The sound of swords and knives flashed and killed filled the air, fire and ice danced in the sky, the killing intent was sharp and every move was ruthless.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ying Zhao curled the corners of his lips, and under the cover of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, he changed into a mecha form and crushed everyone present with unmatched strength.

All attacks fell on the thin layer of black and gold armor and could not break the defense, but the dazzling golden lightsaber could cut off the black sword and melt the ice.

Ying Zhao killed Xuan Jian swiftly, ending his pitiful, tragic and hateful life.

Immediately afterwards, he seriously injured the Blood-Clothed Marquis Bai Yifei, forcing the latter to flee in panic and in a miserable state.

In the end, everything returned to calm, leaving only a desolate scene.

The black and gold armor faded away like water, and the white cloak fluttered in the wind.

Under the bright moonlight, the young man stood on the roof and slowly took off the silver half-face mask, revealing his handsome and extraordinary face.

When Bai Yifei and the other assassins saw this, they were immediately shocked and angry, and were furious.

Damn it!!!

From the beginning to the end, they were actually played around in the palm of someone's hand!

Ying Zhao looked down at the fleeing prodigal dog with an attitude of arrogance and pride.

"I know you are strong, but—"

"Sorry, I'm cheating."

After leaving behind a provocative declaration of victory, Ying Zhao, Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang and the other two left.

"Xiao Zhao, what does hanging mean?"

"That's what the trump card means."

"Little Brother, think about it. When the enemy thinks he's about to defeat you and is gloating over himself, you pull out a trump card and give him a head-on blow."

"Hey, isn't it cool?"

"Um......"

"With a white face and a black heart, we, the disciples of the Zongheng Sect, are ashamed of ourselves."

"Humph, you are so good at being sarcastic, it would be a shame if you didn't join the Yin-Yang family."

"Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhao, stop arguing."

At this time, outside the city, Ying Zheng and Han Fei and his party had already met up.

Seeing Ying Zhao and others return safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After drinking the farewell wine, Ying Zheng invited Han Fei to discuss the way to govern the country.

Ying Zhao also called out to Wei Zhuang who was about to leave, and changed his cold expression to a smile.

"Xiao Zhuang, how about a deal?"

"Don't call me that. I don't think our relationship is that good yet."

"Oh, I see. This is a special title for Junior Brother, right?"

“…”

"Are you still going to talk?"

"Of course, let me first tell you about my reward. I have a peerless sword move that is not inferior to your Guigu Sect's Hundred Steps Flying Sword and Crossing the Eight Directions."

“…”

"Hmm? What are you hesitating about?"

"Your eyes are clearly filled with desire and ambition."

"You want to become stronger, to defeat your senior brother and become the next Guiguzi, to control your own destiny and even the destiny of the entire world."

"You are such an ambitious person who pursues perfection."

"Admit it, Wei Zhuang."