Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 203: Burning the palace
Yi Chenzi knows better than anyone that Qin Wushuang's goal is the second martial sage.
Although it threatened to turn West Chu Kingdom into the second great Wu Kingdom, it was expected that it should be just a psychological tactic, not Qin Wushuang's real plan.
After all, the Great Wu State took the blame for it, and the Western Chu State did not reach that point. Once Qin Wushuang is cruel and inhumane and extinguishes the elites of the Western Chu Kingdom, it will inevitably cause reactions from all sides. It will be detrimental to Qin Wushuang, Baiyue Kingdom, and even the reputation of Qin Wushuang's master.
In any case, the Xingluo Temple is the totem of the Daluo Empire and the umbrella of all the citizens of the Daluo Empire.
As a disciple of Xingluo Temple, Qin Wushuang's indiscriminate killing of innocents will inevitably make people question the majesty of Xingluo Temple.
But even so, as the martial sages of the Western Chu Kingdom, after Qin Wushuang issued a statement that he would go to Yenching to commit a murder, they could not sit idly by. Otherwise, their majesty in the West Chu Kingdom will be shaken again.
I have to say that Yi Chenzi's judgment is basically accurate, and Qin Wushuang is indeed a scheming strategy.
At this time, he was lurking in a certain corner. The first time Yi Chenzi and others arrived at Yanjing, he felt their presence.
However, Qin Wushuang didn't want to act for the time being.
He is waiting for the opportunity, and if he wants to make a move, he must attack it, leaving the opponent unprepared.
Once Yi Chenzi and the third martial sage are entangled, it is still difficult to kill the second martial sage.
"Unfortunately, there is no innate-level bow and arrow on hand. Otherwise, if you attack from a distance, the second martial artist will be given the lead if the internal injury is not healed."
Qin Wushuang thought this way, carefully condensing any breath on his body, as if there was no breath coming out of him at all, and he was completely suppressed by him.
"As long as I get close to the second martial sage 3 feet, I am 100% sure that I will use the power of the "Tianmai Condensing Sword" to kill him."
Qin Wushuang calculated, he was waiting for an opportunity.
The distance between the three martial sages was kept within three feet. Qin Wushuang watched them leap in from the city gate, but did not rush to do it.
He is not in a hurry at this time. These three martial sages will inevitably search everywhere in Yanjing City after losing his pre-existing breath.
Qin Wushuang decided to give the other party the apparent initiative.
Since it is clear that the second martial artist cannot be killed, use the means of assassination. Qin Wushuang was very confident, as long as he shot first, he still hoped to kill the second Martial Saint.
The question now is how to get the shot before the two martial sages react.
The three martial sages made a round tour, but Qin Wushuang was still missing.
Yi Chenzi waved his hand suddenly: "No need to look for it, let's go back to Zhenwu Holy Land first."
"Why?" Third Martial Saint asked curiously.
Yi Chenzi moved his lips, but didn't say anything, his steps started, and he walked out. Yi Chenzi could already confirm that Qin Wushuang didn't plan to kill in Yanjing at all.
Rather than looking for a needle in a haystack, it is better to return to Zhenwu Holy Land and wait for work. As long as these ten days have passed, there will be no worries about future troubles.
Qin Wushuang watched these three leave Yanjing and flew back towards Zhenwu Holy Land, but he still forbeared it. He knew that shooting at this time was no different from shooting at Zhenwu Holy Land.
"It seems that the old fox, Yi Chenzi, has already sensed my intention." Qin Wushuang thought, "Looking at his situation, he should be planning to return to the Zhenwu Holy Land to consume me."
Qin Wushuang naturally wouldn’t stop there. Thinking of it in his heart, he had a plan. He flew towards the imperial palace of the Western Chu Kingdom, and dashed towards the top of the imperial palace. He shouted: "The emperor of the rice family of Western Chu country listens. Well, the three martial sages of your Zhenwu Holy Land have promised to hand over your first level to me. Today, I will come to recover this debt. In the palace compound, if you don’t want to die, leave immediately. I don’t have to kill anyone. . If you don’t leave, I burn the palace on fire, and you all have to be buried with you!"
Don't kill you, but burn your palace in Xichu Kingdom. If your three martial sages can sit idly by, how can you establish authority in the West Chu country in the future?
Qin Wushuang's trick is very cruel.
Sure enough, with his roar, the palace of the Western Chu Kingdom suddenly became a mess.
Qin Wushuang sneered, he already had an extra torch in his hand, and he didn't know where he found the oil workshop. He carried the oil barrel and kept splashing around the palace.
In the imperial palace, the imperial forest army gathered around, preparing to fight Qin Wushuang.
Qin Wushuang sneered repeatedly and warned: "I don't want to kill for the time being, but if anyone does something to me first, I can't blame me for being merciless. Once you do it, the Royal Palace of Western Chu Kingdom will bleed blood into a river! You must not blame it. I, the three martial sages of your West Chu country are incompetent, unable to shrink their heads, and refuse to stand up to protect you. If you want to complain, you can only complain about your martial sages of West Chu country!"
While speaking, hundreds of barrels of oil have been poured around the palace back and forth. Inside the palace, there was already a mess, the royal relatives, court ladies and guards, concubines and court ladies all fled out one after another.
Everyone knows that this person who came here is helpless even the Martial Saint of his own country, so they are nothing more than ants in the eyes of the other party.
If you don’t walk faster, burn them to death, it’s not much different from burning a few ants.
There are tens of thousands of people in the entire palace. All fled one after another. Even the well-trained Imperial Forest Army had no choice but to retreat.
They all know that even if the innate strong make a move, even if they accumulate tens of thousands of people, they can't help each other. Since the other party wants to set the palace on fire, anyone who organizes a fire fighting will definitely be killed.
Looking at the people in the imperial room of the Western Chu Kingdom, they are constantly retreating, the concubines and court ladies have also escaped, and the servants and eunuchs have also left in a hurry.
If they don’t retreat, apart from being buried in the palace, there will be no other possible surnames.
I was helpless at the moment, protecting a group of princes and princesses, and fled the palace one after another.
Qin Wushuang has been observing, he can let anyone go. But there is one person who is not allowed, that is, Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu Kingdom.
Qin Wushuang's innate spiritual power urged with all his strength, luck and consciousness, and witnessed this group of people constantly swarming out, like a towering giant, watching a group of ants moving under his feet.
Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's eyes widened, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
With a little tiptoe, the body has already slammed down like a dragon. Just a flash, it was down. The whip in his hand was generally pointed out by ghosts, and he rolled directly at one of the people in the crowd.
"You, stay." Qin Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded, and with a flick of his long whip, he completely wrapped his body, swinging his body again and again, curling up like a light smoke, and then ascended into the sky and landed on The highest point of the palace hall.
Laughed for a long time, watching the imperial forest army underneath change their colors and rush towards here.
Looking at this situation, Qin Wushuang knew that his judgment was not wrong.
Qin Wushuang held a torch in his hand and set fire to various places. In a short while, the entire palace fell into a sea of flames.
Qin Wushuang's long whip was like flying a kite, dragging the person's body, wandering quickly, shuttled in the palace, continued to set the fire, and accelerated the spread of the fire.
"If you are not afraid of death, just chase it! Whoever chases the fastest can be buried together with your emperor." Qin Wushuang laughed.
The person curled up in his hands is indeed Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu Kingdom. Qin Wushuang's eyesight, even among tens of thousands of people, his gaze was like a torch, pulling this Mi Zhongheng out of the crowd.
As a result, this Mi Zhongheng is the king of a country after all. Although he fled in a hurry and mixed in the crowd, the aura of the king exuding from his body is different from ordinary people after all.
This kind of breath may not be so obvious in the eyes of the acquired martial artist. But Qin Wushuang, an innate powerhouse, could clearly grasp it.
What's more, this Mi Zhongheng changed his costume again, and his appearance was somewhat similar to his imperial brother Mi Zhongye. This fell in Qin Wushuang's eyes, and it was naturally another big testimony.
Combining the two aspects, it would be strange if Qin Wushuang couldn't recognize it anymore.
After Qin Wushuang finished setting off the fire, he carried Mi Zhongheng, and rushed to the highest bell tower in Yanjing of the Western Chu Kingdom, as if with two wings inserted.
Sitting on the big clock, condescending, looking at a sea of fire in the distance, just sneered, dragged the whip to the front, and lazily said: "Emperor Mi, you have three martial arts in Xichu, today Still can’t avoid your fate of being captured by me."
Even though Mi Zhongheng was captured, his attitude was very tough, and he sneered: "You can't deal with the three martial sages, so you have to vent your anger with ordinary people."
Qin Wushuang was not angry, and smiled: "Don't pretend to be innocent. You have also participated in the idea of invading my Baiyue country. I don't kill the innocent indiscriminately, but I will not let any culprit go. You. I will not kill any of the people of the West Chu Kingdom, but you and the Second Wusheng are not forgiving."
Mi Zhongheng turned his head, but ignored it. Although he was afraid in his heart, he was the prince of a country anyway, asking him to shake his head and beg for mercy, but he couldn't do it.
Of course, he was also full of regret at this time. You shouldn't listen to Wu Guo's frustration, and you shouldn't be too ambitious, trying to get in touch with the mines of the Lotus Mountain of Baiyue Kingdom.
All this, to put it bluntly, was still caused by greed.
Qin Wushuang teased Mi Zhongheng, and suddenly he waved the long whip in his hand and slammed it against the big clock.
Dang!
The loud bell, rumbling.
One more time, pang!
The innate force urged this big clock~IndoMTL.com~ to make a loud rumbling noise, and every time it was like a mountain collapsed, it was as loud as a mountain.
Mi Zhongheng's face was pale at first, then suddenly his face was flushed with infinite blood like the tide, and his face flushed suddenly like drunk.
Boom! There was another sound, Mi Zhongheng could no longer hold it back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The palace caught fire, and the bell tower made such a loud sound like the ground shaking and the mountain shook. The whole Yanjing suddenly boiled, and an amazing news was spreading frantically: "Your Majesty, was captured by the strong of Baiyue Kingdom. Up."
Qin Wushuang's move was naturally not for ordinary people. His target was the three martial sages of the Western Chu Kingdom. He knew that it would be strange for them not to be dispatched again after all this noise.
It is Qin Wushuang's abacus to let them run back and forth, and make mistakes during their busy schedule.
At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up and looked firmly at the direction of Zhenwu Holy Land. He knew that the three of them were here again!
(To be continued)
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