"Give me death!" "Another old man beside the third prince who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection suddenly roared.

The sound waves rolled in, and Zhang Wuji instantly felt that the aura in his body was disordered, and the Taiji sword clothes couldn't even be maintained.

Seeing the effect, the old man's face was happy, and he opened his mouth to speak again.

"Whew!" But what awaited him was a transparent flying sword that came out of nowhere.

With a sword slash, the old man's head moved instantly.

Blood spurted out of the old man's body, and the three princes next to him were caught off guard and directly sprayed all over his face.

Without waiting for the third prince to make any more moves, Zhang Wuji's figure appeared in front of him in a flash, and the black iron sword in his hand was already on this person's neck.

"Okay!" Behind him, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the eldest prince Han Cheng.

If he catches the third prince, then he will have the initiative and a bargaining chip to negotiate with his father.

At this moment, he had already thought of countless schemes and schemes.

"You dare to kill me?" The third prince stared at the sword cultivator in front of him with cracked eyes, and he felt fear, a sense of fear hidden in his bones.

"I am the prince of South Korea, your Mo family and my Korean royal family have an agreement, you must not kill the royal family in vain, if you dare to break the rules, you don't need me to take action, your Mo family will clean you up. ”

"You let me go, as long as you are willing to let me go, I can give you all the ...... you want. ”

"Poof!" Before the third prince could finish speaking, the sword in Zhang Wuji's hand was lightly horizontal, directly cutting off his head.

"You're too long-winded!" Bai Gu grabbed him by the head and kicked his body away.

There was a moment of silence.

And then there was the endless riots.

"The third prince has been killed!"

"The third prince was killed......!"

Some people shouted, and then many people shouted and fled in all directions.

"You, you, senior brother, how dare you do this, how can this be!" Han Cheng's hands trembled a little, and his heart suddenly became frightened.

"Great Prince, this is my truth, and the sword in my hand is the truth. ”

Zhang Wuji shook the head of the third prince in his hand and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, let's go, go to the royal city and reason with your father." ”

"You, shouldn't you be ......!" Han Cheng couldn't say anything anymore when he said this, it was really the thoughts in his heart that were so crazy that he couldn't even say words in fear just thinking about it.

"Let's go!" Bai Gu snorted, stepped on his wildebeest, and walked slowly along the avenue.

This sentence frightened Han Cheng, but he gritted his teeth and finally followed behind Zhang Wuji.

Some things are completely out of his control.

"Your disciple is a little unruly. "On an attic that Zhang Wuji and the others were unwilling to do, the two of them were confronting each other.

One is a thin old man, and the other is Xuanyi who sent a message to Zhang Wuji.

"Rules?"

"What rules?" said Xuanyi's voice indifferently.

"Of course, it is the rule that you set with us back then not to interfere in the internal affairs of South Korea. The thin old man roared.

"Hehe, are you following the rules?"

"When you contact the Legalists privately, do you think that the Mo family has been weakened over the years and is incapable of managing you?"

"You're ......!"

"This is an internal choice of our country, and it is because your concept of love and non-aggression is too idealistic to govern the country well. ”

"It's not that our royal family has taken refuge in the Legalist family, this is the trend of the times, do you understand?"

Listening to the roar of the thin old man, Xuan Yi's face did not change in the slightest, he held the sword in his hand that was trembling, and his voice was still indifferent, "If you have an opinion, you go to the city and say, I can only use the sword, and I only know how to use the sword to solve problems." ”

"You...... Okay, then I'll kill this person now!" The thin old man turned his head to look at Zhang Wuji, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"You dare!"

"If you don't want Korea to be slaughtered, you just have to go!" Xuan Yi said with a sneer.

"You bunch of sword maniacs. The old man gritted his teeth.

"Old King Han, I advise you to stay here obediently and don't move, my task is to watch you here, if you dare to take half a step out of this place, I will kill you!"

"Are you going to let me watch my children and grandchildren being killed by that madman?" the thin old man's eyes cracked, and the words almost shouted out.

"That's right!" said Xuanyi in a cold voice.

The thin old man's fists clenched violently, and finally he couldn't help but let go, clenched again, and released again.

Eventually, he sighed and fell to the ground.

He suddenly realized that what rules, what schemes, were nothing in the face of powerful forces.

The so-called agreement between the Mohists and Korea was like a game, and they believed the game as true.

"What a wonderful show!" And above the confrontation between Xuan Yi and the two, there were also two figures.

The second ancestor of the Mo family gradually left, and there was a middle-aged black-faced scribe wearing a square scarf.

"Looks like you're determined to merge into Xuanyuan!" the black-faced scribe sighed and spoke.

"No, the Mo family will always be the Mo family. Gao Yanli looked at the arrogant Xuanyi below, and the even more arrogant Zhang Wuji, and said with a smile on his face, "We just need Xuanyuan's sword cultivation culture." ”

"You don't look like you and me more than a thousand years ago. ”

"Hehe, I've never been so rude. The black-faced scribe pursed his lips.

"But then again, Regulus would be so kind?"

"I will give you the disciples I have worked so hard to cultivate without asking for anything in return?"

"This is the reason why Xuanyuan has become a super sect, people are indeed much more atmospheric than us. Gao Yuanli sighed.

"Of course we don't give nothing, we give them what they want. ”

"The Mo family's sword lineage inheritance?" Li Si asked.

Gao Yanli glanced at Li Si and said with a smile: "This is not something you can investigate." ”

"Why do you have to be so stubborn?"

"His Majesty the First Emperor is the only Ming monarch in the ages, and you haven't seen what you have done over the years, joining Great Qin, your Mo family is still the Mo family, and it will be even stronger. ”

"Only when all of us unite can we not be eaten away by those super sects that are eyeing us one by one!"

"You should go and talk to Confucianism about this!" Gao Yuanli pursed his lips.

"Anyway, my Mo family will not go, no matter how strong Yingzheng is, it is not the master of my Mo family that is willing to be loyal. ”

"Confucianism?"

"A bunch of sanctimonious rotten!" Li Si scoffed.

"No more nonsense!"

Li Si said with a straight face, "This time, with my intentions, we will at least take a third of the territory in Korea, but His Majesty the First Emperor does not want the war to extend to the Yuan Infant Period, so he issued a truce order, and we have to obey it." ”

"Let's stop fighting!"

"I have one more thing to officially inform you, three hundred years later, the homecoming plan will be officially launched, your Mo family should get ready!"

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