The gates of the royal city were wide open.

There was no one at the door.

Zhang Wuji did not hesitate at all, holding the black iron sword, and rode a wildebeest into the royal city step by step.

To Zhang Wuji's surprise, there was no one in the royal city.

Even if someone passes by occasionally, it's as if you don't see them at all.

"What's going on?" Han Cheng said with a confused expression.

"There's nothing surprising, doesn't that mean that your father is unpopular?" Zhang Wuji said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He certainly knows why.

Although the Mo family has declined a lot over the years, and its control over Korea is not as good as before, if you make up your mind to do something, you can still exert great energy.

Obviously, this is the Mo family's own energy in advance, so as not to let Zhang Wuji enter the royal city to kill the blood flowing.

"The Mo family is still merciful!"

"If it were replaced by Xuanyuan, I'm afraid there would have been a river of blood here!" Zhang Wuji sighed in his heart, but his face was still silent.

Zhang Wuji, Han Cheng, and Han Xian'er quickly entered the Korean council hall.

"Rebel, sure enough, you provoked the right and wrong. A fat old man with white hair sat on the throne, waiting for Han Cheng with a pair of eyes.

"Do you think that if you kill one of my sons, I will pass the throne of this great Han to you?"

"You don't daydream here, the old man has one hundred and eighty-four sons, and three or four hundred grandchildren, unless you can kill my children and grandchildren, you don't want to be the king of Korea. ”

Zhang Wuji's eyes narrowed, and he instantly understood that this old man looked like he was talking to Han Cheng, but in fact, the object of his speech was himself, and he was demonstrating to himself!

"Okay!"

"Then you call out your sons and grandchildren, see if they dare to take over your throne, and see if I dare to kill them all!" Zhang Wuji stepped forward, the black iron sword in his hand faintly trembling.

This is a sign when he is about to kill.

"Presumptuous, you dare to speak in front of this king, come on, kill this thief for me. King Han's voice chanted above the main hall.

But his voice sounded, but there was silence all around, and no half figure came.

This made King Han's face instantly look ugly.

"Father, don't be embarrassed with Senior Brother Zhang anymore, Senior Brother Zhang is also for the good of Korea, for our good!" The eldest prince Han Cheng suddenly rushed over, threw himself at the feet of King Han, and cried with tears in his eyes.

"You, you ......!" King Han stretched out his slightly trembling hand, pointed at Han Cheng, and finally at Zhang Wuji.

"Then you come and kill me!"

King Han's face showed a hint of madness: "I want to see if the Mo family dares to defy the taboo of the world and kill me." ”

"Father is crazy. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, my father, this must be crazy. ”

"Come on, take my father down!" Han Cheng shouted towards the door.

Soon the two armored warriors walked in quickly, wanting to come up and set up King Han.

"Boom!" An extremely strong momentum erupted from King Han's body, directly blasting the two warriors away.

He is not only the king of Han, but he is also the great monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection.

"Hmph!" Zhang Wuji's eyes flashed with a cold light, and in a flash, he came to the side of this King Han, and pointed like a sword, and suddenly stabbed towards him in the sea of qi.

"Boom!" Compared with Zhang Wuji, who has been in a hundred battles, how can King Han, who has always been pampered and piled up by pills to the foundation building realm, make his opponent.

was directly broken by a single move, and most of the cultivation was abolished.

King Han's appearance began to age visibly with the naked eye, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

"The eldest prince, the next matter here will be handed over to you, but this old Han king can't stay in the royal capital, I will take it away and bring it back to the organ city to restore my life. ”

"It's okay, the aura of the organ city is strong, and it is good for my father's illness!" Han Cheng pondered for a moment, his face showing a hint of grief, and nodded.

"Hahahaha!"

"Han Cheng, I'll see how you destroy Korea in the Organ City. Old King Han laughed, but this smile looked a little desolate no matter how you look at it.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wuji glanced at Han Xian'er, who had been following silently behind him, and took the old Han King out of the royal capital.

A coup d'état was deeply involved in Zhang Wuji, and it was spent without danger, and many people would not even know that such a coup d'état had occurred in the capital of South Korea.

I don't know how the history of South Korea will be written, but he has a clearer sense of power.

Any dynasty, any empire, if it can't control a strong enough force, it's bullshit.

This is a world where the strong are the strong.

As for who is right and who is wrong, how can they be distinguished in the face of completely different governing concepts.

In the eyes of Lao Han Wang and others, he may be a heinous thief.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wuji waved his hand, and let people press the old Han King towards the teleportation array located in the royal capital.

"Senior brother, what is going to do with the slave family?" Han Xian'er, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke at this time.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that this was indeed a trouble.

He originally thought that this time would be an extremely dangerous journey, but he didn't expect it to end so simply, and Han Xian'er became a spectator along the way, so Zhang Wuji was a little difficult to deal with her.

"How about letting the slave family leave?"

"The slave family is a killer of Yipintang, if you go to the organ city with you, there is something wrong after all, as long as the senior brother is willing to let the slave family go, it can be regarded as the slave family owes the senior brother a favor.

In the future, if the senior brother goes to the Han Empire, the slave family will definitely have a good reward.

"I don't care if I repay it or not!"

Zhang Wuji shook his head, pondered for a moment, and finally reached out a little to unblock the sword qi on Han Xian'er's body: "Let's go, although I don't know your true purpose, but Nian Zai has also fought side by side, this time I will spare your life, so let's do it for myself!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Han Xian'er's face was happy: "Senior brother, don't worry, Xian'er will never break her word, and I also believe that senior brother, you will definitely go to the Han Empire." ”

Han Xian'er smiled mysteriously at Zhang Wuji, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Wuji shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

At the teleportation array, Zhang Wuji saw his master Xuanyi.

"You've done a good job with this mission!" said Genichi with a grin.

"The main thing is that the Mo family is strong, I'm just a murderer, it's okay to change people!" Zhang Wuji grinned.

"Are you a little confused about the sudden appearance of Han Xian'er, the killer of Yipintang?" Xuan Yi said suddenly.

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji's heart sank: "Please also ask the master to solve your doubts?"

"I'll tell you just one thing!"

"The ancestor of Yipintang is a heavenly machine, although Yipintang is a killer organization, but there are not many assassination activities, and their main business is actually to sell intelligence ....... ”