Wearing rich brocade clothes and a beautiful golden crown on his head. If you ignore the look of kidney deficiency revealed by the horse face, it all shows this person's noble status.
His long black hair was scattered and hanging casually, making him look particularly embarrassed.
Being pushed gently by the beggar-looking Baidu King behind him, the Korean Crown Prince could not control his body's center of gravity and staggered forward.
When he stood up and saw the young man standing in front of him, a strong light of hope burst out in his eyes.
"Did the father send you to save me?" He couldn't stop the rising joy in his heart, to be able to come here and talk to this young man about his great ability.
Zheng Ze did not answer, but looked at the King of Hundred Poisons who once again grasped the prince's collar and stared at him warily.
"It seems that your master has not taught you what respect is."
With a slight wave of the long sword in his hand, a stream of air passed in front of him, as if cutting him off from the other side. At the same time, flames ignited on the long sword, and in the air in front of him, there was the sound of "Fa Chu Chi Chi".
The poisonous poison is burned by the flames and turns into invisible fly ash.
The King of Hundred Poisons snorted, "You can pretend to be a god or a ghost. That stupid woman Yan Lingji can be fooled by you, but I can't!"
These days, although Yan Lingji also cooperates with her actions, she shows no respect for Tianze in her words and deeds. If the master hadn't stopped her, he would have made her understand the meaning of respect and inferiority.
However, after seeing Zheng Ze who caused all this, as long as he is killed, she can more clearly understand the consequences of a commoner who dares to disrespect His Highness Tianze.
Seeing the eagerness in the eyes of the King of Poisons, Zheng Ze raised his lips slightly. All along, the longer they lived, the more they seemed to stick to their own ideas. Even if the ideas were stupid and were like being used as a prison, they were still willing to stay in that cage.
of prisoners.
Among Tianze's four attendants, King Baidu is his most loyal believer, so he has the greatest hostility towards himself, who once embarrassed Tianze.
Shaking his head, he raised his sword and pointed it at him, "Within three swords, you will kneel down and look at me!"
Before Baidu King could respond, the figure of Zheng Ze in front of him disappeared instantly.
Seeing this, the warning sign in the heart of the Hundred Poison King was strong, and he immediately reacted. A green poisonous mist condensed on his hand, and he watched the surroundings vigilantly.
Suddenly, a strong wind hit his face. The King of Hundred Poisons let out a light roar and waved his right hand towards where the wind came from. The poisonous mist instantly spread forward.
However, the green mist penetrated into the air without causing any abnormality. When the King of Hundred Poisons observed carefully with his old green eyes, a sharp murderous intention immediately struck him.
"The first sword, break the defense." Zheng Ze's voice fell lightly, followed by a sharp sword light, with cold killing intent, falling towards the poisonous mist on his hands.
He had no time to retract his hands, and the sword edge swiped across his palms, bringing with it poisonous blood. The next moment, Zheng Ze appeared beside him.
The long sword vibrated slightly, knocking the blood off the blade, without giving King Baidu any chance to breathe. Zheng Ze once again bullied him at the speed of Mo Crow, which King Baidu couldn't react to.
This time, he had no intention of hiding. He simply stood in front of the King of Hundred Poisons and struck him with the second sword.
"The second sword, cut off the tendon!"
As his voice came, so did his sword.
His movements were elegant but swift, and his sword power was sharp and decisive. There was nothing fancy about it. Before the old King of Hundred Poisons could counterattack, he had no means to counterattack himself. The sword blade accurately cut the meridians on his wrist.
, picking out large blood flowers.
"Ah!" This time, the Hundred Poison King could no longer hold back and made a sound of pain.
At the same time, there was a look of fear in the green eyes. How could it be like this?
It was clear that a few days ago, this person was just a scumbag with five levels of inner breath. Even now, he was only at six levels of inner breath. How could he have such speed and swordsmanship?
This isn't fair!
If she had known that his movement skills and swordsmanship were so extraordinary, there was no way she would have asked Da to get up close and personal with him.
Baiyue witchcraft is not good at close combat.
Without giving him any chance to express his dissatisfaction, Zheng Ze swung his sword and placed his left hand on the sword. His deepest thoughts...
At this moment, one could vaguely see that something seemed to be injected into the long sword in his hand, and then Zheng Ze moved forward.
"The third sword..."
The sword was like a rainbow, carrying the purest and sharpest cold killing intent, heading towards the King of Hundred Poisons who desperately covered his wrist.
A look of fear appeared on his old face, and he felt a slight chill coming from his neck. This coldness seemed to solidify the blood surging in his arteries.
However, the next moment, a "ding" sound came from my ears.
This was certainly not the appearance of a system. The long sword was placed on his neck, and an iron rope stretched out, like a poisonous snake wrapping around its prey. It entangled the sword in Zheng Ze's hand several times, preventing its sharp blade from kissing Baidu.
King's fragile neck.
Following the iron rope and looking towards where it came from, Zheng Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pouring his inner breath into his arms, and his arms instantly entered a state of strength.
"Kneel down!"
The next moment, the King of Hundred Poisons felt an irresistible force coming from his shoulders. The force was as heavy as a mountain and made him bend his knees in an instant and kneel on the ground.
At the same time, his internal organs were unable to withstand such a powerful confrontation, and large amounts of blood spurted out from his mouth.
A strange figure crossed his arms and walked slowly towards this side. There was no expression on his face. He glanced at the severely injured men and then focused on Zheng Ze.
"Confidence is a good thing, but it can also be a reason for failure." He stared at Zheng Ze with strange vertical eyes, and his tone did not sound good.
The forces in Xinzheng that have contact with him can be roughly divided into the unknown forces represented by Ye Mu, Liusha and Zheng Ze. As for the Fourth Young Master Han Yu or other forces, they are not directly connected to him.
He hates Ye Mu, ignores Quicksand, and ignores Zheng Ze, because the Gu mother who controls him is still in Ye Mu's hands, and he does not resist accepting kindness from other people.
But the poisonous snake will not be willing to be controlled and driven, even at night. If the person in front of him has similar thoughts, he doesn't mind letting him feel the feeling of night at this time.
Anyway, he has the final say whether South Korea is in chaos or not.
Withdrawing the sword that was pressing on the Hundred Poison King's shoulders, Tianze also pulled back the iron rope.
"If your men were smart enough, they wouldn't show their teeth at me." Zheng Ze shook his head, took out a handkerchief from his body, and wiped his sword.
It was not that he deliberately wanted to imitate the former master of Eternal Night and act cool, but that the Hundred Poison King was sent to him, and he just happened to verify his own level, and he also happened to test something on the Hundred Poison King.
"If you were smart enough, you shouldn't be in this place now." Tianze's vertical pupils looked at Zheng Ze coldly. His long blue-purple hair moved automatically without wind, and the six iron ropes behind him twisted like poisonous snakes, looking for the enemy.
Be on guard against opportunities for oversight.
Although he was defeated by Zheng Ze, Tianze is not afraid of him. Just like Bai Yifei, he is very strong, but as long as a person cares about something, he is not unable to resist.
The prince in his hand is his most important bargaining chip, used to exchange for controlling his Gu mother. He doesn't care who sends it to him, as long as the result is right, nothing else matters.
Zheng Ze shook his head and glanced at him, "You're still not smart enough."
At this time, the prince, who was originally extremely frightened, saw that Zheng Ze easily defeated this bad old man who tortured him. For a moment, joy emerged from the bottom of his heart and appeared on his face, which was uncontrollable.
"Quickly, get me out! Get me out. I can give you whatever you want!" Almost rolling and crawling, the prince took staggering steps and ran behind Zheng Ze as if he was running away.
The skirt of his clothes.
Walking to his side, an invisible sense of security instantly enveloped him. He noticed the King of Hundred Poisons next to him, tugging on Zheng Ze's clothes, and pointing his other hand at the King of Hundred Poisons who was kneeling on the ground.
"Kill him, kill him for my prince. Oh, and him!" It was unclear whether it was fear or joy. His body was trembling constantly, and he raised his arm and pointed at Tianze not far away.
Although he was hiding behind Zheng Ze, he still did not dare to look at Tianze's cold vertical eyes. That gaze had already created an indelible fear in his heart.
However, Zheng Ze's heroic performance made him suddenly feel great courage in a short period of time. There are still such strong ministers in South Korea, servants of their royal family, who came to save him.
What else is there to be afraid of? He encouraged himself in his heart.
"Kill them, I, I will ask my father to make you a general. They are all trash, they are all trash!"
He kept talking, and by the time he finished speaking, his words were somewhat incoherent and without any connection.
Feeling that he was constantly tugging on his clothes, Zheng Ze frowned, turned around, and looked at the respected Korean prince. At this moment, he was bent over and trembling, much like a man whose spine had been broken. He only dared to
A trembling dog hiding in the corner with its tail between its legs.
Seeing this scene, Tianze folded his arms and looked at it with indifferent eyes, without any expression.
The prince's life is now in his hands and no one can take it away.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince raised his head when he heard the voice, and at the same time he felt his wrist was suddenly pinched. He wanted to move, but it felt like it was tightly imprisoned by iron pliers and he could not move.
Taking his hand away, Zheng Ze looked at Han Fei and Han Yu's brother-in-law, "His Royal Highness, do you want to kill them?"
Although the other party seemed to dislike his own hands, the prince at this time was already flawlessly caring about this and just kept nodding, "Yes, I order you to kill these thieves quickly!"
Hearing his voice that seemed to suddenly harden, Zheng Ze raised the corner of his mouth slightly, suddenly raised his hand, and handed the long sword into his hand.
"He has no strength. The prince might as well kill him with his own hands." He stared closely at the prince's frightened and arrogant eyes, with vague flames flickering in his pupils.
Feeling a sword being stuffed into his hand, the prince's first reaction was to tremble. He raised his head blankly and looked at Zheng Ze's face. This was a little different from what he had imagined.
"No, no..." With a sharp weapon in his hand, the prince's body couldn't stop shaking like chaff.
"Don't be afraid. With just a wave of your hand, the sword can easily cut through his neck and pierce his blood vessels. Then his blood will continue to spurt out, like rain. If you get close, it will spray on his face.
You can still feel the warmth of the blood. Then you will see him unable to breathe, looking at you in pain, and slowly dying."
Every word Zheng Ze spoke seemed to have a magical power, making him gradually settle down.
"It's okay, he actually dares to do that to you, kill him!" Zheng Ze said softly.
"Kill him!" The prince's eyes were a little dull and he repeated Zheng Ze's voice.
Immediately, his body turned around and walked step by step towards the King of Hundred Poisons who was still kneeling on the ground.
"kill him……"
The iron rope behind Tianze was waiting for the opportunity to move, watching the whole process without saying a word.
But a strange look flashed across his cold face. Not only did he know Yan Lingji's fire technique, he could even use the fire charm technique.
You must know that Yan Lingji has a special physique and her unique charm, so she can use this charm technique.
He didn't know if Zheng Ze had a special physique, at least he didn't feel this unique charm from Zheng Ze.
Just watching the Korean prince walking towards the seriously injured King of Hundred Poisons with a dull expression, he looked at the enemy prince with interest, his hands clenching the hilt of the sword unnaturally, facing the old man in front of him.
Feeling the prince approaching step by step, Baidu King showed nervousness in his eyes. He looked at Zheng Ze and then at Tianze, not knowing what they were doing for a while.
When the prince took the last step, he stood in front of him, raising his sword in both hands.
The dark green pupils of the Hundred Poison King looked at him closely, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, cold and dangerous.
Bang——
When the long sword was about to fall, it suddenly fell to the ground without warning. The prince's face was filled with fear again. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and all the bones in his body. He was limp.
He collapsed on the ground and held his head in his hands.
"No, no, I can't kill, I can't kill..."
Seeing his appearance, Tianze's lips slightly raised in a sarcastic arc.
Seeing this, Zheng Ze sighed. It seems that the fire charm technique can only cause certain cognitive errors in people, and it even depends on the mental state of the person being used.
This should be regarded as a very clever psychological suggestion, but it is enough.
He walked forward, picked up the long sword that fell on the ground, and returned it to its sheath.
"Have you had enough fun?" Tianze said calmly.
Looking into those vertical pupils again, Zheng Ze nodded, "You will get what you want. He is still useful to me. You should understand what I mean."
As he said that, he glanced at the prince who was cowering at the side.
Tianze didn't say anything more about this, and two iron ropes suddenly came out from behind him, one wrapped around the King of Hundred Poisons, and the other wrapped around the Prince, and pulled him back behind him.
"I won't accept chips that only exist in your mouth. Maybe you should think about how to explain to them." He left a faint voice and walked towards the back, which was the unguarded door.
At the same time, several doors opened wide, and Wei Zhuang, Mo Ya and others, as well as the forbidden troops behind them, broke in.
Looking at these people, Zheng Ze shook his head. When everyone was focused on the chessboard, they never thought that someone would directly lift it?
