puff!

After Zhao Yu said these last words, Wuming, who was originally seriously injured, spat out a mouthful of blood again and passed out.

He has become confused, and even if he wakes up, his state of mind will plummet.

However, Zhao Yu made it clear when he entered the capital.

Anyone who stands in his way today will be killed!!

Looking at Wuming who passed out, Zhao Yu slowly raised his hand to drink the snow.

Above the sharp blade, a chill filled the air.

The blade flashed past, and a martial arts legend was about to die right before his eyes.

Suddenly, changes occurred again!

Two sharp sword lights, one on the left and one on the right, came straight towards Zhao Yu.

Jiang Yuyan's expression changed, and she was about to step forward to resist, but Erha, who had a ferocious look on her face, was indifferent to these two sword lights that were no less powerful than Wuming's sword intent before.

Because he was born with the ability to sense danger, he realized that the target of these two sword lights was not Zhao Yu, but Xue Yin in Zhao Yu's hand.

The blade of the blade turned and fell down from left to right, slashing down two sword qi.

At this time, two people were standing in front of the unconscious Wuming.

Zhao Yu is familiar with the swordsman on the left.

On the way to Wudang Mountain, not far out of the capital, I encountered the Twelve Evils of Tianchi.

The swordsman on the left is the swordsman, Dugu Jian, who killed twelve evil spirits with one sword!

As for the person on the other side, Zhao Yu had never seen him before.

But Zhao Yu guessed a thing or two when he saw the long sword in the man's hand.

Because the long sword in this man's hand looks the same as the heroic sword in Wuming's hand.

Sword King, Mu Yingxiong!

"Sword Saint? Sword Emperor? What a huge battle..."

Zhao Yu looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and turned the blade with Xue Yin in his hand.

Before Dugujian could speak, Mu Yingxiong on the side helped Wuming up and turned around to leave.

It seemed that he was sure that Zhao Yu would not take action.

Or, even if Zhao Yu takes action, he is sure that the Sword Master will not ignore it...

"Ah……"

Zhao Yu looked at Mu Yingxiong's actions, slightly twitching the corner of his mouth, and the murderous intention gradually rose on the blade in his hand.

Mu Yingxiong, who had his back to Zhao Yu, seemed to have noticed something strange.

But he still didn't look back, and just said lightly: "He is not even your opponent, and I can't stop you, but..."

Having said this, Mu Yingxiong turned around and glanced at Zhao Yu. To be precise, he looked behind Zhao Yu.

The threat is self-evident.

If Zhao Yu lets Wu Ming go today, everything will be easy.

If Wuming died under Zhao Yu's sword today, then he would not be able to do anything to Zhao Yu, but the four people behind Zhao Yu...

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mu Yingxiong, who had already walked dozens of steps.

Kill Makuio?

Zhao Yu knew that unless this guy fought with him to death, he would die in his own hands.

Once he has no intention of fighting and wants to leave, Zhao Yu can't stop him!

Being targeted by a master of martial arts, Zhao Yu, whose golden bell was about to break, was naturally thick-skinned and didn't care.

But among the four people behind him, including Erha who has practiced the indestructible power of Vajra, who can withstand Mu Yingxiong's sword?

Thinking of Zhao Yu here, drinking snow on the blade, all his energy was gone.

Being decisive...sounds better than being indecisive.

But when a person faces a choice immersively, how many people can do the former?

Zhao Yu doesn't have much ambition, to aspire to the world or to dominate the martial arts world?

For Zhao Yu, it’s all about being full!

If Zhu Wuwu hadn't done such an incredible job this time, Zhao Yu wouldn't have been so crazy.

But being threatened is not a pleasant thing after all.

After Mu Yingxiong left, Dugu Jian looked at Zhao Yu.

"Even if you kill Wuming, he will only seek revenge on you and will not vent his anger on others."

Originally, apart from his special liking for swords, the sword master never liked to talk nonsense with others, but at this moment, when Zhao Yu walked by, he said one more word for the first time.

Zhao Yu, who had a grim look on his face, did not pay attention to this guy, but bypassed Dugu Jian and walked towards Chengtian Gate again.

"I can tell that your sword intention has integrated into my own body, and you and I will eventually have to fight..."

Dugujian looked at Zhao Yu who was walking away and whispered to himself.

…

Wuming was defeated. If the Sword Master and Sword Emperor hadn't appeared at the same time, he might have been killed by the madman.

But after this, the road ahead became much smoother.

In less than two sticks of incense, Zhao Yu, carrying a knife, had already arrived outside Chengtian Gate.

Outside the city pavilion, standing was a livid-faced Zhu Wuwu.

Behind the Chengtian Gate, more than 12,000 elite guards guarding the imperial city were ready.

"Hahaha, Zhao Yu, do you still recognize me?!"

Zhu ignored the fact that the emperor hadn't spoken yet, but Jue Wushen stepped forward and took a step forward, laughing loudly.

"There is no god."

Zhao Yu looked at the city wall and laughed wildly. Just when he was about to speak out, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the right side.

Shen Lian, who was on the right side behind Zhao Yu, was the first to be hit and was blown away by a strong force.

"drink!"

The energy passed through Shen Lian, Erha let out a loud shout, and the golden light glowed around him again.

And even so, he was forced to take several steps back under this terrifying force!

Zhao Yu turned sideways without hesitation and slashed out Xue Yin from his hand, dispelling the terrifying energy.

"Give back my son's life!!"

At the same time, a restless roar came from the side door on the side of Chengtianmen.

Rumble!

Although the arch of the imperial city is only a side door, it is also made of heavy wood and weighs a thousand kilograms.

And after this roar, the side door exploded with a bang, and the wood chips scattered in all directions with fierce force.

Some sawdust even hit the city wall. Among them, several inner court masters with high martial arts levels were killed by the scattered sawdust.

This energy was filled with murderous intent.

Zhao Yu saw clearly that after the sawdust shot into the body of the inner court master, the energy contained in the sawdust exploded again.

On top of the city wall, clouds of blood mist exploded.

"Who is Zhao Yu?! Give back my son's life!!"

When the dust settled, a strong man with disheveled hair was seen, roaring crazily.

A pair of iron fists were continuously waved, and the energy surged from the iron fists. A large section of the palace wall made of stone was demolished by this scattered energy.

"Is this your back-up plan?"

Standing on the top of the city, looking at the crazy strong man below, sensing the fierce and fierce energy, Zhu Wuwu turned to look at Jue Wushen.

"good!"

Jue Wushen had a sly smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the strong man roaring under the city.

"Zhao Yu, the idea of ​​using your subordinates' widows, women and children to force you to show up came from Xichang Yuhuatian!

But you don’t know that it was my hand that cut off the heads of those women and children and hung them on the four gate walls of the capital.

Did you see clearly when you entered the city? Hahaha!!"

Jue Wushen took a step forward at this time, looked at Zhao Yu below with pride, and said loudly.

Zhao Yu didn't say a word, but turned his gaze from the mad man to the city wall.

boom!

Zhao Yu bent his knees, and the next moment dust and smoke began to rise from his feet.

Xue Yin slashed down with force in his hand, and a sword beam a few feet away went straight towards the city pavilion where Zhu Wuwu and others were standing!

And the moment Zhao Yu jumped up, the crazy man also heard Jue Wushen's words and looked over.
Chapter completed!