"Jiang...Jiang Kong, let me go, you damn thing! My father will not let you go!"
If you can't escape, you have to use threats.
But how could Jiang Kong be afraid of his threat? He stepped harder and rubbed it hard twice.
"Hahaha! I'm afraid of your dead father. I'm just afraid that he won't come. If he comes, I'll still trample him under my feet."
Just when Jiang Kong was trying to teach him how to be a good person, the sound of neat footsteps gradually came from the distance.
Taking a closer look, I saw that they were all armored guards.
"Hahaha! Jiang Kong, you are dead. How dare you come to my territory. My reinforcements have arrived. Just wait for death!"
When Feng Zhanpeng saw the large group of Imperial Guards arriving, he immediately became confident.
"What do you think these shrimp soldiers and crabs can do to me? You are overthinking this! They are a bunch of scum and I can't even move my hands."
After saying that, he stepped on his feet hard.
"Hey, that assassin is so bold, let the emperor go quickly, or else your nine clans will be destroyed!"
There was an armored man who looked like a general with an angry face. He glanced at the emperor who was stepped on by Jiang Kong and immediately howled threateningly at Jiang Kong.
He glanced at the general with disdain, and even scorned the thousands of guardsmen surrounding him.
The highest level of cultivation of this group of imperial guards is only at the King of Martial Realm. For Jiang Kong, if he slaps them with one palm, a large area will definitely die. Even the general at the King of Martial Realm can only wave his hand.
"You bunch of shrimps, I don't want to go on a killing spree, get out of here before I get angry, or I will destroy you all into scum."
That's it for Jiang Kong's words. If these people are still entangled, don't blame him.
However, the imperial guards were dedicated to protecting the emperor. It was obviously impossible for them to retreat just by Jiang Kong's words.
"Quickly, General Wang, arrest this assassin who tried to assassinate me. I will make you the King of War." Feng Zhanpeng also roared loudly below.
"You still make me a king, I'll make you a queen!" Hearing that Feng Zhanpeng was still thinking wildly, he stepped hard again.
The screams were heard, and General Wang was furious. Coupled with the emperor's reward, he quickly ordered the imperial guards to start attacking.
Seeing that these people were so ignorant, Jiang Kong had no choice but to let them line up to go to the West to learn scriptures.
"Kill, kill them all!"
With a wave of his hand, countless dragon apes descended from the sky. With a command, they instantly rushed into the crowd and began a one-sided massacre.
General Wang was shocked, Feng Zhanpeng was astonished. He didn't expect that Jiang Kong was still a senior beast master, and he actually carried so many dragon apes with him.
They are all respectable people, and of course they know Dragon Ape, which is a very powerful magical beast that is almost invincible among the same level.
This group is just the King of Martial, and at most the ordinary guards of the Martial Sect are no match.
The massacre continued, General Wang and Feng Zhanpeng's hearts sank, and Jiang Kong's face smiled.
But the palace is not that simple, not to mention that it is also the headquarters of Zhuxian Pavilion.
"snort!"
A powerful sonic attack came quickly from far to near.
Sonic's attacks mainly focused on attacking Jiangkong.
This sonic attack is quite powerful, at least it was launched by a god-level master.
Jiang Kong waved his big hand again and took back all the dragon apes that were being slaughtered. In front of the god-level masters, these ordinary dragon apes were just serving food.
"Finally, the master is here. The efficiency of your palace is too low. Four or five minutes have passed before the master came. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died at least a thousand times!"
Jiang Kong looked at Feng Zhanpeng at his feet and said mockingly.
After speaking, he looked up and saw the sonic attack approaching. He sneered, "Are you the only one who can respond to the sonic attack? I can't."
"Ouch... groan...!"
A more powerful sound wave formed instantly, flipped at an arc angle, and quickly counterattacked along with the oncoming force.
"Boom... boom... click...!"
The sound waves intersected, producing bursts of slight air vibration and explosion sounds.
When the two phases met, Jiang Kong's sonic offensive became stronger, breaking the opponent's attack along the way and returning instantly.
"ah!"
There was a scream in the distance, and the god-level master who had not yet appeared was instantly seriously injured.
Jiang Kong shook his head regretfully. It was a pity that this blow did not kill the opponent. If he had known better, he would have wasted a five times mental attack card.
More than a dozen figures flashed out at extremely fast speeds, all of them using teleportation techniques. It seemed that those who came were at a high level, and they should all be strong warriors.
"Thief, please release His Majesty the Emperor quickly. I will give you a good time, otherwise I will cut you into pieces and leave your soul to pieces."
The person in front had a stern look and looked at Jiang Kong with murderous eyes.
Jiang Kong glanced at the dozens of people with contemptuous eyes. As expected, they were all martial arts masters, and the most powerful ones had reached the sixth level of martial arts.
"This person seems to be Jiang Kong. Why did he come here and hold the emperor hostage?"
One of them, a fat, bald monk, said with a shocked expression.
Jiang Kong took a closer look and saw that this monk was only about forty years old. He was extremely fat. He had nine ring scars on his head and carried a shiny eyebrow-leveling stick. .
The monk was disheveled. He must have just gotten up from bed, or he might be doing something indescribable.
This was the first time he saw a monk in Tianling Continent, and it felt a bit new.
"Monk Hua, since you know me, you must be from the Zhuxian Pavilion. Go and report to the master of your pavilion that I want to operate on his son. Tell him to get out and kowtow to me."
"Young man is looking for death!"
On the right, a white-faced old man with a third level of Martial God was quite impatient. He saw that Jiang Kong kept Feng Zhanpeng under his feet.
Unable to bear it anymore, while Jiang Kong was talking to the monk, he stepped forward and instantly crossed the distance between the two. He spun a large ring knife in his hand and slashed at Jiang Kong's legs.
He wanted to break Jiang Kong's legs first and save Feng Zhanpeng.
Seeing someone launching an attack, except for the monk, everyone else also cut off their hands and quickly approached Jiang Kong.
Suddenly all kinds of weapons were flying, vitality was raging, and the sky was not very bright, making it even more difficult for the eyes to see the surroundings clearly.
"A group of clowns who dare to wield knives and guns in front of your grandfather are simply looking for death."
Jiang Kong stepped on Feng Zhanpeng's face with his right foot, his left foot was in the air, and he leaned forward, using the Emperor's Hegemon Body Technique, and then crushed a five-fold attack card. The power of the fifth level of the Martial God surged instantly, and then he used both palms Quick shot.
"Blood handprint!"
Suddenly!
Blood-red palm prints quickly sprang out from his hands, striking forward wildly.
The white-faced old man was the first to bear the brunt and was the first to enter the palm range.
The bloody palm prints were faster than lightning, and a murderous idea instantly entered his mind, making him feel a pain in his soul. Then he was hit in the chest by a palm and flew hundreds of meters away.
A moment!
Countless palm prints filled the surrounding area, immediately covering the dozens of people present. All of these people were injured, with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
"Hmph! If you dare to mess with me, everyone will die!"
The Mad God Sword suddenly appeared in his hand and slashed down angrily.
"The strongest strike of the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles will destroy the heaven and the earth!"
The shocking sword reappears, its power is earth-shattering, like the messenger from hell coming, the god of death coming to the world.
The bright light of the sword blinded the surrounding guards, and they began to flee desperately, not caring about whether they were emperor or not.
Even General Wang looked pale and kept retreating.
Fortunately, he was not within the attack range of the knife, so he could still retreat.
But the dozen or so god-level masters were not so lucky. The devastating sword force locked them directly. With their injured bodies, they were still a little short of firepower to escape.
Not to mention, Jiang Kong's other hand was not idle either. The Yin-Yang Needle and the God-Destroying Shuttle appeared in his hand at the same time.
"Soul-Chasing Flying Knife Technique!"
Driven by this special technique, the two top-quality artifacts were like an invisible phantom, ignoring any obstruction, constantly passing through the bodies of more than a dozen people, and finally returned to Jiang Kong's hands.
Next!
"Rumble...!"
The sword cut into the ground, and the bodies and heads of all the strong men were separated. Some were even more miserable, being chopped into several pieces.
Seeing this, Jiang Kong quickly crushed a five times experience card and a five times supreme value card.
"Ding dong!"
"Congratulations to the host for killing fourteen warrior-level royal servants and gaining 280 billion experience points, one million vitality points, and 2100 supreme points."
"Congratulations to the host for killing fourteen Martial God-level royal servants and receiving two death-free gold medals, Supreme Instant Kill Card x14, and all-attribute five-fold card x2."
"Congratulations to the host for killing fourteen Martial God-level royal servants and obtaining the Immortal Technique."
Killing more than a dozen martial gods in an instant made Feng Zhanpeng, who was stepped on by Jiang Kong, dumbfounded. He even forgot about the pain on his face. He opened his mouth wide and looked up at Jiang Kong's little brother with a confused look on his face. force.
Lying on the ground, with Jiang Kong's foot on his face, he could only see Jiang Kong's little brother.
On the other side, General Wang's legs were trembling, beads of sweat were flowing down his face, and his body was completely wet with cold sweat.
He was glad that he had not been dazzled by the title reward of King Zhan Tian and rushed forward stupidly, otherwise he would be one of the people who fell to the ground now.
The fat monk on the other side was even more fortunate. He had just been transferred from the Zhuxian Pavilion Senate and had seen Jiang Kong's portrait. He felt a little guilty and did not dare to step forward. Otherwise, he would definitely be dead.
But now he also knew that he would die, it was just a matter of time. In front of Jiang Kong, he found that his strength at the fourth level of the Martial God was not even qualified to resist.
He was very satisfied with the instant kill of more than ten Martial God-level masters, whose highest level was only Martial God level six.
The Emperor's Body Technique alone is already equivalent to the fifth level of the Martial God. With five times the attack card, top-level god-level martial arts, and three top-level artifacts, it would be strange if he still couldn't kill these people.
After taking a look at the remaining fat monk, Jiang Kong put away the Mad God Sword and hooked his finger, "Monk Hua, come here."
"I won't kill you. After all, I have a good relationship with Tathagata Buddha. I often send people to his home in the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. You are his junior, so I will spare your life today!"