At the foot of the city gate, the guard commander was alone, holding a steel knife. Although there was endless fear in his eyes and the arm holding the knife was trembling, he did not take a step back!
When the imperial guards did not dare to step forward and fled in all directions, he still guarded the city gate and never left or wavered.
His name is Guo Lian, and it is his duty to guard the city gate.
As long as he is alive, he cannot retreat.
"Come on, step over my body!" Guo Lian stared and roared hysterically.
He was using this method to vent the fear in his heart.
call!
A fierce bloody smell hit his face, and Su Zimo was already approaching.
Seeing Su Zimo's appearance clearly, Guo Lian opened his mouth slightly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by endless regret.
In the crowd before, Su Zimo was covered in blood and his face was splattered with blood drops. He looked like a god of death coming out of hell. Guo Lian did not recognize Su Zimo.
It wasn't until the two faced each other that Guo Lian suddenly remembered that this person was the one he put into the royal city!
The scholar in green shirt with a delicate face, a bow on his back and a sword on his back, was ruthlessly laughed at by his subordinates...
At the same time, Su Zimo also recognized this person.
Han Yue Dao just landed on Guo Lian's head, but suddenly staggered. Su Zimo kept walking, passed by this person, and said softly: "You let me into the city, and I will spare your life."
Guo Lian turned around from the gate of hell, and his whole body collapsed instantly. He fell to his knees, breathing heavily, and his whole body was wet with sweat.
Su Zimo's words echoed in Guo Lian's mind, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Even if I didn't let him enter the city at the beginning, wouldn't he be able to kill him with his strength? Could it be that this is the result of karma? "
Guo Lian couldn't help but look back. The next moment, something even more horrifying happened to him.
"Boom!"
There was a deafening bang.
The tall, broad and hard city gate was shattered into pieces by Su Zimo!
Su Zimo left the city, his figure was like a ghost, barely moving, and in the blink of an eye, he left the Yan Kingdom City far behind.
Dozens of Huanxi Sect Qi practitioners also rushed out of the royal city, looking at Su Zimo's retreating back, but did not choose to pursue him.
On the one hand, they were chasing Su Zimo through the air in the royal city, and their spiritual energy had been almost exhausted.
On the other hand, these Qi practitioners could all see that even when they were at their peak, they could not match Su Zimo's speed.
"How on earth did this person train his body to such an extent?" Someone couldn't help but ask, the fear in their eyes not dissipating.
A person next to him said: "I heard the sect master say before that some of the top sects have geniuses with heavenly spiritual roots. They can practice very quickly. In addition, the sects have sufficient resources. They will integrate spiritual energy into their bodies to temper their flesh and blood before forming elixirs. Meridians, Qi training, and body training, but this person is obviously not a Qi practitioner."
"The physical body of the body refiner you mentioned is stronger than ours, but it is far from that. This person's physical body is probably more terrifying than the spiritual beast!"
"Don't be discouraged. Let's fight together when the sect elders arrive! I just found out that the Su family has been hiding in Pingyang Town these years. All the Su family are mortals, and they can't run very far even if they escape."
"Well, when the time comes, we will kill every member of the Su family and vent all the hatred in our hearts!"
…
The seventh day after the death of King Yan.
In Canglang City, a homing pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the city lord's palace.
From the King's City of Yan to Canglang City, it would take about seven days to send a message via flying pigeons.
Not long after, an order came from the city lord's palace: "Command the entire army to prepare to attack the Yan Kingdom!"
Luo Tianwu was clad in golden armor, with a long sword hanging on his waist, like a king of a country. He walked out of the city lord's palace in a hurry, looked in the direction of the Yan Kingdom, and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that Su Zimo is really Kill King Yan, this is God’s will! God’s will is for me, Luo Tianwu, to become the king, and the general trend is inevitable, who can stop me!”
"Congratulations, Your Majesty."
The old man in gray clothes standing behind Luo Tianwu said with a smile: "Su Zimo is a little clever, but he still fell into the king's trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife. If he kills King Yan, he himself will die in King Yan's city."
"Hahaha!"
Luo Tianwu smiled proudly and said: "This is a conspiracy. Su Zimo knows that I am using him, so he will take the bait and help me kill King Yan. Su Zimo, haha, he is a common man and cannot be used for much. He has read the books for more than ten years in vain."
"Sir, don't worry. When I make you king, I will make you a national advisor." Luo Tianwu said solemnly.
The old man in gray clothes leaned forward slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Luo Tianwu raised his arms and said loudly: "Come, follow me on the expedition, and achieve hegemony now!"
Luo Tianwu had been waiting for this day for a long time. The soldiers in the city were sharpening their swords and were ready. In less than a quarter of an hour, 50,000 soldiers and horses were gathered, led by the five wolf guards of Canglang City.
The army left the city, bypassed the Canglang Mountains and entered the territory of Yan State. The nearest city was Jian'an City of Yan State.
…
There is a village not far from Jian'an City. It is deserted and is called a ghost village.
The Su family moved here more than ten days ago, and Pingyang Town is already deserted.
In the past few days, Su Hong's health has gradually improved and he has recovered a lot under Song Qi's elixirs.
But just as Uncle Zheng expected, physical illness is easy to cure, but mental illness is difficult to treat.
Su Hong was always bedridden, with no thought of food or food, and his eyes were empty and lifeless. Whenever he thought of the blood feud of the Su family and the hopelessness of repaying it in this life, he felt unbearable pain in his heart.
Uncle Zheng and others were also helpless.
Seeing Su Hong's body getting better day by day, but his spirit getting weaker and weaker, everyone in the Su family lamented.
On this day, Liu Yu, the commander of the Su family's guards, suddenly rushed into the yard, with a complicated look on his face, a mixture of sadness and joy, and said loudly: "Mr. Zheng, something big has happened!"
"What's wrong?" Uncle Zheng's heart sank.
Liu Yu said: "Luo Tianwu, with his five wolf guards, led an army of 50,000 to attack Jian'an City, and they have already arrived at the city!"
"Um?"
Uncle Zheng frowned and said doubtfully: "Luo Tianwu has been planning for a long time, but why did he suddenly send troops? There must be some reason, otherwise he would not act rashly."
"Sir, what you expected was good."
Liu Yu nodded and said: "I heard the report from the spy. Luo Tianwu threatened that King Yan was dead and the Yan Kingdom was in chaos. However, the news of the royal city has not yet come. As long as the lord of Jian'an City is willing to surrender the city, he can be crowned king, prime minister, and given a title. .”
Uncle Zheng frowned, looked solemn, and said thoughtfully: "Since Luo Tianwu has sent troops, this news is very likely to be true! But King Yan is protected by dozens of Qi practitioners, how could he die so easily? Who killed him? King Yan?"
Suddenly, Uncle Zheng seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "Second Young Master! Where has the Second Young Master been these days? Has anyone seen him?"
Liu Yu shook his head and said: "The second young master is indeed very powerful, but he can't sneak into the royal city and kill King Yan in front of dozens of Qi practitioners, right?"
Uncle Zheng took a long breath, his expression softened slightly, and he nodded: "That's true."
Song Qi, who was on the side, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "You two, the person who killed King Yan is probably your second son!"