Yi Chenzi knew better than anyone that Qin Wushuang's goal was the Second Martial Saint.

Although he threatened to turn the Western Chu Kingdom into a second Great Wu State, it was expected that it should be just a psychological tactic, not Qin Wushuang's real plan.

After all, the Great Wu State was to blame, and the Western Chu State did not get to that point. Once Qin Wushuang is inhumane and annihilates the elite of the Western Chu Kingdom, it will inevitably cause reactions from all sides, which will be detrimental to Qin Wushuang, to the Baiyue Kingdom, and even to the reputation of Qin Wushuang's master.

In any case, the Star Luo Hall is the totem of the Great Luo Empire and the umbrella of all the people of the Great Luo Empire.

As a disciple of the Star Luo Palace, Qin Wushuang indiscriminately killed innocents, which would inevitably make people question the majesty of the Star Luo Palace.

But even so, as the martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom, they couldn't sit idly by after Qin Wushuang issued a statement that he would go to Yanjing to kill. Otherwise, their majesty in the Western Chu Kingdom will be shaken again.

I have to say that Yi Chenzi's judgment is still basically accurate, and Qin Wushuang is indeed a plan to attack the west.

At this time, he was lurking in a corner, and he felt their presence as soon as Yi Chenzi and the others arrived in Yanjing.

However, Qin Wushuang didn't want to take action for the time being.

He is waiting for the opportunity, and if he wants to make a move, he will attack him unprepared, so that the opponent is unprepared.

Once Yi Chenzi is entangled with the third martial saint, it will still be difficult to kill the second martial saint.

"It's a pity that I don't have a congenital-level bow and arrow on hand. Otherwise, if the long-range attack is not healed, the second martial saint will inevitably be beheaded. ”

Qin Wushuang thought like this, carefully reining in any trace of aura on his body, as if there was no aura coming out of his body at all, completely suppressed by him.

"As long as I am within the range of the Second Martial Saint Sanzhang, I am 100% sure that I will use the power of the Heavenly Vein Condensation Sword to kill it. ”

Qin Wushuang calculated, he was waiting for an opportunity.

Between the three martial saints, the distance was kept within three zhang, Qin Wushuang watched them leap in from the city gate, but he didn't rush to make a move.

At this time, he was not in a hurry. These three martial saints, after losing his innate aura, will inevitably search everywhere in Yanjing City.

Qin Wushuang decided to give up the apparent initiative to the other party.

Since the Ming attack can't kill this second martial saint, then use assassination. Qin Wushuang was very confident, as long as he struck first, he still had a good chance of killing the Second Martial Saint.

The question now is how to make the first move before the two great martial saints react.

The three major martial saints toured around, but there was still no trace of Qin Wushuang.

Yi Chenzi suddenly waved his hand: "No need to look for it, let's go back to the True Martial Holy Land first." ”

"Why?" the Third Martial Saint asked curiously.

Yi Chenzi's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, his steps started, and he walked out. Yi Chenzi could already confirm that Qin Wushuang had no intention of killing in Yanjing at all.

Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack like this, it is better to go back to the True Martial Holy Land to wait for work. As long as you survive these 10 days, you will not have any worries.

Qin Wushuang watched the three of them leave Yanjing and rush back towards the True Martial Holy Land, but they still held back. He knew that making a move at this time was no different from making a move in the True Martial Holy Land.

"It seems that Yi Chenzi, the old fox, has sensed my intentions. Qin Wushuang pondered, "Looking at his formation, he should be planning to go back to the True Martial Holy Land to interfere with me." ”

Qin Wushuang naturally wouldn't stop there, and after thinking about it in his heart, he had a plan, flew in the direction of the palace of the Western Chu Kingdom, stood above the palace with a big grin, and shouted: "The Emperor of the Mi Family of the Western Chu Kingdom listens well, the three great martial saints of your True Martial Holy Land have promised to hand over your head to me." Now I will come to collect this debt. In the palace compound, if you don't want to die, leave immediately, I can kill no one. If you don't leave, I will burn the palace, and you will all have to be buried with you!"

If you don't kill anyone, you will burn down the palace of your Western Chu Kingdom. If you can sit idly by, how will you establish authority in the Western Chu Kingdom in the future?

Qin Wushuang's move can be described as very ruthless.

Sure enough, with his roar, the palace of the Western Chu Kingdom suddenly became a mess.

Qin Wushuang sneered, he already had an extra torch in his hand, and he didn't know where to find the oil mill, carrying an oil drum and constantly splashing around the huge palace.

Inside the palace, the Imperial Forest Army gathered everywhere, preparing to fight against Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang sneered and warned: "I don't want to kill people for the time being, but if anyone makes a move on me first, don't blame me for being ruthless." Once you make a move, your palace of the Western Chu Kingdom will surely flow into a river of blood! You have to complain to me, it is your three great martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom who are incompetent, shrink their heads, and refuse to come forward to protect you. If you want to be resentful, you can only resent the martial saints of your Western Chu Kingdom!"

As he spoke, back and forth, hundreds of barrels of oil had been poured around the palace. In the palace, there was already a mess, and the emperor's relatives, palace maids, and concubines and palace maids all fled one after another.

Everyone knows that this person who came is helpless even the martial saint of his country, so these people are nothing more than ants in the eyes of the other party.

If you don't go faster, burning them is not much different from burning a few ants.

The entire palace, to say the least, has tens of thousands of people. They all fled. Even those well-trained Imperial Guards had no choice but to retreat.

They all know that if the innate strong person makes a move, even if they pile up tens of thousands of people, they can't help each other at all. Since the other party wants to burn down the palace, whoever organizes the firefighting will inevitably be killed.

Seeing that the people inside the royal family of the Western Chu Kingdom continued to retreat outside, the concubines and palace maids also fled, and the inner servants and eunuchs also left in a hurry.

If they don't retreat, there will be no other possibility than being buried with the palace.

At the moment, he was helpless, protecting a group of princes and princesses, and escaped from the palace one after another.

Qin Wushuang had been observing, he could let anyone go. But there is one person who can't, and that is Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu State.

Qin Wushuang's innate spiritual power urged with all his strength, and his luck divine sense felt it, witnessing this group of people constantly swarming out, as if a towering giant, watching a group of ants move under his feet.

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's eyes widened, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On tiptoes, the body is already like a dragon, rushing down. In just a flash, it was below. The long whip in his hand was pointed out like a ghost, and rolled directly towards one person in the crowd.

"You, stay. Qin Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded, and with a shake of the long whip, the person was completely enveloped, and his body swayed again and again, curling up like light smoke, and then rose into the air and landed at the highest place in the palace hall.

With a long laugh, he watched the group of Imperial Guards below change color one after another, and rushed towards him.

Seeing this situation, Qin Wushuang knew that his judgment was not wrong.

Qin Wushuang held a torch in one hand and lit fires everywhere. In a few moments, the entire palace was in flames.

Qin Wushuang's long whip was like flying a kite, dragging the person's body, swimming quickly, shuttling through the palace, continuing to light the fire and accelerate the spread of the fire.

"If you are not afraid of death, just chase after you! Whoever chases the fastest can be buried with your emperor and master." Qin Wushuang laughed.

The person who was caught in his hand was indeed Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu Kingdom. Qin Wushuang's eyesight, among tens of thousands of people, his eyes were still like torches, pulling this Mi Zhongheng out of the crowd.

First, this Mi Zhongheng is the king of a country after all, although he fled in a hurry and mixed in the crowd, the kingly aura exuded from his body is different from ordinary people after all.

This kind of aura may not be so obvious in the eyes of the acquired martial artists. But Qin Wushuang, an innate powerhouse, can clearly grasp it.

What's more, this Mi Zhongheng changed his outfit again, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of his royal brother King Mi Zhongye, which fell in Qin Wushuang's eyes, which was naturally another big testimony.

Combining the two aspects, it would be strange if Qin Wushuang couldn't recognize it again.

After Qin Wushuang finished setting the fire, he carried Mi Zhongheng with a fast speed, as if he had wings, and rushed to the highest bell tower in Yanjing of the Western Chu Kingdom.

Sitting on the big bell, condescending, looking at a sea of fire in the distance, he just sneered, pulled the whip to him, and said lazily: "Emperor Mi Family, you have three great martial saints in the Western Chu State, and I still can't avoid the fate of you being captured by me today." ”

Although Mi Zhongheng was captured, his attitude was very tough, and he sneered: "You can't deal with the three major martial saints, so you have to take out your anger on ordinary people." ”

Qin Wushuang was not angry, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be innocent, you have also participated in the idea of invading my Baiyue Kingdom." I don't kill innocents, but I don't let go of any culprit. I won't kill any of your people in the Western Chu Kingdom, but you and the Second Martial Saint are unforgiving. ”

Mi Zhongheng turned his head, but ignored it. Although he was afraid in his heart, he was the king of a country, and he couldn't do it if he shook his head and begged for mercy.

Of course, he was also full of remorse at this time. You shouldn't listen to the Great Wu Kingdom, and you shouldn't be too ambitious, trying to get involved in the mineral deposits of Lotus Mountain in Baiyue Kingdom.

All this, to put it bluntly, is still caused by greed.

Qin Wushuang teased Mi Zhongheng for two sentences, and suddenly the long whip in his hand waved and slammed it on the big bell.

While!

The loud bell rumbles and rumbles.

Again, when!

The innate power urged the bell to make a loud rumbling sound, and each time, it was as loud as the collapse of a mountain.

Mi Zhongheng's face turned pale at first, and then his face suddenly surged with infinite blood like a rising tide, and his face turned red as if he was drunk.

Boom! There was another sound, Mi Zhongheng couldn't hold it back anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

The palace caught fire, and the bell tower made such a loud sound like the earth shaking the mountain, and the entire Yanjing suddenly boiled, and an astonishing news was spreading frantically: "Your Majesty the Emperor, you have been captured alive by the strong men of the Baiyue Kingdom." ”

Qin Wushuang's move was naturally not for ordinary people to see, his target was the three martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom. He knew that it would be strange if they didn't go out again.

Let them run back and forth, and make mistakes in their busyness, it is Qin Wushuang's abacus.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up, his eyes resolutely looking at the direction of the True Martial Holy Land, he knew that those three people were here again!

(To be continued)