The words of Jingquan Ancestor were like a fire igniting gasoline, and the eyes of every Sang Country warrior showed a bloodthirsty and cold killing intent.

The warriors of the Sang Kingdom present are all the most powerful martial arts masters in the Sang Kingdom, and on their shoulders, they are shouldering the heavy responsibility of the rejuvenation of the entire nation and the prosperity of martial arts.

For any of them, it is an irresistible honor and temptation to be able to hunt down the most powerful enemy of the Sang Kingdom, decapitate him, and crown his wife and son, and live for eternity.

"Warriors, the birth of God has completely disrupted the Sang State's infiltration plan into the Chinese countries, and also made the Sang State's control over the entire East Asia gradually weaken, and more importantly, as long as this person is alive, the bushido spirit of my empire will always be sluggish, and the national martial arts belief will be suppressed by one person, and even decline and fade."

"Kill him, raise the prestige of our country, revitalize the national spirit of our country, and spread the belief that Sang is invincible in the world to the hearts of every descendant of Sang Country, this is the important task entrusted to us by history, and it is also the foundation of Sang Country's prosperity in the future and will never be destroyed!"

The old man's voice was originally low and hoarse, but under the excitement of the emotion, it gradually became high-pitched, and in the end, it was like a beast roaring, and the other seven ancestors stood up.

Every old man, his waist was as upright as a javelin, and his face was full of iron-blooded solemnity for the rest of his life, and this silent act filled the entire hall with a tragic and generous atmosphere.

All the young warriors stood up, their eyes were like eagles, and their blood was boiling, but the iron discipline made none of them make a sound, and they all listened quietly to the old man's words.

"You are all the elites of my eight great families in the Sang Kingdom, the backbone of the nation, the foundation of the great prosperity of martial arts, the rise of the nation, and the future of the Sang Kingdom, all of which depend on you, but now I don't avoid hardships and dangers, and when I get here, I want to thank you on behalf of my emperor."

"Here, our eight old guys also made an oath, everyone present, no matter who killed God, he is the next chief of the Imperial Palace, my old guy has been in this position for thirty years, ready to pass on the position of the chief officer, I hope that there will be a virtuous and handsome man, able to kill God, and rule the eight great families in the future, and serve our emperor."

As soon as Jingquan Ancestor said this, even with the concentration of Jingquan Dao Hanamichi Maruko and others, they were all taken aback, and everyone looked at Jingquan Ancestor's resolute expression, their eyes began to burn, and their breathing became heavy.

Strictly speaking, the position of chief of the palace does not belong to the official position of the government, but in the country of Sang, this position is much more honorable than any minister in the cabinet, or even more than the prime minister, and the chief of the palace has no right to order him except for the responsibility of our emperor.

Theoretically, the Chief Cabinet does not have the right to appoint a Cabinet Minister or a Prime Minister, but in general, the Prime Minister and the Cabinet Secretary will always comply with the Chief-Chamberlain's request whenever he asks for it.

The chief of the palace is the leader elected by the eight major imperial families, and as long as he is a child of the eight major imperial families, he must unconditionally obey the orders of the chief of the imperial family.

Almost seventy or eighty percent of the elite children of the family have entered the political, business, and military high-level positions, and these people, on the premise of not violating the interests of the country and the general interests of the nation, must obey the orders of the chief of the imperial guard.

It can be seen from this that the decision of Jingquan Ancestor, including the ancestors of the other seven major families, has caused a great impact in the hearts of all the martial arts masters present.

After Jingquan Old Ancestor finished saying this decision, he deliberately stopped, looking at all the Sang Kingdom martial arts powerhouses, all of them were breathing heavily, their faces were red, he smiled slightly with satisfaction, and waved his hand: "Don't doubt this decision, this is the decision of the eight old guys of ours, success or failure of life and death, in one fell swoop!" ”

The other seven ancestors were all silent, but their straight waists, their evil eyes, and solemn expressions all showed that the older generation of Sang Guo martial artists were determined to kill God.

Jingquan Ancestor waved his hand, and his voice was murderous: "The intelligence has learned that God's left hand is crippled, and his chest and abdomen are seriously injured and vomiting blood, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, now he is also in Pingyang, warriors, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to make meritorious contributions, go!" ”

In the hall, there was a solemnity, and the martial arts masters present all knew deeply how powerful God was, even if he was injured, but the injured tiger, isn't it more terrifying?

Finally, a young girl in a linen white dress walked out slowly, behind her back, carrying a long two-handed heavy sword, which was not proportional to her thin body, but she didn't care, walked barefoot on the floor, step by step, and went out.

The well spring is empty!

Izumi Kongzhao's strength is not the strongest among these genius grandmasters, but this kraken-like girl has an incomparable fighting talent.

In the Sang Guo Martial Arts Conference election competition, Izumi Kongzhao has already shown his genius fighting skills, but no one thought that the first person to appear to snipe God was actually this girl who had been silent.

Jingquan Ancestor nodded with satisfaction, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a Taoist with long hair scattered to his waist and unruly eyes walked out, with an extremely long and wide long knife in his hand, exuding incomparable killing intent, but it was the genius martial artist Genmoto Si of Hokkaido.

He went out without looking back, but in a flash, he disappeared in the night.

Immediately afterwards, the silver-haired and yin owl genius martial artist Genmoto Ming, the kawaii-faced but extremely vicious Ikebana Maruko, the calm and solemn Jingquan Dao, and the other twenty or so Sang Kingdom martial arts geniuses all left in turn.

Everyone leaves in a different way, some are arrogant, some are silent, some are murderous, some are gentle and lovely, but no matter what, with the addition of every powerful warrior, Han Cheng under the dark night will have a little more sense of coldness.

Five kilometers away from the Ginza Building, there is the Han River, which runs through the city, and a small motorized boat is quietly moored on the side of the Seoul River Gimsuwan Wharf.

Shi Tianming's tall and burly figure, standing at the bow of the ship, was bowing slightly at the moment, and reported to the people in the cabin in front of him: "Wang, the warriors of the Sang Kingdom have been dispatched, according to reliable information, the target has been seriously injured, and the Sang Kingdom is estimated to want to take advantage of this opportunity to kill the target." ”

"Hehe, even if God can move a finger, he must not take it lightly, just let these arrogant fools, go and take the lead, they don't understand, the most powerful thing about God is not his invincible kung fu, but this person's invincible belief."

"The last thing he is afraid of is a strong enemy, the stronger the enemy, the more he can stimulate his own potential and defeat the opponent, if it weren't for his characteristic, in the previous battles, he would have died in my hands."

The voice coming out of the cabin was obviously electronically disguised, and turned into a straight electronic voice without any inhibition and frustration, without a trace of emotion, although he was used to Wang's way of speaking, Shi Tianming's back was still slightly cold.

"So what should we do now?"

Shi Tianming lowered his hand and asked respectfully, facing the mysterious person in the cabin, even he had never seen his true face, but every time he carried out a task, the king's material was like a god, and he could always admire him.

In the cabin, the mysterious man sighed and said lightly: "Our god, the most powerful, is his will and martial arts, but his heart is as weak as a chicken that has just hatched an eggshell. ”

"He, like his mother, is always full of inexplicable compassion for the world, and for the so-called national righteousness, he is even more important than life, tsk, you say, to deal with such a sad and sad guy, full of weaknesses, can we use real knives and real guns to snipe him?"

There was no emotion in a mechanical voice, but it showed the disdain of the mysterious man, and he said lightly: "Execute Plan A, this time, I want God to die like a good person, tsk, even if he broke through the pursuit of the warriors of the Sang Kingdom, he would never have thought that his little life would be ended like this." ”

"Yes!"

Shi Tianming's face was solemn, he raised his hand and saluted a military salute, and then turned around and disembarked.

The night breeze was cool and gently blowing, and the hatch of the cabin was blown open by the wind, and it could be seen that the cabin was empty, only a communicator, facing a megaphone.

The spoon-shaped communicator has a small miniature bomb tied to the tail, and there is a strict time control device on the bomb, and five minutes later, the miniature bomb suddenly slammed and shattered the entire communicator.

The power of this explosion is very small, almost equivalent to a large prohibited firecracker, and the purpose is to destroy the communicator, completely erase the communicator's channel, and leave traces.

At this moment, it was already midnight, Ling Duxue was ashamed of Wang Xiaoshi, Wang Xiaoshi and Dao Ling'er went one after the other, and touched the Blue Tile Hotel.

Wang Xiaoshi's left hand was injured, although there was no problem with the bone meridians, but in a short period of time, he was unable to move, his internal organs were shocked, and when he breathed, there was a faint tingling pain, but this calf was optimistic by nature, this kind of injury was not a problem at all for him, and he laughed softly with Dao Ling'er along the way, and the two of them were not boring.

In the air, there is a rich fragrance of gardenias, although a few kilometers away, the fire caused by the explosion is still burning, and the whole city, the sirens are blaring, this night is definitely not peaceful, full of the noise and noise of war.

But I don't know why, looking at the master's broad and slender back, Dao Ling'er's heart is as calm as water, there is a sweet smell, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers in the night sky, she would rather go on like this