Zhennan Palace.

Xu Shi stood in the snow and was already standing in front of this huge palace.

He had already received news from passers-by that the king of Zhennan had not gone out, and was still staying in the palace, so he didn't need to look around, just go to the door.

After staring quietly for a moment, Xu Shi stepped forward and walked straight towards the door.

He didn't want to waste any more time, he only wanted to use the most brutal means to rush through and destroy all his opponents.

Outside the vermilion gate, there were two soldiers standing on duty, and when they saw that one of them didn't ask, they went straight inside, and hurriedly shouted.

"Who?

"I am Xu Shi, and I have come to kill people. ”

"Bang!"

......

Dressed in casual clothes, Qi Zilong, the king of Zhennan, was sitting at the dining table, eating hot pot with his family.

In winter, the best diet is hot pot, which can get rid of the cold and keep warm, and the hot pot of the palace is naturally much more abundant than ordinary people, not only with fine wine and wine, but also dancers dancing with long sleeves in front of them, and their posture is fluttering.

"Come, Yuan'er, eat a piece of mutton, the sheep in this pot are all cultivated and raised by the best medicinal herbs, including essence, you eat more, you know?"

He stood up, took a piece of mutton from the pot, and put it in his youngest son's jade bowl.

The little prince hurriedly replied, "Thank you, father", and tasted it slowly and obediently.

Looking at his son, a trace of pity flashed in Qi Zilong's heart, his eldest son had died, and the only one who could inherit his throne was his favorite youngest son.

Thinking of Qi Ming, his face immediately changed slightly, obviously thinking of the outgoing person of the Ming Sect.

"Hmph, it took me four months to get in touch with Senior Brother Xi of the Yin Ghost Sect, and it cost a lot of money to urge him to make a move, now, this monk must be dead, how can the monk of the Yin Ghost Sect survive?"

He thought to himself, shoved a piece of mutton into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

Within this Qi country, the power of the Cultivation Sect far outstripped the power of the dynasty.

His identity as the king of Zhennan is good for mortals, but once he touches the monks, he is struggling, and he can only use the monks to deal with the monks, and the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect are the most presumptuous, and they don't care about the good and evil in the world at all, once they spend a lot of money to buy it, the matter can naturally be solved!

"I heard the news that the Yin Ghost Sect has killed thousands of mortals along the way, how can it be anything? It has nothing to do with me, my son is also dead, and those people also deserve to die, anyway, they are just some pariahs, so they should be buried for my eldest son. ”

Thinking that the great trouble in his heart was finally solved, his heart could not help but rejoice, and he had an urge to sing loudly.

After pouring a glass of spirits, he surged up, stretched out his hand, forcibly snatched the artist's pipa, and began to sing.

"The wind is cold, the will of heaven is cold, and the pot and meat are singing in all directions......"

He sings out of tune, and the lyrics are also made up nonsense, not beautiful, just to vent the joy in his heart.

As for the meaning?

It's very simple, that is to say, it is cold, I eat hot pot and sing.

The pipa in his hand played wildly, and before he could hold back the next sentence, there was a sudden explosion outside the door, like an avalanche whistling, and at the same time, a panicked voice came from the next person.

"Lord Wang, someone suddenly came to the door!"

"Click. ”

The strings of the lute were suddenly torn off.

"Which king and eight calves dare to disturb me when I am enjoying myself, and he still dares to kill him? This king is the king of Qi State, which one of them is not open-eyed, and he actually comes to trouble me? He must be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

King Zhennan's heart was unswerving, but he still had to ensure his prestige, cleared his throat, and asked in a loud voice, "How many people?"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment and replied, "There is only one person." ”

"There is only one person who dares to provoke my dignified King Zhennan?"

King Zhennan sneered, and immediately said, "Then just find someone and let those monks block him, just one person, dare to come to me to spread wild?

"Yes. ”

The man answered, and went down.

Qi Zilong took a deep breath, suppressed the surging anger in his heart, calmed down, and smiled faintly at his son: "Don't worry, Yuan'er, you just keep eating." ”

Qi Baiyuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face was excited, and he asked, "Father, is there someone outside looking for trouble and coming to the door?"

Qi Zilong paused, then nodded.

"Father, can you take me to see it, I would love to see how the man died. ”

"This ......"

"Father, I really want to see it. ”

"Okay, Yuan'er, just pay attention to safety, follow me, and avoid being accidentally injured by that guy. ”

Qi Zilong paused, said a word of concern, and then left the room with his son and moved to see how the monks surrounded and killed the man.

Following the crackling sound, the two walked together, bypassed several pavilions, and immediately saw the dead man who came to challenge the dignity of the palace.

The man looked like he was just a teenager.

He should be about the same age as Qi Baiyuan, and his body is not extremely burly, and he looks a little delicate, however, in this thin body, there is an unimaginable terrifying power!

Just pushed it casually, the wind and waves were mighty, and the countless people who surrounded it flew out, flying out more than ten zhang, and for a while, no one could withstand his head-on blow!

This person seems to be invincible!

When he saw this person for the first time, Qi Baiyuan inexplicably felt that this young man looked a little familiar.

But I can't say exactly how to familiarize myself with the law.

King Zhennan didn't notice his son's doubts, just glanced at it, and laughed softly: "Look at this power, hehe, it turns out that he is still a monk, Yuan'er, you look at it, don't look at him so arrogant now, wait a minute, he will die." ”

Qi Baiyuan was stunned for a moment and nodded hesitantly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this figure seemed to have been seen somewhere, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find the source of this familiarity.

"Haha, here, the monk I invited for my father has arrived, see if this young man dies!"

Suddenly, the king of Zhennan smiled and pointed to the opposite side.

Following his fingers, Qi Bai saw that more than a dozen monks rushed away with the momentum of thunder, rushing straight towards that person.

"Hehehe, dare to storm the palace with the strength of one person, I don't know who gave you the courage!"

"Boy, since you are looking for death, let me fulfill you. ”

"It's just stupid, how can a stupid person like you step into such a noble place as the palace?"

More than a dozen people roared angrily, sarcastically mocking the young man who broke in.

With an overwhelming advantage in numbers, these monks were extremely confident, and they felt that if they wanted to take down this young man, they would be able to capture it!

But the young man didn't say a word about this, and his response was just a punch.

Between the swiping palms, there seems to be an endless burst of power!

Suddenly, the bluestone slate set off a turbulent wave, and the majesty was immense, and the monks had not yet approached, and immediately felt that the wind was blowing, and then, they did not know anything.

In the eyes of onlookers, it was just a punch that struck, and when the fist side surged, these more than ten people were shocked to death by the aftermath during the gallop, and their bodies continued to soften, turning into a puddle of mud!

This scene happened and immediately shocked everyone present.

The world is silent.

A dozen monks, just like that?

You know, it's not a dozen mortals, it's a dozen real monks!

It was swept away so easily?

Fear, surprise, and all kinds of negative emotions were contagious in the hearts of the crowd, and for a while, no one dared to do anything else.

In the deathly silence, Qi Baiyuan suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth and shouted, and the mournful cry resounded in all directions, echoing in the sky above the palace.

"Father, I remember, this person is Xu Shi!"