Mr. Ye’s martial power is absolutely nothing to say.

Xishi came to encircle and suppress Ye Lao's master, but he didn't even have the chance to fight back, so he was beaten to him.

This is simply a unilateral massacre.

Thousands of people fell down at the pier, and blood flowed into a river.

Everyone around the carriage where Su Hongshan and Leng Mingyan were were already so shocked that they opened their mouths wide.

They all know that Old Ye is powerful, and many people have also seen Old Ye take action.

But at this moment, I was still shocked for a long time and couldn't come back to my senses.

Is this still a human?

The battle between ordinary masters is about every move and every move.

A battle between one side and the other side is weak at most is one sword.

And what about Mr. Ye?

With one sword, there were more than a dozen.

Some died directly, some were stunned, and some were lying down to pretend to be dead.

The unilateral massacre has no power to fight back at all.

It's like a person is facing an ant.

When Mr. Ye made up his mind to solve these Western Shi masters, they didn't even have the chance to escape.

As much as you come, you will explain how much you are here.

The battle ended soon.

Maybe it was because he had just killed someone or killed many people, and at this moment, Old Ye was filled with a murderous aura.

When they walked towards Su Hongshan and Leng Mingyan, the guards who were guarding them subconsciously wanted to protect them.

"Girl, I'm leaving." Old Ye said.

"So fast?" Su Hongshan frowned.

She had known that Old Ye would leave long ago, and there would be a battle between him and Leng Zichang sooner or later, but this was too fast.

Old Ye smiled and said, "When he is sick, he will die. If he doesn't go there, then when will he stay?"

Su Hongshan looked at him silently, opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

"Girl, there's nothing to worry about, old man, I'm a tough life."

After Mr. Ye said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Su Hongshan hurriedly said, "Old Ye, wait a moment, go back to the courtyard with me, I'll prepare something for you."

During this period, she was not idle, and she had refined a lot of poisons, hoping that these things might be on the list.

Mr. Ye didn't stop and patted the small bag on his body: "It's all here."

This bag was made by him by Liqiu. In the past, it was used to be used to serve food, but today it was filled with bottles and jars prepared by Su Hongshan for him.

He felt that he could not use these things.

When it really starts, there is no poison, but Su Hongshan prepares the things, and before leaving, he still wants to take them with him.

"I have a letter from Wu Donglai under the pillow. When he arrives, I will give it to him."

"There is another booklet, which is what the old man has learned and learned throughout his life. There is nothing for you. Please keep it and read it."

When the last word fell, Old Ye's figure had completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Su Hongshan's eyes were a little astringent. She looked up at the sky and murmured:

"Old man, we didn't say goodbye, you must come back."

"I'll be back." Leng Mingyan patted Su Hongshan on the shoulder.

Su Hongshan nodded heavily.

It seems that only in this way can I convince myself that Mr. Ye will really come back.

"Okay, clean up the battlefield."

After this battle, the Xishi master lost nearly 70%.

Mr. Ye is so powerful that Leng Zichang knows that the master of Xishi also knows that there are definitely a large number of people coming to snipe him.

But even so, the entire army was still wiped out.

Late at night, the stars are as beautiful as ink.

Xishi Capital City, a secret villa.

"puff!"

Leng Zichang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Master!" The old servant who served him said worriedly.

Leng Zichang sat upright, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and asked:

"When is it?"

The old servant replied: "It's three o'clock in the hour of Hai."

"It's actually three hours." Leng Mingyan murmured and repeated this and asked again: "No news has come back yet?"

The old servant shook his head and did not dare to answer.

Leng Zichang already knew the answer.

The people sent out reported to him before they started. If they succeeded, there would be news that would have been back.

But now it is three hours, but no news has been sent back.

There are only two possible situations.

One is that the battle is not over and the news cannot be sent back.

The other is that the entire army is wiped out.

"Master, you should heal your wounds as soon as possible. The battle in Dongshu should be just not over yet." The old servant comforted.

Leng Zichang snorted coldly, waved his hand and said, "You don't understand."

If Ye Ruien is seriously injured, his situation should be similar to that of himself. He sent so many people out to get him seriously injured.

Not only is it enough to win, the battle will also end soon.

But if his injuries were not that serious and he sent so many people out, all of them would be killed.

This situation is within his expectations.

"After so many years, Wuxiangcheng is still so powerful." Leng Zichang suddenly sighed.

I don't know if it's ridicule or real praise.

He stood up and said, "Take a move, all the people in the Xishi Royal Family should be solved. After preparing for so long, you should always sit in that position, otherwise it would be a loss."

"Master." The old servant looked worried.

Leng Zichang waved his hand lightly: "If you ask you to go, you can go, how can you get so much nonsense?"

The old servant lowered his head, dared not say anything more and took a few steps back, and turned around to make arrangements.

Leng Zichang said again: "It's done tonight, I will be the emperor tomorrow morning."

"yes."

The old servant stepped down, but his expression was full of worry.

Leng Zichang stood up, stood in front of the window, looking outside the house where there was no moonlight or starlight, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up a smile:

"I've been busy for so long, but I still lost."

"However, I still want to sit in that position, but it's a little bit of a bad idea."

"Old man, look, you have been dead for so many years and can still become the Supreme Emperor. Will you be proud of my son? Hahahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Leng Zichang suddenly burst into laughter, laughing wildly, and coughing violently as he smiled.

The old servant was outside the house, listening to the violent coughing inside, sighed secretly, touched the tears at the corners of his eyes, and arched his waist to leave.

"Let's do it, no member of the Xishi royal family will be left, and the world will be announced tomorrow. The Xishi Kingdom will be named Leng from now on, and the country's name will be Chang."

"yes!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Several sounds came from the darkness.
To be continued...