The king does not see the king [Honghuang]

When he stabbed that sword, it was the first time he killed someone.

That sword cut through the sky like a meteor in an instant.

The splashing blood is like flowers blooming in full bloom, brightening the monotonous colors of winter.

As beautiful as he imagined.

Before counting interest.

"Being brave as a general, your father led an army of 20 troops to perish in the southern wilderness. You are not enough to die. Since you are a son, you should be punished by him." Said the Lord of the Great Xia Kingdom in the Yaotai Imperial Palace.

"For the benevolence of the king, Yizhao is not enough to die, but my brother is young, I beg Your Majesty to spare his life." Ji Yizhao knelt down at His Royal Highness, and replied in this way.Living in a world without WIFI is already hard enough, please don't bother me, Your Majesty.

"Young?" The handsome and majestic emperor looked contemptuous, "The elixir of Zifu needs three thousand boys' flesh and blood, and your two brothers just make up for it. All your brothers will be loyal to the country."

Ji Yizhao sighed slightly, raised his head and asked, "Your Majesty, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"It's interesting for ants to survive." The emperor smiled, "Then save your life first, and use your brother's."

Ji Yizhao knew it was useless to talk too much.

So he drew his sword.

That is the most brilliant firework in the world.

Faster than the flood, faster than the light of the sky.

The frightening sword light, as natural as it is, slashed across the throat of the licentious emperor.

One knife, two paragraphs.

The surrounding courtiers and guards were stunned.

The imperial palace was extremely quiet for a while, only the ticking sound of bleeding to the ground could be clearly discerned.

Ji Yizhao put away his sword and stood up, looked around quietly, picked up the younger brother who was kneeling under his highness, and walked out of the palace steadily and calmly.

It was the same as he had met countless times before.

"He, he killed His Majesty—" a trembling voice sounded suddenly, and when he said it at the end, it almost pierced the sky sharply.

"Noisy!" Ji Yizhao didn't look back, but used his finger as a sword and made a vain stroke.

In the next second, the speaker fell to the ground.

For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and no one made a sound.

Walking out of the grand hall, paving the road with jade stones, the Daxia Palace, inheriting the heaven and acting as the god, even in the cold winter, it is still colorful and beautiful.

However, within a very short distance, hundreds of guards have already raised their bows and arrows.

"Kill him, it will be disadvantageous for us to protect His Majesty, if we don't kill him, we will be punished by the clan!" A guard yelled.

laugh! !As if receiving a signal, hundreds of metal arrows shot down all over the sky in an instant, ripping through the air with a sharp sound.

It seems that today can't be good.

Although it was not intended to be good.

Ji Yizhao was thinking like this, but he didn't stop when he struck. As the long sword rose and fell, countless sword shadows appeared, as if a white lotus was blooming. From an extremely delicate angle, he easily picked up the flying arrows and attacked them. Lord.

puff puff!

It was the sound of arrows piercing flesh and blood being counterattacked.

"Brother, brother!" The child in his arms was dumbfounded, "When did you become so powerful?"

"No way, my brother has always been relatively low-key." Ji Yizhao expressed a lot of pressure, and then lowered his voice, "Actually, I didn't know I was so good."

He really didn't lie about this, although he only calculated this set of Dayan swordsmanship that took five years a few days ago, but he learned it and put it into practice too quickly, without any psychological preparation at all.

"But brother, you just killed His Majesty. He is a strong man in the eighth heaven! The person I admire most!" the younger brother said anxiously, pulling his clothes.

"I'm really sorry about this, you can change to another cult." Ji Yizhao shrugged, "Dongsheng Shenzhou stretches for millions of miles, endless, and some of them are goals."

"Then brother, have you reached Jiuchongtian?" The younger brother blinked his eyes, and jumped out of his arms in excitement.

"No, it's just that the calculation ability is too strong, and it can be predicted like a fortune teller." Ji Yizhao replied, killing a group of knights next to him.

However, the last sword passed, and he stopped.

A middle-aged old man stood on a horse, firmly seated in the middle of the road, his black armor was like a mountain, it was the rust after the blood dried up.

"Master." Ji Yizhao tore off the hem of the two robes, tied his younger brother to his chest in a calm manner, and said, "I did what you wanted to do but didn't dare to do, I killed the tyrant Si Kui, As a reward, shouldn't you get out of the way?"

The other party's eyes were like knives, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "You were born with a broken sea of ​​energy in your dantian, unable to gather true energy, but you don't want to, it's all a disguise."

"That's not true." Ji Yizhao smiled, "Although this world is not very scientific, it is still possible to condense true energy in another place, but since you are the special envoy sent by His Majesty to monitor me, the proton , I’m really sorry I didn’t tell you.”

"Everyone is their master, don't talk nonsense, let me see the ability of the son of a tiger!" The middle-aged man reversed his spear, and almost at the same time, the horse's hoof resounded, and the tip of the spear was cold, and it was close at hand.

Ji Yizhao didn't move his body, turned his head slightly, and within a fraction of a centimeter, the spear brushed past his ear, and the long sword in his left hand pierced through the air, as if the enemy had voluntarily bumped into him.

The other party was quick to wit, pulled the rein sharply, and fell to the right, the long sword only cut a shallow wound, however, the next sword came first, and the previous sword became an afterimage.

how can that be!

In desperation, the opponent abandoned his horse and rolled to the ground, and suddenly distanced himself from him.

"Thank you, teacher." Ji Yizhao got on his horse, "Goodbye... well, if it's like this again, it's better not to see each other. After ten years of care, Yizhao has a chance to report again. By the way, I know you will control you Ma told him to throw me off, but if you don't want to die, better not do it."

"..."

Arima felt very different, Ji Yizhao finally rushed out of the palace after quickly killing his way out.

Although there was still a long tail running behind him, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Because although this city is known as the capital of the king, it is just a big ancient town, and a town in ancient times.

There is absolutely absolutely no such thing as urban planning!

The thatched huts of the poor and the stone houses of the rich are intertwined in a disorderly manner, large and small high and low human and animal fences (the prices and conditions of human slaves and livestock in the fences are not much different), and there are branches for drying clothes and various Even if it wasn't the first time Ji Yizhao came here, he still felt a little nervous.

But obviously the pursuers behind were even more miserable. More than one or two fell off their horses there, failed to jump over the fence accurately, and were knocked down by the clothes pole...

As a scientist who could find the square root with bare hands before time travel, Ji Yizhao has never been as grateful for his outrageous calculation ability as he is today.

When passing through the alley of the last residential house, Ji Yizhao thought for a while, stood guard at the exit, took out a long sword, took out one, and cleaned up the other.

When No. 12 were cleaned up, no cavaliers appeared again.

It seems that this equestrian test is very difficult to pass.

Ji Yizhao changed the horses and released the remaining horses from different directions.I chose a direction by myself, whipped my horse and ran to the distance.

"Brother, where are we going?" Xiao Douding in his arms tried to get his head out of the fabric, and asked with watery eyes.

"Nan Huang, go find your father. After all, we are also the second generation of power. We have to see people in life, and we have to see people in death." Ji Yizhao held the rein with one hand, and put on his brother's tiger fur hat with the other. It's cold, don't let my brother catch a cold.

"Then we won't go back and be hostages?" the younger brother asked curiously.

"We can only be minced meat when we go back. Besides, we were sent here as hostages when we were born. I have been here for 13 years. If my brother thinks that five years is not enough to go back, then brother will not accompany him."

"My brother is bad! I don't want to go back."

"That's right, Brother cheer up, we have to go through five levels and kill six generals."

"Is it the same as the Huang Feihu in the story my brother told me?" The younger brother was very excited, do you want the myth to reappear?

"I've told you so many stories, can't you use Guan Yunchang as a comparison?" Ji Yizhao was a little depressed. The Wucheng King in Fengshen has such a low force value, how can he compare with me.

"But Guan Gong's face is very red, my brother's face has never been red..." The younger brother was a little puzzled.

"... Brat, you want to say that I have a thick skin, don't you?"

"Hee hee, brother is shy."

"..."

The author has something to say: The background of this article is a half-truth, the world of immortals and demons a thousand years after the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. At that time, the etiquette was not complete, and the titles of the kings were very confusing. If you have any questions, please do not correct them.