Late at night.

In the Wuwang Mansion, the rats hidden in the corners kept leaning against the corners of the walls, making squeaky sounds.

It approached a brightly lit house, twitched its nose, and after making a turn in the doorway, it slipped through the gap in the threshold.

The candlelight in the lampshade flickered softly.

Seven or eight warriors sat on the floor, and in the middle of them was a low table with a dozen or so dishes of wine and food, all of which were full of color and flavor.

"I didn't expect that there are so many good things in the back kitchen of the Martial King's Mansion, the Martial King, a hairy boy, has a limited appetite, he must not be able to eat so much, we just solve this worry for the Martial King."

A martial artist smiled and quipped, "Come, brothers, drink openly, if it's not enough, I'll go to the back kitchen and bring some." There is enough wine and meat. ”

"Speaking of which, this martial king's courage is really small. After so many days, I didn't even dare to let out a fart. ”

"You said that he didn't know that he was under house arrest by our county guard?"

"It doesn't matter. If he knows, he is a coward; If you don't know, you're stupid. All in all, I think this warrior king is just like the county keeper said, just in name. ”

"Eat our flesh, drink our wine, and say what is this warrior king of Laoshzi?"

"Yes, extremely. Come, drink ......"

Suddenly, there were several muffled noises outside the door, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

The people in the room stopped moving and looked at each other.

"What's going on out there?"

Some of the more cautious people sat up from the ground in time, took out their weapons, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The gate was empty.

The many martial artists in the room were suddenly distracted.

"It's okay, it's okay, keep drinking. Let the door be open, lest we know what is going on outside. ”

As soon as the words fell.

A figure suddenly flashed in the shadow of the doorway, and it was extremely fast, and it rushed straight in.

Everyone in the room was taken aback.

However, they had just let their guard down, and once the tight strings in their hearts were loosened, they were not so fast if they wanted to tighten it again.

All of a sudden, they all became scrambling.

Rumble!

Someone was just about to take out his weapon, but before he could understand what was going on, he was punched in the chest.

The whole person flew out sideways and hit the wall.

His chest collapsed rapidly as if it were crushed with mud.

Kill with one hit.

Without giving others a chance to react, Zhao Hongming's figure swayed, turning into an afterimage, wandering among many martial artists, so that these people couldn't even figure out their figures.

Cangchang!

A flash of silver light appeared.

A muffled pop rang out in the room.

In a few breaths, six or seven huge heads tumbled down, rolling on the ground like balls.

Zhao Hongming, who was wearing a black practice uniform, looked around, and after making sure that there was no more alive, he shook off the blood stained on the knife and walked out expressionlessly.

He is now weak, and there is too little power borrowed by him.

In the face of the intrigues of these landlords, it is almost impossible for him to solve them on the surface.

So he figured it out.

Just break through ten thousand laws with one force.

No matter what these people arranged, he just had to kill them all.

Simple and straightforward.

On this night, the same scene was staged one after another in various parts of the palace.

Jia Yacheng, as a congenital martial artist, is deeply valued by the county guards.

This time, he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the county guard and came to guard His Royal Highness King Wu.

He didn't dare to be careless, and took two martial artists to patrol near the main gate of the Wuwang Mansion.

Suddenly, Jia Yacheng's footsteps paused: "Do you think that why is it so quiet in the palace tonight?" ”

The two martial artists behind him heard Jia Yacheng mention this, and after thinking about it carefully, they found that it was indeed much quieter than before.

"No, there is a situation."

Jia Yacheng immediately walked towards the depths of the palace, where there was the nearest patrol point he had arranged.

He hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly heard a roar!

"King Wu, today next year is your death day!"

"Not good!" Jia Yacheng chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly roared: "Go and protect His Royal Highness the Martial King." Now he can't die. ”

Even if Jia Yacheng no longer understands the situation, he knows that if King Wu dies here at this time, it will be mud and crotch, not, but.

Feng Yi's army of more than 100,000 is still on the border of Wei and Zhao.

It's not time to flip the table yet.

Under his command, the two warriors behind him quickly approached the source of the sound, only to bump into a strange man head-on.

One by one, they haven't reacted yet.

I saw a flash of silver light, and the heads of the two people had already left their bodies, but their bodies continued to take two steps forward due to inertia before falling to the ground.

When Jia Yacheng saw this scene, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that this person was not good today.

He couldn't figure out why King Wu had such an enemy.

However, the other party didn't give him much time to think.

Rumble!

Jia Yacheng's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flew out sideways, and slammed into the shadow wall of the palace, knocking the shadow wall down.

Both of his arms were numb, as if they had been subjected to a thousand powers.

If it weren't for the fact that his true qi protected a few points, his arm would have broken directly.

The strength of this assassin is definitely above the Innate Realm.

Jia Yacheng was secretly frightened, and his face couldn't help but become bloodless.

He struggled to get up from the rubble, but before he could get up, the man in black had already caught up and flew into the air.

A punch fell on him.

In the end, Jia Yacheng is an innate martial artist, and he still has some means, and his whole body is full of true qi.

There was a rumbling in his body, and a dull sound appeared from the joints, and a blue film was formed on the surface of his body, blocking Zhao Hongming's punch.

"Whoever stops me from killing the Martial King, die!"

Zhao Hongming, who was wearing a black power suit, yelled and pounced again, using a little more strength.

Jia Yacheng, who had already received a punch from Zhao Hongming, had the breath in his body in a mess, and his arms had been broken in multiple places, and he couldn't prevent Zhao Hongming's huge strength at all.

The blue film of the True Qi structure is nothing but nothing.

In the end, under Zhao Hongming's roar, his liver and brain were smeared.

Zhao Hongming saw that Jia Yacheng, who was already dead on the ground, and was finally satisfied.

After this tossing in the middle of the night, most of the many martial artists who were guarding the Wuwang Mansion were sent by him to see the King of Hades.

Now, there should be no one to guard it.

Zhao Hongming returned to his dormitory and restored his original appearance.

He called Chang Wuzhi and ordered: "When the time comes, let Wu Qi and them come back to take over." ”

Chang Wuxian hurriedly clenched his fists and rushed out towards the outside of King Wu's mansion.

After he left, Zhao Hongming reversed his qi, the qi and blood in his body collided, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow a trace of blood, and his expression became a little sluggish.

Gao Yanshi said with concern: "His Royal Highness the Martial King, who are you?" ”

"You have to act in a full set." Zhao Hongming said with blazing eyes.

(End of chapter)