"Dead... Ying He is really dead?" Win Wu was ecstatic, and kept wandering around the mansion.

"Hahaha, great, this guy was really assassinated, this is really ......" A smile appeared on Ying Wu's face, but when he thought of the mysterious Zhang Jiao and the mysterious killer invited by Zhang Jiao, Ying Wu's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of jealousy.

The most taboo thing for the emperor is the power that cannot be controlled in his hands, because the emperor's personality is almost always self-respecting and domineering, and there is no room for resistance and threat.

Because they have had very few things to make them feel threatened since they were born, their personalities have been raised to become more and more self-centered over time.

Although Ying Wu is not yet an emperor, he is not much different from an emperor. This horn can send someone to kill Yinghe and Yingtian, so can he also send someone to kill this king?

Ying Wu suddenly had a suspicious attack, and he was terrified and restless.

He suddenly felt a deep uneasiness in his heart, knowing that the killer assassinated Ying He on the street in full view of everyone and even with the power of the immortal king.

What about him?

His uncle couldn't protect him anytime and anywhere, and his mother couldn't protect him anytime and anywhere.

Although his father has fallen, her mother is still one of the nominal three queens, and it is inevitable that there will be some gossip about living in her mother's harem for protection.

So the life of this king is in the hands of Zhang Jiao's thoughts?

Ying Wu suddenly felt a little unhappy, and the feeling of his life in the hands of others made his heart suddenly kill.

"I wanted them to lose both, but the king deliberately exposed the identity of the killer, but he didn't expect him to escape. Ying Wu's face was a little ugly.

Then with some kind of determination, Ying Wu shook his head, he was going to deal with it immediately, dispose of all the people who knew about it, and then feast Zhang Jiao.

Since he can't be an enemy, he can be a friend, and as for the future, he has patience...... Ying Wu's eyes were gloomy.

......

"You can't do this kind of trivial thing well, you go and deal with it, don't leave any trouble. In the palace, the Black Phoenix Queen commanded a person kneeling in front of her.

This person was one of the two people Zhang Jiao met in the Jin Palace, the man in a black brocade robe.

The man knelt on the ground, his cheek pressed against the black phoenix's hind foot, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At night, in the Yellow Turban Dao Mansion, countless black-clothed people wearing black masks and tights quietly surrounded them.

The crowd parted, and a man in a black brocade robe walked out with a long knife at his waist, his jaw raised, and he looked at Zhang Jiao's mansion with a sneer.

The long knife in his hand was slowly withdrawn, and the blade rubbed and hissed.

"Don't let any of them go. ”

The man in black nodded and quickly rushed into the courtyard, and a group of people rushed up and flexibly climbed the courtyard wall.

A Taoist stepped forward and quickly performed the Taoist method close to the wall, pinching and pressing his handprints against the wall.

The formation on the surface of the wall was destroyed in a flash, and the warning formation was not activated.

"This is it. ”

"Don't leave a single mouth alive!"

The tone of the group was cold.

Outside Zhangjiao Courtyard, there were hundreds of people surrounded by three layers and three outer layers, and the aura of each person's body was no less than that of the earth immortals, and even the strong people at the level of heavenly immortals were not a few.

The strength of the Taoist priest is very strong, but that is in the case of adequate preparation, and now it is in the capital of a god dynasty, there is no special token to decompress the blockade and suppression, and I am afraid that the strength of the ten points will not be able to exert five points.

Now all the people surrounding are martial cultivators, such a close distance is the absolute killing domain of martial cultivation, except for a small number of cultivation systems, most of the cultivation systems are difficult to fight martial cultivation at close range.

The doors and windows were broken, and a group of strong men fought in.

Boom, the house collapsed, and then countless forces shook out and shattered the wall bricks, leaving nothing left.

The young man in black brocade walked in with a sinking face, and no one ......

Escaped?

Far away in another world, Zhang Jiao felt it, looked back, sighed, and at the same time showed heartache in his eyes, the forces that he had gathered with great difficulty originally wanted to develop and grow the Yellow Turban Dao, but he didn't expect that the hard work he had worked on during this period would be ruined in one fell swoop.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

If you destroy my Yellow Turban Dao, I will cut off your cultivation path!

The young man in black brocade ordered his subordinates to go up and investigate.

Almost at the same time, the entire mansion was enveloped in a cyan light.

The cyan glow is thick and contains a hint of spirituality.

"The sky is dead," along with these words, the cyan light quickly became dimmed, turning blue-yellow, and a fierce rhyme flowed in the depths of the blue-yellow light.

In the depths of the Heavenly Palace, a large hand burning with raging black flames slapped across the sky towards Zhang Jiao's mansion.

The young man in black brocade angrily drew his sword and slashed the sky, and his violent power turned into a black and gold brocade spreading its wings and soaring.

“...... Huang Tian should stand. ”

The cyan color disappeared completely, just as the leaves of a tree withered and turned yellow, and the dead silence turned into a withered deep yellow.

In the dark, the young man in black brocade seemed to sense a gaze looking down on him overhead.

He saw a large black hand falling from behind the translucent yellow.

The young man in black brocade showed joy on his face, and his moves converged and turned from attack to defense.

Boom –

The entire Zhang Jiao Mansion was wiped out under this blow. It was no longer clear whether it was the attack caused by the black giant palm or the destruction caused by the formation.

Most of the men in black were shrouded and turned into dust under the attack just now.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

In the violent smoke and dust, a figure stepped out of it. The black brocade robe was already torn to pieces, and his face was gray.

As if choking on something in his throat, the man in black brocade knelt on the ground with a pop, and his hands were clutching his neck.

His face was flushed, his nails scratched his cheeks, and the blood marks were shocking.

In front of him, a faint black flame burned, and a slender and slender leg stepped out of the black flame, the bridge of the nose was high, the eyes were deep, and the black phoenix feather shirt swayed in the wind.

The finger was pointed at the center of the man's eyebrows, like a sharp cone piercing into the butter, and then the finger slowly withdrew, bringing out a trace of yellow viscous liquid.

As if sick, the yellow viscous liquid tried to move, and a black flame quietly rose from his fingertips to burn it clean.

"Thank you, sir. The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The vest was soaked at some point, and my heart palpitated.

"This palace saves you in the hope that you can be more sensible, and you will get up from where you fall. ”

"Yes. The man's head was buried lower.

"This palace hopes that you will one day take revenge in person. ”

"Don't worry, my lord, the next time I meet, my subordinates will cut off the head of the child!" the man said viciously.

"Well, I hope so. ”

It was only after the projection behind the black phoenix in front of him completely dissipated that the man cautiously got up from the ground.

Thinking of death being so close to him, and Zhang Jiao, who made him suffer such a humiliation in front of adults, the man's right fist couldn't help but clench. "Zhang Jiao, I will kill you!"