sighed.

At this time, inside the camp of the Chiyu Army, with the unexpected death of King Yan, the entire camp fell into an unprecedented shock.

Countless well-trained spies, dressed in black, scattered out of the military camp quickly and orderly like ghosts in the night.

Spread this important news quickly.

These secret agents are all specially trained elites. Not only are they swift in action, but they also have extremely high efficiency in transmitting intelligence.

In a short period of time, the news of King Yan's death spread like the wind.

At this time, in the rear of Yanzhou, inside the base camp of King Yan.

With the death of King Yan, the originally stable King Yan's Palace fell into chaos and turmoil.

During this turbulent time, the second son of King Yan, Shi Fuchen, carefully planned a sudden coup with the help of those behind-the-scenes manipulators.

The night was falling, the stars were twinkling, but inside Prince Yan's Palace there were flames shooting up into the sky and shadowy figures were everywhere.

Shi Fuchen had a stern look in his eyes, was dressed in military uniform, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and looked as if he had everything under control.

Before this, he had already secretly accumulated strength under the instructions of those behind the scenes.

He even formed a secret alliance with some powerful officials, nobles, and military generals, just waiting for this day to come.

It was a dark night with strong winds, the perfect time for action.

Tatata!
Shi Fuchen led a team of elite soldiers, moving like a ghost between the corridors and courtyards of the palace.

Their target was the residence of Shi Fuyan, the eldest son of King Yan.

Shi Fuyan has always been regarded as the future heir to the Yan Palace, but he knows nothing about the coming storm.

When Shi Fuchen's men arrived at Shi Fuyan's residence, they found the door closed and there was no movement inside.

Shi Fuchen sneered and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to break in.

With a loud "bang", the door was kicked open.

The soldiers poured into the house like a tide and quickly took control of the situation.

When Shi Fuchen's men broke into the room, Shi Fuyan was still in the study, concentrating on studying military books.

To his surprise, he found himself imprisoned by his own brother.

Before he could react, he was firmly controlled by the soldiers.

"Shi Fuchen, what do you want to do?"

Shi Fuyan widened his eyes and shouted angrily at Shi Fuchen.

"Brother, don't blame me for being ruthless. I am also thinking about the future of the Yan Palace."

"You are not qualified to be the heir, so I have to take your place."

Shi Fuchen walked up to him and said coldly.

"you!"

"Seek the skin of a tiger!"

Shi Fuyan was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he could do nothing.

He knew that his strength was no match for Shi Fuchen who had the support of those dark forces.

Shi Fuchen looked at the angry and helpless Shi Fuyan, and a feeling of pleasure surged in his heart.

He finally realized his dream and stepped on his once high and mighty brother.

But he also knows that this is just the beginning and there will be more challenges waiting for him.

"take away!"

(End of this chapter)