Zhuge Zhengwo's face changed drastically!

He took a step forward and grabbed Mi Cangqiong: "Tell me what you are plotting, traitor!"

Mi Cangqiong was bleeding from all seven orifices at this moment, and there were even a lot of internal organ fragments around his mouth. His breath was rapidly decreasing and it was obvious that he had suffered severe internal injuries.

"Ha! Die! You are all going to die! As long as I live, you won't have an easy life! I have prepared thunderbolts for you, hahaha, blow them up, blow the world up."

Sure enough, following the order given by Mi Cangqiong when he was on the verge of death, some people in the crowd moved!

There were actually assassins in that villa. They tore open the robe and found black bamboo tubes wrapped around it.

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Continuous human bombs exploded among the ranks of civil and military officials and imperial guards, leaving a bloody mess.

As for the martial arts heroes, the situation was relatively better. Before the assassins could use the fire sticks to ignite the explosion, everyone showed their magical powers and killed them one by one from a distance.

But the situation at the imperial court was terrible. Many civil and military officials were killed or injured, and screams and wails were heard everywhere.

But what is even more terrifying is that Mi Cangqiong had also arranged for assassins to be stationed in the Zhaixing Tower where Emperor Zhao Gou was.

"Protect the emperor!" Zhuge Zheng looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

If these people were allowed to detonate the thunderfire on their bodies, the entire Zhaixing Tower would probably be blown to pieces, Zhao Gou would die, and the country would be in turmoil.

Mi Cangqiong, who was thrown to the ground like a wild dog, looked at everything in front of him with wide eyes: "Ha ha ha, what brilliant fireworks! Even if I die, I have made enough money."

At this critical moment, Song Tianen floated up with his fingertips pointing upwards.

"Knead the sword - Ten-sided sharp flow!"

Countless amounts of formless sword energy shot out from the tip of the index finger like bullets, some of which shot towards the Zhaixing Tower, and some of which shot in all directions, but the targets were all the death warriors with Thunderbolt Fire tied to their bodies.

With a clear whistle from Song Tianen, the formless sword energy turned into a stream of light in the sky, penetrating the night and chaos, and accurately hitting the assassins who were trying to create a disaster.

Countless sword energies intertwined in the air to form an impenetrable net, pinning down the assassins who were about to ignite the Thunderbolt Fire one by one. Before the fire starters touched the fuse, they were cut off by the sword energy and scattered all over the ground.

When these assassins were about to pose a greater threat, Song Tianen wiped them all out with one move.

Zhuge Zhengwo was suddenly distracted: "This guy, if he has a trick that can decide the outcome of the world, why didn't he use it before, and had to wait for countless civil officials to die before taking action?"

After what happened to Mi Cangqiong, Zhuge Zhengwo was suspicious and critical of everyone, but there was no time to think too much at the moment.

After the previous explosions, the scene was already in chaos.

The palace maids, servants and even the ministers who had lived a life of luxury in the past were running around like headless flies.

Screams and wails echoed throughout the venue.

Now the imperial guards see everyone as a traitor.

Anyone who approaches the Zhaixing Tower without reason will be killed on the spot, no matter if he is a lowly slave or a noble official or aristocrat.

"Quick! Escort our emperor back to the palace as soon as possible."

This martial arts conference was obviously a failure. Zhuge Zhengwo was about to take over the on-site command and arrange for the imperial guards to escort the emperor back to the palace first.

"slow!"

Song Tianen took a step forward to block Zhuge Zhengwo.

"Young Master Song, we will discuss the position of leader at a later time! At this moment, the safety of our emperor is the most important thing in the world."

Zhuge Zheng, I thought Song Tianen was insisting on this just for the position of leader of the martial arts world, said with a frown.

Song Tianen chuckled and said in an unquestionable tone: "God, where I am is the safest place at the moment. Believe it or not, you will be killed if you move even a step! It's because the Jin people have infiltrated our team!"

Zhuge Zhengwo was suddenly startled: "Jin people?"

His voice was not suppressed.

When they heard that the Jin people had infiltrated, the already chaotic crowd became even more thrown into chaos. The brutality of the Jin people was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Anyone who moves recklessly will be killed!"

Song Tianen's voice was like thunder, instantly covering the entire audience, and the pressure from his high level of innate power was released without reservation!
The aura that was like the power of heaven made the whole place suddenly silent, except for the heavy breathing and the occasional wailing of those with severe limb injuries. However, the wailing soon died down, because with heavy blood loss, a person would quickly go into shock, with only twitching limbs.

At this moment, Song Tianen's long hair fluttered without wind, and he even took out the Thunder Swallowing Divine Power and put it on his face.

Crackling purple lightning surged across his body.

An extremely majestic god manifests the world here.

"Marshal Yin Shuke thought you were also a special official of the Jin Kingdom. Now that you are here, why are you hiding like a mouse?"

Song Tianen's voice at this moment was like thunder.

He kept sweeping back and forth in the villa.

"What kind of silver magic has sneaked in?"

The fear that had just been suppressed spread among the crowd again. This invincible marshal Yin Shu could slaughter tens of thousands of Song soldiers alone and destroy half of the city of Bianliang in the Song Dynasty with a single sword. His hands were stained with the blood of countless Song people!

He is a devilish character.

How could such a person sneak in without making any noise? A tingling sensation spread throughout my body from my scalp to my toes.

For a moment, people all turned their eyes away from the Cold-Faced Demon Lord.

Sure enough, everyone spotted three hooded guys with suspicious behavior.

"Hahaha! As expected of the Cold-Faced Demon Lord, the three of us held our breath, thinking that no one in the world could identify us. Well, you Song people are unreliable. I will have to bury you myself."

The person in the middle pulled back his hood.

This man had a head full of flying silver hair and a sword mark on his face running from his left eye to his right mouth. This was the iconic scar of Yin Shuke, the Prime Minister of the Jin Kingdom and the Grand Marshal of Iron Buddha. It was said to be an unforgettable scar left on him by the great hero of Shenzhou, Xiao Qiushui, which could never be healed.

"Golden man. It's a golden man."

Yin Shu and the martial artists around him rolled and crawled to the left and right to escape as if they had seen a ghost.

But there were also arrogant people with excitement in their eyes.

"Damn it, it's Yin Shuke! He dared to go deep into the heart of the Song Dynasty alone. I want the credit first. Brother, come with me!"

The most impulsive leader of the Dafang Sect, Fang Xinwusi, raised the long sword in his hand with a cold glow, led his eight crazy sword disciples, and attacked Yin Shuke from all directions with eight sword auras.

Not only him, Dao Wuhen, the leader of Daobahui, also screamed: "The great wealth is right before our eyes, brothers, don't let the people from Dafangmen get there first, kill them!"

For a time, the two major sects shouted for fighting and killing.

"Wait! Don't be impulsive!" Zhuge Zhengwo was about to stop him.

Unfortunately it was too late.

Yin Shuke smiled cruelly: "You Han people are always so ignorant." He took out a green mask from his sleeve and put it on his face, and a murderous wind from the ninth heaven came out.

Everything within a radius of thirty feet around his body turned into minced meat.

Along with the flesh and blood of hundreds of disciples on the Dafang Gate and the hilt of the sword, a green ghost-faced Shura appeared in front of everyone.

That was Yin Shuke's Wind Controlling Shura Armor! The legendary divine armor that could control the violent winds of heaven and earth.

At this time, the two hooded men around Yin Shuke also took off their hoods.

The two men had ferocious looks and shattered braids on their heads. One of them had pale green eyes, while the other had no whites in his eyes, only pitch-black pupils.

They are the left and right bodyguards who always accompany Yin Shuke.

One is called Tan Lang, the other is called Tai Sui! Both of them have practiced the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Technique, and are rare innate middle-stage Jin Kingdom demon generals in the world, enjoying the treatment of being second to none and above ten thousand people.

At this moment, Yin Shu could combine the two kings under his command with himself and he would definitely slaughter the Song court in one fell swoop and establish an unprecedented achievement for the Great Jin.

Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes were red with anger as he roared, "Split up and run!"

Yin Shuke in the mask smiled contemptuously: "Run? I will destroy all of you in one fell swoop today!" After saying that, he raised the Wind Blade in his hand!
The world suddenly changed!

Four tornadoes appeared, connecting the sky and the ground, two of them in front and one behind, blocking the entrances and exits.

One of them wreaked havoc among the martial arts heroes, while the other headed straight for the Star-Picking Tower!

Suddenly, the human body was torn into pieces like a rag doll and then swept into the sky.

Yin Shuke waved his left hand, and the two demon generals divided into left and right to kill all the heroes in the martial arts world.

Zhuge Zhengwo was greatly shocked, but the three of them, Yin Shu, could actually suppress tens of thousands of Song people and make them unable to raise their heads.

The gang leaders or elders who used to be of noble status were slaughtered as easily as pigs and dogs.

Zhuge Zhengwo's mind was working quickly. The great hero of China, Xiao Qiu Shui, had always been on the front line, preventing the Jin Kingdom's magic soldiers from making any progress. Now Yin Shu could appear openly in the heart of Lin'an. In addition to the traitor Mi Cangqiong, I'm afraid that the great hero of China must have been in trouble.

At present, perhaps the only one who can stop these three people and save the entire country is the Cold-Faced Demon Lord!

So Zhuge Zhengwo fell to the ground and said, "Please ask Young Master Song and other heroes to help us save the country!"

Shen Huchan shouted angrily and was about to draw his sword!

Song Tianen, however, suppressed it with a palm.

"Let Yin Shuke kill them first. These martial artists and civil officials are not our kind. Saving them is useless. Rather than being held back by them after the Northern Expedition, it is better to die here now, saving us the trouble of doing it ourselves!"

It is obvious that Song Tianen wanted to use Yin Shuke to wipe out the peace-seeking factions in the martial arts world and the court in one fell swoop.

Shen Huchan said in a muffled voice.

"Boss, I don't understand!"

Song Tianen shook his head and explained, "The Southern Song court has been peaceful for a long time, and everyone has become a coward. If we want to gain support for the Northern Expedition, we must let the people of the world know that the pain and danger of genocide are imminent. As the saying goes, there is no construction without destruction! I can take action at any time, but these people will only treat me as the second Xiao Qiushui!"

"What? What!" Zhuge Zheng couldn't believe what he heard. "Young Master Song, these are all my people. Are you just going to watch them all being slaughtered?"

Song Tianen sneered, "Don't try to blackmail me morally. Didn't those civil officials and many sects support you as the leader of the martial arts world? Since you are the leader of the martial arts world, you must take the lead. Why are you asking me for help now?"

Zhuge Zhengwo's face turned pale and blue. If he had the ability, he would have done it. The world boasted about how invincible his amazing shot was, but he himself knew his own situation.

He has been focusing on the court for the past ten years and neglected military preparations. It is estimated that his martial arts skills are not even as good as Yuan Shisanxian's.

Screams were endless. In just a few seconds, half of the sects that came to participate in the martial arts conference were slaughtered by Yin Shuke and the other two. In particular, the ten major sects that had supported Zhuge Zhengwo were almost wiped out.

Zhuge Zhengwo said sadly, "What do you want Young Master Song to do in order to help?"

With a clang, a dagger was thrown at Zhuge Zhengwo's feet.

"You go and die, and I will take action."

Song Tianen's true intentions were revealed. Zhuge Zhengwo had too much influence in the court and in the martial arts world, and they were not of the same kind. In the next Northern Expedition, they could only move forward and not retreat. He wanted to control Zhao Gou and make him a puppet emperor, so he had to eliminate the direct forces around him in one fell swoop.

If he does it himself, it will definitely make the whole world angry, so it is better for Zhuge Zhengwo to do it himself.

Zhuge Zhengwo picked up the dagger on the ground and took a deep breath: "Young Master Song, can you really do anything if I die?"

"Have you ever seen a joke?"

"Understood!"

"Master!!!" Leng Xue and others were furious.

However, with a "puff", without any hesitation, Zhuge Zhengwo raised his sword and stabbed himself in the heart.

The force was so strong that the tip of the knife even broke through the body.

"I already understand your nature, so leave the rest to me!"

"Tiger Zen, I'll leave the two demons of Xiao Shitou to you two to deal with. Is there any problem?"

"Boss, I can't bear it anymore!" Wang Xiaoshi shouted angrily, and the acquired Mahayana technique activated his infinite true energy. The sword in his hand should not be retained, and the rain of billions of swords immediately subdued the Tai Sui demon general.

Shen Huchan roared, and the devil Buddha appeared behind him. Ananda's magic sword split the sky and the earth and went straight to attack Tan Lang.

"No! Don't kill me. I am willing to surrender to the Great Jin Kingdom. I am willing to be a guide dog. Woof woof woof." Xiang Feimeng, the famous master of Tianyu Palace in the world, collapsed to the ground like a child.

It was simply because that silver technique could produce invisible and intangible cutting winds with every move. Hundreds of his disciples had all turned into blood mist, and now it was his turn next.

In order to survive, he was even willing to be the Jin man's dog.

Unfortunately, Yin Shuke was attracted to this kind of people: "You Song people are too cunning, you are not worthy to be our Song people's dogs, two-legged sheep are more than enough!"

The silver sword of wind was about to pierce through the skull.

hum!
With a flash of ionization, the purple Thunder-Swallowing God appeared in front of the green Wind-Controlling Shura, and his palm firmly grasped the Wind Sword.

Yin Shuke tilted his head: "I'm helping you deal with the traitor, why are you protecting this traitor?"

Song Tianen sneered: "I hate traitors the most in my life. It would be too easy for him if you shot him to death!"

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a bolt of lightning and fire instantly ignited Xiang Feimeng. This fire would not go out until it burned through his bones.

Xiang Feimeng's whole body was covered in flames and he screamed in agony.

The whole body quickly carbonized, and the muscles and bones were burning.

"You just said that Song Tian is a two-legged sheep? Don't worry, when I march north, you Jin people won't even be able to become pigs!"

"Really? Then let me test your quality!"

Boom! Yin Shuke and Song Tianen collided fiercely at the first moment. In the midst of the wind and thunder, the boundless destructive force swept across a hundred feet, and the two of them had no reservations!
Wherever he passed, the heavens and the earth shook! (End of this chapter)