Yi Chenzi knew better than anyone that Qin Wushuang's goal was to be the second Martial Saint.
Although he threatened to turn the Western Chu Kingdom into the second Wu Kingdom, it was expected that it was just a psychological tactic and not Qin Wushuang's real plan.
After all, the Wu Kingdom brought its own fault, and the Western Chu Kingdom has not reached that stage. Once Qin Wushuang is inhumane and kills the elites of the Western Chu Kingdom, it will inevitably trigger reactions from all parties, including Qin Wushuang, the Baiyue Kingdom, and even Qin Wushuang.
The teacher's reputation is not good.
In any case, Xingluo Palace is the totem of the Daluo Empire and the umbrella of protection for all the people of the Daluo Empire.
As a disciple of Xingluo Palace, Qin Wushuang killed innocent people indiscriminately, which will inevitably make people question the majesty of Xingluo Palace.
But even so, as the martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom, they could not sit idly by after Qin Wushuang issued a statement that he would go to the imperial capital to kill. Otherwise, their majesty in the Western Chu Kingdom would be shaken again.
It has to be said that Yi Chenzi's judgment was basically accurate, and Qin Wushuang was indeed planning to attack the east and the west.
At this time, he was lurking in a corner. The moment Yi Chenzi and others arrived at the imperial capital, he felt their presence.
However, Qin Wushuang did not want to take action for the time being.
He is waiting for the opportunity. If he wants to take action, he must attack the opponent unprepared and make the opponent unprepared.
Once Yi Chenzi gets entangled with the third martial saint, it will still be difficult to kill the second martial saint.
"It's a pity that I don't have an innate-level bow and arrow at hand. Otherwise, with long-range attacks, the second martial saint will definitely be beheaded before his internal injuries heal."
Qin Wushuang thought like this, carefully restraining any breath on his body, as if there was no breath coming out of him at all, and it was completely suppressed by him.
"As long as I get within three feet of the Second Martial Saint, I'm 100% sure that I can use the power of the "Tianmai Condensing Sword" to kill him."
Qin Wushuang calculated, he was waiting for an opportunity.
The distance between the three martial saints was kept within three feet. Qin Wushuang watched them leap in from the city gate, but did not rush to take action.
He was not in a hurry at this time. These three martial saints would inevitably search everywhere in the imperial capital after losing his innate aura.
Qin Wushuang decided to give up the apparent initiative to the other party.
Since the second Martial Saint cannot be killed by attack, he will resort to assassination. Qin Wushuang is very confident that as long as he takes action first, he still has a good chance of killing the second Martial Saint.
The problem now is how to take action before the two martial saints react.
The three martial saints made a tour, but there was still no trace of Qin Wushuang.
Yi Chenzi suddenly waved his hand: "No need to look for it, let's go back to Zhenwu Holy Land first."
"Why?" the third martial saint asked curiously.
Yi Chenzi moved his lips but said nothing. He started walking and walked out. Yi Chenzi could already confirm that Qin Wushuang had no intention of going on a killing spree in the imperial capital.
Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, it is better to go back to Zhenwu Holy Land and wait for work. As long as you survive these ten days, you will not have any worries about future troubles.
Qin Wushuang watched the three people leave the imperial capital and rush back towards the Zhenwu Holy Land, but he still held back. He knew that taking action at this time was no different from taking action at the Zhenwu Holy Land.
"It seems that the old fox Yi Chenzi has noticed my intention." Qin Wushuang thought, "Looking at his formation, he should be planning to return to Zhenwu Holy Land to fight with me."
Naturally, Qin Wushuang would not give up. As soon as he thought about it, he made a plan and flew towards the palace of the Western Chu State. He stood up above the palace and shouted: "The Emperor of the Mi family of the Western Chu State, listen up.
You, the three great martial saints of Zhenwu Holy Land, have promised to hand over your head to me. Today, I will come to collect this debt. If you don't want to die in the palace compound, leave immediately. I don't have to kill anyone. If you don't leave,
, I will burn the palace, and you will all be buried with me!"
If I don’t kill your people, I will burn down the palace of your Western Chu Kingdom. If your three great martial sages can just sit back and watch, how will you establish your authority in the Western Chu Kingdom in the future?
Qin Wushuang's move was very cruel.
Sure enough, with his roar, the palace of Western Chu Kingdom suddenly became a mess.
Qin Wushuang sneered. He already had an extra torch in his hand, and he didn't know where he found the oil mill. He carried the oil barrel and kept pouring it around the huge palace.
Inside the palace, the Royal Forest Army gathered everywhere, preparing to fight against Qin Wushuang.
Qin Wushuang sneered repeatedly and warned: "I don't want to kill anyone for the time being, but if anyone attacks me first, don't blame me for being ruthless. Once I attack, your Western Chu Palace will be filled with blood! You must not blame me, yes
You, the three great martial sages of the Western Chu Kingdom, are incompetent, and are unwilling to come forward to protect you. If you want to be angry, you can only blame your martial sages of the Western Chu Kingdom!"
While talking, back and forth, hundreds of barrels of oil had been poured around the palace. The palace was already in chaos, with the emperor's relatives, palace maids, guards, concubines and maids all running away.
Everyone knew that this person who came here was helpless even to the Martial Saints of his own country, so they were nothing more than ants in the eyes of the other party.
If you don't walk faster, burning them to death will be no different than burning a few ants to death.
The entire palace, at least tens of thousands of people, fled one after another. Even the well-trained imperial guards had no choice but to retreat.
They all know that if the innately powerful take action, even if they gather tens of thousands of people, they will not be able to do anything to the other party. Since the other party wants to burn the palace, anyone who organizes to put out the fire will definitely be killed.
Seeing that the people within the royal family of the Western Chu Kingdom were retreating away, the concubines, concubines, and palace maids were all fleeing, and the eunuchs and eunuchs in the chamber were all fleeing in a hurry.
If they, the imperial guards, did not retreat, there would be no other possibility besides being buried in the palace.
At the moment, he had no choice but to protect the princes and princesses and fled from the palace one after another.
Qin Wushuang has been observing, and he can let anyone go. But there is one person who cannot, and that is Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of Western Chu.
Qin Wushuang's innate spiritual power was activated with all his strength, and his sense of luck felt it, and he witnessed these groups of people swarming out, like a towering giant watching a group of ants moving under his feet.
Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's eyes widened, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he tiptoed, his body was already like a divine dragon, rushing downwards. With just a flash, he reached the bottom. The long whip in his hand was pointed out like a ghost, and he rolled directly towards someone in the crowd.
"You, stay." Qin Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded, and with a flick of the long whip, he completely wrapped the man, his body swayed repeatedly, curling up like light smoke, then rose into the sky and landed in the palace hall.
The highest point.
With a long laugh, he watched the group of imperial guards below change their colors and rush towards them.
Seeing this situation, Qin Wushuang knew that his judgment was not wrong.
Qin Wushuang held a torch in one hand and lit fires everywhere. Within a moment, the entire palace was plunged into a sea of flames.
Qin Wushuang's long whip was like flying a kite, pulling the man's body and moving quickly through the palace, continuing to light the fire and speeding up the spread of the fire.
"If you are not afraid of death, just chase him! Whoever chases him the fastest will be buried with your emperor." Qin Wushuang laughed.
The person caught in his hands was indeed Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu State. Qin Wushuang, with his sharp eyesight among tens of thousands of people, still managed to pull out Mi Zhongheng from the crowd.
First of all, this Mi Zhongheng is the king of a country after all. Although he fled in a hurry and was mixed in the crowd, the kingly aura exuding from his body was different from that of ordinary people.
This kind of aura may not be so obvious to an acquired warrior. But an innate warrior like Qin Wushuang can clearly grasp it.
What's more, Mi Zhongheng changed his clothes again, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of his imperial brother Wang Mi Zhongye. This fell into Qin Wu's eyes, and it was naturally another big testimony.
Combining the two aspects, it would be strange if Qin Wushuang couldn't recognize him again.
After Qin Wushuang set the fire, he carried Mi Zhongheng and rushed to the highest bell tower in the imperial capital of Western Chu State as fast as with wings.
Sitting on the big clock, looking down at the sea of fire in the distance, he just sneered, pulled the whip in front of him, and said lazily: "Emperor Mi Family, you have three great martial saints in the Western Chu Kingdom, and I still can't avoid you today.
The fate of being captured alive by me."
Although Mi Zhongheng was captured, his attitude was very tough and he sneered: "You can't deal with the three great martial saints, so you have no choice but to take it out on ordinary people."
Qin Wushuang was not angry, but said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be innocent. You were also involved in the idea of invading our Baiyue Kingdom. I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but I will not let any culprit go. Your Western Chu Kingdom
I will not kill any of your subjects, but you and the Second Martial Saint will not spare any of them."
Mi Zhongheng turned his head but ignored him. Although he was frightened in his heart, he was the king of a country, so if he wanted to shake his head and beg for mercy, he couldn't do it.
Of course, he was full of regret at this time. He should not have listened to the instigation of the Great Wu Kingdom, and he should not have been too ambitious and tried to get involved in the mineral deposits of the Baiyue Kingdom's Lotus Mountain.
To put it bluntly, all of this started because of greed.
Qin Wushuang teased Mi Zhongheng for a few words, then suddenly swung his long whip in his hand and gave the big clock a hard blow.
when!
The loud bells rang loudly.
Another click, Dang!
The innate power moved the big bell, making a loud rumbling sound. Every time it clicked, it was as loud as the collapse of a mountain.
Mi Zhongheng's face turned pale at first, and then his face suddenly turned red like a rising tide, and his face suddenly turned as red as if he was drunk.
Boom! There was another sound. Mi Zhongheng could no longer hold back and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The palace caught fire, and the bell tower made such a loud sound like the earth was shaking. The entire imperial capital suddenly boiled, and everyone was frantically spreading an astonishing news: "His Majesty the Emperor has been captured alive by the strong men of Baiyue Kingdom."
Qin Wushuang's move was naturally not for ordinary people to see. His target was the three martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom. He knew that it would be strange if they didn't take action again after such a fuss.
It was Qin Wushuang's plan to have them rush back and forth and make mistakes while busy.
At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up and looked resolutely in the direction of Zhenwu Holy Land. He knew that those three people were here again!