Xia Qingchen's eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the inner energy of the five vortexes in the Dachen position was swept out from his feet in all directions.
Wherever the internal energy passes.
Rockery weighing hundreds of kilograms was blown into the air, let alone people?
The Imperial Guards, numbering forty or fifty people, were thrown into the air one after another, and then smashed down in a mess.
In an instant, the whole place was filled with wails.
The commander-in-chief was slightly stronger in cultivation, and he managed to stabilize his body, and said in surprise: "A strong person in the middle stage of Great Chen? Who are you?"
The boy in front of me is only eighteen years old, right?
But why is his cultivation so terrible?
Xia Qingchen looked at him indifferently: "Let's just think of him as a passerby who is very dissatisfied with you!"
While the words were still floating in the air, people came like ghosts and approached him.
Then he punched him in the chest.
The armor made of black iron was forcibly punched with a deep dent.
The commander-in-chief was in pain and cried out while holding his stomach.
When Zhang Wangya saw this scene, he was surprised and said quickly: "Sir, please leave quickly, don't let us get you involved."
The royal family is determined to kill them, and it cannot be stopped by a small Nebula Sect disciple.
Xia Qingchen glanced at Zhang's old, weak, women and children, and said expressionlessly: "You can't hurt me yet."
How can a mere duchy royal family treat him?
He took a step forward and shattered the shackles on the Zhang family.
Looking at the ashes lying alone in the coffin, Xia Qingchen looked coldly: "The coffin has not even been buried, but the family is about to be uprooted. Will my disciples of the Nebula Sect have such a tragic ending after death?"
"Who gave you, the royal family, the courage to treat my dead disciples of the Nebula Sect like this?"
He is here today.
What if not?
The royal family is so courageous!
Without looking back, he shot out a stream of inner energy behind him.
The commander-in-chief who was quietly bending down to escape was immediately blasted three feet high and flew directly out of the general's mansion.
"Let me tell you, Your Majesty, come and kneel in front of the coffin in an hour. If not, I will come to the palace in person." Xia Qingchen said calmly.
The commander-in-chief was horrified.
He had already heard from Xia Qingchen's words to himself that he was a disciple of the Xingyun Sect!
Not daring to hesitate at all, the commander-in-chief hurried back to the palace.
In the palace.
A majestic middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a crown on his head was walking around in the hall with his hands behind his back.
Inside the palace, there are all the core figures of the Iron Horse Principality.
They all showed anxiety.
Zhang Wangya's status is very high, so eradicating him this time would be a huge risk.
"Die'er, is this action too rash?" The monarch looked doubtful and asked a mean-looking girl next to him.
The girl leaned leisurely on the dragon pillar and said calmly: "Don't worry, father, Zhang Zhiyue is dead. No one will specially ask about his family."
She is none other than Wu Die, a former member of Longyin Village.
After learning about Zhang Zhiyue's death, he immediately asked for leave from the sect and returned to his hometown.
And her other identity is that of the current princess of the Iron Horse Principality.
Under her instigation, the monarch decisively carried out a series of cruel measures against the Zhang family.
"Only when the Zhang family is eradicated can we, the Wu family, be immortal." Wu Dieqian's eyes were filled with deep light.
When the king heard this, he felt at ease.
indeed.
After Zhang Zhiyue dies, will there be anyone who specializes in collecting debts?
On the other hand, the Wu family, with the support of Wu Die who had just joined the Nebula Sect, would still be able to call the shots and dominate the Iron Horse Principality for hundreds of years in the future.
"Haha, Senior Sister Wu is a woman who is not inferior to men, I admire her."
In the corner of the main hall, stood a man in gray robe.
There was quite a bit of compliment in his words.
This person is the master of Wenjing Pavilion.
Hearing about the drastic changes taking place in the Iron Horse Principality, he came immediately.
However, he did not come to support the Zhang family, but to support the royal family.
In the past, Wenjing Pavilion only dealt with the Zhang family, ignoring the royal family and Princess Wu Die.
Now that Zhang Zhiyue is dead, the only Nebula Sect disciple in the Iron Horse Principality is Wu Die.
If you don't establish a deep connection with him, will you still be disconnected from the Zhang family?
"Thank you Pavilion Master Chen for the compliment." Wu Die smiled proudly.
When the king saw this, he felt more at peace.
Even Wenjing Pavilion has completely turned to his side, what else is there to worry about?
"Okay! When the Zhang family comes to the case, they will be executed sternly and quickly to avoid long nights and dreams!" A cold and ruthless look flashed across the eyes of the monarch.
They are waiting anxiously for the moment.
The commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army ran into the hall with an anxious look. He was so anxious that he even forgot the etiquette and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, something is going wrong!"
The king was calm and calm, and shouted majestically: "Why are you so flustered?"
The Zhang family is already a turtle in a urn, can they still turn the world upside down?
"Your Majesty, there is a disciple of the Nebula Sect in the general's residence. He...he asked me to convey a message to Your Majesty."
Hearing this, the king on the dragon throne suddenly stood up.
Apparently he was frightened by the words "Xingyun Sect disciple".
Wu Die couldn't help but become solemn and thought: "It should be the one who sent Zhang Zhiyue's ashes back home. Don't worry, being able to be arranged for such a small thing as sending the ashes should be just the group of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain. In all likelihood, they are pretending to be Xingyun."
Disciple."
The monarch felt relieved, sat down again, and asked majestically: "What did he ask you to tell you?"
The commander-in-chief hesitated for a while, then hesitantly said: "He said... within an hour... to go... to kneel down in the mourning hall of the general's mansion!"
King Long Yan was furious and slapped the walnuts he was playing with on the table: "How outrageous! I am the king of a country, and you want me to kneel down to a dead man?"
The commander-in-chief lowered his head and said intermittently: "The other party said that if not, he will come to the palace in person!"
"Haha, what a person to come to the palace in person!" The monarch laughed angrily. He was actually threatened by an ordinary person pretending to be a disciple of the Nebula Sect?
"Come here, lead the Shenji Battalion over and capture this person for me. I want to see what kind of person is qualified to make me kneel down!"
"Wait a minute!" Wu Die stopped him thoughtfully.
If there is only the first half of the words that are preached, it means nothing.
But the threat in the second half of the sentence is a bit unusual.
If he was really a fake disciple of the Nebula Sect, he should not have the confidence to say such a thing.
"Father, please be patient. I'll go over and take a look first. If the other party is fake, I'll kill him on the spot. If it's true, we are both disciples of the Xingyun Sect, so it's easy to talk and won't hurt our harmony."
When the king thought about it, he realized that this was indeed the case.
"Okay, I'd like to thank Dieer for a trip." The monarch cast a pleased look.
In this life, my greatest pride is to raise a daughter who is a disciple of the Nebula Sect.
She is much more promising than those princes.
Wu Die said: "It should be."
"Why don't I accompany Senior Sister Wu there to avoid any accidents?" Pavilion Master Chen walked out of the corner and said with a smile.
Wu Die is now the only Nebula Sect disciple in the Iron Horse Principality.
She couldn't afford any more mistakes.
"Okay, Pavilion Master Chen will come with me to have a look." Wu Die said.
Pavilion Master Chen said with a smile on his face: "Senior Sister Wu will be behind you later, I will go in first to confirm safety."
"Thank you."
At that time.
The General's Mansion.
Xia Qingchen sat under the ancient pear tree in the courtyard, meditating cross-legged to adjust the internal energy in his body.
A maid inserted another stick of incense into the incense burner beside him.
"How long has it been?" Xia Qingchen asked calmly with her eyes still closed.
The maid said truthfully: "Reporting to your lord, there are already twelve sticks of incense."
There are twenty-four sticks of incense in one hour.
Now half the time has passed.
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