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Chapter 4 Since you want to die first, then I can fulfill you
Moreover, Zi Wuqing saw that Wu Hehui's wedding party was less than a mile away, so he wanted someone to kill Zi Zhiyang before Wu Hehui came here.

But he still didn't forget to find a high-sounding reason for himself.

"Yes."

clang clang...

When Zi Wuqing's twelve personal guards heard Zi Wuqing's order, they all drew their swords and rushed towards Zi Zhiyang together.

"Brother Zhiyang, be careful!"

Wu Meiqi yelled worriedly, her voice broke.

She thought that Zi Zhiyang was still the original Zi Zhiyang, and his cultivation base was only at the seventh level of the Warrior Realm, and he could only exert a huge strength of [-] catties.

And Zi Wuqing's bodyguards are all strong men above the third level of the Martial Lord Realm. They not only have the protection of the body, but also can exert a huge force of more than three thousand catties.

Now there are twelve people besieging Zi Zhiyang, and she feels that Zi Zhiyang can't resist it at all.

She really wanted to help Zi Zhiyang, and at worst she would fight to the death with Zi Zhiyang, but now that her meridians were sealed, she couldn't make it through.

"Brother Zhiyang, be careful!"

Satsuki also yelled worriedly.

Although Wu Meiqi and Zi Zhiyang kept asking Xiaoyue to call them older brothers and sisters, but Xiaoyue felt that her status was low and she refused to call them all the time.

At this time, Xiaoyue felt that if she stopped barking, she might never have a chance to bark again.

So mustered up the courage to shout.

At this time, Zi Wuqing and Wu Hanjian saw that the twelve guards had rushed to Zi Zhiyang, and the corners of their mouths turned up, revealing a smug smile.

However, Zi Zhiyang at this time is not the Zi Zhiyang before. Although he didn't use Zi Lei's true energy, he can still exert a huge force of [-] jin.

"Sister Xiaoyue, you finally called me Brother Zhiyang. Don't worry, I will kill all these people and protect you."

Zizhiyang said to Wu Meiqi and Xiaoyue with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned over and rushed towards the fastest guard, and while dodging the guard's attack with lightning speed, he grabbed the guard's right hand.

Click!

"what……"

Zi Zhiyang grabbed and twisted off the guard's right hand holding the saber, and the guard let out a painful scream.

Afterwards, Zi Zhiyang quickly snatched the guard's saber.

puff!

Following that, Zi Zhiyang swiped the saber towards the guard's neck.

Although the guard launched a true qi defense, he was only at the fourth level of the Martial Lord Realm. His true qi could only withstand four thousand catties of force, and he couldn't resist Zi Zhiyang's attack at all. Blood vessel.

puff puff...

Between the lightning and the flint, Zi Zhiyang passed between the twelve guards like a dance, gorgeous and handsome, while avoiding everyone's attack, he also cut off the twelve guards with his sword. Guard the trachea and blood vessels in the neck.

Because Zi Zhiyang knew that the twelve guards' true qi defenses could not withstand his attack at all, so he was sure that he could be killed with a single blow.

So he didn't attack their crit prone points.

Among them, Zi Zhiyang triggered a critical attack when he cut the trachea and blood vessels of the four guards' necks, and cut their necks directly.

Nourishes...

bang bang...

Immediately afterwards, the necks of the twelve guards were bleeding one after another, and they couldn't even scream, and fell to the ground directly. The heads of four of the guards were separated from their necks and rolled forward for a certain distance.

And the eyes of these twelve guards were still open, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

The eyes of everyone around were full of disbelief, and some even opened their mouths in an 'O' shape.

"Prince Zizhiyang has cultivated to the first level of the Martial Lord Realm! Wasn't the eldest prince Zi Zhiyang at the seventh level of the Martial Artist Realm three days ago? How come he has cultivated to the first level of the Martial Lord Realm so quickly!"

"Those twelve people are Prince Zi's personal bodyguards! They are all strong men above the third level of the Martial Lord Realm, and they have experienced hundreds of battles! It took less than six seconds for Zi Zhiyang to kill them all!" Killed! And not hurt at all."

……

Zi Wuqing, Wu Hanjian and the people behind them were shocked when they saw Zi Zhiyang's cultivation.

Especially Zi Wuqing and Wu Hanjian, their eyes were almost protruding.

"Has the eldest prince Zizhiyang become so powerful? He is indeed the only heir of that white-clothed God of War! No wonder the eldest prince Zizhiyang is confident that he will save Miss Wu Meiqi and kill all those who make Miss Wu Meiqi cry. "

"Prince Zizhiyang, come on, we all support you."

……

The surrounding civilians finally came to their senses. Seeing how powerful Zi Zhiyang was, they all shouted for Zi Zhiyang.

Because each generation of emperors of the Zi family treated the common people very well, especially Zi Zhiyang's father.

And after Zi Zhiyang's father left, Zi Zhiyang, as the first heir to the throne, was usually very kind to the people, so they all supported Zi Zhiyang.

"Brother Zhiyang is so powerful!"

Both Wu Meiqi and Xiaoyue's pretty faces were full of surprise, but also joy.

None of them thought that Zi Zhiyang had become so powerful. They thought that Zi Zhiyang might really be able to kill all the people who made them cry and protect them.

Xiaoyue's pretty face was blushing, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Zi Zhiyang, because she remembered that she called Zi Zhiyang her elder brother just now.

But she couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Zi Zhiyang, because Zi Zhiyang is so handsome and charming now.

[The master killed twelve people who were ordered to kill the master, and obtained 1000 two hundred reward points. Currently, he has accumulated 3000 two hundred reward points. 】

Xiaohong's voice sounded from the purple ring on Zi Zhiyang's hand.

But only Zi Zhiyang could hear it.

Hearing Xiaohong's prompt, and seeing that the column of reward points had changed to 3000 and [-] task points, Zi Zhiyang smiled.

"Zi Wuqing, for my throne, you joined forces with Wu Hanjian, colluded with Tianwu Kingdom, designed to harm me, and forced sister Meiqi to marry Wu Hehui, making sister Meiqi and sister Xiaoyue cry."

"Both of you deserve to die, today you will die in my hands."

Zi Zhiyang held a blood-stained saber in his hand, pointed at Zi Wuqing and Wu Hanjian, and said coldly, exuding a very strong killing intent all over his body.

"Hahaha, shameless."

"Do you think you can kill this king after you reach the first level of the Martial King Realm? This king is a strong man at the sixth level of the Martial King Realm. He has fought more battles than you have eaten."

"Even your father, the God of War in white, couldn't defeat the man at the sixth level of the Martial King Realm at the first level of the Martial King Realm. Do you think you can do it?"

When Zi Wuqing heard Zi Zhiyang's words, she laughed as if she had heard a big joke.

Although he was shocked by Zi Zhiyang's strength, he felt that Zi Zhiyang was not his opponent at all.

And now, there is no need for him to hide, he intends to become the emperor of Zisun Kingdom in the most brutal way.

"You can try and see if I can kill you."

Zi Zhiyang said to Zi Wuqing confidently.

"Since you are so conceited, then this king, the uncle of the emperor, will teach you how to do things, and let you know that you can't be too conceited, otherwise you will only die."

Zi Wuqing said confidently that he planned to kill Zi Zhiyang himself.

"Prince Zi, please also give up Zi Zhiyang's life to my prince."

Just when Zi Wuqing was about to do it himself, a man's voice came from here.

Everyone looked for the reputation and found that the owner of the voice was Wu Hehui.

At this time, Wu Hehui's wedding reception team had arrived at a distance of less than 100 meters from the gate of Wu's house.

And Wu Hehui was wearing a rich red groom's gown and riding a tall horse in front. He was quite handsome, but the smile on his face was too wretched and disgusting.

"Since he wants to snatch the No. 30 concubine that the prince has reserved, it is natural that the prince should kill him. Otherwise, where will the prince's face go?"

"It just so happens that this prince can use his head to sacrifice to heaven. I wish this prince and his future No. 30 prince and concubine a happy marriage for a hundred years, hahaha."

Wu Hehui said with a smile, very arrogantly.

"Since this is the case, the eldest prince Lao Wu He Hui will do it."

Zi Wuqing clasped her hands, since Wu Hehui wanted to show off, Zi Wuqing of course wouldn't grab it.

"Sister Meiqi is my fiancee, not your No. 30 concubine."

"Since you want to die first, then I can fulfill you."

Zi Zhiyang turned to Wu Hehui, pointed his sword at Wu Hehui and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)