Everyone's eyes fell on the eldest prince, not knowing what Zhan Wuque meant.

Only the king thought of what Zhan Wuque said just now, and trembled all over and pointed at the eldest prince, "Is it the killer you hired to assassinate Mr. Zhan!"

"So what? He must pay for my brother's blood!" The eldest prince roared, with hatred in his eyes, staring at Zhan Wuque, "I just didn't expect you to hide so deeply that you can't even do anything to you with a half-step Wu Ling, but it doesn't matter. If you kill that killer, they will definitely chase you to the ends of the world and tear you to pieces, hahaha!"

The eldest prince laughed wildly. In his opinion, Zhan Wuque could not be the opponent of the Blood Killing Hall, and would die in endless pursuit.

"What kind of killer organization are they?" Zhan Wuque said coldly.

"Why, you know you're afraid? If I had known today, why would you have been there?" The eldest prince had sarcastic eyes.

"Scared?" Zhan Wuque smiled silently, "I dare to assassinate me, and I will come to the door myself to slaughter them completely in the future!"

Although his tone was very calm, everyone shuddered.

Because this is really like Zhan Wuque's style, you can go to the door by pursuing it to the end.

"Just, it's up to you?" the eldest prince laughed, "Well, I'll tell you to let you know what it means to hit a stone with an egg and what is true despair!"

"Its name is, Blood Killing Hall!"

The eldest prince's tone became loud.

"The Blood Killing Hall is actually the largest killer organization in Qingzhou!"

Someone exclaimed in secret.

"Blood Killing Hall, I know that just two days ago, a half-step martial spirit elder in Yunxia Peak was assassinated by the killer of the Blood Killing Hall!"

"I have also heard about this. I heard that the master of Yunxia Peak, a martial spirit powerful man, did not stop the man even if he took action!"

"The killer in the Blood Killing Hall is strange and can blend into the void. He is very fast, without a trace, and has superb assassination methods. Many people don't know how to die!"

Some people were terrified.

The most important thing is that there have been no failed cases since the birth of the Blood Killing Palace. All the orders received were assassinated successfully, which made people frightened. The people listed as targets were basically half buried.

"The only doubt is that every time the Blood Killing Hall takes action, it is a sky-high price. I'm afraid the only prince can't invite this Killing Buddha, right?" Many people thought secretly, and were randomly guessing.

The king of the country naturally realized this. He struggled to sit up and said anxiously, "You unfilial son! Could it be that you gave the mountains and rivers of my Tianlong Empire to the end?"

"Swish!"

The sword flashed, and the eldest prince's head flew high.

What's strange is that no trace of blood flowed out, but countless white insects crawled out, burning away by Zhan Wuque's strange fire.

"He has been refined into an insect puppet by someone," Zhan Wuque glanced at it and said lightly.

I think this is the price paid by the eldest prince. To become a puppet of the killer organization, the next thing should be to seize the position of the king of the country, turn the eldest prince into a puppet king, and control a country.

The king naturally thought of this and felt a terrifying.

Even the princes and young men retreated repeatedly, their faces changed drastically.

The eldest prince turned into a puppet. If he wanted to ascend to the position of lord, all the princes and princesses here would be stumbling blocks and would definitely die.

In other words, Zhan Wuque saved their lives.

"Young Master Zhan, I said, one person does things and one person does it. Please don't make things difficult for others," the king said with coughing blood.

"At this point, we will be clear about our grudges," Zhan Wuque spoke slowly and turned around and left.

The eldest prince has died, and the king overdraws his vitality and cannot live for a moment. Both of them have died at their own hands, so he should leave.

When the Lord of Guiyi Pavilion and the Blood Killing Palace heard the news, they would definitely chase him.

You must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Seeing Zhan Wuque disappearing into the horizon, the king spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"Father!"

"Father!"

"Lord!"

...

Everyone looked sad.

"Tell me my will and make Ziwei the next king!"

"Also, you must never provoke Zhan Wuque and you must not be enemies with him!"

"Hear? Answer me!"

The king seemed to be in a flash of light, his face was rosy and his voice was loud.

"Abide by the order!"

Leading with Ziwei, everyone kneeled down and bowed.

The king looked at the direction of Zhan Wuque's departure, his eyes gradually faded, he felt unwilling, regretful, and resentful. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and fell down.

Lord, die!

Seven days later, Princess Ziwei ascended the throne with a crown on her head and issued two imperial edicts in a row.

First, all the family forces involved in the siege were eliminated, while those forces who helped were fully supported.

The second time, an army was immediately sent to the Great Qin Empire and took Ziwei's will to form an alliance with the Great Qin Empire.

The third-class empire took the initiative to form an alliance with the ninth-class empire, which is a fantasy to others.

But all this changes because of one person, and the battle is indecisive!

He is one person, comparable to hundreds of countries.

"Zhan Wuque, I believe that one day, you will come back."

In the empty and deserted Golden Palace, Ziwei sat on the dragon throne, looking into the distance, muttering to herself, and a strange look appeared on her face.

...

The Tianlong Empire, a land at the extreme west, is also known as the Western Regions, and is famous for its vast desert.

In this desert, there is a group of poisonous scorpion creatures. When they reach the fourth level, they will generate a low-level demon fire.

Although this kind of demon fire is very complicated, it is at least a fourth-level demon fire. It can be sold at a high price. Every year, many warriors will join forces to kill.

The nameless town ten miles away from the desert welcomed an uninvited guest today.

A young man with a peak cultivation level of a great martial artist.

This made many people look surprised and look over.

The environment in the Western Regions is harsh, with all kinds of poisonous insects and monsters. If you don’t have the cultivation level of King Wu, you will die.

So basically all those who come here are the strong Martial Kings. Many people have seen a young man from a great martial arts master here for the first time.

"It's really a search for death!"

"Another boy who doesn't know how high the world is!"

Someone sneered in a low voice.

"Can he get the news? Why is it so fast?" a thin black man whispered.

"It should be a coincidence that even if he gets the news, there will be many people here in a few days. Then we will go in together and just treat this kid as cannon fodder and explore the way."
Chapter completed!