Wang Zixuan was covered in blood and his eyes were full of anger, walking on the bluestone streets of the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom, and the wound on his foot dragged a long blood mark on the clean bluestone pavement.

The people of Zhao Kingdom avoided Wang Zixuan when they saw him like this, and wherever Wang Zixuan went, the door was closed and the child stopped crying, only a pair of eyes hiding in the dark snooped on him.

Wang Zixuan smiled coldly, even if he was injured, how could these assassins avoid his eyes?

"Come out. Wang Zixuan's golden knife stopped in place, as if the wound on his body did not exist at all, and his momentum was even more fierce than before.

As he spoke, hundreds of forbidden troops of King Zhao dressed in software poured out from all directions, surrounding Wang Zixuan.

"Lord Wang, please go back, the Lin Pavilion Master has not been arrested. A square-faced man walked out of the forbidden army, looking upright, and said slowly.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, I didn't come here to listen to you say this, from the moment Zhao Guo started, he lost all his credit. Wang Zixuan is still like that, neither can he find Lin Zheng, even if there is a one-in-10,000 chance, he has to confirm with his own eyes that Lin Zheng is not in Zhao Guocai can rest assured.

He now goes to King Zhao's side, if the master is there, and Lin Zheng is not there, he will wash the palace in blood, if the master and Lin Zheng are here, he will return with Lin Zheng.

"Hands-on. The square-faced man saw that his tongue was useless, and he prepared to speak with his actions.

Hundreds of Praetorian guards with long knives in one hand and round shields in the other, all of them took a step forward, and their steps were neat, as if all of them had turned into ropes and woven into a large net, blocking the road to the palace.

Wang Zixuan swung his sword and slashed, and when he took a step, he had already come to the guards, and before everyone could react, the three heads had already landed.

"Shhh The square-faced man gasped, Wang Zixuan's sword was almost to a terrifying level, and he lost three people on his side in a single breath, but he didn't even see his sword clearly.

"Shou!" The square-faced man immediately ordered, originally he didn't have the confidence to be able to stop Wang Zixuan, but after seeing Wang Zixuan's injuries, he chose to stop at this intersection, at this time, seeing Wang Zixuan's aggressive attack, he immediately adopted the same strategy as General Dingyuan, drag!

The longer it dragged on, the more serious Wang Zixuan's injuries became, and his only chance was here.

A word of order was given, the soldiers moved closer in an instant, the long knife raised the round shield and snapped, and a defensive formation was about to be formed in the blink of an eye.

How could Wang Zixuan let the other party get his wish, the sword moved with him, and he rushed into the enemy formation at the moment when the round shield was about to bite, although it was dangerous when he rushed, but with his strength, Wang Zixuan, who entered the enemy formation, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep and killing wantonly.

Seeing this, the square-faced man's face was extremely pale, and he saw that Wang Zixuan had killed dozens of people in an instant, and rushed up with his three-hundred-pound Xuantie Guan knife.

"Do you really think you're invincible?" The square-faced man raised his eyebrows, his forehead was bruised, and he roared towards Wang Zixuan with the sword in his hand carrying the Gangfeng.

Wang Zixuan was already struggling to deal with dozens of long knives at the same time, and at this time, he heard the wind howling behind him, and it was too late to dodge, so between life and death, Wang Zixuan could only turn around to stop the knife, but his back was cut by everyone's knives, and several wounds were opened.

"Die!" Wang Zixuan's face was hideous, revealing his teeth that had been stained red with blood, regardless of the numbness of his arm from the shock, he grabbed the blade of Guan Dao tightly, and threw the sword out of his hand and stabbed it into the throat of the square-faced man.

The square-faced man fell to the ground, grabbing the blade of the Gale Sword with both hands and trying to pull it out, but as the blood flowed out, his breathing slowly weakened, and finally he died on the ground.

Wang Zixuan took advantage of the situation to snatch the sword, still in the posture of sweeping thousands of troops, but this time no one dared to take a step closer.

"Get out. Wang Zixuan threw the knife in his hand forward, and the three-hundred-pound Xuantie knife was a series of six guards who had no time to dodge, nailing the six people to the wall, and then waited for the scarlet eyes to say: "Get out!"

The rest of the guards were terrified, throwing away their armor and fleeing.

"Phew. Wang Zixuan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and then continued to walk towards the palace, walking like a fly.

"Chu Hai is also lost. King Zhao sat on the dragon chair and muttered.

"Don't worry, even if everyone loses, I won't lose. The young man was holding a silver dragon swallowing spear and stood not far from the front of the hall.

Facing Wang Zixuan, how could the young man be fearless, although his hands trembled so much that it was difficult to hold the spear, he never forgot the gaze of his father before he crossed the city. This sentence will not be defeated is said to King Zhao, and it is also said to himself.

"Don't die, enough people died today. King Zhao sat on the dragon chair, and a thick shadow gathered at the center of his eyebrows. The delay in the death of several henchmen couldn't help but make him wonder if he had made the wrong decision.

"Please give the king a sword!" Zhao Hanlin knelt down on his knees in front of King Zhao.

"Why. King Zhao's gaze tilted, and he shifted from the figure in front of the hall to Zhao Hanlin beside him, and this thin figure couldn't help but make King Zhao wonder if he could afford to hold a sword.

"Because of the king!" Zhao Hanlin's voice echoed in the main hall.

"Because of me?" King Zhao's brows furrowed even tighter, he didn't understand why Zhao Hanlin said that.

"The king is doubting himself. Zhao Hanlin leaned over and said: "The king thinks that it is the mistake of his own decision that will cause the result of your predecessors and servants dying one after another, but it is your unrelenting delay that proves that the king's decision is not wrong!

Zhao Hanlin raised his head as he spoke, his eyes met King Zhao's-for-tat without flinching: "If the king is still ashamed, the minister is willing to carry a sword to die, hoping to exchange death for the king's heart like iron stone!"

There was silence, King Zhao was silent, and the entire hall was silent.

"Zhao Hanlin!" Zhao Wang Lang said.

"The minister is here!" Zhao Hanlin also replied.

"I give you a sword! I want you to stop Wang Zixuan and stop him outside the hall, you can't set foot in this hall, you ......" King Zhao leaned down, looked at Zhao Hanlin and asked, "Do you dare to accept the order?"

"Minister, take the order!" Zhao Hanlin knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily to King Zhao.

"Okay, I will personally give you a sword!" said King Zhao, snatching the sword from the eunuch's hand and handing it to Zhao Hanlin with both hands.

Zhao Hanlin's face was full of determination, and he took the sword without hesitation. He wants to let King Zhao understand today that it is not that King Zhao is incompetent, but that this Zhao State cannot support his ambition! He wants to tell King Zhao with death today, let go of what he does, and his courtiers should repay the king's kindness with death!

Wang Zixuan killed all the way with blood, and finally pushed open the palace gate and walked on the three-hundred-meter-long square in front of the palace.

The square in front of the palace on the white marble ground was extremely clean, and Wang Zixuan seemed to be an alien as soon as he walked in, painting a touch of blood red on this white square.

Wang Zixuan looked around, there were no soldiers in the square, only a young man armed with a silver dragon swallowing spear.

The young man is tall and tall, and his hair is in a bun dancing in the wind. The silver dragon swallowing blade spear was cold, and many people looked at each other.

In a trance, Wang Zixuan seemed to see the person who had hit him hard at the city gate.

"Hairy boy. Wang Zixuan finally saw the figure in front of him clearly, and smiled.

"Pavilion Master, I am now General Dingyuan. The young man raised his chin, a bit of his father's might.

"Let me see, have you made any breakthroughs in your marksmanship?" Wang Zixuan smiled, remembering the man's skillful and immature marksmanship, he put the Gale Sword behind his back and beckoned to the man.

The man just held the gun in both hands, standing still in place, and he didn't dare to take any further steps in the face of Wang Zixuan.

"Steady and steady is not maturity, but recognition of reality. Wang Zixuan sneered, he had never been as restrained as a man, and he had never restrained a man so much in his short teaching.

After laughing, Wang Zixuan raised his sword and walked towards the man step by step.

The man saw that Wang Zixuan was so defenseless in the past, but he still didn't dare to take a step forward, but his expression was suppressed and his eyes narrowed slightly vigilant to Wang Zixuan's every move.

Wang Zixuan took thirty steps forward, only ten steps away from the man.

"You've missed out on the best opportunity. Wang Zixuan sneered again: "You are too far from your father. ”

After that, Wang Zixuan finally raised his hand, and the impeccable move entered the young man's eyes again, and the young man realized that Wang Zixuan was just playing around with himself.

"The will to fall into battle, there is death and no life!" the father's stern teaching echoed in the young man's mind, and the young man laughed at himself, thinking that there would be a great battle between the two in the face of the seriously injured Wang Zixuan, but it was all just his own wishful thinking.

It was a little overcast, and the evening breeze mixed with moisture blew in it, but the young man could no longer feel it.

Wang Zixuan couldn't feel the coolness in the air anymore, and he only had the palace hall in his eyes.

As he walked up the stairs, Wang Zixuan finally noticed the figure standing on the stairs and the sword in the figure's hand.

"Civil official?" Wang Zixuan asked strangely.

"Under Zhao Yunlan, he served as a bachelor of Hanlin. Zhao Hanlin nodded and said.

"Don't bother me. "Wang Zixuan has no intention of killing him.

"I still have to stop it, the king is young, and he is not used to seeing life and death, I want to teach the king one last lesson and let him get used to it. Zhao Hanlin said with a smile, much more calm than the previous young man with a gun.

"Your king will die today. Wang Zixuan said coldly.

Zhao Hanlin looked at the sky and said with a smile: "I won't die." ”

"Get out of your sword. Wang Zixuan looked at Zhao Hanlin's lame way of holding the sword and said.

Zhao Hanlin nodded, thanked him, and then stepped forward with his sword.

Zhao Hanlin's steps were not fast, it could even be said to be slow, Wang Zixuan simply raised his sword to Zhao Hanlin, in his heart, Zhao Hanlin would avoid it.

However, Zhao Hanlin didn't seem to see Wang Zixuan's raised sword, let the blade pass through his chest, and raised his hand to wave the sword at Wang Zixuan.