"ah……"
The heavy sword slashed towards King Wenxuan. His pupils dilated and he subconsciously pulled the hand beside him to block the sword for himself.
The unfortunate assassin was instantly covered in blood. The blood-stained Zhao Yiming looked even more charming, like an evil ghost coming out of hell to collect debts.
Another sword came down, and it was still the assassin next to them who blocked the sword for the mother and son.
Zhao Yiming was not angry and allowed King Wenxuan to use his companions to block the sword for him until only one of the people protecting him was left.
Seeing that the only female assassin was retreating step by step and no longer stepping forward to defend him against Zhao Yiming, King Wenxuan was so angry that he simply picked up the knife himself and killed her with one blow.
The female assassin probably never imagined until her death that after devoting her entire life to King Wenxuan, she would end up dying at his hands.
Seeing that Prince Wenxuan was still as selfish and cold as ever, Zhao Yiming showed sarcasm, "Eighth Uncle hasn't changed at all! That's right, how can someone who doesn't recognize his relatives care about the life of a subordinate? But..."
He jokingly looked at the Queen Mother, who had already turned pale with fear and was clutching the hem of Prince Wenxuan's clothes tightly, "Mingyu, I'm really curious about how cold Eighth Uncle's heart can be.
Now the Queen Mother is the only one left by Eighth Uncle's side. I wonder if Eighth Uncle will choose to let the Queen Mother block the sword for you, or will you take the initiative to block the sword for the Queen Mother?"
Without needing King Wenxuan to answer, he asked himself, "Perhaps the weight of one's biological mother is heavier than that of others! I really wait and see!"
If Tian An were here at this moment, he would definitely say that Zhao Yiming had gone astray.
But the enemy who killed their father and mother and destroyed their entire family is right in front of them. Who can bear it?
Zhao Yiming believed that he could not help it, nor did he want to, ever since he knew that the reason his father and grandfather were defeated in battle was because of Prince Wenxuan's interference.
His mother and he went to the Buddhist temple to pray for his grandfather and father. On the way back, they encountered bandits, which led to his mother's death. He had been away from home for so many years because of the Queen Mother's collusion with Zhao Ningsong's family. He wanted to cut the mother and son into pieces and skin them alive with his own hands all the time.
Earlier in the hall, that was the end of his patience. At this moment, he just wanted to let go and take revenge.
He raised the heavy sword in his hand again. This time, Zhao Yiming pointed it at King Wenxuan with precision, "Prepare to die!"
King Wenxuan raised his sword to block, but he was already seriously injured and was no match for Zhao Yiming.
The scimitar was pushed down little by little by the heavy sword in Zhao Yiming's hand, just enough to reach his shoulder, and finally broke into two pieces with a "crack".
Without the scimitar's resistance, the heavy sword, as hard as iron, pierced his shoulder easily like cutting tofu. Zhao Yiming exerted force and cut off one of his arms at the root.
"Aze..." The Queen Mother behind him exclaimed and hurriedly ran towards Prince Wenxuan.
"Ah..." The dark night was filled with King Wenxuan's suppressed and painful roars.
Looking at his face full of pain, his eyes half filled with fear and half hatred, Zhao Yiming seemed to be inspired.
"Eighth Uncle is so fond of dragging others into paying with their lives, why not chop off your other hand as well!"
Then he raised his sword again and aimed it at King Wenxuan's remaining arm.
Looking at the sword above his head, Prince Wenxuan's eyes were bloodshot. In a flash, without any hesitation, he resolutely pulled the Queen Mother who was supporting him to block in front of him.
The sword fell, and with it fell the Queen Mother's arm, which was still covered in luxurious silk, with a gold and jade bracelet on the wrist and agate rings on the fingers.
"Ah..." Another shrill scream echoed through the mountains and forests.
The Queen Mother painfully covered the wound that continued to bleed, looked back at Prince Wenxuan in disbelief, and then looked down at the severed arm that had been separated from her body in disbelief.
In the end, I don’t know if it was because of the pain or the fear, but his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Zhao Yiming glanced at her with disdain, then turned his attention back to Prince Wenxuan, "Tsk tsk, Eighth Uncle really didn't disappoint. It seems that even disregarding all relatives is a compliment to you.
Even beasts remember the love of their mothers, but you are worse than beasts. Where on earth do you get the courage to dream of that position?
Are you worthy?
"ah……"
His robe was already soaked with blood, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was. Looking at the Queen Mother who had fainted in his arms with a broken arm, Prince Wenxuan roared to the sky, and his speech began to become incoherent.
"It's not me, it's not me, it's you, it's all you, why, why, God is so unfair!
Royal brother, royal sister, please wait for me...
Mother, Aze wants to eat the lotus cake you made..."
Zhao Yiming coldly watched King Wenxuan pretending to be crazy. He didn't think that a man who could stay in the dark for so long and even abandon his own mother so easily would be so easily driven crazy.
Anyway, no matter what tricks he plays today, I will tear him into pieces with my own hands. I raised the sword again coldly and was about to chop off the hand that had escaped danger again.
Seeing this, Prince Wenxuan, who was still standing there, sometimes laughing foolishly, sometimes crying, and sometimes going crazy, turned his originally stupid eyes and pulled the unconscious empress dowager out of his arms again and pushed her towards Zhao Yiming to block the attack for her.
He exerted force on his feet and rolled to the side. While everyone was not reacting, he pounced on the horse, quickly snatched it from the horse's belly with his feet, and rushed out.
The secret guards chased after him quickly. Zhao Yiming shook off the empress dowager who was awakened by the pain, calmly took out the improved crossbow from his back, put on the night vision glasses sponsored by Tian An, and steadily shot three arrows in the direction of his escape.
Even though the distance was far enough, he could still hear King Wenxuan's suppressed groan coming from the front.
Zhao Yiming never did anything without confidence, especially when facing the treacherous King Wenxuan, he dared not have any luck, so he coated the crossbow arrows with Tian An's special poison early on.
Just a little bit of it will definitely kill you, and the poison will last for a short time, leaving no chance for treatment.
But even so, after he ordered people to tie up the queen mother and send her back to the palace, he still rode his own horse and went to hunt down King Wenxuan himself. Even if he was dead, he wanted to see his corpse.
However, when he caught up with the secret guards who had been tracking him earlier, he found that they had stopped at the edge of a cliff, and the traces of the horse's fall were still fresh on the edge of the cliff.
Zhao Yiming just glanced at the edge of the cliff and ordered his men to go down the cliff to search for someone, or perhaps a corpse.
Standing on the cliff, letting the biting mountain wind blow on his body, Zhao Yiming's anger gradually subsided, and his eyes, which were filled with hatred and red, slowly regained clarity.
If he wasn't still wearing that bloody armor, who would have connected him with the bloodthirsty and ruthless avenger just now?
When the first rays of sunlight rose above the horizon, the secret guards brought news that King Wenxuan's body had been found. However, he seemed to have come into contact with someone else during his lifetime, and that person... had not been found yet.
Zhao Yiming looked into the distance and said coldly, "Then continue the pursuit."
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