Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 111 Kill him and roll his head
late at night.

In King Wu's mansion, the mouse hiding in the corner kept crawling against the corner, making creaking noises.

It got in front of a brightly lit house, twitched its nose constantly, turned around the door, and got in through the gap in the threshold.

Inside the house, candles shrouded in lamp shades flickered gently.

There were seven or eight warriors sitting on the ground, and a low table was placed between them, with a dozen or so wine and dishes on it, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

"I didn't expect that there are so many good things in the back kitchen of King Wu's mansion. King Wu has a limited appetite, so he must not be able to eat so much. We just happened to solve this worry for King Wu."

A martial artist joked with a smile: "Come on, brothers, open up and drink. If it's not enough, I'll go to the back kitchen to bring some more. Enough wine and meat."

"Speaking of which, this Martial King is really timid. After so many days, he doesn't even dare to fart."

"You said him, don't you know that he is under house arrest by our county sheriff?"

"It doesn't matter. If he knows, he's a coward; if he doesn't know, he's an idiot. All in all, I think this Martial King is just like the county guard said, just in name."

"Eat our meat, drink our wine, what is this Lao Shizi King Wu doing?"

"Yes. Come, drink..."

Suddenly, there were muffled sounds outside the door, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

The movement of the hands of the people in the room stopped for a while, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's going on outside?"

Some of the more cautious people sat up from the ground in time, took out their weapons, walked to the door, and opened the door.

There was nothing outside the gate.

The many warriors in the room suddenly lost their minds.

"It's okay, it's okay, keep drinking. Just leave the door open, so that we don't know what's going on outside."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the shadow of the door, and rushed in at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone in the room was taken aback.

However, they had just relaxed their vigilance, and once the tension in their hearts was loosened, it would not be so fast to tighten it again.

All of a sudden, they became flustered.

boom!
Someone was just about to take out a weapon, and before he understood what was going on, he was punched in the chest.

The whole person flew out and hit the wall.

His chest was like being squeezed by mud, and it quickly collapsed.

One hit kill.

Without giving the others a chance to react, Zhao Hongming's figure swayed and turned into an afterimage, wandering among the many warriors, so that these people couldn't even figure out the figure.

Kurah!

A silver light suddenly appeared.

Muffled bangs rang out in the room one after another.

In a few breaths, six or seven huge heads rolled down, rolling on the ground like rubber balls.

Zhao Hongming, who was wearing a black exercise suit, looked around and after confirming that there was no one alive, he dried the blood stained on the knife and walked out expressionlessly.

He is weak now, with too little borrowed power from his side.

Facing the machinations of these local snakes, it is almost impossible for him to solve them on the bright side.

So he also thought it through.

Just do everything possible.

No matter how these people arrange it, he just needs to kill them all.

Simple and straightforward.

This night, the same scene was staged one after another throughout the palace.

Jia Yacheng, as a congenital warrior, was highly valued by the county guard.

This time, he was entrusted with an important task by the county guard to guard His Royal Highness King Wu.

He didn't dare to be careless, and took two warriors to patrol around the main entrance of Prince Wu's Mansion.

Suddenly Jia Yacheng's footsteps stopped: "Do you think why the palace is so quiet tonight?"

The two warriors behind him heard Jia Yacheng's remarks, and after careful consideration, they found that they were indeed much quieter than before.

"No, there are circumstances."

Jia Yacheng immediately walked towards the depths of the palace, where there was the nearest patrol point arranged by him.

He had only gone a few steps when he suddenly heard a roar!

"Wu Wang, next year today is your death day!"

"Not good!" Jia Yacheng thumped in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Go and protect His Highness King Wu. He can't die now."

Even if Jia Yacheng didn't understand the situation any more, he knew that if King Wu died with them at this time, it would be mud or shit.

Feng Yi's 10,000+ army is still on the border of Wei and Zhao.

It's not time to flip the table yet.

Under his order, the two warriors behind him quickly approached the source of the sound, only to bump into a strange man head-on.

After a face-to-face meeting, they haven't responded yet.

Seeing a flash of silver light, the heads of the two people have been separated from the body, but due to inertia, the bodies continued to take two steps forward before falling to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jia Yacheng broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that this person came today was not a good person.

He couldn't figure out why King Wu had such an enemy.

However, the other party did not give him much time to think.

boom!
Jia Yacheng's whole body was like a kite with a broken string, it flew out horizontally and hit the screen wall of the palace, knocking the screen wall down.

His two arms were numb, as if he had endured a tremendous force.

If he hadn't protected himself a little with his true energy, his arm would probably be broken directly.

The strength of this assassin is definitely above the innate realm.

Jia Yacheng was secretly startled, and his face turned pale involuntarily.

He struggled to stand up from the ruins, but before he could stand up, the man in black had already caught up and flew into the air.

Facing him is a punch.

Is Jia Yacheng an innate martial artist, or he has some means, and his whole body is filled with true energy.

There were rumbles in his body, and muffled sounds came from every joint, and a blue film formed on the surface of his body, blocking Zhao Hongming's punch.

"Whoever stops me from killing King Wu, die!"

Zhao Hongming, who was wearing a strong black suit, let out a roar, and threw himself down again, using a little more strength.

Jia Yacheng, who had already been punched by Zhao Hongming, had the breath in his body in a mess, and his arms were broken in many places, so he couldn't resist Zhao Hongming's tremendous strength at all.

The blue film of true qi structure is useless.

In the end, under Zhao Hongming's stern roar, he was completely overwhelmed.

Zhao Hongming was finally satisfied when he saw Jia Yacheng who was dead on the ground.

After tossing and tossing in the middle of the night, most of the many warriors guarding Wuwang's mansion were sent by him to meet the King of Hades.

Now, there should be no guards.

Zhao Hongming returned to his bedroom and restored his original appearance.

He called Chang Wubing, and ordered: "The time has come, let Wu Qi and the others come back to take defense."

Chang Wubing hastily cupped his fists and rushed out of Prince Wu's mansion.

After he left, Zhao Hongming reversed the qi mechanism, the qi and blood in his body clashed, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his expression became a little sluggish.

Gao Yanshi asked concerned: "His Royal Highness, what is this?"

"You have to play a full set of plays." Zhao Hongming said with piercing eyes.

(End of this chapter)