Chapter 229: Instant Kill

Before Zhao could finish pretending, a hunched old man slowly fell from the sky.

He raised his hand and pressed down to interrupt, then laughed and cursed: "You are a person who lives by licking blood with the tip of a knife, why do you always like to say docile words? You don't look like a prince when you put on a dragon robe!"

"Almost done!"

Zhao could guess who the person was without looking at the face, just by hearing the tone of voice.

He twitched the corner of his mouth impatiently and said, "Tsk, I finally caught the opportunity and it won't waste much time."

"That's nonsense, isn't it? The city of Bianzhou is in chaos, and you're still wasting your time pretending to be a scholar?"

Two elderly men next to him echoed, "That's right, that's right. Kill them first and then pretend!"

"Tch" Zhao smiled disdainfully, "I'm pretending to show you that they're all dead?"

This somewhat teasing remark made the two young men opposite burst into laughter.

The atmosphere in the room is quite relaxed.

As for the group of men in black headed by Yu Heng, they looked at me and I looked at you, the expressions on their faces were not very good.

Among the six people on the other side, they couldn't see through three of them. It can only be judged from their footsteps and breath that the three of them are masters.

The cultivation level will not be lower than the second level.

Especially the one who fell from the sky at the end, when he stopped them, his true energy was clearly extremely majestic. But when he landed, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of zhenqi, just like an ordinary person.

There are only two possibilities for this kind of person. Either his cultivation level is much higher than theirs, and his control of the true energy is extremely delicate; or he has excellent skills and can hide the released true energy to a great extent.

Either way, it's quite tricky.

In particular, the communication between them was quite relaxed, and there was even time for jokes.

Although it is not important news, it at least proves that they are quite sure.

Yu Heng turned his head and glanced at the others, his brows already furrowed tightly. After thinking for a moment, he made his decision.

He turned to the others and said, "Look for an opportunity and run away!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't get a reaction from his subordinates first, but Zhao and the others looked at him like a fool.

"Has he always been so confident?"

"I don't know, maybe." Zhao shook his head.

He was also a little confused. There should be nothing wrong with this man's brain. Why do you act like you've forgotten your mind at home?

Just talk, why can't you even lower your voice?

This made Zhao and the others really embarrassed.

"Don't waste time! Kill them!" Zhao said with six fingers beside him, his eyes darkened and he waved.

"Okay!" The other five people said in unison.

Just do it, and before Yu Heng could react, the six of them started moving together.

But Yu Heng was not slow either. The energy in his body rose rapidly and he met Zhao Jiu's palm with his fist. When the zhenqi collided, he took two steps back.

"You are not the second grade!"

He stopped and stared at Zhao Jiu in surprise. Judging from the zhenqi fluctuations on Zhao Ju's body, it is definitely not at the second-grade level.

Zhao didn't explain, just smiled and said: "Yes, what's wrong? Do you believe me when I say I am a second-grade person? I often say that Lu Wenyu is my uncle!"

"Run!" Yu Heng shouted loudly.

He no longer cares about Zhao's cultivation level. The most important thing now is that someone returns alive to report the news.

But when he turned around to look, he was the only one alive on the field.

Seeing this, even though he always had a calm expression, he was startled. He knew the cultivation level of their group, and none of them were lower than the fourth grade.

In other words, all of them were high-ranking people, and they died completely in such a short period of time.

Is it possible that there is a little grandmaster among Zhao's group of six?

Perhaps seeing what he was thinking, Zhao restrained his energy and said with a calm smile: "There is a little grandmaster. I will capture you without mercy, I promise not to kill you."

The ground was dripping with blood, and several corpses were lying strewn about. This made Zhao Jiu's teasing and joking sound like a threat to Yu Heng.

He glanced at the people with a heavy look, knowing that he didn't have much hope of running away in the hands of these people, but he was not willing to just surrender.

The various thoughts in his heart were constantly intertwined, making him hesitate and feel confused.

The two young men stared at Yu Heng, whose eyes kept flashing, a little confused, and couldn't help but whisper.

"Tell me, what is this kid thinking about?"

"How do I know?"

"Let's take a guess."

"I guess he wanted to run."

"The little grandmaster is here, he is running away!"

After chatting in a low voice for a few words, both of them were a little unsure about Yu Heng, so they simply stopped guessing.

He asked directly: "Hey, who is that? What are you thinking about?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, not to mention the person involved, Yu Heng, even his six fingers couldn't stand it anymore, and he yelled: "Shut up! Don't you guys want to talk so much?"

The two of them scratched their heads in embarrassment and rushed towards Yu Heng in unison. Although the two are only second-grade, they cooperate well with each other.

The remaining four people were idle. Taking advantage of the time, Liu Zhi asked doubtfully: "Old Jiu, who do you think is behind them?"

"I can't tell..." Zhao replied in a deep voice.

"Tell me about your suspicions!" King Bian Cheng on the side couldn't stand the whining and said simply.

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Zhao frowned and said, "Prince, high-ranking official, emperor, prince, they are all possible. Personally, I prefer prince."

The City King frowned, "Your Majesty? This is impossible, isn't it? Where are the senior officials? Lu Wenyu?"

Zhao didn't speak and just nodded.

This surprised the other three, but they soon felt it was reasonable. Although Lu Wenyu was the commander of the Jinyiwei, the emperor had his own ministers.

The current emperor is old...

"Should we catch him alive?" Six Fingers asked with his head down.

Looking at Yuheng, whose movements were getting slower and slower under the attack of the two, Zhao lowered his eyes and sighed slowly.

Helplessly, "We can't catch him alive..."

The three were puzzled for a moment, and looked at Yuheng one after another. After observing for a while, they sighed helplessly.

This man was really decisive. He didn't know if he could escape, so he took the poison decisively.

"Cruel!" The three said in unison.

Since they knew they were going to die, they simply stopped watching the show. Six Fingers shouted, "Boys, get out of the way."

The two young men retreated wisely, and Yuheng was surrounded by nothing. Before he could move, a powerful true energy rose instantly.

As soon as he came back to his senses, a slender finger had already touched his forehead.

As his eyes widened, the Qi in Liuzhi's body slowly converged.

Then Yuheng slowly fell down in the drizzle, with a "pop" sound, very crisp.

The moment he fell, Zhao reached into his arms at the same time. He took out two bloody silver notes and handed them to King Biancheng beside him.

King Biancheng smiled happily after taking the silver notes, and didn't care about the blood on them, and hurriedly put them in his arms.

He smiled and said, "Boy, this time the information is valuable."

"Next time the three of us make a move together, it won't be this price."