Yi Chenzi knows better than anyone else that Qin Wushuang's goal is the second martial arts saint.

Although threatening to turn the Western Chu Kingdom into the second Great Wu Kingdom, it is expected that it should be only a psychological tactic, not Qin Wushuang's real plan.

After all, the Great Wu Kingdom was to blame for it, but the West Chu Kingdom did not get there. Once Qin Wushuang is tragic and inhuman, the annihilation of the elite of the Western Chu Kingdom will inevitably cause reactions from all sides. It will be unfavorable to Qin Wushuang, to Baiyue State, and even to the reputation of Qin Wushuang.

In any case, the Xingluo Temple is the totem of the Daluo Empire and the umbrella of all the people of the Daluo Empire.

As a disciple of Xingluo Palace, Qin Wushuang will indiscriminately kill innocent people, which will inevitably make people question the majesty of Xingluo Palace.

But even so, as the martial arts saints of the Western Chu Kingdom, after Qin Wushuang issued a statement that he would go to Yanjing to open the killing ring, they could not sit idly by. Otherwise, their majesty in West Chu will be shaken again.

I have to say that Yi Chenzi's judgment is still basically accurate, and Qin Wushuang did indeed use his tactics to attack the west.

At this moment, he was lurking in a certain corner, and the first time Yi Chenzi and others rushed to Yanjing, he felt their existence.

However, Qin Wushuang did not want to act for the time being.

He is waiting for the timing. If he wants to make a shot, he must prepare for it and make the other party unprepared.

Once Yi Chenzi was entangled with the third Wu Sheng, it was still difficult to kill the second Wu Sheng.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a congenital bow and arrow on hand. Otherwise, long-range attack, the second martial arts internal wound is not healed, and the head must be awarded."

Qin Wushuang thought so, carefully converging any breath on his body, as if there was no breath coming out of him, completely suppressed by him.

"As long as I get closer to the second martial arts Sanzhang, I am 100% sure, and use the power of" The Heavenly Pulse Ningjian "to kill him."

Qin Wushuang calculated that he was waiting for an opportunity.

Between the three martial saints, the distance remained within three feet. Qin Wushuang watched them leap in from the city gate, but did not hurry.

He was not in a hurry at this time. These three martial saints, after losing his early weather, will inevitably search everywhere in Yanjing City.

Qin Wushuang decided to give the surface initiative to the other party.

Since the second martial arts cannot be attacked by Ming Ming, assassination is used. Qin Wushuang is very confident. As long as he shoots first, he is still very hopeful to kill the second martial arts.

The question now is how to grab the first shot before the two martial arts fighters react.

The three great martial arts toured around, and there was still no trace of Qin Wushuang.

Yi Chenzi suddenly waved his hand: "No need to find it, let's go back to Zhenwu Holy Land first."

"Why?" The third martial art asked curiously.

Yi Chenzi moved his lips, but said nothing, and started walking, then went out. Yi Chenzi can already confirm that Qin Wushuang did not intend to open a killing ring in Yanjing at all.

Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, it would be better to return to Zhenwu Holy Land to rest. As long as it lasts for ten days, there will be no future worries.

Qin Wushuang watched as the three men left Yanjing and flew back to the Zhenwu Holy Land, but they never managed to stop. He knew that shooting at this time was no different from shooting in Zhenwu Holy Land.

"It seems that the old fox, Yi Chenzi, has realized my intention." Qin Wushuang thought, "Looking at his situation, it should be intended to go back to Zhenwu Holy Land and work with me."

Qin Wushuang naturally would not stop there. As soon as he thought about it, he had a plan and flew towards the West Palace of the Kingdom of the Kingdom. He sighed to the top of the Palace and yelled, "The emperor of the Western Kingdom of the Kingdom of Chu, listened, The three martial saints of your true martial sacred place have promised to give me your first rank. Today, I will come to recover this debt. In the palace compound, if you do not want to die, leave immediately, I can not kill one person. If not Go, I burn the palace, you all have to be buried! "

Don't kill you, but burn your palace in the Western Chu Kingdom. If your three martial arts sacrifices, how can you establish authority in the Western Chu country in the future?

Qin Wushuang's move is very fierce.

Sure enough, he shouted, and immediately in the palace of the Western Chu Kingdom, immediately became a mess.

Qin Wushuang sneered, there was an additional torch in his hand, and he didn't know where to find the oil workshop, holding the oil barrels and continuously splashing around the grand palace.

Inside the imperial palace, the Royal Forest Army gathered around to prepare to fight against Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang sneered again and again and warned: "I don't want to kill anyone for the time being, but if anyone first deals with me, then I will blame me for being ruthless. Once you shot, your palace in the Western Chu Kingdom will shed blood! You must not blame me, yes The three great martial arts in the West Chu Kingdom are incompetent, unable to shrink their heads, and refuse to come forward to protect you. If you want to be resentful, you can only resent the martial arts in the Western Chu Kingdom! "

While talking, back and forth, hundreds of barrels of oil had been poured around the palace. Inside the palace, there was already a mess, the relatives of the emperor, the guards of the palace, and the concubines and concubines all fled outward.

Everyone knows that the person who came here is helpless even the martial arts of his country. Then these people are nothing but ants-like existence in the eyes of the other party.

If you don't go faster, burning them will not be much different from burning a few ants.

There are tens of thousands of people in the entire palace. All fled. Even the well-trained Yulin Army reluctantly retreated.

They all know that even if the innate strong shot, they can't help each other even if they pile up tens of thousands of people. Since the other party wanted to burn the palace, anyone who would organize a fire fighting would be killed.

Watching the people in the interior of the emperor's house of the Western Chu Kingdom continue to retreat outwards, the concubines and concubines also fled to seventy-eight, and the eunuchs and other eunuchs all left in a hurry.

If they do not retreat, other than the funeral with the imperial palace, there is no other possible surname.

Helpless at the moment, protecting a prince and princess, fled the palace.

Qin Wushuang has been watching and he can let anyone go. But there is one person who can't, that is the emperor Mi Zhongheng of the Western Chu Kingdom.

Qin Wushuang's innate spiritual force urged him with all his strength, feeling luck, and witnessing this group of people swarming out continuously, like a towering giant, watching a group of ants moving at his feet.

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's eyes glared and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With your toes, your body is like a dragon, rushing down. Just a flash, it came down. The whip ghost in his hand was generally pointed out, and was directly rolled to one person in the crowd.

"You, stay." Qin Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded, and the whip trembled, completely covering the man, his body swayed like a smoke, and then rose to the sky and landed in the palace hall. Highest place.

With a long laugh, watching the group of Yu Linjun changing colors, they came over here.

Seeing this situation, Qin Wushuang knew that his judgment was correct.

Qin Wushuang held a torch in his hand and ignited everywhere. Within a short while, the entire palace fell into a sea of ​​fire.

Like a kite, Qin Wushuang's long whip dragged the man's body, walked quickly, shuttled in the palace, continued to ignite, and accelerated the spread of the fire.

"Don't be afraid of death, even if you chase it over! Whoever chase the fastest, you can bury your emperor and master together." Qin Wushuang laughed.

The man caught in his hands was indeed the emperor Mi Zhongheng of the Western Chu Kingdom. What kind of eyesight is Qin Wushuang? Among the tens of thousands of people, he still looked at him like a torch, and took this meter Zhongheng out of the crowd.

After all, this Mi Zhongheng was the king of a country after all. Although he fled and mingled among the crowd, the king's breath emanating from his body was different from ordinary people.

This kind of breath may not be so obvious to the day after tomorrow. But Qin Wushuang, a congenital powerhouse, could clearly grasp it.

Besides, Mi Zhongheng changed his costume again, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of his royal brother Mi Nakano, which fell into Qin Wushuang's eyes, which is naturally a great testimony.

Combining the two aspects, it would be strange if Qin Wushuang could not recognize it again.

After finishing the fire, Qin Wushuang carried Mi Zhongheng at a fast speed, as if he had double wings, and reached the highest tower of Yanjing in the western Chu country.

Sitting on that big clock, standing high, looking at a sea of ​​fire in the distance, just sneering, dragging his whip in front of him, lazily: "Emperor Mijia, you are the three great martial arts gods of the Western Chu state. It is still inevitable Your fate was captured by me. "

Although Mi Zhongheng was captured, his attitude was very tough, and he sneered, "You can't deal with the three martial arts sacrifices, so you have to get angry with ordinary people."

Qin Wushuang was not angry, and laughed: "Do n’t pretend to be innocent, you have invaded the idea of ​​Baiyue Kingdom. You have also participated in it. I will not indiscriminately kill innocent people, but I will not let go of any culprit. You Xichu I ’m not killing any of them, but you and the second martial arts are the same. ”

Mi Zhongheng turned his head, but ignored. Although he was afraid in his heart, anyway, he was the monarch of a country, and asked him to shake his head and beg for mercy, but he couldn't.

Of course, he was also full of remorse at this time. You should not listen to Wu Guozhen, and you should not be too ambitious.

All this, to put it plainly, is because of greed.

Qin Wushuang teased Mi Zhongheng for a few words, and suddenly a long whip waved in his hand, and slammed on the big bell.

when!

The bells rang loudly.

Again, when!

Innate force urges this big clock, UU reads www. uukanshu.com made a loud noise, and every time, it was as loud as a mountain falling.

Mi Zhongheng's complexion was pale at first, then his complexion suddenly became infinitely red like a high tide, and his face flushed with drunkenness.

boom! Ring again, Mi Zhongheng can no longer restrain, a spurt of blood spurted.

The palace was on fire, and the bell tower made such a loud voice as if it were shaking. The entire Yanjing suddenly boiled, and was sending a frightening message wildly: "His Majesty the Emperor was captured by the strong men of Baiyue Kingdom."

Qin Wushuang's move was not intended for ordinary people. His goal was the three martial arts sacrifices in the West Chu Kingdom. He knew that it was noisy that they were not dispatched again because of this uproar.

Let them run back and forth, making mistakes in the busy, is Qin Wushuang's abacus.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up and stared resolutely at the direction of Zhenwu Holy Land. He knew that the three were here again!

(To be continued)

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