
This story has a little different perspective in the initial chapter, if you do not mind please read from the first to know the plot. As for those of you who do not want to be bothered please read starting from chapter 20.
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The night was raining so hard but the sound of steps and sword incisions sounded very real, one by one the royal family fell pouring blood without a sound.
Chenzhen's sword groove left the looking people dumbstruck, unaware their bodies had separated from each other.
Almost a portion of the royal people had sided with Chenzhen. He also set the best-case scenario if he fails to overthrow the government.
Chenzhen was very confident in her abilities but still had to think about the worst situation.
Many of the royal soldiers had been wiped out by Chenzhen making the entire room like a sea of blood.
Suddenly someone stepped closer to Chenzhen quickly, the pressure of this man's aura was thick and very familiar to Chenzhen.
Inside a royal room a voice sounded Chenzhen, "I still didn't expect you to do this." Whispering sounds that appeared clearly, the presence of the man was able to break the silence in the torrential rain, and make some soldiers instantly submit to him.
"Honor Your Majesty." At once those who remained faithful and recognized him raised their hands, signifying a reverence for the King.
"Stop it and surrender or I'll take you as a rebel" asked the King.
"You still feel your most powerful self" Chenzhen replied with a cynical smile.
The King realized his words would not be heard by Chenzhen anymore, hundreds of corpses of soldiers scattered, even the corpse now began to emit a smell and unpleasant scenery.
Hearing Chenzhen's words, the King let out a strong aura pressure, everyone he wanted prostrated even fainted, some Chenzhen soldiers now began to fall.
"Look at you still feel the most powerful and powerful," said Chenzhen issued her aura that was no less powerful.
That night their fight began, not a single person dared to approach, even one who had realized to close his eyes again.
Chenzhen was well versed in her father's gentle but deadly fighting style, no wonder he was dubbed as a death flower swordsman.
Dozens of times they exchanged moves but none of them had been injured other than the manpower in Chenzhen began to drain away. He realized it would be difficult to defeat the old man if not the help of the recovery pill.
Chenzhen was prepared to launch her failure plan in case of need, but not long after that a boy approached the battleground while running.
"Dadahh!" Shouted Liuzhen breaking the silence of the fight. To the King's surprise he realized that his second son was not far from them, he was worried that Liuzhen would be affected by the fight.
Chenzhen saw an opportunity that was not missed, all her strength was focused on the tip of the sword, with the agile Chenzhen sword separating the body and head of the King.
That night so quickly happened that not a single royal family managed to survive the battle other than Liuzhen.
All the royal warriors also began to arrive after a while the King's death, some of them still difficult to believe.
Although some of the warriors wanted to attack Chenzhen, but in the end they locked up the intention.
None of them dared to speak after seeing the King's head, the thousands of soldiers waiting for the cue from Chenzhen to attack seemed to be a sign of danger to all warriors.
It was not until Chenzhen gave off such a powerful murderous aura to clarify herself again.
"How could a child of his age have an aura this close," muttered one of the worried swordsmen.
They were all now aware of Chenzhen's charisma and power. The entire crowd slowly saluted and bowed to the new king.
"Our Honor Your Majesty." All soldiers and warriors recognized Chenzhen's existence.