Zhutian Xianwu Editor

There is no doubt that his choice is the most sober and rational.

However, in the face of Xihe, this choice is not the most effective.

Xi He appeared, staring lightly at his fleeing back, ignoring him, the figure disappeared again strangely, and no one could see her track.

Boom boom boom!!!

The remaining Canglong Qisu and the assassin on the first floor had no time to listen to Pang Tong's words, because they had all been killed in just three breaths.

More than 20 people all burst into blood fog, no matter what they want to do is impossible.

Not to mention the slightest resistance, they didn't even see Xi He's body trajectory, it was purely a unilateral killing, like trampling several grasshoppers to death.

You should know that the martial arts of any of these people, placed under this world, belong to the upper level of the pyramid, and are top-notch masters without water.

Everyone who was there felt scared and felt that the rumors were not exaggerated. This devil was indeed too cruel and too terrifying.

And obviously he hadn't used his full power yet, after all, he didn't use the two world-famous stunts.

Xihe's figure reappeared, his clothes and hair were not messed up, his blood was not stained, and his skin glowed with crystal light, which was still perfect to make one's heart trembling.

The blood mist in the air is still floating, and the smell of blood is permeating.

Those who had been tempted by the roar before Pang Tong fled, originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos, but at this moment they could only stiffen and dare not move a bit.

Not to mention Xi He, it was the ten purple-robed "Punishers" who were silent as dead people, staring at them as well, and Xi He's instructions were not forgotten.

In the blood mist, the black and red two-color mist slowly peeled away, quickly rushed to Xihe's body, and swarmed in.

However, Xi He didn't know and couldn't see this.

At this time, Pang Tong's figure was about to disappear into the night.

Xihe looked at the position where the purple robe "Punisher" had just stood. At this time, there were only six figures left. They kept Xihe's order in mind and would not let anyone escape.

Pang Tong, who had escaped hundreds of feet away, looked back in a hurry and saw that his subordinates and the assassins on the first floor had died tragically. Greatly relieved.

Unfortunately, he was happy too early.

Four sword lights appeared out of thin air, locking Pang Tongsheng's road in four directions, which was almost terrifying, and Pang Tong was inevitable when he discovered it.

And unlike the red-robed "Punisher" that Pang Tong had just fought against, the four sword lights were not simple long swords, but sword lights with four feet long.

Puff puff puff!!!

In the blink of an eye, Pang Tong was severed and cut into a stick.

"Ah!!!" The screaming scream spread far away, making the listeners unavoidable.

Looking at the person who was brought back by the purple-robed "punisher" and temporarily stopped the bleeding.

Xi and Youran sat down on a soft sleeper and stretched out, thrilling.

She squinted at Pang Tong, who was dying, and seemed to see nothing.

"The silver for disaster relief of the court was seconded to the court by the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce under the name of the Palace of Zhenwu for emergency use. The dart team that transported the batch of silver darts was also the Dongfeng Escort under the name of the Palace of Zhenwu. Disciples of the covenant."

An angry Pang Tong tried his best to reply: "I, we don't know"

Xi and Wen's attractive red lips twitched slightly: "No, you know."

She continued: "It was the dart Zhang Zhaojun let you rob, and it was the person he let you kill, including the "Punisher", and it was also his instigation. He wanted to betray the Zhenwu Temple and the Holy Lord, right?"

Pang Tong's pale face changed drastically, because the other party was right, but he couldn't admit it, otherwise his boss Zhang Zhaozhong would be finished.

"No, no! It's not that he has nothing to do with the sect master, it's all my own opinion, I do it alone"

However, Xihe didn't seem to hear it: "Since you have already admitted, then feel free to receive the punishment."

"I didn't say anything, don't talk nonsense" Pang Tong shook his head, but seeing the woman's indifferent attitude, he had obviously decided that he must be pulled out regardless of Zhang Zhaojun's order.

A purple-robed man stretched out his hand to hold Pang Tong's back, and the strange suction burst out. Shengsheng exhausted Pang Tong's body power, causing the opponent to stare and die.

"Commander, how do these people deal with?" A purple robe asked indifferently, looking at those who wanted to escape but did not dare to escape.

Xi He glanced at them: "Let's let people investigate. None of the people who can find pleasure on this first floor are ordinary people. The scholars and officials in question are sent back to the court. If there is a "punisher" wanted on the list, Dispose of it directly and put the rest."

After she slowly got up, she walked outside.

"In addition, check the traces of Zhang Zhaojun and the remnants of the Sixiangmen. Since they dared to stretch out their hands, they all slaughtered them. As for the first floor, they dared to kill the "punisher" together with others. On the first floor below, one room was completely demolished for me, and all the problematic ones were executed. Finally"

Xi He stood still, with a hint of playfulness in his voice: "Let people go and inform the idiot of the Happy King, and let him personally come to Master to plead for sin."

She remembered what Ji Wushang said to her when she came out.

"People are selfish. They have hardened wings and want to get more, but they can't get around me, so they can only betray me. I can understand and don't object, but it's not the time yet. They are too tender. , The fruit is best to be picked when it is the most ripe. Now, you should calm them down first."

Chapter 40, What a Big Mushroom Cloud

Just a few steps after Xihe walked, a red-robed "punisher" came from outside, and handed a note to Xihe: "Commander, the main hall Feige passes the book."

Xihe reached out and took it, glanced, a touch of disdain appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The information on the note is simple, but it is enough to set off a huge wave in the arena.

The second in command of Zhenwu Palace, the chief general "Xie Zun" Shu Han, was poisoned and assassinated when he went to the capital to "visit" the emperor. Fortunately, Shu Han's hair was not injured.

Unfortunately, they failed to leave alive. The killers all committed suicide after failure. It was difficult to find clues from the corpses.

Not only Shu Han, but many of the Zhenwu Temple high-level officials were also assassinated. Except for a few idiots, they were fine, but they did not leave the assassin alive.

Finally, in the main hall, many people suddenly committed suicide in a strange way. It is said that many of them are spies who have been secretly observed and monitored.

Among them, Ji Wushang's concubines with great beauty

The news was held down by Zhenwu Temple, and only some people who should know knew.

Obviously, some people have begun to be unable to hold back.

The note turned into powder in Xihe's hands. There was not much fluctuation in her eyes, and she smiled indifferently, without paying too much attention to it.

"There are a few people who waited on the master's side. Turn around to make the characters look good, and then send some over." Xi He casually ordered to his hands.

She felt that her apprentice was also dedicated enough, not only to work around for the master, but also to worry about the quality of his life in his later years.

She also sent a peerless beauty named Murong Jiu to Ji Wushang’s bed last time. Although she knows that Murong Jiu is ill-intentioned, neither she nor Ji Wushang are in the face of absolute strength and confidence. care.

"There are three unfilial piety, and no queen is the greatest. Although the master looks only a teenager now, with a tender face, but who knows how old is that? At such an age, there is no descendant. Do you really count on me in the future? Give him pension?"