The king will never go to court

Chapter 167 Chapter 166 : Instantly kill the second-rank powerhouse (please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket)
The moment Lu Ming fell to the ground, Fanghua Pavilion's disciples rushed towards the corpse.

On the other hand, the Crown Prince of Qian Kingdom on the high platform gave the Supreme Elder of the Qisha Sect a look, and he was bound to take the head of the second-rank powerhouse of the Yan Kingdom.

In the first battle, the first day of siege, the morale of Qianguo must not be lost.

"It seems that the old man will not be able to leave today!"

The hands under Yunhe's robe tightly gripped the short knife, this is another one, the short knife that was used just now is still on Lu Ming's body.

He wanted to pull it back, but in order to be vigilant all the time.

Although it was a fluke to kill Lu Ming, he was still aware of the fluctuations in the surrounding atmosphere all the time.

However, the Seven Kills Gate, which is famous for its assassinations, is best at hiding its aura, not to mention the Supreme Elder Wang Zeyu of the Seven Kills Gate.

The whole body was hidden under the black cloak, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath.

Although he sensed that the opponent was a second-rank peak powerhouse, Wang Zeyu was famous for his assassination, and what he was best at was killing second-ranks with second-rank instant kills.

Unknowingly.

If Yunhe hadn't been vigilant about the aura fluctuations around him, Wang Zeyu had no choice but to show up, and he might have assassinated him in secret long ago.

"Seven kill gates?"

Yunhe stared solemnly at the black-robed killer in front of him, completely unable to see his face, everything was hidden under the black cloak.

Wang Zeyu nodded slightly, and his voice was extremely strange, "Even if you are discovered by you, it doesn't matter. When are you going to take that dagger in your hand?"

Hearing this, Yun He frowned slightly, and the hand holding the dagger under his robe trembled slightly.

At the moment of frowning, Wang Zefei pierced the sky and rushed towards Yunhe like a mysterious black dress.

The movement technique is extremely secretive, almost imperceptible breath.

But as a second-rank powerhouse, he has such a keen sense of death, he just hesitated for a moment, and then directly flew out the other short knife in his sleeve robe, and at the same time, his body turned into more than a dozen afterimages, constantly retreating .

Then, that black shadow was even faster, just when Yunhe had just separated more than ten afterimages.

Wang Zeyu tightly clamped the cold light of the blade that was flying towards him with two fingers of his right hand, and immediately swung it behind him!
The dagger rushed towards the city of Kaijing, and as it rushed, the cold light of the blade was gradually shrouded in black light.

Like a black streamer hitting the city wall, the entire dagger was inserted into the thick stones of the city wall.

"boom"!
Although there was a blessing from the formation, the city wall that was hit by the impact still swayed suddenly, and the people of Yan Kingdom all over the city were dead silent!
No one dared to stand up to fight, even Zhao Lingbai who hated the Seven Kills was just shocked.

In just one round, the killer of the Seven Kills Sect actually repelled Ling Xuezong's Elder Yunhe and took away the weapon.

Lu Ming fell, and when Wang Zeyu made a move, it only took a moment for Prince Qian to look at him.

And Ling Xuezong's elder, Yunhe, turned from a victor to an evader in an instant, but even with these dozens of clones dodging quickly, they still couldn't escape Wang Zeyu's scheme.

Wang Zeyu turned into a black awn and flew rapidly across the sky, following closely behind more than a dozen afterimages like a shadow.

In a short time, more than a dozen afterimages were all scattered, leaving only one figure. Yunhe slowly revealed his true face from that figure, and his eyes were bloodshot at this moment.

The corners of the mouth, nostrils and both ears were bleeding, which was even more tragic than Lu Ming's death just now.

Yunhe kept panting heavily, quickly adjusted the meridians in his body, and absorbed the vitality of the surrounding world as quickly as possible, but it was too late.

Wang Zeyu struck his hand knife, which pierced his chest in an instant.

Yunhe's eyes were wide open, and he lowered his head slowly, the shattered chest and the thick holes in his arms could be seen faintly.

The vitality of heaven and earth gathered in the body just now dissipated into nothingness.

"Master!"

Many disciples of Ling Xuezong on the top of the city knelt on the top of the city, looking at Yun He, who was kneeling in the void and had lost consciousness, weeping and crying.

One of the disciples yelled at the elders of the other sects around him, "I beg all the elders, please save our master."

"Everyone is Yan Guozong, please save our master!!"

"I beg you!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you can't watch our master die!"

A disciple of Lingxue Sect rushed to Zhao Lingbai regardless of Feiyingwei's obstruction.

Neither of the two Flying Eagle Guards grabbed each other, this disciple tightly tore at the corner of Zhao Lingbai's robe, crying, with endless pleading in his eyes.

"Your Highness, our Lingxue Sect has never failed the Yan Kingdom, you can't just watch my master die like this."

"Please, send someone to rescue him!"

As the first sect elder to rush out, Yunhe's significance is very important.

But looking at the mournful expressions of the people around him, Zhao Lingbai also fell silent.

In Zhao Lingbai's heart, he extremely hoped to save Yunhe, but because there was no one in his hands, he could only watch Elder Yunhe's body fall from the void just like Lu Ming just now.

The difference is that there are disciples of Fanghua Pavilion guarding Lu Ming's body below.

And when these disciples saw that the murderer who killed their master was also shot dead, they were extremely relieved.

However, facing Yun He's corpse, he would not have the slightest scruples.

Some Fanghua Pavilion disciples rushed towards the direction where Yunhe fell, vowing to take Yunhe's body to vent their anger.

Seeing Yunhe's falling figure, Zhao Lingbai looked around in a daze, not knowing who to send to get back Yunhe's body.

In the void, looking at the angry Fanghua Pavilion disciples below, Wang Zeyu couldn't make a move to stop him.

Although, as a strong martial artist, he was extremely disgusted with killing corpses, but at this moment, he couldn't cool the hearts of many disciples of Fanghua Pavilion.

After all, Lu Minggan was the first to stand up, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally called the roll.

Now that his life is under the capital, Wang Zeyu can't interfere too much.

Seeing that his master's body was about to be snatched by the disciples of Fanghua Pavilion, the disciples of Ling Xuezong jumped down from the top of the wall one after another.

He no longer cared about Kaijing's protection, let alone Zhao Lingbai's dark complexion.

More than a dozen disciples of Ling Xuezong drew out their long swords one after another, and dozens of sword lights exploded in the army of Qian Guo in an instant.

Their goal is very clear, that is to take back Master's body, and then bring Master back to the south.

He rushed all the way, regardless of his own safety, until he rushed in front of the disciples of Fanghua Pavilion. The disciples of both sides confronted each other in the field, and even the cavalry of Qianguo and other disciples of other sects stopped their siege. Look around.

For a moment, the disciples of both sides saw each other were extremely jealous, and murderous aura permeated the surroundings.

The elders of Fanghua Pavilion died at the hands of the elders of Ling Xuezong, and they are bound to live forever with Ling Xuezong.

And the body of Yunhe, the elder of Lingxuezong, fell into the hands of Fanghua Pavilion disciples.

Within a radius of several miles, the disciples of the major sects of the Qian Kingdom spread out one after another, leaving a spacious place for the disciples of the two major sects.

And the corpses of the two corpses, Lu Ming and Yunhe, quietly waddled together, side by side.

Since Ling Xuezong's disciples came to die in person, everyone in Fanghua Pavilion would definitely not let them leave alive.

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