Dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a beautiful golden crown. Ignoring the kidney deficiency revealed by the horse's face, all of them show this person's noble identity.

His long jet-black hair was scattered and draped haphazardly, making him look particularly embarrassed.

was gently pushed by the beggar king behind him, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of South Korea couldn't control the center of gravity of his body, and staggered forward.

When he got up, he saw the young man in front of him, and his eyes burst with a strong light of hope.

"Did my father send you to save me?" He couldn't stop the joy that was rising in his heart, and he was able to come here and say that this young man was extremely capable.

Zheng Ze didn't answer, just looked at the Hundred Poison King, who was pinching the prince's collar again and staring at him vigilantly.

"It seems that your master did not teach you what it means to be respectful."

With a slight swing of the long sword in his hand, a stream of air slashed in front of him, as if cutting him from the opposite side. At the same time, flames ignited on the long sword, and in the air in front of him, there was a sneering sound.

The poisonous Gu was scorched by the flames and turned into invisible ashes.

The Hundred Poison King snorted lightly, "Pretend to be a ghost, that stupid woman of Flame Spirit Ji can be confused by you, but the old man won't!"

These days, although Flame Spirit Ji also cooperated, between her words and deeds, she did not have the slightest respect for Tianze. If it weren't for his master's obstruction, he would have made her understand what dignity and humility were.

However, seeing Zheng Ze, who caused all this, as long as she kills him, she can understand more clearly the consequences of a person who dares to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness Tianze.

Seeing the impatience in the eyes of the Hundred Poison King, the corners of Zheng Ze's mouth lifted lightly, all along, the longer they lived, the more they seemed to stick to their own ideas, even if that concept was stupid, as if they were in a cage, they were still willing to be prisoners in that cage.

Among Tian Ze's four attendants, the Hundred Poison King is his most loyal believer, so he has the greatest hostility towards himself who once embarrassed Tian Ze.

Shaking his head, he raised his sword and pointed it at him, "Within the three swords, you will kneel down and look at me!"

Without waiting for the Hundred Poison King to respond, the figure of Zheng Ze in front of him disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, the warning sign in the heart of the Hundred Poison King Dasheng immediately reacted, and a green poisonous mist condensed on his hand, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

Suddenly, a strong wind hit his face, and the Hundred Poison King snorted lightly, and waved his right hand towards the place where the wind came from, and the poisonous mist instantly spread forward.

However, the green mist seeped into the air without causing any abnormal movement, and when the Hundred Poison King carefully observed it with his green old eyes, a fierce killing machine immediately attacked him.

"The first sword, break the defense." Zheng Ze's voice fell, followed by a sharp sword, with a cold killing intent, and a sword fell towards the poisonous mist above his hands.

His hands didn't have time to be withdrawn, the blade of the sword slashed across his palms, carrying the blood stained with poison, and the next moment Zheng Ze appeared beside him.

The long sword vibrated slightly, shaking the blood of the sword body down, without giving the Hundred Poison King the slightest respite, Zheng Ze once again deceived himself with the speed of the Ink Crow that the Hundred Poison King could not react to.

This time, he didn't have any intention of concealment, and simply directly in front of the Hundred Poison King, he directly fired the second sword at him.

"The second sword, broken tendons!" ….

His voice was followed by his sword.

His movements are flowing but swift, and his sword is sharp and resolute. There were no fancy, and he didn't wait for the aged Hundred Poison King to have any counterattack, and he didn't have the means to send a counterattack to himself, and the blade of the sword cut through the meridians on his wrist with precision, picking out large pieces of blood.

"Ahh This time, the Hundred Poison King couldn't hold back any longer, and the sound of pain was raised.

At the same time, there was a look of horror in the green eyes, how could this be?

Obviously, a few days ago, this person was just a scum with a fifth-layer inner breath, and even now, it was only a sixth-layer inner breath, how could he have such speed and swordsmanship?

It's not fair!

If he knew that his body and swordsmanship were not simple, he would not have asked him to do so closely.

Baiyue witchcraft is not good at close combat.

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Giving him any chance to express his inner disbelief, Zheng Ze shook the long sword, pressed his left hand on the sword body, and the deepest thoughts in his heart ......

At this moment, he could vaguely see that the long sword in his hand seemed to be infused with something, and then Zheng Ze's footsteps moved forward.

"Third Sword ......"

The sword was like a rainbow, with the purest and most fierce cold killing intent, towards the Hundred Poison King who was desperately covering his wrists.

A look of fear appeared on his old face, and he felt a slight chill in his neck, which seemed to clot the blood surging in his arteries.

However, the next moment, there was a "ding" sound in my ears.

Of course, this is not a system, the long sword rested on his neck, and an iron rope poked out, extending like a poisonous snake entangled its prey, wrapping the sword in Zheng Ze's hand a few times, preventing its sharp blade from kissing the fragile neck of the Hundred Poison King.

Along the iron cable, all the way to the place where it came from, the corners of Zheng Ze's mouth were slightly raised, and the internal breath was infused into the arm, and the arm instantly entered a state of force.

"Get down on your knees!"

The next moment, the Hundred Poison King felt an irresistible force coming from his shoulders, and the power as heavy as a mountain made him bend his knees in an instant and press him to the ground.

At the same time, some of the internal organs could not withstand such a force confrontation, and a large area of blood spurted out of their mouths.

A bewitching figure clasped his hands to his chest and slowly walked towards this side, without a trace of expression on his face, he glanced at his hard-hit subordinates, and then set his eyes on Zheng Ze's body.

"Self-confidence is a good thing, but it can also be a reason to fail." The bewitching vertical boy stared at Zheng Ze, and his tone didn't sound good.

The forces that have contact with him in Xinzheng can probably be divided into Nightfall, Quicksand, and the unknown forces represented by Zheng Ze, as for the fourth prince Han Yu or other forces, they are not directly related to him.

He hated the night, ignored the quicksand, and ignored Zheng Ze, because the Gu mother who controlled him was still in the hands of the night, and he did not resist accepting kindness from others.

But vipers are not willing to be driven by control, even at night. If the person in front of him had similar thoughts, he didn't mind letting him feel the night at this time.

Anyway, now that South Korea is in chaos, he has the final say.

Retracting the sword that was pressing on the shoulder of the Hundred Poison King, Tian Ze also pulled the iron rope back.

"If your men were smart enough, they wouldn't bared their teeth at me." Zheng Ze shook his head, took out a handkerchief from his body, and wiped the long sword. ….

It's not that he deliberately wants to pretend that the former master of the Eternal Night is handsome, it's just that the Hundred Poison King sent it to him, and he just happened to verify his level, and he just happened to test one thing on the Hundred Poison King.

"If you're smart enough, you shouldn't be in this place right now." Tianze's vertical boy looked at Zheng Ze coldly, his long blue-purple hair was windless, and the six iron cables behind him twisted like poisonous snakes, looking for an opportunity for the enemy to guard against omissions.

Although he was defeated by Zheng Ze, Tianze was not afraid of him. Just like Bai Yifei, he is very strong, but as long as a person has something to care about, he is not impossible to resist.

The crown prince in his hand is his most important bargaining chip, used in exchange for controlling his Gu mother, he doesn't care who sent it to him, as long as the result is right, then everything doesn't matter.

Zheng Ze shook his head and glanced at him, "You're still not smart enough."

At this time, the prince, who was originally terrified to the extreme, saw Zheng Ze easily defeat this bad old man who tortured him, and joy surged from the bottom of his heart in an instant, appearing on his face, and it was difficult to suppress.

"Quick, get me out! Get me out, and I'll give you whatever you want!" Almost crawling, the prince staggered and ran behind Zheng Ze as if he were running away, grabbing his clothes.

Walking to his side, an invisible sense of security instantly enveloped him, and he noticed the Hundred Poison King next to him, pulling Zheng Ze's clothes, and pointing to the Hundred Poison King kneeling on the ground with the other hand.

"Kill him, kill him for Prince Ben. By the way, and him!" Unable to tell whether it was fear or joy, his body trembled continuously, and he raised his arm to point to Tianze not far away.

Although he hid behind Zheng Ze, he still didn't dare to go

Looking at Tianze's cold vertical boys, that gaze had already formed an indelible fear in his heart.

However, Zheng Ze's brave performance made him suddenly rise in a short period of time, and there were such strong courtiers in Korea, the servants of their royal family, who came to save themselves.

What else is there to be afraid of? He encouraged himself so much in his heart.

"Kill them, I, I'll make your father a general. They're all rubbish, they're all rubbish!"

He kept talking, and when it came to the back, there was already some incoherence, and there was no context.

Feeling him constantly tugging at his clothes, Zheng Ze frowned, turned around, and looked at the respected Korean prince, at this moment he bent over and trembled, much like a dog that was broken and only dared to hide in the corner with its tail between its legs and shivering.

Seeing this scene, Tian Ze clasped his hands on his chest and watched quietly with an indifferent gaze on the side, without saying anything.

The prince's life is now in his hands, and no one can take it away.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

The prince, who heard the voice, raised his head, and at the same time felt that his wrist was suddenly pinched, and he wanted to move, but he felt that he was firmly imprisoned by iron tongs, and he could not move.

Taking his hand away, Zheng Ze looked at Han Fei and Han Yu's royal brother, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill them?"

Although the other party seemed to dislike his hand, the prince at this time had no flawless attention to this, and just kept nodding, "Yes, I order you to kill these thieves quickly!"

Hearing his voice as if he suddenly became angry, the corners of Zheng Ze's mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand and handed the long sword to him. ….

"He has no strength, the prince might as well kill him with his own hands." His gaze was fixed on the prince's frightened and arrogant eyes, and a rare flame flickered in the child's hole.

Feeling a sword stuffed in his hand, the prince's first reaction was that his body trembled, he raised his head blankly and looked at Zheng Ze's face, which was a little different from what he imagined.

"No, no......" With a sharp weapon in his hand, the prince's body couldn't help but tremble like chaff.

"Don't be afraid, with a wave of your hand, this sword can easily slash through his neck and pierce his veins. Then his blood will continue to spurt out, like rain, close to the face, and you can still feel the warmth of the blood. Then you will see him unable to breathe, looking at you in pain, slowly dying."

Zheng Ze's words seemed to have a kind of magic power, which made him gradually settle down.

"It's okay, he dares to do that to you and kill him!" Zheng Ze said softly.

"Kill him!" The prince's gaze was a little glazed, repeating Zheng Ze's voice.

Immediately, the body turned around by itself, and walked towards the Hundred Poison King who was still kneeling on the ground step by step.

"Kill him......

The iron rope behind Tian Ze waited for the opportunity to move, watching the whole process, and he didn't say a word.

But a hint of discoloration crossed his cold face, not to mention the flame spell of the flame spirit ji, he could even use the fire charm technique.

You must know that Flame Spirit Ji has a special physique, coupled with her unique charm, to be able to use this charm technique.

He didn't know if Zheng Ze had a special physique, at least he didn't feel this unique charm from Zheng Ze's body.

Just looking at the Korean prince walking towards the seriously injured Hundred Poison King with a blank expression, he looked at the prince of the enemy country with interest, and his hands unnaturally clenched the hilt of the sword, facing the old man in front of him.

Feeling the prince's approaching step by step, the Hundred Poison King's eyes showed a nervous look, he looked at Zheng Ze, and then at Tianze, and didn't figure out what they were doing for a while.

When the crown prince took the last step, he stood in front of him, his sword raised in the air with both hands.

The dark green boy hole of the Hundred Poison King looked at him closely, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, cold and dangerous.

Bang Bang –

When the long sword was about to fall, it suddenly fell to the ground without warning, and the prince's face was full of fear again, as if all his strength had been drained, and the bones of his whole body were also removed, and he collapsed limply on the ground, holding his head in both hands.

"No, no, I can't kill, I can't kill ......."

Seeing his appearance, the corners of Tianze's mouth rose slightly, evoking a sarcastic arc.

Seeing this, Zheng Ze sighed, it seems that the fire charm technique can only make people have certain cognitive errors in themselves, and it even depends on the psychological state of the person being cast.

This should be a very clever psychological suggestion, but it is enough.

Step forward and pick up the sword that had fallen to the ground and put it back in its sheath.

"Have you had enough?" Tian Ze said.

Greeting the pair of vertical boys again, Zheng Ze nodded, "You will get what you want, he is still useful to me, you should understand what I mean."

As he spoke, he glanced at the crown prince who was cowering beside him.

Tian Ze didn't say anything more about this, and two iron cables suddenly poked out behind him, one entangled the Hundred Poison King, and the other entangled the prince, and pulled him back behind him.

"I'm not going to accept chips that only sit in your mouth, maybe you should think about how to explain it to them." Leaving behind him, he walked to the rear, the door that was unguarded.

At the same time, several doors opened, and Wei Zhuang, Mo Crow and others, as well as the forbidden army behind them, broke in.

Looking at these people, Zheng Ze shook his head, when everyone was focused on this chessboard, he didn't think that someone would directly lift it?

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