The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 270: I’m here to kill you, the Infernal Killer!
Boom——

As the figure approached, a black dot appeared on the distant horizon. It seemed far away in the sky when first seen, but as soon as the voice fell, it flew to the foot of the mountain and was less than half a mile away from the King of Yue's chariot.

The man who came was dressed in a black robe, his aura was as deep as the sea, and his voice was as loud as thunder, which even suppressed the countless people shouting "Long Live" all over the mountains and plains.

As soon as he looked at his face, he found it was Old Man Mo, the Grand Master of Yangshen.

Old Man Mo had a stern look on his face, his eyes as sharp as a knife pointed directly at Wan Zhaohua on the carriage.

The horses pulling the carriage were also extremely frightened. They were trembling with fear at his power and dared not move.

"Escort!"

The thousand armored soldiers who were accompanying him reacted instantly, turned their attack direction, and under the leadership of the black-armored general, they connected their energy together.

boom--

For a moment, murderous aura rose to the sky. Master Yinshen led thousands of Tongmai warriors, and their momentum was equal to that of Old Man Mo.

Thousands of soldiers had solemn expressions on their faces, and were extremely nervous, ready to launch a thundering attack on Old Man Mo at any time.

call--

The next moment, Old Man Mo became still again, standing straight in front of the army formation, and his movement did not seem abrupt at all.

"Nine fish dragons appeared in Mo Xuan Mountain!"

In an instant, the others could see his face clearly, and there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

In the team of Broken Sword Villa, Xiao Qianfeng's eldest brother's face darkened, and he suddenly pulled him back.

"The situation is not right, retreat first!"

At the young man's command, a dozen people from Broken Sword Villa retreated without hesitation, as if they wanted to stay away from the ceremony and watch from a distance.

Not only him, but the other spectators from the major Jiangnan martial arts sects also tacitly stayed away from the two opposing parties.

Although it is not clear what happened, the twists and turns in today's ceremony were nothing more than the twists and turns on Yu Jiaolong's side.

This might be a matter of succession to the throne within the Prince of Yue's Palace, and outsiders like them don't want to interfere casually, they just want to watch the fun.

After seeing this, the rest of Jianye citizens and idle martial artists also began to retreat tacitly. They were all weak and knew that if they got too close to the powerful Yangshen warriors, their lives would be in danger.

"Mo Xuanshan!"

The long gown fluttered in the wind. On the top of the mountain, Wang Zhengde's eyes turned cold and he opened his mouth to scold harshly.

"You dare to assassinate the king?!"

"Assassinate the king?"

Old Man Mo had a deep gaze and a cold voice.

"The old man came here only to kill Wan Zhaohua, the devil of the Forgetful Way!"

wow——

In an instant, a stone caused a thousand ripples, and countless onlookers who were still retreating were suddenly in an uproar. Those with sharper minds retreated even faster.

Near the altar on the top of the mountain, Wan Zhenhai had a blank expression on his face, a dim look in his eyes, and he didn't speak a word, so that no one else knew what he was thinking.

The rest of the civil and military officials, as well as local celebrities, were all extremely surprised.

After secretly taking a look at Wan Zhenhai, he also realized that the atmosphere was not right. He also tacitly gathered his true energy, ready to attack or retreat at any time!
"Senior Mo has misunderstood me too deeply."

At this time, Wan Zhaohua finally spoke on the carriage, with an expression of great sorrow.

"I believe that Senior Mo only did this because he believed my sister's one-sided words. He did this because you are my father's old subordinate."

"Old subordinates?!"

Old Man Mo interrupted him with a cold voice.

“A month and a half ago, Red Wind Mouth.

The prince and a group of old brothers died at the hands of the Black Water Abyss thieves because of you, and you still dare to mention the word "old subordinates"? ! "

This time, not only the crowd watching the ceremony was in an uproar again, but even the soldiers guarding Wan Zhaohua looked shocked and confused. But the next moment, a loud shout came from the top of the mountain, whistling from far away.

"Zhao Hua, don't waste your words on this villain. All the generals, follow me and kill him!"

But Wang Zhengde took a step forward, and his figure cut through the void, carrying with him a masculine and majestic aura, and rushed towards Old Man Mo like a meteor falling to the ground!

After hearing the sound, thousands of soldiers gathered their true energy and brandished their weapons as if by reflex.

Boom——

The gas exploded like thunder, and the unparalleled iron-blooded murderous aura cut through the sky.

Under the leadership of the black-armored general in the Yinshen realm, a thousand Tongmai soldiers connected their qi and launched an earth-shaking attack toward Old Man Mo, unleashing a force that could shake mountains!
But seeing Old Man Mo standing there motionless with a playful look in his eyes, Wang Zhengde, who was flying rapidly over the army formation, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, a trace of warning emerged, but it was too late.

Immediately, under everyone's nervous gaze, a black shadow flashed through the black-armored army formation, as if it was an illusion.

But the next moment, a shocking murderous intent burst out from the army, bringing with it a surging wave of air that blew away a nearby soldier, causing the united iron-blooded murderous spirit to dissipate directly. However, the black shadow's target was not these soldiers, but a barely perceptible black line that silently pierced Wang Zhengde, who was facing away from him in the air.

"Huh? The Infernal Affairs Killer?!"

Wang Zhengde's face changed drastically. He forcibly interrupted the attack and turned around and retreated quickly.

puff-

I saw a pool of blood spilling into the sky. Only after he retreated a hundred feet did he barely stand still, looking at the man in black opposite him with a grim expression.

"When?"

The crowd watching were all stunned, and then they noticed that there was one more person in the field.

The man had an ordinary face and no sense of presence at all. He was the kind that you couldn't tell apart if thrown into a crowd of people.

He held a long sword in his hand. The blade was pitch black and no one knew what material it was made of. It did not reflect any light and blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts after seeing this. The Wujiantang killers came and went without a trace, and their concealment skills must have been perfected.

If the other party comes to assassinate me
hiss--

For a moment, bursts of gasps were heard from the outskirts of the East Gate, adding a tiny bit of warmth to the severe cold of midwinter.

A flower of blood bloomed on Wang Zhengde's shoulder. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been killed by a sword piercing his chest!
"The assassins from Wujiantang? You dare to interfere in the succession of the throne. Aren't you afraid of being exterminated?!"

The man simply replied, "I am just taking money and helping others to get rid of their misfortunes. The employer only wants your life. Other things have nothing to do with me. Don't make random accusations!"

Wang Zhengde felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something else, his expression suddenly changed drastically again.

In the distance, Old Man Mo's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. When others caught sight of him again, they saw that he had appeared on the chariot, less than three feet away from Wan Zhaohua!
"How dare you?!"

Wang Zhengde was furious, but the next moment another sinister sword that wanted to take his life stabbed at him, so he had to fight back hastily.

"Bastard!"

boom--

The two men instantly engaged in a fight, and a violent storm arose on the plain. The terrifying aura had already emptied the surrounding airflow.

Old Man Mo ignored the helpless and furious Wang Zhengde and suddenly threw a punch.

Everything happened too fast. From the moment the Wujiantang Yangshen realm killer made his move to the moment old man Mo punched Wan Zhaohua, only a breath of time passed.

Wan Zhaohua didn't have time to react at all. He only had time to turn pale, feel a chill in his heart, and scream miserably.

"Uncle, save me!!!"

After hearing this, Old Man Mo sneered in his heart, but the next moment, a hand suddenly appeared in front of him and covered his fist, blocking the attack.

puff-

Wan Zhaohua's face was pale, his forehead covered with fine beads of cold sweat, but when he saw the figure that seemed to have teleported in front of him, his face showed a look of having survived a disaster.

Wan Zhenhai covered Old Man Mo's fist with one hand and said calmly, "You've gone too far!"

In an instant, outside the east gate of Jianye City, the only sound left was the roar of the collision between Wang Zhengde and the man from Wujiantang.

The onlookers were all silent. They were surprised and confused. They could only nervously watch the situation change in the arena.

After being stopped, Old Man Mo frowned and asked, "Your Majesty?"

"No matter whether Zhaohua is real or not," Wan Zhenhai said calmly, "it's not your place to kill him!"

Wan Zhaohua's face suddenly changed behind him, but before he could open his mouth, Wan Zhenhai suddenly grabbed his collar and threw him up the mountain.

call--

In an instant, the sky spun and the earth spun, and the cold winter wind rushed into his mouth. Wan Zhaohua's body involuntarily flew up the mountain.

After reaching the top of the mountain, he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Ok?"

After he came to his senses, he saw that the top of the mountain was now empty. All the civil and military officials had already retreated down the mountain along with the crowd watching the ceremony.

On the mountainside, Wan Zhenhai glanced at the top of the mountain calmly, and then said to Old Man Mo: "If you want to test him and capture him, you can.

But I can't kill him. Zhaohua is a member of the royal family after all. Whether he lives or dies can only be decided by my Wan family!"

Old Man Mo's heart skipped a beat, but before he could open his mouth to respond, a cold shout suddenly rang out from the sky.

"If he can't kill you, then let me kill you!"

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In an instant, the loud cry of an eagle exploded in the sky, and the clear sound of a sword cut through the snow-white sky and headed straight for Wan Zhaohua who was standing beside the altar on the top of the mountain!

(End of this chapter)