Chapter 833

"Son of a bitch! I beg your pardon? The one who didn't want to drink would bring people to attack our royal palace? "

Dongyang Hao is very proud when he looks at him. His respected son, Dongyang Chong, is cut off and bloody. When he appears in front of him, he is also shocked. He doesn't know what happened.

But now, after understanding the whole story, he only felt that he had a strong backing in his heart, which was also a complete collapse.

Originally, I thought that Dongyang zhengkui was a trump card in the hands of their Dongyang royal family. It was always their pride and dependence. Who could have thought that such pride and dependence would be completely wiped out by an unknown little boy. Their support of Dongyang royal family collapsed in the same instant. What made him feel more angry and afraid was that now Chuhe even said that he wanted them to return the power and status they had got.

How is that possible?

Chuhe, since you want us to completely destroy the Dongyang royal family, we also need to pull a cushion! Let you be buried with us!

Dongyang Haotian's face has a trace of ferocity.

Looking at his son's affirmation, the news will never be wrong. As a royal family, they also cover the sky with one hand in Zhongjing City, similar to the princes. In their hands, they control a lot of resources, but now, in their eyes, just like shrimp, they don't care about the existence of being crushed to death, but it has become their fatal straw.

Even so abrupt performance, so that they do not have any chance. All the previous situations have completely fallen into a deadlock, and the original actions will push those forces who were loyal to them further and further.

Today's Dongyang royal family is really in a state of isolation. But after all, they are the strong ones who have controlled the throne of the royal family for decades, and the resources they have gained over the years make them many outstanding ones. What's more, they have trained some well-trained strong men to cultivate immortals. It's just that these people have never really appeared before.

Now, it's time to kill each other. There's no more possibility to hide!

At noon the next day.

Chu he led the people to the royal palace like killing gods.

They were so overwhelming that they did not give much resistance to the royal family, so they entered the Royal Palace smoothly.

And this road is incomparably smooth, smooth almost unbelievable.

Even in the Chu River, when they surrounded the palace before they stepped into the Royal Palace, the iron mountain nearby still had a dream feeling.

"Boss, we really Is it so easy to force Dongyang Laoer into this palace? How can they be so unruly? "

Tieshan waved his fist, and the original warlike gene was obviously mobilized, but it didn't fully play enough. Now it is obvious that they are very dissatisfied.

Chuhe light smile: "don't worry, not to the end."

Chu he's eyes were deep, as if he had penetrated through the gate of the palace and seen the situation in the palace.

On this road, they are so smooth, for Chuhe, naturally there are a lot of confusion and doubt.

After all, for Chuhe, there are a lot of contacts with Dongyang royal family on weekdays. For their style, Chuhe can't be more clear. Insidious, cunning, cunning! Previously, those people were just old, weak, sick and disabled. They didn't have much strength to resist their entry.

Now here, is the real battlefield, is the Dongyang royal family should pay the price for what they did!

At the beginning, the whole college was forced by the Dongyang royal family, and the atmosphere of killing filled the air, like purgatory on earth. Even Chuhe himself, under such circumstances, almost died without a burial place. All this hatred is not so easy to erase! What's more, in the view of Chuhe, people respect me a foot, I respect people a foot, if people hurt me an inch, I will report it ten times!

In the excitement of the crowd, they didn't realize that the surrounding environment was quiet. It didn't look like anyone was hiding in the palace.

Iron mountain and Ren Fu, who had been exploring, suddenly changed their faces: "no, we've fallen in the trap!"

"Oh! My Dongyang palace, do you come and go as soon as you say? Now that we are here, let's go to hell together! "

A cold voice came out of the palace like a demon. Then a rapid flow of body and mind, the long gun waving in the hand, as if in the air into a snake in general, toward the Chu River directly wrapped in the past.

The speaker is Dongyang Haotian, the king of Dongyang royal family. Now they are in the end. Even when Chu he saw this scene, he felt a little sorry.

You know, when he just returned to the world, although he was also a rich young master, he was just a little mole ant in Zhongjing city. The royal family was like the sun above, and there was a big difference between them. After all, one is the son of a small rich businessman, and the other is the controller of the whole Zhongjing city. The gap is just like the difference between clouds and mud!But I don't know when, all the gaps between them seem to be gradually narrowed or even surpassed by the growth of Chuhe's strength!

The situation turns around, such as 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Originally in Dongyang Haotian, it seemed that he was just a little boy with a mole ant like head, but now he has become a strong man who kills elephants.

The king of Dongyang is the elephant, and Chuhe is the ant!

There was a strong wave under the spirit power. The long gun wound around it, as if it would not take people's lives.

Chuhe looked at the gun, and there was a trace of admiration in his expression. It has to be said that the strength of Dongyang Haotian is really extraordinary. It's a pity that their minds are so treacherous that they can't tolerate anyone stronger than them in the world. In the world of immortals, such characters have such a life and death duel time sooner or later!

"Boss, be careful!"

Iron mountain and others are also aware of this sudden long gun, are very frightened, hurriedly remind Chuhe.

But Chuhe didn't care, just a little cold in his eyes.

He pinched his fists and pushed them out slowly like the eight trigrams of Taiji. His seemingly light fists drew their shadows in the air.

"Dongyang Haotian has good strength, but it's a pity that you met me!"

Chuhe didn't have any fluctuation of spirit power, but he was very confident with one punch!

(end of this chapter)