Chapter 137 Warning
King Huanxi's servants respectfully accepted the order and then mocked Zhao Hu, saying, "You're just a brat who's not even at the Inner Qi realm, and you dare to jump around like that? Are you going to stretch out your neck and wait for me to chop it off, or are you going to die?"
This servant was also in the Inner Qi realm. Although his basic level was floating and it looked like it was forcibly brought up by drugs or some unorthodox martial arts, he was still a genuine martial artist.
Normally, when facing King Joy, this servant would naturally obey his orders and serve as his slave obediently. However, when meeting outsiders, he would show off for fun, and King Joy would often indulge in this. Perhaps it was because he had a bad taste?
"I want revenge. I don't care what king's servant you are. You are just a servant after all. I, Zhao Hu, have lived an upright life!"
Zhao Hu glared at the servant who was showing off his power by relying on his own strength, and a roar came from his throat. Then he picked up a tempered sword that was scattered in the pool of blood.
He jumped up, and the sharp light of the knife reflected the blood on the ground, looking a little grim.
The servant disdained the knife, and with a light palm strike, he knocked Zhao Hu's knife away.
The difference between having internal energy and not having it is simply too great. Even though Zhao Hu's swordsmanship is very sophisticated and he has practiced it to perfection, he is unable to defend against a palm strike that contains internal energy.
The passion in his heart instantly cooled down the moment the knife was knocked away. Zhao Hu murmured in pain, knowing that there was no hope for his revenge.
Even a servant is so powerful, more powerful than the eldest brother of their escort agency. How can they fight him?
"It's boring. Why does this woman always like to struggle? If she just serves as my cauldron obediently, she might live longer." The weak voice from before sounded again. It seemed that she had just finished her sexual intercourse.
King Joy casually threw several dried-up female corpses out of the sedan chair, just like throwing away unwanted lunch boxes after a meal.
This, this, these are some junior sisters!
Zhao Hu pounced on the several female corpses that were thrown out, and identified the appearance of each one bit by bit. The junior sister he liked was among them, and the others were also fellow disciples with whom he had a good relationship.
Zhao Hu was in so much pain that he hugged his junior sister's dead body and started crying. But now his tears were stained with blood and turned into tears of blood.
Zhao Hu, who was originally in a low point and had no energy to resist, was instantly filled with strength and was determined to bite off a layer of your skin even if he died.
"Ah, I will fight you, burn for me." Zhao Hu used a secret method he had once obtained, the price of which was to burn all his energy and blood in exchange for the power of one blow.
When he charged again, Zhao Hu's aura was completely different. It was not the aura of a second-rate warrior at all, but extremely manic.
At this moment, Zhao Hu entered the internal energy realm. This punch he threw was both the last and the most powerful one.
The servant naturally noticed something was wrong and clearly felt that he could not take the punch, but he had a backer, so when beating a dog, you have to look at the owner, right?
"Please, my king, save my life!" The servant knelt down and begged for help in front of the happy king sitting in the sedan chair. He didn't care about Zhao Hu rushing at him from behind. The other servants also turned a blind eye.
"Waste!" This voice was like thunder, completely devoid of the previous weakness, but full of energy.
"call out!"
A finger force shot out from the eight large sedans, directly penetrating Zhao Hu's eyebrows, leaving a hole.
Zhao Hu was at the peak of his power, burning all his punches, but he died without even making a move. His death was so lonely.
"There are always these little ants who like to cause trouble for me. In this case, let's not keep Yichang City and massacre it." King Huanxi opened a crack in the curtain and gave instructions. From the crack, it can be seen that King Huanxi is indeed a handsome man.
He was wearing a colorful brocade jacket and a sky-blue golden belt with auspicious cloud pattern tied around his waist. He had long hair like flowing water, a pair of eyes like ancient pools, and a strong body. He was truly heroic and upright.
The red-robed servants surrounding them all knelt down to receive the order. This was also a benefit for them.
Only when they massacre the city can they enjoy themselves. These dozens of servants are all above the Inner Qi Realm. How did they do it?
Isn’t it King Joy who teaches them some branch and leaf techniques so that they can also absorb yin to replenish yang and improve their martial arts realm.
The team continued to move forward, but at this time only eight of King Joy's favorite servants were left, and they carried King Joy forward.
"King Joy, with unrivaled martial arts skills, believe in me and you will enjoy eternal life!" Amidst these slogans, the entire Yichang County fell into doomsday, with only groups of people in red robes wandering around.
They were hunting, killing the men and taking the women for their sexual needs, regardless of age, and they meant massacre.
The warriors, all of whom were at the Inner Energy Realm, started slaughtering civilians at a very fast speed. Black smoke rose up everywhere, and before long, Yichang was engulfed in flames.
The only ones left in the entire city were beautiful women who looked like zombies, with dull eyes and drooling mouths, as they followed the distant slogans.
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On a small hill outside Kuanglang City, Wang Yao took a group of young disciples out for an outing, and no one knew what was on his mind.
Spring hasn't arrived yet, so why go out of town for an outing when it's all snowy?
"The flowers bloom in the evening, the red petals are light.
The day is long and the birds are singing; spring is far away and I am alone among the bushes."
"Xiaojiu, when did you start reading books secretly? I didn't know you could write poetry. But your poem doesn't fit the mood. It's obviously too early." Wen Bingdie was wearing a turquoise long gown decorated with winding grape branches and a moon-white silver fox fur coat, which made her look out of place in this cold winter.
But no one would say anything to him. The incoming warriors could wear whatever they wanted, and the ordinary cold could not make them sick.
“I think the poem offered is very good.”
"I also think that big brother's poetry is the best in the world."
"Master Bian is so handsome, both civil and military!"
A group of flatterers naturally would not cater to Wen Bingdie's views. They knew exactly who the boss was, especially the two brothers Shitou and Ergou, who had no bottom line when it came to flattering Bian Jiu.
"I feel uneasy and always feel that something has happened, but I can't tell what it is." Wang Yao answered the question irrelevantly, but explained why he wanted to go out for an outing in the heavy snow.
Suddenly, a horse galloped towards them. The rider was the one sent by the Kuanglang Gang to deliver a letter. He was in such a hurry at such a close distance, which seemed to be a big deal.
"Servant, the gang leader sent me to tell you to go back quickly. There is something important to discuss. I heard that King Huanxi just massacred the Yichang City." The disciple was out of breath, but he still quickly said the main point.
"The King of Joy, ranked seventy-seventh on the Earth List? I wondered who it was. It made me uneasy. Now I know!" Wang Yao exhaled lightly, and finally knew what the warning was.
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