Yan Qijun said Ma He's identity, and his face became extremely ugly.

There are three main and nine deputy seventy-two side halls in the palace of the prince of Dayan, and the Yi'an Hall is one of the nine deputy halls, which is the place where Yan Qi Junping rì reads and writes and takes care of documents such as correspondence. Ma He, as the chief eunuch of Yi'an Palace, is also a confidant by Yan Qijun's side, he actually appeared next to Yan Xiaoqi, and he was the executor who bribed Lin Qiuluo to assassinate Yan Qijun, what does this mean?

His hands pressed heavily on the windowsill, and a pair of fleshy palms sank into the windowsill two inches deep, and Yan Qijun said in a deep voice: "No matter who is behind this, this king swears to kill him." Looking back at Zhao Kuo fiercely, Yan Qijun said coldly: "Could it be that you don't know their identities at all?"

Zhao Kuo shook his head helplessly, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Kuo belongs to the Great Zhao Military Department, and Zhaowu Hall are completely two systems. The Zhaowu Palace is controlled by Prime Minister Lin Xiangru and Prime Minister Su Dai, and the military department only cooperates with the Zhaowu Palace, and Zhao Kuo is also acting on orders this time. ”

Beg groaned for a moment, and a murderous aura suddenly flashed on his face. He sneered: "Whatever it takes him so much! Xiong Guoshi, Crane Guoshi, go down and arrest people." Yan Xiaoqi, Ma He, and the people around them were all captured alive and taken out to be tortured!"

Zhao Kuo hurriedly shouted: "No, this time I brought the three Great Zhao offerings, and they are also ......" Zhao Kuo's eyes quickly glanced at Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, and signaled that the offerings of the three Great Zhao he brought were also the cultivation of the Yuan Shen realm.

Bei Qi frowned, he thought about it quickly, and pinched all the remaining drunken dragon incense on his body into a round ball the size of a child's fist, and handed it to Zhao Kuo along with an antidote. He lowered his voice and whispered a few words in Zhao Kuo's ear, Zhao Kuo's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Beqi in great embarrassment.

Don't beg Zhao Kuo to use drunken dragon incense, and later once don't beg to arrest people, when Da Zhao's offerings are blocked, use drunken dragon incense to turn over the three offerings. Faced with the request not to beg, Zhao Kuo was naturally full of reluctance. He brought three primordial gods to worship, if something happened to them in Xueyuan Star, Zhao Kuo would not be able to explain it after he went back. Yuan Shen worship, this is also a strategic level power in Da Zhao, and it is a great thing to lose one, let alone lose three at a time?

Glaring at Zhao Kuo fiercely, Bei Qi frowned, and took out the three green jade rings scraped from Qing Yisanren's body. Handing the ring to Zhao Kuo, Beg sneered: "These three jade rings are immortal weapons, a set of three immortal weapons for three monks of the Yuan God Realm, you can do it! Either you are fascinated and give them to me, or ......"

As soon as Beqi's body moved, two demon god puppets emerged from Beqi's body like ghosts, silently clamping Zhao Kuo from the left and right, and the two sharp long swords resisted Zhao Kuo's weakness one left and one right. Beg looked at Zhao Kuo with a charming smile, and said gently: "You are my sworn brother, brother, you are a sworn brother! For the sake of brother, I don't know if Zhao Kuo can stick a knife in your ribs?"

With Beggar's chuckle, the two demon god puppets used their wrists, and the two long swords immediately pierced into Zhao Kuo's soft underbelly by three inches. The demon god puppet's body emitted a faint blood light, and the jīng blood in Zhao Kuo's body was slowly sucked away by the long sword. Zhao Kuo's face changed slightly, and he said to Bei Qi with a smile: "The eldest brother has said so, what about leaving it to the eldest brother to deal with?"

Taking the drunken dragon incense pill and the three jade rings, Zhao Kuo smiled bitterly and looked at the two demon god puppets that were holding him hostage. Beg snorted coldly, and the bodies of the two demon god puppets squirmed, and slowly turned into two extremely beautiful girls born in Tianxiang Kingdom. The girl with an indifferent face smashed a punch on Zhao Kuo's soft underbelly, which happened to hit Zhao Kuo's wound.

Zhao Kuo howled in pain, glanced at Bei Qi pitifully, and sighed helplessly: "Since you have to deal with the three worshippers, then, let's just kill the deputy of the younger brother! That deputy is Zhao Min's henchman, and this time he came out with the younger brother, but it was for merit." Beg nodded and agreed to Zhao Kuo's request. Zhao Kuo changed his neat clothes with a bitter face, cleaned up the wounds on his body, and walked out of the restaurant with two demon god puppets.

Bei Qi glanced at Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, the two demon kings sneered, and immediately turned into two demon winds and rushed out of the window, volleying towards Yan Xiaoqi and his party on the street. Yan Xiaoqi, Ma He, Bai Feng and his party seemed to be about to come to this restaurant, and when Xiong Wanling and the two pounced, the group happened to walk to the door of the restaurant.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the rapid wind coming from the top of his head, and even more strong demonic aura surging down, Bai Feng couldn't help but shout angrily: "Where is the demon, dare to come to White Frost City to make trouble?" He waved his hand casually, and more than a dozen long and white light blue sè sword light with a strong white qi rose up violently, and greeted Xiong Wanling and Crane Qianqiu.

These sword lights are the unique 'Frost Star Sword' that the Heavenly Immortal Ancestor of White Frost City collected the Deep Sea Xuan Ice Jīng Ying, combined with the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice Iron, and used the power of the stars to quench it. The sword qi is cold, if the immortals in the ordinary Jindan realm are attacked by the sword qi, they will definitely be frozen into ice cubes, and those who cultivate to a slightly weaker level will even be frozen to death. Bai Feng, as the best disciple of the Bai family's generation, obtained a total of thirteen frost star swords, and the thirteen sword lights struck out at the same time, which was terrifyingly powerful.

The cold air roared out and quickly spread to a radius of 100 zhang, and the ground was quickly frozen out of a thick layer of ice, and the monks from near and far were busy dodging in all directions with shivers, and even the low-level monks who were dining in the restaurant were screaming and fleeing in embarrassment. A few of them escaped a little slower, and when they were touched by the cold air emitted by the Frost Star Sword, they immediately turned into white ice and snow statues.

There was an exclamation in the distance, and it seemed that someone was shouting and laughing: "Where do you come from to scatter and cultivate, dare to make trouble in White Frost City, isn't this looking for death?"

Xiong Wanling, who flew down, snorted coldly, his palms were superimposed, and he pressed down heavily. A huge palm erupted from his palm, slamming into the Froststar Sword. Bai Feng only felt an irresistible terrible pressure on his head, and his knees weakened, and he fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, all his internal organs were under great pressure, and a mouthful of reverse blood rolled out of his stomach, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground was suddenly covered with the blood he spurted.

The Frost Star Sword was hit hard by Xiong Wanling's palms, and suddenly there was a 'click' crisp sound, and the sword body cracked large cracks one after another, and the cold air was shattered by Xiong Wanling in one fell swoop. The flying sword was damaged, and Bai Feng, who was already suffering heavy injuries to his body, only felt that his eyes were dark, and his divine consciousness was also seriously traumatized. A bloody arrow spurted out of his seven orifices, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his body twitching, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Xiong Wanling's huge light palm smashed the Frost Star Sword and slammed into the ground.

With a loud bang, a circle of strong light visible to the naked eye quickly spread out to the surroundings, and the ground in a radius of more than ten miles collapsed with a huge force of unforged power, and a large number of monks howled miserably and were swept up by the shock wave, and their bodies quickly flew backwards. Their bodies were greatly impacted, and some of the lowly cultivators were torn to pieces by the shock wave on the spot, and a large blood mist suddenly sprayed in the air.

Crane Qianqiu let out a long roar, he opened his big mouth, and a large piece of green light and rain sprayed out, and countless green sè rain covered the heaven and earth. Those green sè jade plaques hung from their waists brought by Bai Feng, and the Bai family monks who represented the identity of the Frost Wind Team of the White Frost City Guards were concentrated by the light filament, their fragile bodies were pierced by the light filament, and they were beaten into a sieve in the blink of an eye, and the golden pills in their bodies were shattered by the light filament, and their souls also turned into wisps of green smoke and drifted away under the dense accumulation of light filaments.

The two demon kings are used to being rampant and domineering in Mengshan, once they make a move, it will be a killing move, where do you care what kind of White Frost City you are here, and where you are where the Heavenly Immortal Ancestor was born. Xiong Wanling shattered half of the White Frost City with one palm, and He Qianqiu killed more than two dozen members of the White Frost City Frost Wind Team with one move, including Bai Feng, the best son of the Bai family's generation.

Now there are only Yan Xiaoqi, Ma He, and two other men and two women standing on the street. The eyes of the six people widened in horror, staring at Xiong Wanling and Crane Qianqiu who swooped down from overhead. They all knew that these two national teachers of the Great Yan Dynasty were worshipped, knew what their identities were, and even knew that they were Yan Qijun's personal guards to Xueyuanxing this time.

The two demon kings are here, so what about Yan Qijun?

He Qianqiu let out a long roar, his sleeves rolled, and a blue light shuffled out, and Yan Xiao Qiliu didn't have the slightest resistance at all, and the soul and seven orifices were sealed by the blue light, suppressing the cultivation of the whole body. The breeze swept away, and the big sleeves were one, and the six people were stuffed into the sleeves by Crane Qianqiu.

Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu were about to return to the restaurant to meet Beqi and Yan Qijun, when three powerful demonic qi suddenly rose to the sky, and the three primordial gods of the Great Zhao Kingdom rushed towards this side from the west. One of them shouted: "The two in front, but Xiong Daoyou and Crane Daoyou? Come, come, we are so close!"

said to be close, these three are also from demon beasts, but they are full of murderous aura. There were still several miles away from here, and with a wave of their hands, the three sword lights rushed towards this side with a whining and strange roar. As soon as one of the offerings roared, a long flagpole made of white bone suddenly appeared above his head, and a large flag made of human skin hung on the flagpole, spinning all over the sky with green smoke and phosphorus fire.

At this moment, Zhao Kuo, who had a long wound on his forehead and blood flowing, rushed out of a collapsed building, dancing and rushing towards the three major offerings with two pretty girls. Zhao Kuo's body was wrapped with green smoke, and a faint fragrance wafted around. He rushed to the front of the three major offerings and shouted, "Offerings, help! Why did the house collapse when it was so good?"

The three major offerings pulled Zhao Kuo behind him and protected them tightly, and the medicine ball that Zhao Kuo was carrying in his hand that kept emitting green smoke was directly thrown at the feet of the three major offerings.

In that room, Xiong Wanling and Crane Qianqiu were about to fight, when the bodies of the three major worshippers suddenly shook and fell to the ground softly. The sword light and flagpole they shot out lost control, and they immediately floated in the air weakly, no longer having the power they had just now.

Don't beg to laugh out loud, and fly towards this side with Yan Qijun. Yan Qijun's face was full of excited smiles, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Fiercely, a sharp sound of breaking the air could be heard in all directions of White Frost City, and countless sword lights rushed towards this side, and the sharp sound of the jǐng flute resounded in the sky.