God Emperor

Xue Jingtian used his hand as a knife, formed an arc, and slashed towards Zhang Shaochu's neck.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound in the sky, and a sword light flew down, emitting a brilliant sword light, flying down from the top of Xue Jingtian's right arm.

"Chi!"

An arm was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground.

Crimson blood gushed out from Xue Jingtian's arms. At the same time, a powerful sword energy poured into his body from the wound, constantly destroying his meridians and blood vessels.

"Who? Who is it?"

Xue Jingtian held back the severe pain, looked at the dark night sky, and roared loudly.

He used his true energy to seal the meridians on his right shoulder to prevent blood loss. But that sword energy broke through his true energy in just an instant and surged toward his heart and sea of ​​energy.

Zhang Shaochu was also startled by the sword that suddenly flew out, but instead of being frightened, he was overjoyed.

He recognized the broken sword, it was Jiu Di's sword.

"Ninth brother is back, ninth brother is back, haha!"

Zhang Shaochu laughed crazily and looked at Xue Jingtian with mocking eyes, as if to say, didn't you say that the ninth brother was dead? But, he is back now! He is back!

The martial arts masters in the black market all became nervous. They raised their swords and leaned together, as if facing a formidable enemy, alert to the surrounding disturbances.

Xue Jingtian shook his head and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Ninth Prince has been killed by the young master of the Black Market First Grade Hall. There is no way he is still alive."

Who is the young master of the Black Market Yipintang?

For Xue Jingtian, he was a big shot that could only be looked up to. With just one word, Prince Yunwu could be wiped out in ashes.

How could Zhang Ruochen escape from the hands of the young master of the black market Yipintang?

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Xue Jingtian.

"National Master, how do you know that I have been killed by the young master of the Black Market First Grade Hall?"

Hearing that voice, Xue Jingtian's body trembled, his face changed dramatically, and he slowly turned around.

A young and handsome man stood five steps away, holding a broken sword in his hand and staring at him with a pair of clear, slightly cold eyes.

"Zhang... Ruochen... why are you not dead?"

Xue Jingtian's heart twitched slightly and his face turned pale. He didn't know whether it was because of excessive blood loss or because he was frightened.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you really want me to die?"

Xue Jingtian gritted his teeth, his eyes turned cold, his murderous intent revealed, and he secretly gathered his energy.

Although he knew that Zhang Ruochen was very strong, he and Zhang Ruochen were still in a fight to the death. Why not fight to the death, maybe the situation could be reversed.

"Wow!"

Xue Jingtian suddenly took action and hit Zhang Ruochen's chest with a palm move.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Xue Jingtian's wrist with his backhand, and in just a moment, his fingers were like iron pliers, embedded directly into his flesh and blood. The pain made Xue Jingtian's face distorted and his whole body twitched.

Drops of blood flowed from Xue Jingtian's wrist.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers seemed to pinch his wrist.

"Zhang...Zhang Ruochen...you..." Xue Jingtian said sadly.

Zhang Shaochu immediately rushed forward, feeling both happy and angry at the same time, and said, "Ninth brother, kill this bastard. My father will be killed by him."

Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly. It seemed that he came back too late. What was supposed to happen had already happened.

"Zhang Ruochen, I am a member of the black market now. If you dare to touch me, the masters of the black market will cut you into pieces." Xue Jingtian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Scare me with the black market? If the black market could kill me, I wouldn't show up here."

"Caka!"

Zhang Ruochen channeled his true energy to his five fingers and exerted force. His palm was wrapped in a ball of cyan light. With a sudden twist, Xue Jingtian's arm suddenly turned into a twisted twist.

All the bones in the arm were broken.

"ah……"

Xue Jingtian let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, wailing non-stop.

"Xue Jingtian, go to hell!"

Zhang Shaochu rushed forward like crazy, and his fists fell like raindrops. Xue Jingtian was beaten until he kept wailing and rolling and crawling on the ground.

"Ninth Prince, Fourth Prince...you can't...do this...to me...save me..."

"Pah! Pah!"

I don't know how many bones in his body were broken. Even his face was dented and his head was almost smashed into bloody mud.

Xue Jingtian was beaten to death after all.

"Bang bang!"

Zhang Shaochu's fists still didn't stop and kept falling on Xue Jingtian, frantically venting the hatred and anger in his heart.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen forcibly pulled him away, and he knelt down on the ground, hugged Zhang Ruochen's feet and cried loudly, saying heartbrokenly: "Ninth brother, my father is dead, my mother and concubine are dead, my grandpa is dead. , Uncle Wan is also dead, the eldest brother is dead, the second brother is dead... everyone has been killed, you must avenge them. "

Zhang Ruochen's heart sank. He had already guessed that when Zhang Tiangui returned to Yunwu County, the royal family would undergo great changes, but he did not expect that the situation would be worse than he expected.

After all, Zhang Tiangui is a member of the royal family, how could he be so cruel?

Moreover, what worries Zhang Ruochen the most is his mother...

Even Prince Yunwu was killed, but my mother was just an ordinary person, how could she be spared?

Zhang Ruochen felt an inexplicable sadness and anger in his heart. He couldn't help but squeeze his hands tightly, and a surge of anger rose from his heart.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body, forming a violent wind and blowing away the dozens of black market warriors.

"Fuck them all to death."

Zhang Ruochen waved his arm, condensed a huge palm of zhenqi, and shot it toward the sky.

"Bang! Bang..."

There was a series of explosions, and the bodies of the dozens of black market warriors were crushed by the power of the palms of Zhenqi, turning into clouds of blood mist. A broken corpse fell from each cloud of blood mist. The head and abdomen exploded, leaving only a bloody skeleton.

"Zhang Tiangui!"

Zhang Ruochen looked up to the sky and roared loudly, his voice like thunder, resounding hundreds of miles away.

Although Zhang Ruochen only spent a short time with Concubine Lin, he felt maternal love and family affection from her. He truly regarded Concubine Lin as his mother.

As for Prince Yunwu, although Zhang Ruochen was quite dissatisfied with him and never called him "Father", Zhang Ruochen could feel Prince Yunwu's care and compensation for him.

Zhang Ruochen's image of Prince Yunwu is also constantly changing.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen planned to go back to Yunwu County after going to the Underwater Dragon Palace, and hand over some cultivation secrets and semi-saint holy intentions to Yunwu County King to help the royal warriors improve their strength.

No one expected that Zhang Tiangui would be so cruel and ruthless, not only killing his father and brother, but even destroying the entire royal family.

As Zhang Ruochen listened to Zhang Shaochu talking about what happened in the royal city and Zhang Tiangui's crimes, his face became more and more cold, and the murderous intention in his heart was stronger than ever before.

Zhang Shaochu said: "According to a guard who escaped from the palace, he saw Zhang Tiangui smash his father's head with one punch. Moreover, Xue Jingtian also said before... Zhang Tiangui is his... son, he is Born to the Queen."

"What?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Xue Jingtian thought that I was bound to die at that time, so he told the truth. There should be no lies. With his identity, he couldn't deceive a dying person." Zhang Shaochu said.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes showed strong murderous intent and said: "Zhang Tiangui... damn... but this matter must not be leaked."

Zhang Shaochu understood what Zhang Ruochen meant. After all, this matter was inherently disgraceful. Once word spread, Prince Yunwu would definitely become the laughing stock of the world's warriors.

He knew that Zhang Ruochen was protecting the dignity of Prince Yunwu.

Perhaps, this is the only thing they can do to help Prince Yunwu besides revenge.

"Ninth brother, there are many black market masters around Zhang Tiangui, and some of them are very powerful. They are definitely martial arts legends in the Tianji realm. Should we report it to the academy and let the elders of the academy make the decision for us?" Zhang Shaochu said.

"Of course I have to avenge myself." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Shaochu looked at the seriously injured sergeants, then looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "But with just a few of us, we can't kill Zhang Tiangui even if we return to the royal city."

Zhang Ruochen gently patted Zhang Shaochu on the shoulder and said, "Fourth brother, you and the sergeants have been injured, so please stay and heal! Just leave the matter of revenge to me."

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen walked towards the royal city with his heart full of thoughts, feeling indescribably heavy.

Zhang Shaochu chased after him and shouted: "Ninth brother, wait for me, even if you take revenge, I will still be counted as a share. Moreover, if you kill Zhang Tiangui, you will bear the notoriety of brother-killing. You have a bright future, tens of millions Don't do this, let me do this kind of infamy... let me do it..."

Zhang Ruochen didn't look back and kept moving forward. He seemed to be walking slowly, but he was walking ten feet at a time. Zhang Shaochu couldn't catch up.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen disappeared into the hazy night, leaving only a straight and strong back.

On the morning of the next day, Zhang Ruochen finally arrived at the foot of the royal city. He raised his head and took a look at the towering city wall.

The cold fog last night soaked his shoes and robes, and even the broken sword was covered with a layer of white frost.

"Master Chen, we've arrived at the city, why didn't you say a word?" Guo Guo showed a big, chubby face, stopped in front of Zhang Ruochen, and asked in confusion.

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, his eyes were bloodshot, and he continued to walk towards the city gate with a sword in hand.

"who?"

The soldiers guarding the city saw Zhang Ruochen coming with a sword from a distance, and immediately rushed out and surrounded Zhang Ruochen in the center.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Zhang Ruochen, with his long hair disheveled, did not stop, but said in a cold voice.