Jing Xian had anger on his face. It was the first time he saw such a disobedient person. Did he really think he wouldn't dare to take action?
In fact, subconsciously, he was most worried about the futility of controlling the Zhou clan members. If Zhou Yuan went all out and ignored the lives of his clan members, then his plan would fail.
But at this moment, Jing Xian had to kill the chicken to scare the monkey. He wanted Zhou Yuan to know the consequences of disobedience.
The seven or eight Zhou clan members all looked at Zhou Yuan in horror, and above their heads, the sword had already fallen.
call out!
At this moment, a dark blue stream of light suddenly flew out of Zhou Yuan's hand at an extremely fast speed, faster than Zhou Yuan's sword before. It penetrated directly into the void, made a low sound of breaking through the air, and rushed forward.
After Zhou Yuan threw out the stream of light, he took only half a step, and the stream of light was already in front of the first one.
puff!
The big knife in the man's hand only fell into the air. Before the man could react, the blue stream of light passed directly through his chest. He didn't even have time to bring out the blood. The stream of light had already passed through the man before he felt any pain.
on the second person's chest.
Then the third person.
The fourth person.
Puff puff!
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the bodies of the followers brought by Jing Xian were pierced by the blue stream of light.
The next moment, their bodies froze, and the sword in their hands did not fall after all, and then they all opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces.
But they still didn't have time to see the stream of light clearly, and their bodies exploded one by one in an instant, turning into blood mist, with all kinds of broken limbs and broken arms, internal organs flying everywhere, the scene was bloody in the blink of an eye, and some of the Zhou clan members kneeling on the ground,
He was spattered with blood.
Under the impact of this speed, their physical bodies can be said to be as brittle as paper walls and cannot bear it at all.
The blue streamer rotates in the field.
It wasn't until he was close to Jing Xian that Jing Xian reacted.
His face was full of shock, and he quickly raised the spear in his hand to block.
Boom!
Sparks burst out, and the stream of light collided with the spear. The spear instantly broke into two pieces. Jing Xian opened his mouth and spat out blood. He flew backwards for dozens of feet, and his body rolled up hundreds of floor tiles.
Zhou Yuan gently raised his hand, and the light flew into his hand and turned into a bracelet as dark blue as the sea.
The bracelet is crystal clear and spotless.
"Is this the power of spiritual weapons?" Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, and his footsteps never stopped. It only took him half a step to resolve the crisis.
Walking in front of his father Zhou Canghai, Zhou Yuan immediately took out a pill and fed it into his father's mouth.
The next moment, Zhou Canghai's originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and the blood hole on his chest stopped bleeding and scabbed.
Next to him, Su Ruobing looked around blankly, and then looked at Zhou Yuan in confusion.
At the same time, some members of the Zhou clan closed their eyes, thinking that they were about to die. However, after waiting for a long time, they were still safe, and then they opened their eyes and looked around.
The surrounding ground was covered with bloodstains and various internal organs and limbs.
They were also stained with a lot of blood.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was almost nauseating.
Only then did they realize that they were not dead, but those strong men brought by Jing Xian were dead.
"What did I see just now? A blue meteor..." An old man from the Zhou family stared at Zhou Yuan in shock.
But no one paid attention to him, they just thought he was old and dim.
At the scene, few people saw the Magic Sea Star Blue Bracelet. The Zhou clan members still don’t know how those people died. They believe that it was Zhou Yuan who did it. As for the method, they have a narrow vision.
How to know.
On the other side, Jing Xian, dressed in tatters, climbed up from the ruins not far away.
He raised his head and saw Zhou Yuan standing in front of him.
Jing Xian suddenly trembled all over. Previously he could still take people of the Zhou clan as hostages, but now he was unarmed and at the ninth level of foundation building, he had no one to rely on.
Although they were in the same realm, Zhou Yuan stood in front of him like a god and demon, making him unable to resist at all.
"What is that? It can even break my mysterious weapon?" Jing Xian looked at the spear that was broken into two pieces on the ground and asked.
His spear is a mysterious weapon, extremely strong.
However, under the impact of the blue stream of light, it broke directly. Jing Xian's arms were trembling, the tiger's mouth was split open, and blood was flowing.
Zhou Yuan's eyes were cold, "Even mystical weapons can be broken, you think about it yourself."
Jing Xian was shocked. What else could be used to break the mysterious weapon? It was naturally a spiritual weapon one level higher than the mysterious weapon. But how could Zhou Yuan have a spiritual weapon? The entire Tianyun Kingdom might not have one.
A spiritual weapon is not a piece of cabbage after all.
"Okay, you can hit the road."
Zhou Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his sword.
"What?" Jing Xian was immediately shocked. For the first time, he felt the horror of death.
After all, the gap was too big. One moment, he was controlling a group of Zhou clan members and showing off his power in front of Zhou Yuan. The next moment, he would become the dead soul of Zhou Yuan.
Due to the thought, Jing Xian immediately collapsed on the ground and couldn't help but shrink back a distance.
"Zhou Yuan, you can't kill me. You have to think clearly. I am a general of a country, and you are just a commoner. You and your family are just citizens of Tianyun Kingdom."
Jing Xian said quickly.
Zhou Yuan sneered, "Then what if I have to kill him?"
Jing Xian said: "Then you are guilty of murdering a court official. This is disobedience and rebellion."
"Rebellion? Whose rebellion? Yun Zheng?" Zhou Yuan continued with disdain on his face: "When I was at Seven Star Academy, I killed all the people around Yun Zheng. Even his confidant Xiao Yang, I didn't
In my eyes, do you think I will let you, a little general, go?"
"Besides, a general of a country serves the country and its people. You, a small general from a small place, have no merits or great achievements, but you are bullying and killing civilians in Tianluo City. What qualifications do you have to call yourself a general of a country?"
As Zhou Yuan spoke, the long sword in his hand was placed between Jing Xian's eyebrows.
Jing Xian suddenly trembled, his eyes filled with fear.
He is just a small general next to King Anyang. He has never even been on the battlefield. He cannot be compared with the generals of a country.
However, as a general, he was usually aloof, and when he was ordered to come here to deal with Zhou Yuan, he never thought that he would die in such a remote town.
"Sir, spare your life. I don't want to die. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't threaten you with the lives of your people. Besides, King Anyang is a member of the royal family. If you kill me, King Anyang will never let you go." Jing Xian
With a grimace, he quickly knelt on the ground.
Zhou Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he finally understood that it was the third prince Yun Zheng who wanted him to die after all.
And that King Anyang was the person beside Yun Zheng.
"If I let you go today, won't there be more people who want to threaten me with the lives of my people in the future?"
Zhou Yuan sneered and thrust out the long sword in his hand.
"No..." Jing Xian yelled, but saw that the sword blade had already penetrated his eyebrows and pierced his head.
Jing Xian's eyes widened, bloodshot, and he was dead.
Zhou Yuan's move was to scare the monkeys. He was afraid that his enemies would threaten him with his clansmen, who were his weak point. After this experience, he believed that no one would easily threaten his clansmen again.
Jing Xian was worthy of being a general. Zhou Yuan took away his Na Ring and found that there were many good things in it.
From the beginning to the end, everyone in the Zhou clan stared at Zhou Yuan in shock.
Naturally, they would not blame Zhou Yuan for killing a general. After all, they were in the same spirit. They were just surprised that Zhou Yuan was able to pull him back despite being at a disadvantage.
The other clan members were safe and sound, but a dozen guards died. Someone immediately ordered the scene to be cleared.
Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, carried his father on his back and entered the room to treat his injuries.
After a long while, Zhou Mengyun, Zhou Ningxue and others slowly came back to their senses.
…
The imperial capital, Anyang Palace.
Sitting in the main hall was a middle-aged man with a full beard. He had a strong aura and was not angry or intimidating.
When Jing Xian died, someone discovered that the jade slip was broken.
After a while, someone immediately ran into the hall carrying Jing Xian's broken jade slip and kowtowed to the bearded middle-aged man.
"Sorry, my lord, Jing Xian was injured in the process of chasing Zhou Yuan."
The servant stated to King Anyang who was sitting upright.
"Dead?" The bearded King Anyang was startled. He raised his hand and the cracked jade slip flew into his hand. Inside the jade slip, there was a faint scene of Jing Xian's final death struggle.
Snapped!
King Anyang threw the jade slip on the ground and said angrily: "What a brainless person. He thought that by threatening his family, Zhou Yuan would be captured without mercy. He deserves to die."
King Anyang did not feel sad because of Jing Xian's death.
Jing Xian was just a small general he conferred, and there were many masters under his command.
"Your Majesty, this Zhou Yuan is too strong. Jing Xian and Mr. Liu are both at the ninth level of foundation construction. Even if they pursue him in such a large battle, they will be defeated. I heard that he was once in Seven Stars."
In the academy, we are on a par with Zhao Wuya who is in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. I think that if you want to kill him, you have to be a master in the Spiritual Transformation Realm."
The servant bowed and suggested.
King Anyang frowned slightly, "It seems that I have to do it myself."
In the entire Anyang Palace, among the powerful people who have reached the spirit transformation realm, one is him, Prince Anyang, and the other is a guest minister he recruited many years ago.
And getting rid of Zhou Yuan was something he promised sworn in front of Yun Zheng.
The warriors at the Foundation Establishment Realm no longer pose a threat to Zhou Yuan, so he must take action himself.
"Third Prince, I have risked my life for you. I hope you will become the prince in the future, otherwise my efforts will be in vain." Prince Anyang said secretly to himself.
Today, Emperor Yun is aging, and when the new crown prince ascends the throne, the entire Tianyun Kingdom will look completely different.
And he, King Anyang, naturally had to find a backer in advance. Otherwise, even if he survived when the new emperor ascended the throne, his status would be in jeopardy if he was suppressed by the new emperor.
To be precise, whenever a new emperor ascends the throne and dynasties change, their subordinates will be anxious and uneasy. Although they are princes, they will inevitably be replaced by new forces. After all, the new emperor's three goals in taking office are not a joke, everything is in jeopardy.
It is necessary to rectify, abandon the old and welcome the new.
After making a decision, King Anyang called for the guest.
After some discussion, the two masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm finally decided that for the sake of safety, they would act together and get rid of Zhou Yuan no matter what.
A few days later, they took a group of subordinates and set out on the road in disguise.
At the same time, news of the death of Youquan, one of the Four Dharma Kings, was also sent back to Xingyue Tower.