Chapter Eighty-Five: Killing in the Face

Zhao Ping sat down on the chair for a while before he came to his senses.

He turned his head and gritted his teeth at Chen Zonghu: "Chen-Zong-Hu, you have a good plan! Because of your concealment, I even let my son Hao'er sneak into the crowd, if he makes any mistakes, I will definitely explain it to the alliance leader." ”

At this time, Zhao Ping no longer expected Zhao Minghao to succeed in the sneak attack according to the original plan, and after listening to Chen Zonghu's description of Mu Sheng, he was cold all over his body and was terrified.

This is not the King of the Four Realms at all, but a legend of Ruan Jingtian, who was already a Grandmaster of the Five Realms a few years ago, and who slaughtered the assassins of the Snow Country overnight and defeated the strongest man in the Northern Kingdom.

Such a character, even if the realm is suppressed to the second realm, it is not something that Zhao Minghao and a few Zhao family martial artists can deal with.

"Quick, hurry up and remind Hao'er, cancel the plan, let Hao'er stop the sneak attack and assassination, quick!"

Zhao Ping immediately instructed the housekeeper to stop Zhao Minghao's sneak attack on Mu Sheng.

But just when he said this, there was a sudden change in the square, Zhao Minghao didn't know the conversation between his father and Chen Zonghu on the high platform, he just remembered his father's expectations for him yesterday.

"Hao'er, there are some old guys in the clan who have always opposed you taking over the position of the head of the Nanjiang Zhao family in the future, saying that you are ambitious and talented, and there are more suitable candidates than you in the clan.

Tomorrow, you must seize the opportunity to kill that person, with the record of killing the powerhouses of the four realms, no matter who it is, it will no longer be able to stop you. ”

Zhao Minghao remembered what his father said to him yesterday, and his heart was agitated, although now it seems that Mu Sheng in front of him has not yet reached the point of exhaustion.

But it is obvious that the surrounding Nanjiang warriors have already retreated, and after a while, I am afraid that someone will collapse, which will cause a larger-scale rout.

At that time, not only will this great duel carefully planned by their Zhao family completely fail and achieve the great prestige of the enemy, but his desire to accumulate the prestige of the family by attacking and killing Mu Sheng will also be completely ruined.

"After fighting for so long, this person must have been exhausted, and now it's just the end of a bluff and a strong crossbow, let's start acting!" Zhao Minghao didn't want to wait any longer, and whispered secretly to a few Zhao family martial artists around him.

After saying that, he immediately quietly began to unseal the cultivation.

At this time, Zhao Ping on the stage had just received information from Chen Zonghu's mouth, and Zhao Minghao, who had already lifted the seal and restored the cultivation of the Three Realms, and five Zhao family retinues attacked at the same time.

"Suffer death, Mu Sheng, you will be my first stepping stone to the position of the head of the family!" Zhao Minghao's angry shouts suddenly sounded on the battle field.

The five followers of the Second Realm launched attacks from all directions at the same time, and the five of them still used the technique of combined attacks, unlike the others who were solved with one move before, although the five of them fought very hard, they still resisted Wu Fan's first wave of attacks with difficulty, and they involved his hands and feet.

And Zhao Minghao also took advantage of this time to aim at a gap and suddenly attack.

He believed that in such a situation, no one would be able to resist such an attack.

"No, Hao'er!"

Different from Zhao Minghao's self-confidence, Zhao Ping on the high platform saw this scene, and a strong uneasiness surged in his heart, his eyes were split, and he stretched out his hand and roared angrily to stop all this.

But, it's too late!

In the face of the sudden attack, Wu Fan smiled slightly, showed a well-informed smile, and muttered to himself: "Carving insect skills, perform assassination skills in front of me, and look for death!"

With a pop, Zhao Minghao's sharp sword pierced into Mu Sheng's body in front of him.

Zhao Minghao's face couldn't help but smile, but he saw that after Mu Sheng's body fell, he showed a frightened look in the eyes of a Zhao family attendant opposite him.

The other party's eyes were frightened and anxious, and his mouth was open, as if he wanted to shout something.

"Father, look, I succeeded, I succeeded in assassinating a powerhouse of the Four Realms, and now, even the eyes of the Zhao family's entourage looking at me are full of horror.

They're in awe of me!"

Zhao Minghao felt that his thoughts had become very scattered, and he suddenly had so many feelings at this time.

It's like a dying person who suddenly becomes sentimental.

He suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw the tip of a sword peeking out of the heart of his chest.

"It's ...... This ......"

Zhao Minghao finally saw the reflection in the other party's eyes from the widening eyes of the attendant opposite: behind him, there was another Mu Sheng, and the other party had already grabbed a sword and pierced his chest from behind.

Zhao Minghao's thoughts became scattered and illusory, and at the last glance, he saw that the so-called Mu Sheng who had been pierced by him just now was just a piece of clothing, and then, he completely lost consciousness and left this world.