Everyone present was silent, looking at the man in white in disbelief.
These were a dozen late-stage innate masters, and they were killed by this middle-aged woman in just a few meetings.
What is even more shocking is that as the national master of the Huang State, Mo Rugui is a symbol and a belief in the Huang State. It can be said that as long as the national master is there, the Huang State will embark on the road to prosperity.
This kind of thinking has become deeply ingrained among the people of Huang State, and the disease is so serious that there is no cure.
It was extremely quiet in the hall, and the only thing that could be heard was the heavy breathing. Then the next moment it was broken by someone.
"Who are you? I can grant you the title of Imperial Master! Be equal to me!"
The emperor's breathing was rapid. Seeing that the imperial master was killed, he was mostly afraid, but more importantly, he was eager. He longed for someone extremely powerful to assist him.
Everyone's eyes were looking at the man in white clothes, with fear in their eyes and more of curiosity.
This man in white looks to be only in his twenties, but he is so powerful that he can kill the Imperial Master in a short time. Where did this person come from?
Someone in the crowd looked at Chu Cheng's back and hesitated to speak. After a moment, he took a step forward and asked cautiously: "Are you Chu Cheng's nephew?"
Chu Cheng heard the sound, looked at the crowd, and saw an old man.
This old man has gray hair and has entered his seventies. He is like a withered tree, lifeless. But his eyes are bright and wise.
Chu Cheng nodded. The old man looked vaguely familiar, much like one of his friends. He quickly understood that this was Huang Guogong of the current dynasty.
There were bursts of surprise, and the heavy breathing became even louder. Everyone stared at the white cloth with their eyes wide open.
They didn't know Chu Cheng, but they all knew that the grandson of the former founder of the country, who had been executed, was named Chu Cheng.
But...didn't that person just enter the Immortal Sect five years ago? How could he come back so strongly?
There was a figure dodging in the crowd, and many people's eyes were on him.
This man has gray hair, a crane official robe, and a square face. In the Huang Kingdom's fashion of advocating fatness, he cannot be said to be fat.
Lin Zhenhong looked at Chu Cheng's back with a somewhat complicated and regretful expression. He didn't know about Lin Ya's breakup of the engagement back then, but he didn't ask anything after he knew about it.
In his eyes, no one is more outstanding than the disciples of the Imperial Master.
But... Chu Cheng, whom he once looked down upon, actually killed the people of the Huang Kingdom, which was the spiritual symbol of heaven.
Who else can be more outstanding than Chu Cheng?
Chu Cheng did not answer Huang Guogong's words. He just withdrew his gaze, looked at the emperor and said coldly: "From now on, there will no longer be Huang Guo, and there will no longer be an emperor, so naturally there will be no national master."
The emperor's expression finally changed. He never expected that this person was Wu Linghou's eldest grandson.
When the emperor wanted to speak again, a sword light had already slit his throat.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the head flew into the air.
In his last consciousness, the emperor saw a corpse sitting on a dragon chair, violently spraying blood, and then he could see nothing.
A generation of emperors died like this. When the body fell, the surroundings suddenly shook, and a thick golden mist emerged from the headless body.
Suddenly, the sound of a dragon roared, and the yellow mist condensed into a golden divine dragon. The divine dragon swung its tail and roared away quickly outside the palace gate.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene, and after a while, a sad voice sounded.
"The dragon's energy has escaped. Is it true that Huang Guo's energy has been exhausted?" An old man shook his hands tremblingly.
The lamentations of several people caused everyone to cry, and all the officials present fell into grief.
They were deceived by the imperial master, but deep down they were still loyal to Huang Guo.
Now, Huang Guo's life and death is controlled by the man in white in front of him.
The queen who was sitting on the phoenix chair was so frightened that her senior brother and the emperor were killed one after another.
She was Mo Rugui's sister in name only, a casual cultivator whose cultivation level was only at the second level of Qi Gathering, not even as good as those military officers killed by Li Ying.
At this time, Chu Cheng's eyes fell on her body. When he saw this appearance, he understood that the people of Huang Kingdom had distorted their beauty because of this woman.
"You are Chu Cheng, I know! You love me, I...I can be your woman, as long as you..." The queen's plump body trembled as she spoke, like grease
Encountered the heat, one layer after another melted.
Before the queen could finish speaking, a sword light cut off a layer of her flesh, revealing the dense white bones.
A big piece of white flesh fell to the ground, and the blood and fat merged into one. All the milky white blood flowed on the ground.
The queen's eyes widened as she looked at the piece of meat on the ground, and then she let out an earth-shattering cry, which was ten times louder than a pig's cry.
Chu Cheng continued to strike with his sword, as if cutting pork, with each strike, pieces of flesh and blood fell out.
When the ministers looked at this scene, their sadness turned into fear. They looked at the young man in white as if they were looking at an evil ghost from the Nine Netherworld.
In the end, the voice could no longer be heard, and only a white skeleton was left. The flesh and blood on the body fell to the ground and piled up into a hill.
"It turns out that the skeleton of a pig is no different from that of a human being." Chu Cheng looked at the pile of meat and said calmly. "I just don't know what human bones are like."
Chu Cheng turned around and looked at the ministers, the murderous intention in his heart getting stronger and stronger.
Even if he kills a hundred, ten thousand or millions of people, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Everyone felt this cold gaze and their hearts trembled.
Just when Chu Cheng was about to take action, more than a dozen whistles sounded outside the palace. Then the palace door was blown open by a strong wind.
Outside the main hall, there was the sound of rushing footsteps. Chu Cheng looked up and saw a dozen figures walking in.
The leader was dressed in red, and when she appeared, the entire air seemed to be dyed a hazy red.
This woman is none other than Gong Shiyue, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou.
Behind her, there are two women, one is beautiful in yellow clothes, and the other is pitiful in pink clothes.
These two people are known to Chu Cheng and have a very good relationship with him. They are Lin Qingrou and Nan Fengyun respectively.
Lin Qingrou's face changed as she looked at the separated emperor's body. When she saw the three heads in the middle-aged woman's hand, her expression was full of complexity.
She is a very smart person, and when she saw it, she knew why Chu Cheng killed people. But when she saw her brother's tragic death, something seemed to be tugging at her heart.
Nan Fengyun, who was standing behind, looked at Chu Cheng, feeling inexplicably sour in her heart. She bit her red lips and just watched quietly.
Chu Cheng remained silent, his eyes fixed on these two women.
What I can only remember in my life is the kindness of joining hands with acquaintances and the love of a beautiful woman.
One of them is his benefactor, and the other is his confidante. And what he is facing is a blood feud in which his entire family has been wiped out.
The word love has always been mottled. How to choose between hatred and friendship.