Even if Yi Heng's heart was as strong as iron, he felt that it was difficult to see the people of the foreign tribes in the grassland, wielding a knife to slaughter the Han people.

If he was willing, with a wave of his hand, the more than 100,000 seemingly ferocious grassland soldiers and horses would be turned to ashes in the spell in an instant, and no trace would be left behind.

But is this in line with the trajectory of historical development?

"The Western Zhou Dynasty should be destroyed, but the Eastern Zhou Dynasty will have to continue for two hundred years, as long as it is not too much, it should not be seen....... ”

At night, although the pickaxe is bustling and noisy in Beijing, there is no scene of ghosts crying wolves and crying everywhere like tonight.

King Zhou You was killed in Lishan that night, and Ji Bofu and Bao Xi were also killed.

The Inurong tribe broke through Hokyo and occupied the palace.

In the palace, the lights were bright, and a fierce man sat on the king's chair, and the tiger's eyes swept over the seven or eight steppe people with a long breath below.

"Immortal Heaven is above, and today I finally got what I wanted, but how to deal with the people of the Zhou Dynasty in this city, I still have to discuss with a few Anda!"

The person sitting below suddenly brought the wine jug to his mouth, "grunt" for a while, poured all the wine into his mouth, did not wipe the wine in his mouth, stood up abruptly and said loudly: "When I give an order, the whole city will be killed!"

As soon as the words fell, a murderous aura rushed straight to the top of the palace, and on the top of the palace, Yi Heng frowned slightly.

"Kill, naturally have to kill, but to kill the way, you must not anger the princes of the world, otherwise they will attack together, and only my dog Rong Department may be difficult to resist, and then I will ask for help from other tribes, but I will give the meat of my mouth to others. ”

"Hmph! How can the princes of the Zhou Dynasty really come to help? and look at my means...... ”

The others were calm, as if they had not heard them, until the man on the throne spoke to each other:

"A few senior brothers, occupy this place, you and others have made a lot of contributions, there are many masters in the Zhou Dynasty, if you gather to resist, I am afraid that there will be no today's achievements, for the people of the Zhou Dynasty in this city, what are your opinions?"

"The existence of the Demon Palace is to deal with the masters of the Zhou Dynasty and clear all obstacles for the grassland army, as for governing the country, our senior brothers have no opinions. ”

The old man in black, with his long breath and his temples bulging high, replied in a gloomy voice, and the others nodded slightly in approval.

Between the words of this person, the accent is pure, and there is no sign of a grassland person at all, so he should have been lurking in the Central Plains for a long time.

"Okay! Sure enough, it is the person at the helm of the Demon Palace, not only is the martial arts exquisite, but also knows the general situation, so I gave an order, and in an instant, there was no ..... of the people of the Zhou Dynasty in this city. ”

The man of the iron tower who was standing raised his palm like a fan, as if he was about to wave, but was interrupted by the old man: "Don't talk nonsense, the person at the helm of the Demon Palace has no one else except the holy woman..." ”

"Well, well, Khan, then I'll go!"

The big man on the throne did not answer immediately, and raised the wine glass with his left hand and brought it to his mouth, but he couldn't drink it.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, and his right hand was on his chest, and he pressed hard to suppress the beating heart that seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.

"How do you feel that your life is in danger all the time?" said no outsiders, so he removed his glass and asked the few people below cautiously.

The gray-clothed old man stood up suddenly, his robe instantly agitated, and several other people also reached up to their waists and held the hard thing tightly.

The iron tower man's face was also solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the face of the old man in gray.

Although the palace was large, in an instant, the atmosphere became extremely depressing.

On the top of the palace, Yi Heng's eyes shot a trace of fierceness, but the corners of his mouth slowly provoked.

After a while, when the old man's face was slightly relaxed, everyone also relaxed.

"Khan, you are suspicious, but to kill so many people at once, although I have experienced a hundred battles, I also feel terrified, haha, just wait a while. ”

The man of the iron tower bowed slightly, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

The man on the throne was still thinking about whether his heartbeat just now was really as he said, and he didn't stop it, but suddenly he felt something in his heart, and suddenly looked up at the palace gate.

"Bang, whoosh, whoosh, ....... ”

The sound of the blade sounded suddenly, and the gray-clothed old man and the others also looked towards the palace gate at the same time.

I saw the man of the iron tower step out of his right foot, and as soon as his left foot was raised, he stopped in mid-air, and could not step again, and looked at the palace gate with dull eyes.

At this time, although the night was deep, the lights inside and outside the palace were bright, and in the eyes of everyone, a tall back spanned the middle of the palace gate, like a thorn stuck in the throat of everyone, not entering, nor leaving, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone here is not ignorant, and they know in their hearts that since they can come to the palace gate silently and without alarming any of the guard soldiers, then this person is definitely not a human being.

But after the tower-like man came to his senses, he couldn't help but ask, "Who is here?"

After drinking and asking, he realized that it was superfluous.

Who else would be here at this time? What could they do? And how could they tell everyone? It wasn't going to be a drink, was it?

"Stupid!" thought to everyone.

But to everyone's surprise, the man really replied: "People from the Zhou Dynasty, come here to find a glass of water and wine!"

The indifferent words came, and everyone was stunned.

When the man of the tower saw that the person who came was so talkative, he thought that he was an ordinary person who had mixed in here, and immediately shouted: "Look for death!"

After saying that, he pulled out his waist knife with a "swish" and rushed quickly.

Although the palace is large, it is only about ten zhang, and the man of the iron tower is fast, and he has jumped over seven or eight zhang in an instant, and when he sees that the man has not turned around, he is immediately furious.

"Die!" in a fit of rage, he flew up, raised his waist knife, and slashed at the man's shoulder.

Before the sword light arrives, the murderous aura arrives first.

The man's ordinary Tsing Yi Taoist uniform was hit by the murderous aura and made a "poof" sound.

The sound of "whoosh" sounded, the cold light was shining, and the waist knife with the momentum of a thunderbolt was already on the man's shoulder in an instant.

When everyone saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they were just ordinary people, and they didn't know how to sneak into here, which made them startled.

Yi Heng turned his back to the palace, turned a blind eye to the sword that was about to reach his body, and said: "If you can't find water and wine, you will take some heads, or, all!"

At first, it was indifferent, but the last two "all" resounded like thunder.

Everyone only felt a "boom" in their minds, their eyes turned black in an instant, and their hands hugged their heads violently.

Yi Heng turned around slowly.

There was a crisp sound, and the waist knife that slashed to the shoulder had fallen on the hard ground outside the zhang for some reason, and after jumping twice, it stood still.

And the owner of the waist knife, a strong man with a tall iron tower near Zhangyu, in an instant, but he didn't know where he went.

"Anda!"

A cry of pain rushed out of the heart, out of the throat, and spread throughout the palace,

But the guards outside the palace were whispering about how many possessions and prisoners they should loot tomorrow as if they had heard nothing.

The big man on the throne stood up suddenly, but sat down in an instant.

The cry of pain just now seemed to drain his whole body strength, and at this time, he had no intention of taking revenge, let alone being powerless.

The gray-clothed old man and the others shot an incredible look in their eyes, their eyes widened, and they looked at the blood mist that was still flying in the air at the palace gate.

The giant man near the Yu Iron Tower, the moment their eyes went black, they turned into blood mist out of thin air, what kind of martial arts is this?

"Dodo...... ”

The sound of chattering teeth was harsh in the silence of the palace.

The blood mist was slowly drifting away, and the ground was covered with blood.

But there seemed to be some transparent shield in front of the man, and the blood mist drifted in front of him, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Yi Heng said softly: "My memory is never wrong, your face is vaguely familiar, but I have never seen you, you say, what is the relationship between you and the little prince?"

Although his eyes were indifferent, in the eyes of the man on the throne, they were like two sharp swords, piercing his heart.

"I, I don't know what little prince ...... The man looked up at him with all his might, and although his face was extremely frightened, he still mustered up the courage to reply.

"No!"

The old man in gray shouted in a low voice.

Yi Heng looked at it and smiled lightly, "The art of assassination? It seems that they are all old people, which makes me embarrassed!"

"So, after the deceased, you, you, I remembered, Zeng, Zeng Immortal Master ...... ”

The old man in gray drank the handsome man who was about to assassinate, and when he heard his words, he immediately recalled with all his might, where would such a master exist among the old people?

But suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he asked in disbelief in a trembling voice.

"Hehe, Immortal Master Zeng? Yes, it was indeed surnamed Zeng at that time, this must be the name of the yellow paparazzi!"

"Really, really?" the old man in gray was sure of him, his whole body went soft, and he knelt on the ground without hesitation.

At the same time, he shouted: "Don't you kneel down?" On the Tianchi back then, it was the immortal master who saved the Holy Mother and the ancestors who waited for us!"

Yi Heng had in his mind the scene of a fierce battle with the Su Demon Demon and ten other immortal cultivators on the Tianchi Pond.

In that battle, the Su Demon Demon Dantian was leaked, and he had to carry her down to the bottom of hell to look for the flower of hell.

The trip to hell, nine deaths and one life, they almost lost their souls, and they will never be reborn.

But in the end, the harvest was huge, not only fighting for his life, finding the flower of hell, but even getting Hongjun's soul and understanding, and most importantly, that soul turned out to be his own origin soul.

Now, his soul can also break out of the Purple Mansion and cast various soul spells, and his power has increased several times.

In an instant, all the previous things were replayed in his mind, and even if he had experienced a lot, he didn't feel very embarrassed.

And above Tianchi, the four disciples of the Su Demon Demon are probably dead for many years, and the yellow paparazzi who pestered him to learn martial arts has probably turned into dirt for many years.

did not enter the Tao from martial arts, let their martial arts road reach the peak again, they are all mortals, and after a hundred years, they will naturally turn into a cup of loess.

He still remembered the first time he saw the yellow paparazzi, the little boy was holding the beef jerky tightly in his hand, and he was reluctant to give it to him, so he reluctantly handed it to him.

On the beef jerky, there are still a few obvious tooth marks and wet saliva .......