Chapter 20: Killing Ring, Shocking the Royal Capital

"Good time!"

With a low cry in his mouth, Zhou Wushuang looked at the many killers who were coming towards him with full of fighting spirit, and laughed loudly: "Just this prince to try my current strength!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wushuang stomped his feet, and the ground exploded instantly, and when the blue light burst out behind him, a high-pitched dragon groan resounded in all directions at this moment: "Ang!"

The nine-zhang green dragon roared, illuminating the entire area, and at the same time, Zhou Wushuang also felt that his strength had been forcibly raised to the point of 500,000 catties.

"Extreme Nine Dragon Gong!"

"It can't be!"

On top of a tall building in the distance, Zhou Wuru got up, and the whole person roared madly.

Immediately afterwards, the jealousy in his eyes condensed into substance, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Father, you are too partial, I don't accept it, why, why can he get the Extreme Nine Dragon Gong with a waste!"

"Die, Zhou Wushuang, you must die today, no matter what, I can't let you continue to live!"

"The Extreme Dao Nine Dragon Gong is mine, Su Daji is mine, and all this should belong to me. ”

Surprisingly, this cleverly arranged attack and killing was from the ruthless hands of the Twelfth Prince Zhou, in order to be able to kill Zhou Wushuang and prevent him from completing tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony.

Zhou Wushuang didn't know about all this, and at this moment, he had already rushed out preemptively.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhou Wushuang dodged and came to the front of a killer, and before he could come back to his senses, his right hand clenched into a fist and smashed out fiercely, smashing into the killer's chest without the slightest accident.

Click-

The sound of bones shattering rang out, the killer's chest was dented, and the whole person was knocked out and slammed into the wall of a house, and the body was already a blur of flesh and blood, and it was too dead to die.

"Shhh

This scene suddenly made those killers who were about to make a move couldn't help but gasp, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Wushuang were full of horror and horror.

Originally, they were injured by the Fierce Treasure Technique, and their combat power went to eight or nine out of ten, but it was not a problem to deal with a mere Foundation Building Realm monk, but Zhou Wushuang showed a huge strength of 500,000 jin at this moment, plus a trace of dragon power that came with the Extreme Nine Dragon Gong, its combat power was enough to match the Jin Dan, and it was not at all what they could resist now.

"Tsk, turning into a virtual realm, is it so vulnerable?"

One blow will kill, Zhou Wushuang's eyes are even more angry, and his eyes scanned the audience and said: "If you dare to attack and kill this prince today, then you have to be prepared to be killed by this prince, and you will have to die today!"

"Bastard, if it weren't for that damn imp who caused our combat strength to go to eight or nine times out of ten, how could you be so arrogant in building a foundation realm!"

"Thirteen princes, you are too arrogant, what about your combat power, you are just one person, and we have more than ninety people to kill you!"

shouted in disbelief, but the more than ninety killers did not approach Zhou Wushuang rashly, but slowly retreated, obviously with a straight posture.

"Want to escape?"

Zhou Wushuang saw this scene in his eyes, and a murderous intent burst out from his eyes, "If this prince lets you escape today, how can you save face!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Wushuang's right foot slammed on the ground, accompanied by a roaring sound, his body swept out like an arrow from the string, and in the blink of an eye, he instantly rushed into the killer crowd, his hands clenched into fists and continued to smash out, the sound of broken bones continued to resound, a killer died tragically on the street, and they were all stoned to death by Zhou Wushuang with his fist, the entire street was bloody, and between the corpses, the blood gathered like Xiao Tan!

"Oh my God, is this still the prince of waste?"

"Extreme Nine Dragon Gong, Your Majesty actually gave it to the Thirteen Princes, with his unparalleled physique, the power of one punch is comparable to the full force of Jin Dan, this is simply a murderer!"

"Zhou Wushuang, this unknown thirteenth prince, today he completely slapped us in the eyes, it is too ferocious, he is only a foundation builder!"

“......”

Above the tall buildings in the distance, one after another exclamations resounded.

It can be clearly seen that there is a group of people standing in it almost one or two buildings away, looking condescendingly at everything that happened on Suzaku Street, and it seems that it is no secret that the Twelve Princes sent people to attack and kill Zhou Wushuang tonight.

The fourth prince Zhou Wuregret, the sixth prince Zhou Wuji, the seventh prince Zhou Wuji, and the eighth prince Zhou Xingzhe are all among them, and even in places that no one can see, Zhang Yu, the Duke of Yiguo, Chen Liao, and Prime Minister Wu are all hiding in the dark, watching all this.

"Ah......h

The screams stopped abruptly, and the last killer was hit by Zhou Wushuang's punch and fell to the ground!

"Huhu~"

With a constant pant of breath in his mouth, Zhou Wushuang's sweat kept coming out, mixed with the blood of those killers looked like a Shura, and the strength of his body was almost exhausted, and the green dragon transformed by the Extreme Nine Dragons Gong also dispersed!

At the same time, the battle at the other end of the wilderness is also coming to an end.

The Fierce Treasure Technique was transformed by his supernatural performance, the four thunderbolts were fierce and violent, and with the power of the body that was more terrifying than Zhou Wushuang, he slaughtered the four strong men who were distracted and trifected.

Like Zhou Wushuang, the four people who were killed by the wilderness were all dead and had no corpses, and the powerful force blew up their bodies.

"What a terrible child, is he the bodyguard of the Thirteen Princes, who is he?"

"Ancient Immortal, no way, he doesn't have any immortal energy on his body, but what level of existence does he have?"

"Terrible means, even the Crossing Monk can't control the thunder, he is so proficient, it's really terrifying......"

In response to the waste, the people in the various attics also opened their mouths to express their opinions, and there is no doubt that the evaluation of the waste is high, even comparable to the Wenqu star embodied by King Wen.

Of course, among them, Chen Liao, the Duke of Lu, gritted his teeth a little, and was obviously angry about the fact that he had roasted his golden-winged eagle.

As for the Twelfth Prince Zhou Wuru, the jealous look on his face at this moment has evolved into hideous, and he can't wait to snatch the wilderness over as his own guard, and directly smash the tables and coffee tables in the room, and keep shouting: "This is impossible! This is impossible ......."

The deliberate layout, the perfect timing of the attack and killing, but the result ended in failure, and even what Zhou Wushuang revealed made him jealous to the bone, how could Zhou Wuru calm down.

Dada——

Stepping in front of Zhou Wushuang, Huang stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and said with a grin: "Your Highness, these guys are too unbeaten, and they are not challenging at all!"

Uh-

The corners of his mouth twitched, Zhou Wushuang had an urge to vomit blood, fighting the strong with one against four and the weak, and actually said something that was not challenging, and only a person like Huang who suppressed the ancient times could say it.

"Ahem!"

Coughing lightly, Zhou Wushuang patted Huang's shoulder and said, "Okay, let's go back first, there will be a lot of opponents tomorrow, and you may have to play at that time!"

After speaking, Zhou Wushuang glanced at the attics on both sides of the street, and walked towards the Thirteen Princes' Mansion with a barren step.