Gu Shengchao was ready to go in to find out, and walked around the Wuwang Palace, the enclosed city wall was towering, and there was nothing within two miles of the city wall, even the weeds were cleaned up.

There are five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry on the city wall, unless you dig a tunnel from below to enter, you will be discovered early, and there is no possibility of sneaking in.

At the moment, Gu Shengchao hid in the grass far from the palace gate to find a way.

After racking his brains, he still had no choice but to leave.

Suddenly, the breath of someone flew by.

Gu Shengchao looked up, walked with a sword, and flew straight into the Martial King Palace.

"What the hell, stop." The guards guarding the walls of the Martial King Hall also noticed the anomaly, and exclaimed in surprise and fired a volley of arrows.

The man who walked with the sword was not panicked, the whole person seemed to be covered in an invisible net, purple clothes fluttering, and bows and arrows were bounced down one after another, but he couldn't help him. In the blink of an eye, that person had already entered the inside of the Martial King Palace, and his calmness and ease made everyone envious.

The ground began to vibrate, and hundreds of people were running in the distance.

Gu Shengchao moved deeper into the grass to avoid a head-on confrontation with the other party.

"Whoosh, whoosh......"

The guards of the Martial King Hall released arrows in this direction, and an arrow flew over Gu Shengchao's head and plunged into the grass, startling him.

"Kill."

"Rush!"

"Kill into the palace of the martial king and capture the head alive."

Many people rushed over from the road beside Gu Shengchao, and from time to time someone fell down with an arrow, and a person couldn't help but roll a few times in pain, and fell under Gu Shengchao's feet and struggled or died.

After a while, calm returned to the scene, and these people still attacked the Martial King Hall after paying casualties.

Gu Shengchao quietly sensed that there were about three hundred people who had killed him.

The man at his feet was dressed in black and robed, with a red belt tied around his waist.

Gu Shengchao took off his robe and put it on his body, and tied the red belt around his waist, which is estimated to be a sign that distinguishes him from the Martial King Palace.

He stood up, and more than thirty corpses fell in front of the palace gate, and a few wounded people groaned: "Help me, help me." ”

The ancient saint strode into the gate of the Martial King Palace.

In the archway behind the gate and in the vicinity, fifty or sixty people fell there in all directions, and it was seen that there were both sides dressed in clothes, and the fierce battle here must have been very fierce at that time.

Walking further in, the casualties gradually decreased, presumably after the city was broken, the people of the Wuwang Palace had no intention of fleeing in all directions.

Bending down to pick up a big knife from the ground, Gu Shengchao pretended to rush in, and when he met a red rope tied around his waist, he asked, "What's going on ahead, is there a live mouth?" ”

Then he bluffed behind the other party and slowly approached the inner city of the Martial King Palace.

There are more than 20 people at the gate of the inner city, and there are also red ribbons around their waists.

Gu Shengchao and the other two were about to rush in, but they were stopped by those people: "Uncle Master is inside, no one is allowed to enter." ”

"Understood, understood."

A few people stepped back and went elsewhere.

Gu Shengchao hid in the shadows, waited for the two to go away, and quietly jumped up to the inner city tower. There was already someone on duty on the city tower, and when they saw Gu Shengchao coming up, several people stared at him suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Gu Shengchao saw that they were all wrapped around their waists with red ropes, so he stepped forward and nodded and said hello.

One person glared at Gu Shengchao dissatisfiedly, and made a gesture to prohibit speaking, his eyes swept away, and the two moved to the side, Gu Shengchao stood there standing guard with each other, and the two walked along the city tower and stood guard on the roof opposite.

The palace opposite was brightly lit, and there was a person sitting on a high throne, who was not very old but his face was pale, and he looked overly frightened.

"Are you going to rebel?" The man on the throne raised his hand and shook it for a long time, and he could say a word.

The purple-robed man opposite the head laughed: "The gold and jade of the Martial King Palace are ruined on the outside, and sooner or later they will be destroyed in your hands, you are too young as the head, and it is not better for me to help rectify it." ”

"The head of the Wuwang Palace has always only passed on the eldest son and eldest grandson, and the collateral relatives are not allowed to touch, you are the uncle of the head, and you can only obey the orders of the head, and you cannot coerce." A man next to him stepped forward a few steps and stood beside the steps of the throne, supporting the head of the house.

The purple-robed man looked up and down: "Who are you?" ”

Taking a step forward, the man said arrogantly: "I am Zhou Jin, the Southern Heavenly King of the Martial Palace. ”

After a few sounds, the purple-robed man said sharply: "Where is King Fu?" ”

"The subordinates are here." One man stepped forward to salute.

The purple-robed man said disdainfully: "I don't like the king of heaven or the messenger the most, obviously I don't know how to learn and have no skills, but I just abuse the number of things to do the power, and the following has long been complaining, it's time to change it." King Fu, you go and teach them what kung fu is. ”

King Fu was less than thirty years old, and he walked towards the head of the house without care, and Zhou Jin, the king of the Southern Heavens, stopped on the road: "Wait, the head of the house is expensive, it is better for you to stay away." ”

"Really?" King Fu sneered and punched out.

With his arms on his chest, Zhou Jin took his move.

King Fu also did not change his move, and punched straight hook and hooked.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

Zhou Jin barely sealed King Fu's fist, his arms and chest were glued together, the fist was extremely powerful, and he smashed Zhou Jin's arms into his chest, and his ribs were all broken.

"Poof!"

Zhou Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

With just one move, a simple and rude punch, the famous Southern Heavenly King of the Martial King Hall was beaten to death, and everyone in the Martial King Hall couldn't help but be moved.

"Say you're straw bales, you're still not convinced, now believe it!" The purple-robed man mockingly swept through everyone, especially the head of the house, and quickly lowered his head when he met his fierce eyes, as if his eyes could kill, and he didn't dare to look directly.

The purple-robed man taught everyone: "You, you are living too comfortably, you only know that you spend all your time drinking and enjoying yourself, and you don't want to forge ahead. The palace tree of the martial king is very popular, the new emperor is clearly going to take us to the knife, you are still immersed in the wind and snow and the moon and forget to return, the knife has been put on your neck, what do you use to deal with it. ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, the purple-robed man slapped off the guardrail on the throne steps with one palm, and asked sharply: "Say, what are you going to do against others." ”

The hall was silent, and no one dared to speak.

The purple-robed man snorted coldly: "A small Shaoqing of the Hubu Sinong Temple has caused you heavy casualties, and two heavenly kings and a messenger died there, which makes you worry and panic all day long." I wonder if the positions of the king and the messenger can be bought with money, and the wine bags and rice bags can be shoddy? ”

The young man raised his head, and happened to meet the majestic gaze of the purple-robed man, and he was frightened.

The purple-robed man said angrily: "Say, how much silver did you collect in private, which made the Wuwang Palace's black smoke and miasma, chickens and dogs jump, and many people below were destitute and destitute, and you squandered songs all night long, didn't you?" ”

"No, no." The dignified head turned pale with fright, and he only knew how to shake his head.

"Where is the righteous king?" The purple-robed man said loudly.

"The subordinates are here." One man stepped forward to salute.

The purple-robed man raised his eyes and glanced at random, and the ancient saint stood on the opposite city tower and saw it clearly.

He was nearly fifty years old, of medium build, slightly thin, with slightly sunken cheeks and a long strand of hair floating on his chest. The eyes are blazing, and the eyes are like electricity, which makes people feel a wave of their hearts.

"What's the origin of that Shaoqing?" The purple-robed man's eyes swept from above into the main hall and said softly.

Yiwang Qiyu Xuanang took a step forward and said: "My subordinates found out that that Shaoqing was originally an ordinary executioner of the Worry-free Dart Bureau, and he made great contributions when the new emperor ascended the throne, but then he disappeared, and recently suddenly appeared and became the Shaoqing of Sinong Temple." This person's appearance is suspicious, and his subordinates suspect that he is a master of a certain sect, and then investigate. ”

The purple-robed man nodded and said, "Okay, I just like such a character, either be lonely and work hard to improve yourself, or soar into the sky to make him a shock." If it can be used by me, if he is obsessed, he will turn into dust, and save a lot of trouble. ”

"My subordinates understand." The righteous king retired.

"Where is King Chung?" The purple-robed man put his hands behind his back.

One person stepped forward to salute: "The subordinates are here." ”

"Give the bar!" The purple-robed man stepped aside.

"Honorable Order." King Chung took the wine glass from the hands of the people around him and walked step by step to the head of the house.

Everyone knew what he was going to do, but under the pressure of the purple-robed people, no one dared to stop him, and the corpse of Zhou Jin, the king of the Southern Heavens, was lying there, and it turned out that the people in the Martial King Hall were trembling, and no one dared to make a mistake.

The head of the family was even more frightened, and every time King Zhong took a step forward, it was like a knife in his heart, and the pain was incomparably painful and he couldn't refuse.

"You will rebel." The head of the door staggered to his feet, wanting to escape, but he couldn't open his legs under his feet.

King Chung pushed him onto his seat, grabbed his cheeks and made him open his mouth, took the wine glass and poured it in.

The head wanted to spit out the poisonous wine, but King Zhong exerted force in his hand, so that he could not use his strength, and "goo, goo" swallowed all the poisonous wine.

After a few moments, the head of the sect fell headlong, blood gushing out of his mouth, and after a few moments on the ground, there was no movement.

The purple-robed man strode over and sat on the throne with the corpse of the dead master.

King Fu, King Yi, and King Zhong bowed down at the same time, and said loudly: "Congratulations to the new head of the Wuwang Palace!" ”

Their respective subordinates also bowed down and said in unison: "Congratulations to the new head of the Martial King Palace!" ”

Originally, those people in the Wuwang Hall looked at each other, and some people were still greedy for life and fear of death and fell to the ground to congratulate the new leader, and the rest of the people bowed down one after another, and there were no more people standing in the hall, all of them bowed down in front of the purple-robed people.

The purple-robed man was delighted: "Get up, in the future, all the big and small matters of the Wuwang Palace will be handled by King Fu, King Yi and King Zhong, and no one is allowed to act without permission." ”

"Honorable Order." The echo in the main hall was loud.

Walking down the throne with a smile, the purple-robed man asked, "Where is this kid's family?" ”

King Zhong stepped forward and replied: "His subordinates have ascertained that he has a total of thirty-six wives and concubines, five of whom have given birth and two of whom are pregnant, and twelve of the remaining twenty-nine are less than those of Taoli Nian. ”

The purple-robed man walked as he walked: "Let's go, go over and have a look." The twelve people stayed, and all the rest were buried with this kid, and it was not in vain for him to live this life. ”

"You have all worked hard tonight, and I will leave six of the twelve, and two for each of your three kings." The purple-robed man spoke calmly.

"Thank you, Master." The Blessed King, the Righteous King, and the Loyal King were grateful.