Although Zhao Huan was bloodthirsty, he would never kill indiscriminately. He was sure that there were no innocent people among these clan members, so he no longer had any worries.
Before anyone could react, the clan member closest to Zhao Huan had already flown backwards.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the tribesman hit the ground heavily, and the originally noisy courtyard fell into dead silence for an instant.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, the tribesman who was kicked away by Zhao Huan clutched his chest and tried to get up, but he tried several times but failed.
His face was extremely pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
In just a few breaths, the tribesman collapsed limply on the ground, completely motionless.
Zhu Chi was the first to react, ran over quickly, knelt down and took a closer look, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Second...Second Uncle, Zhao Huan kicked his ribs and broke his ribs. The ribs were inserted into his internal organs. He died..."
What?!
The scene was deathly silent. Everyone felt like the hairs on their bodies were standing on end, and their eyes were opening wider and wider, filled with fear.
"Are you...are you kidding?!"
"Zhao Huan really dares to kill my Zhu family?"
"Isn't this guy a coward? Why is he so vicious and kicks people to death?"
"Madman, he is a madman!"
The Zhu family members who were arrogant just now and shared the same hatred with the enemy were instantly panicked. No one expected that Zhao Huan would act so decisively and kill people at the first move...
Zhu Boping, who recovered from his daze, became furious in an instant and roared at Zhao Huan: "You madman, first you killed my son, and now you are murdering the Zhu family. Do you still have the law in your eyes?"
Facing Zhu Boping's angry rebuke, Zhao Huan remained expressionless and said coldly: "Which king's method are you talking about?"
"If this is the royal law of the Song Dynasty, killing someone to pay for his life is a matter of course."
"If it is my king's method, anyone who dares to touch the palace will die without a burial place!"
"No matter which law you follow, you will die in the Zhu family today."
Feeling the terrifying anger emanating from Zhao Huan, Zhu Boping finally realized that Zhao Huan's words and deeds were anything but child's play. This crazy and violent guy would absolutely dare to kill everyone present.
In desperation, Zhu Boping rushed to the stunned and hesitant tribesmen at the scene and screamed loudly.
"Zhao Huan is crazy!"
"In order to prevent Zhao Huan from continuing to harm others, we must surrender him immediately. As for killing or punishing him, that is Zongzheng Temple's business. We are only responsible for taking him to Zongzheng Temple."
Only then did everyone recover from the shock. They didn't dare to hesitate at all, and they immediately swarmed forward.
The tribesman closest to Zhao Huan rushed towards him, but before he could reach Zhao Huan, he was intercepted by Chang Fu.
Chang Fu, who was already furious, kicked the opponent down with flying kicks in the air, and kicked the opponent in the face.
Zhao Huan didn't show any mercy. As the eldest son of the Song Dynasty Emperor, he was skilled in the six arts. If he couldn't even deal with this bunch of bullshit nobles, then Zhao Huan wouldn't be worthy of the title of "King Ding".
Zheng Qingyun knew that Zhao Huan was very skilled, but she had never seen Zhao Huan go all out, and this time, she finally saw how fierce Zhao Huan was when he was truly furious.
Zhao Huan's moves didn't have any bells and whistles. He always hit the opponent's front door with his first move. His fists were aimed at the bridge of the nose, and his legs and feet were kicked all the way down.
This is commonly known as... defeating the enemy with one move!
In just a few moments of breathing, five members of the Zhu family were beaten to the ground by Zhao Huan, and they all huddled on the ground and wailed.
Zhao Huan and Chang Fu, one master and one servant, faced the siege of dozens of Zhu family members. Instead of falling behind, they chased each other and fought.
Zheng Qingyun was so shocked that he covered his mouth and could not speak at all, while Chen Yushu, who by chance became the maid of Prince Ding's palace, was even more stunned.
"This...this is King Ding?!"
"Oh my God, it's even scarier than the rumors say..."
Zhu Bocai and Zhu Peng's grandson had already been stunned by what happened before them.
Especially Zhu Peng, who had previously planned to bring his servants to help Zhao Huan, but found that it was not their turn to take action.
Zhao Huan, with Changfu, was simply devastating, sweeping the entire field.
Especially Zhao Huan, no matter who he faces, he will only attack with one strike and will never get a second chance.
Zhu Peng clenched his fists tightly, his face turned red, and he looked at Zhao Huan with admiration in his eyes.
Not to mention how lucky Zhu Peng is now. If he didn't have the status of "nephew", Zhu Peng couldn't even imagine his fate.
Zhu Bocai also frowned. He knew that the basic qualities of any prince were to be both civil and military. Zhao Huan's boxing and kicking skills were naturally not comparable to those of ordinary people.
But one person is chasing dozens of people and no one can withstand Zhao Huan's blow. This is too shocking.
Zhu Bocai became in awe of this son-in-law from the bottom of his heart.
All members of the same clan have been completely deceived by Zhao Huan. Zhao Huan has been decadent and useless for ten years. Everyone thought that Zhao Huan was just a good-for-nothing but a weakling. Who would have thought that this guy's martial arts skills were so strong.
Zhu Chi, who originally planned to go up to help, was so frightened that his legs became weak and he hurriedly hid behind Zhu Boping.
"Second uncle, this lunatic Zhao Huan is so terrifying!"
Zhu Boping was also shocked and sweating, but he pretended to be calm: "Humph! As the eldest son of the emperor, he has been surrounded by famous teachers since he was a child. Most of the top ten martial arts masters in Bianjing City are his teachers."
"All princes are highly skilled in martial arts, and Zhao Huan's martial arts is second only to Prince Su."
"It's a pity that King Su is a reckless man. He may have martial arts skills, but Zhao Huan holds his head and cleans him up. He is already a useless person."
"Now in the entire Bianjing city, I can probably count on one hand the number of people who can surpass Zhao Huan in terms of boxing and kicking skills."
Only then did Zhu Chi suddenly realize that Zhao Huan was indeed useless, but he was not useless since he was a child. He was once the apple of His Majesty's eye, so he naturally had to devote all his efforts to cultivating him.
How could an ordinary person be able to compete with the top-notch civil and martial arts of the Song Dynasty?!
Half of the dozens of clan members were knocked down by Zhao Huan on the spot, while the remaining clan members were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, their calves became weak, and they no longer dared to approach Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan shook off the blood stained on his hands, but his face was still expressionless. His extremely angry and cold look made everyone present break out in cold sweat.
"Surrender me? What a joke! As the eldest son of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, if I are captured by you, I might as well find a piece of tofu and kill me."
"Zhu Boping, don't you want Xiaochai to be buried with your son? Then today, I will let your entire Zhu family be buried with Xiaochai."
Zhu Boping clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the fear in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said: "Why am I afraid of you?"
"Just take action, and I will give you this life in exchange for your entire Dingwang Palace!"