C52 The Country of Liang Had Undergone a Great Change(2)

Xiao Wuyong walked up to Zhong Weifeng with his head held high and chest puffed out. "Zhong Weifeng, you still failed. You lost to me, Xiao Wuyong. I didn't expect you to hide so well that you could recover all your martial arts. And you even advanced to the Martial Sovereign. Haha, so what? You're still like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. "

Zhong Weifeng cast a disdainful glance at Xiao Wuyong," Xiao Wuyong, as a minister of Liang Country, you colluded with outsiders, conspired against the king, and usurped the throne. You traitor, you're a shameless villain, you won't have a good end! "

Xiao Wuyong said righteously, "Zhong Weifeng, you assassinated King Liang, attacked the palace, and tried to rebel. Wait for the fate of your entire family to be executed!"

After leaving the Victory Square, Yun Fei used the Cloud Flying Four Steps and the second step to reach the sky, and rushed towards the Zhong Mansion without caring about the consumption of his true essence.

When the bell rang, a group of men in black outside the palace rushed towards the palace.

Half of the men in black were Great Martial Master Cultivation warriors, and the leading one was an Early Period of Martial Ancestor warrior. The palace guards could not even withstand a single blow from him.

The men in black followed the main road of the palace and searched the palace houses one by one. They killed anyone they saw. The princes, princesses, concubines, and other members of the royal family, guards, eunuchs, and palace maids were all killed.

"Stop! Where did this thief come from to be so bold? !”

An old man in a white robe was hovering in the air and shouting angrily, but he was still hovering in the air. He was the worshipper of Liang Country, a Martial Sovereign warrior.

The leader of the men in black was the leader of the Xiao Family's Blood Evil Guards, Desolate Yi. When he saw the worshipper of the palace, he stopped.

Just as the master in white was about to rush down and kill Xiao Yi and the others, a black figure rushed in front of him at an incredible speed, and an afterimage was formed behind him.

"It seems like your cultivation isn't easy. I'll give you a chance. Surrender and follow my young master. I'll spare your life."

"Bullshit! I am a worshipper of Liang Country, and I am responsible for the salary of the Lord. How can I be a repeat villain!"

The worshipper had a determined look in his eyes. He glared at the black-clothed Martial Sovereign in front of him, whose cultivation base was obviously higher than his.

"You are stubborn! If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

The black-clothed Martial Sovereign punched at the consecrate with both fists. In an instant, golden true essence fists the size of stone grinders flew towards the consecrate.

The consecrate retreated as he blocked, exhausted from parrying.

When Xiao Yi saw that the consecrate was being held back, he led the black-clothed man and continued to attack the inner parts of the palace.

A moment later, the consecrate from the Liang Country was severely injured by the man in black, a Martial Sovereign. The consecrate Divine Sense swept across the palace and found that almost all of the royal family members had been slaughtered. Some of the children had even watched him grow up. Such a miserable scene made his heart burn like fire. He shouted angrily, "Why are you so cruel? ! Why did you kill innocent women and children?! You bunch of beasts!"

The extremely furious and furious palace worshipper dragged his heavily injured body and rushed in front of the black-clothed Martial Sovereign. He detonated the Golden Core in his body, causing blood to splatter across the sky.

The black-clothed Martial Sovereign was also severely injured by the self-destruction of the Golden Core.

Warlord and Liang Wu of the capital, the personal commander of the patrol unit, arrived in time and shouted the slogan, "Destroy the rebels and save the royal family!" as they charged into the interior of the palace.

However, what they saw were only corpses. In the end, they found a few dozen corpses of black-clothed men in the palace's golden palace. A few of them were actually dressed in the uniform of the Zhong Family's guards.

After getting someone to protect the evidence and corpses, Warlord led the patrol to thoroughly search the palace and found that all the members of the royal family had been killed.

Some of the patrol unit members were left behind to clean up the corpses and the scene. The rest of the personnel were evacuated from the palace. Among them were Xiao Yi and the others who had changed into the uniform of the patrol unit.

Warlord and Liang Wu blamed themselves in their hearts, "My king, I dare not ask for your forgiveness. I have no other choice. That Xiao Wuyong controlled my wife and son and even forced my parents to come to his residence as a guest. I have failed your trust and entrustment. I have committed a crime. I hope that you and your family are safe and sound in the Heavenly Court."

With the ringing of the Sky Bell, warriors carrying swords and sabers rushed out from many strongholds in the city. They rushed towards the direction of the Zhong Manor. Suddenly, shouts of killing shook the sky outside the Zhong Manor.

Xiao Zhizhu was dressed in a military uniform, riding on a tall and big horse. Behind him were a hundred guards of the Xiao Family, who were wearing bright armor, and over a hundred warriors in embroidered clothing.

Xiao Zhizhu waved his blade and shouted loudly, "The Zhong Family is plotting rebellion. Zhong Weifeng has killed the king and slaughtered the palace. Everyone follow me to destroy the Zhong Family, protect the Liang Country, and avenge the king!"

The Zhong Mansion's main gate was tightly shut, but to warriors at the Martial Master realm and above, the wall of the main gate seemed to be empty.

The Zhou family's embroidered clothed martial artists jumped up one after another, wanting to jump into the wall and attack.

With a buzz, more than a hundred crossbow bolts simultaneously shot towards the Zhou Family's martial artists in the air. The broken crossbow bolts displayed their might, and the Zhou Family martial artists that leaped down fell like dumplings.

A Martial Ancestor warrior standing outside the gate held a blade and slashed at the gate. A ten feet long blade light flashed, and the gate shattered with a loud bang.

In the wide courtyard inside the gate, three rows of guards holding the broken star crossbows stood in a crisscross line.

Zhong Hu had a long blade at his waist. His hand was on the hilt of the blade, and his eyes were wide open. He looked at the guards from the Xiao Family rushing towards him from the broken gate, and when they were about ten meters away from him, he raised his hand and said, "Release!"

The crossbow arrow was like a small moving dark cloud as it rushed towards the group of guards with a buzzing sound. In an instant, more than half of the guards were lying on the ground.

"Strike!" Zhong Hu shouted.

The guards hung the Gang Breaking Crossbow on their waists. "Shua!" The Hundred Battle Saber was unsheathed.

Zhong Hu took the lead and shouted, "Kill!" He rushed towards the gate, and the hundred guards raised their sabers and roared in unison.

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

They charged towards the remaining Xiao Family guards.

The sound of killing could be heard from the main gate of the Zhong Mansion. Those warriors who had rushed over from all over the place rushed towards the main gate.

The side gate of the Zhong Mansion was opened. Two carriages were escorted out by a group of men in black.

Just as they arrived at the main street, a group of over a hundred martial artists with swords and sabers in their hands rushed over.

The black-clothed men were the elites of Zhong Family, the Iron Blood Guards. They acted as if they hadn't seen or stopped when facing over a hundred enemies.

The dozen or so men in black in front of the carriage suddenly accelerated. More than a dozen sword lights pierced through the crowd like rainbows piercing through the sun.

Immediately, miserable cries rang out as severed limbs flew in the air. The leader of the men in black was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. The ten feet long Sword Power swept across, cutting several of them in half at the waist.

In the first carriage, Luo Yanran hugged Zhong Ying and constantly comforted her. Old lady Zhong's expression was calm but Zhong Xiu still did not change his original expression. He leaned against the inner wall of the carriage and sat there with his legs crossed.

Zhong Ying did not see the situation outside the carriage and there was no fear on her face. She looked up at Luo Yanran, "Mother, if we leave like this, what will happen to Mr. Yun Fei? Will he find us?"

"It's fine. In a while, you, Mr. Yun Fei, might come." Luo Yanran said with a smile.

"Little Yingying, don't worry. That Mr. Yun Fei of yours is very powerful. How can he be my boss? He is an awesome man. No one can stop him." Zhong Xiu's exaggerated expression amused Zhong Ying.

In a moment, over a hundred martial artists blocking the way were swept clean by the black-clothed men.

The black-clothed man escorted the carriage and continued to rush towards the Tiger Hill City's east gate that they had discussed beforehand.

When the sounds of fighting stopped, the Zhong Manor's servants, maids, and others came out from the side door of the cave and scattered to escape.