Chapter 0203 Burning the Palace

Second Young Master knows better than anyone else. Qin Maoshuang's goal is to turn the Western Chu Kingdom into the second Great Wu Kingdom by the Second Wu Kingdom. But it was expected that it was just a psychological tactic, not Qin Wushuang's real plan.

After all, the Great Wu Kingdom is its own fault. But the Western Chu Kingdom has not reached that step. Once Qin Wushuang was brutal and inhumane, he would destroy the elites of the Western Chu Kingdom. It is bound to cause reactions from all parties, to Qin Wushuang and to Baiyue Kingdom. It is even detrimental to the reputation of Qin Wushuang's sect.

In any case, the Star Luo Palace is the totem of the Great Luo Empire and the umbrella for all the people of the Great Luo Empire.

Qin Wushuang, as a disciple of Xingluo Palace, "killing innocent people indiscriminately" will inevitably make people question the majesty of Xingluo Palace. But even so, as the martial saints of the Western Chu Kingdom, they cannot sit idly by after Qin Wushuang made a statement that he would go to the imperial capital to kill. Otherwise, their dignity in the Western Chu Kingdom will be shaken again.

It has to be said that Yi Chenzi's judgment was basically accurate, and Qin Wushuang was indeed a scheme of making a fool of himself.

At this time, he was lurking in a corner somewhere, the first time Yi Chenzi and others arrived at the imperial capital. He felt their presence.

However, Qin Wushuang didn't want to act for the time being.

He was waiting for the opportunity, and if he wanted to make a move, he would be unprepared and let the opponent be unprepared.

Once Yi Chenzi was entangled with the third martial sage for seven days, it would still be difficult to kill the second martial sage.

"It's a pity that I don't have an innate level bow and arrow at hand. Otherwise, I will attack from a long distance. The second Martial Saint has not recovered from his internal injuries, so he must shoot

Thinking like this, Qin Wushuang carefully restrained any breath from his body, as if there was no breath coming from him at all. completely suppressed by him.

"As long as I get within three feet of the Second Martial Saint, I'm 100% sure to use the power of the "Tianmai Ningjin Sword" to kill him."

Qin Wushuang calculated that he was waiting for an opportunity.

The distance between the three great martial sages was kept within three zhang. Qin Wushuang watched them leap into the city gate, but did not act in a hurry.

At this time, he is not in a hurry.

These three Martial Saints, after losing their innate aura, will inevitably search everywhere in the imperial capital.

Qin Wushuang decided to give up the superficial initiative to the other party.

Since the Ming attack can't kill the second Martial Saint, then use the means of assassination. Qin Wushuang was very confident, as long as he made the first move, he still had a good chance of killing the Second Martial Saint.

Now the question is. How to take the first shot before the two great martial saints reacted.

The three great martial sages made a tour, but there was still no sign of Qin Wushuang.

Yi Chenzi waved his hand suddenly: "No need to look for it, let's go back to Zhenwu Holy Land first."

"Why?" The third Martial Saint asked curiously.

Yi Chenzi's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He started walking and walked out. Yi Chenzi could already confirm that Qin Wushuang had no intention of killing people in the imperial capital at all.

Rather than looking for a needle in a haystack like this, it's better to go back to the Holy Land of Zhenwu and wait for work. As long as you survive these ten days, you will not have any worries about the future.

Qin Wushuang watched the three of them leave the imperial capital and rush back towards the Holy Land of True Martial Arts, but he still held back. he knows. Making a move at this time is no different from making a move in the Holy Land of True Martial Arts.

"It seems that the old fox Yi Chenzi has already sensed my intentions." Qin Wushuang thought. "Looking at his situation, he should be planning to go back to the Holy Land of True Martial Arts to kill me.

Qin Wushuang naturally wouldn't stop there. As soon as he thought about it, he made a plan, and flew towards the Western Chu Palace. Standing on the top of the palace carelessly, he shouted: "Listen up, the emperor of the Mi Family of the Western Chu Kingdom. The three great martial sages of your Zhenwu Holy Land have promised to hand over your title to me. Today, I will come to collect the debt. In the palace compound, if you don't want to die, leave immediately, and I don't have to kill anyone. If you don't leave, I will burn the palace. You will all be buried with me."

Don't kill your people. But burn the palace of your Western Chu Kingdom. If you can sit idly by and ignore the three great martial saints. How to establish authority in the Western Chu Kingdom in the future?

Qin Wushuang's move was very vicious.

Sure enough, with his roar, the palace of the Western Chu Kingdom was in chaos.

Qin Wushuang sneered, and already had an extra torch in his hand. I don't know where to find the oil mill. Carrying oil drums, they kept splashing around the huge palace.

Inside the palace, the Imperial Forest Army gathered everywhere. Prepare to fight against Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang sneered again and again, and warned: "I don't want to kill people for the time being, but if anyone strikes at me first, don't blame me for being ruthless. Once you strike, your Western Chu Palace will surely be bloodied! You must not blame me. It is the three great martial saints of your Western Chu Kingdom who are incompetent.

While talking, back and forth, hundreds of barrels of oil have been poured around the palace. Inside the palace, it was already in chaos. The emperor's relatives, maids and guards, and concubines and maids all fled out one after another.

Everyone knows that this person who came here is helpless even the martial saints of his own country, so these people. In the eyes of the other party, it is nothing more than an ant-like existence.

If you don't go faster, burning them to death is not much different from burning a few ants to death.

There are at least tens of thousands of people in the entire palace. They all fled away one after another, some well-trained Yulin army. It is also helpless to withdraw Pan Liu. They all know that if the innately strong make a move, even if they accumulate tens of thousands of people, they will not be able to do anything to each other.

Since the opponent wanted to set fire to the palace, whoever organized the firefighting would be killed.

Seeing that the people inside the royal room of the Western Chu Kingdom kept retreating, the concubines and maids also fled in a hurry, and the eunuchs and eunuchs also left in a hurry.

They are the imperial guards. If not back. Apart from being buried with the palace, there is no other possibility to happen.

At the moment, she was also helpless, protecting a group of princes and princesses, and escaped from the palace one after another. Qin Wushuang has been observing, and he can let anyone go. But there is one person who is not allowed, and that is Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu Kingdom.

Qin Wushuang's innate spiritual power was mobilized with all his strength, his sense of luck felt it, and he witnessed this group of people continuously swarming out, like a towering giant. Watching a group of ants moving under their feet.

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's eyes widened, and a playful smile appeared on his mouth.

With a little tiptoe, the body has already rushed down like a dragon. Just a flash, and it's down there. The long whip in his hand pointed out like a ghost, and rolled directly towards a person in the crowd.

"You, stay. Qin Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded. With a flick of the long whip, the man was completely enveloped. The body swung repeatedly, curling up like light smoke, and then ascended to the sky and landed on the highest point of the palace hall.

With a long laugh, he watched the group of imperial forest soldiers below change their colors one after another, and rushed towards them.

Looking at the situation, Qin Wushuang knew that his judgment was not wrong.

Qin Wushuang held a torch in one hand and lit fires around. In a short while, the entire palace was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

Qin Wushuang's long whip was like flying a kite, dragging the man's body, and swam quickly, shuttling through the palace, continuing to light the fire and speeding up the spread of the fire.

"Those who are not afraid of death, go after them! Whoever chases you the fastest can be buried with your emperor!" Qin Wushuang laughed.

The person caught in his hands was indeed Mi Zhongheng, the emperor of the Western Chu Kingdom. What a keen eye Qin Wushuang had. Among the tens of thousands of people, he still looked like a torch, and picked Mi Zhongheng out of the crowd.

For one thing, this Mi Zhongheng is the king of a country after all. Although he fled in a hurry and mixed in with the crowd, the aura of a king exuding from him was different from ordinary people after all.

This kind of breath is seen by acquired martial artists. Maybe not so obvious. But Qin Wushuang, an innate powerhouse, can clearly grasp it.

What's more, Mi Zhongheng changed his attire again, and his appearance was somewhat similar to his younger brother Mi Zhongye, which fell in the eyes of Qin Wushuang, which was naturally another big testimony.

Combining the two aspects, it would be strange if Qin Wushuang couldn't recognize him anymore.

After Qin Wushuang finished setting the fire, he carried Mi Zhongheng and rushed to the highest bell tower in the imperial capital of the Western Chu Kingdom as fast as if he had wings.

Sitting on the big clock, condescending. Looking at the sea of ​​flames in the distance, he just sneered, pulled the whip towards him, and lazily said: "Emperor Mi, you have three great martial sages in Western Chu, and today it is still impossible to avoid your fate of being captured alive."

Although Mi Zhongheng was captured. But his attitude was very tough, he sneered and said: "You can't deal with the three great martial saints, so you have to vent your anger on ordinary people."

Qin Wushuang was not angry, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be innocent, you also participated in the idea of ​​invading our Baiyue Kingdom. I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but I will not let any of the culprits go. I will not kill any of the people of your West Chu Kingdom. But you and the Second Martial Saint are not forgiving."

Mi Zhongheng turned his head, but ignored him. Although I am afraid in my heart, I am the king of a country anyway. Ask him to beg for mercy, but he can't do it.

Of course, he was also full of regret at this time. You shouldn't listen to the advice of the Great Wu State, and you shouldn't be too ambitious. In vain attempt to get involved in the mines of Lianhua Mountain in Baiyue Kingdom.

All of this, to put it bluntly, was caused by greed.

Qin Wushuang teased Mi Zhongheng a few words, then suddenly swung a long whip in his hand, and beat the big clock hard.

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The loud bell rang rumbling.

Again, when!

The innate power urges the big bell to make a loud bang, and every time it hits, it is as powerful as a mountain collapsing.

Mi Zhongheng's face was pale at first, and then his complexion suddenly flooded with infinite blood like a rising tide, and his face suddenly turned red as if he was drunk.

boom! There was another sound, and Mi Zhongheng couldn't hold back anymore, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The palace was on fire, and the bell tower made such a loud sound as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. The whole imperial capital suddenly boiled, and a shocking news was spread crazily: "Your Majesty the Emperor, was captured alive by the strong men of Baiyue Kingdom!"

Naturally, Qin Wushuang's move was not for ordinary people to see. His target was the three martial sages of the Western Chu Kingdom. He knew that it would be strange if they didn't dispatch again after this commotion.

Let them go back and forth. It was Qin Wushuang's plan to make a mistake in his busy schedule.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of Zhenwu Holy Land with firm eyes. He knew that the three of them were here again!