Finally, his gaze fell on the dozen or so guards with swords, and his voice was cold and chilling: "Who allowed you, the imperial guards, to bring swords into the palace?"
When the dozen people heard this, their hearts trembled and they immediately knelt down: "Your Highness, please forgive me!"
Seeing this, King Cheng beside him quickly said: "Mo Ze, it's like this, I..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xuanyuan Mo Ze's voice.
"Gray Wolf Shadow One, cut off their right arms!"
"yes!"
Gray Wolf and Shadow, who received the order, responded immediately. Before everyone could recover from the shock, they attacked in an instant. A cold light flashed in an instant, and sharp screams passed through everyone's eardrums and echoed in the sky above the palace, making people feel a chill in their hearts.
His Highness has returned and the palace has been reorganized. Who dares to be so presumptuous
King Cheng looked at the dozen arms flying out and falling in front of him one by one. The bloody scene made his legs weak and his body tremble involuntarily.
He was afraid of Xuanyuan Moze. His methods were so cruel. He was a cold-blooded man, a demon who killed without blinking an eye! If he wanted to kill someone, it would only take a few words. He would not even care who the other person was. He was even sure that if he violated his bottom line, it would not be the guards who would have their hands chopped off, but him, the king...
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but feel cold, and his face became paler. He really shouldn't have entered the palace today. He thought Xuanyuan Moze hadn't come back yet, but who knew that he was already in the palace without knowing when
Xuanyuan Moze ignored the guards who were wailing on the ground, and also ignored the dozens of broken arms piled in front of King Cheng. He walked forward step by step and came in front of King Cheng: "What did you come here for?"
King Cheng swallowed his saliva, raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "No, nothing, I, I just wanted to come in to see you, your father, but since you are back, then, then I can go back without worry."
"That's great." Xuanyuan Moze said with his hands behind his back, staring at King Cheng in front of him with a deep and sharp gaze, and said in a cold voice: "I don't want to see anyone trying to fish in troubled waters and mess things up. If anyone dares to play tricks under my nose, the end will definitely be worse than death!"
"Yes, yes, I know, I will tell the story. Not only will you, Mo Ze, not let go of those scheming people, even I will never tolerate them once I find out!" King Cheng responded quickly, pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze glanced at them and said, "Go back!"
"Okay, then I'll go back first. Please give my regards to your father. I'll come to visit him some other day when I have time." King Cheng said, and left quickly, and those people on the ground also quickly followed him, enduring the pain of their broken arms.
The broken arms on the ground were quickly dealt with by the palace guards, leaving no trace of blood. Only after calm was restored did Xuanyuan Moze turn around and return to the palace.
The news of Xuanyuan Moze's return to the palace spread quickly, along with the fact that he had shocked the palace into becoming a king. This made those who were ready to make a move pause, and some of them dared not act rashly.