After being invincible in martial arts, I travel through the strange world

Chapter 23 That Man Is Back!
Dayan's current emperor, Emperor Kang Yuan, is the nephew of Emperor Xuanyue.

Now in his 50s, a mediocre person.

The Eighth Prince is Emperor Kang Yuan's half-brother, much younger.

When Lu Xingzhou left the imperial city, he was just an ordinary prince with no power in his hands.

Unexpectedly, in the past half a year, the Eighth Prince has transformed into a big man who can stand against Emperor Kang Yuan!

In fact, Lu Xingzhou didn't care about these at all.

As long as he doesn't provoke himself, he doesn't care who is the emperor.

Unfortunately, the Eighth Prince made a wrong choice.

……

Lu Xingzhou did not take revenge overnight.

He dragged his half-dead, fat and thin Shuangsha, and walked slowly in Luodu, attracting countless passers-by.

Ordinary people don't know Lu Xingzhou, but they are just curious about who this person is, and why no one cares about dragging corpses in the street?

But some powerful people couldn't help being extremely shocked after seeing this scene.

Especially after those spies reported what happened before, all the forces in the imperial city were boiling!
came back.

The man named Blood Yan Luo is back!

This shot is a shocking event.

One side is the once uncrowned king.

Although he is old and aging, his strength has not declined strangely, and he is still terrifying.

The other party is the upstart royal family who has just risen.

He controls one hundred thousand elite imperial troops, and even recruits many masters!
Under the collision of the two parties, how will this matter end?

Many people realized that this incident would become an important node in changing the situation in the imperial city.

A group of figures quietly gathered near the residence of the Eighth Prince, just waiting for the big show to begin!
…………

Lu Xingzhou walked in the imperial city dragging his fat and thin Shuangsha as if no one was around.

Behind him is a bloody road.

It seems that wherever he goes, blood will flow!

At the beginning, there were still many common people gathered around to watch the fun.

But when Lu Xingzhou entered the inner city, they dispersed in panic, not daring to follow any more.

The people living in Luodu are not stupid, on the contrary they are very knowledgeable and shrewd.

They know that the people living in the inner city are dignitaries, princes and nobles.

Ordinary people need to undergo strict interrogation when entering, let alone Lu Xingzhou's appearance?

But at this time, no one dared to stop him!
Obviously, this is the matter of the big shot in the sky.

It's lively, and these little people can't see it.

……

Finally, Lu Xingzhou came to the mansion of the Eighth Prince on a bloody road.

Under the setting sun, his tall figure seemed to be bathed in blood, exuding a strong sense of oppression!
"Come, who is coming?"

A butler asked tremblingly.

At this time, a large number of imperial guards were gathered in the palace, and all eyes were on Lu Xingzhou.

But Lu Xingzhou's expression did not change at all.

On the contrary, those imperial guards all looked nervous and tensed up.

They knew very well who this was in front of them!

This is a deadly mission!
If it weren't for the fact that the imperial army was elite enough, they would have dispersed in a hurry.

"The Eighth Prince invited me to talk, why do you still ask who I am?"

Lu Xingzhou laughed loudly, ignored everyone, and continued walking towards the palace.

Lu Qingying followed closely behind.

As Lu Xingzhou approached, the pressure of the imperial guards increased sharply, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

Many people have already had conflicts of retreating.

As long as one person takes a step back, the entire army will collapse!
Fortunately, at this moment, a hearty laughter sounded.

"Hahahaha! This king looks forward to it day and night, and finally brings you, Lord Blood Yan Luo."

"Come in quickly, come in quickly!"

Surrounded by a group of masters, a man with a handsome face and somewhat sinister eyes came striding forward.

It was the Eighth Prince, Ji Yunyang.

……

Lu Xingzhou walked through the gate of the palace, walked to a place 20 meters away from him, and asked:

"Why did the Eighth Prince invite me here today?"

Ji Yunyang pretended not to see the fat and thin Shuangsha trailing behind Lu Xingzhou, and said with a smile:

"This king wants to invite Master Yan Luo to discuss important matters and achieve dominance! Together, you and I will definitely be able to..."

"not interested."

Before Ji Yunyang could finish speaking, Lu Xingzhou forcibly interrupted him.

His smile froze on his face, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed.

Lu Xingzhou ignored the change in Ji Yunyang's expression, and continued:
"Let's talk about what I want to talk about. These two are your subordinates, right?"

As he spoke, he dragged the dying fat and thin Shuangsha to him, and raised their heads to ask Ji Yunyang.

The fat and thin Shuangsha was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and after being dragged along until now, there was only the last breath left.

That pitiful appearance made it hard to believe that the two of them used to be martial arts masters in the palace!
Seeing this scene, the corners of Ji Yunyang's mouth twitched slightly, and his breathing became more rapid.

These two are his capable men, Lu Xingzhou's behavior is completely slapping him in the face!

Ji Yunyang originally wanted to pretend he didn't see it and expose the matter.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xingzhou tore open this wound, showing his bloody side in front of everyone, including his subordinates.

How did Ji Yunyang deal with this? !

……

However, Ji Yunyang was born in the royal family, so he was quite a city man.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed the tooth that Lu Xingzhou slapped into his stomach, and said with a normal smile:

"Master Yan Luo, there must be some misunderstanding in this."

"In this way, I will punish myself three cups later, and I will make amends to you."

"What's the matter, it's not too late for us to talk slowly at the banquet."

After speaking, he wanted to invite Lu Xingzhou to enter the hall and have a banquet together.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lu Xingzhou couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! Just because you deserve to eat at the same table as me? Go to the child's table."

"This account has not yet been settled!"

As he said that, Lu Xingzhou broke the neck of the fat and thin Shuangsha in front of everyone.

These two martial arts masters who had achieved great fame in the Great Yan Jianghu fell away.

……

"you!!!"

This time, Ji Yunyang's expression completely changed.

He thought he had kept his attitude to the lowest level, and talked to Lu Xingzhou in a friendly manner.

Even if he was slapped, he pretended nothing happened.

But this damn old guy didn't give him face at all, he slapped the left cheek and the right cheek!
Tolerable or unbearable!
If he endured it any longer, the hearts of his subordinates would be scattered.

He, the Eighth Prince, is not easy to insult!

Feeling the anger of his master, all the martial arts masters around Ji Yunyang jumped out one after another, surrounding Lu Xingzhou in the middle.

"Lu Xingzhou, I respectfully call you Lord Yan Luo, and I hope you will give my prince a face."

"It's just a trivial matter, let's forget it."

The leader was a middle-aged man holding a ghost-headed sword.

He was full of energy and blood, and his muscles were as if made of steel, extremely condensed.

It can be seen that this person is definitely a top powerhouse without fighting!
"Yes, Master Yan Luo. This is a trivial matter, so there is no need to make a big fuss."

"That's right, as long as you join forces with my lord, we will surely be able to reproduce the glory of Emperor Xuanyue's time!"

"Master Yan Luo, forget it!"

One person started, and other masters also persuaded.

……

Among the crowd, Gu Qingying looked at Lu Xingzhou's back with a complicated expression.

It was a big or small thing, and she wasn't even hurt.

For this matter, is it worth fighting the Eighth Prince forever?
Foster father, how would you choose?

(End of this chapter)