Chapter 546: Killing
Chu Zhiyuan also ignored these evil sect masters who rushed over.
Instead, he stared across the street.
They were able to cause such a big chaos, and they were able to cause such a big chaos under the control of the city guards. Naturally, they had some unique tricks.
Not to mention the horse, there are other masters secretly performing mystical magic.
Amplified people's fear and panic.
Fear and panic are contagious and can amplify among people.
If it were him, it would be easy to crack it. A long roar would be enough.
But being in the middle of the situation and unable to overlook the entire environment, the city guards also panicked.
This is still not enough experience.
Tianjing City seems to have been at peace for a long time, and there has been little chaos, which makes it so fragile.
After this time, they must have gained experience and ways to deal with it.
A dozen guards rushed out from both sides to block the evil sect masters.
The two sides started fighting.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and glanced around: "My lord, it seems that you don't have many chances to fight against the masters of the evil sect."
Prince Song said with a smile: "There are indeed very few masters of evil sects in Tianjing."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "There are many evil sect masters in Tianjing."
"A lot?"
"I can see about forty people now. In addition to the group in front of me, there are also a group hidden in the crowd for observation."
Prince Song looked disgusted.
"Have you ever seen the evil sect do evil with your own eyes?"
"...I met him once when I was young." Prince Song's face turned ugly.
He didn't want to remember that scene again.
It has been pressed deep into my heart.
I have been suppressing it for a long time, so long that I thought I had forgotten it.
When I saw these evil sect masters today, the memories I thought I had forgotten became clear again.
Then I realized that I had never forgotten it.
The eighteenth brother and himself were captured by an evil sect master, who first devoured the eighteenth brother.
He watched helplessly as his eighteenth brother was sucked away while howling in pain until only a piece of skin and a skeleton were left.
Chu Zhiyuan calmly watched the fighting in the field, looked at the crowd in the distance, and said calmly, "Then the prince should understand why I hate them so much and why I must kill them."
"Kill! Yes! Okay!" Prince Song said slowly.
Chu Zhiyuan's super sense has been shining on everyone, including Prince Song.
Seeing the look in Prince Song's eyes, he was emotionally turbulent.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "The wisest thing for me is to stand by and let your Dameng guards kill them, and let the Dameng guards lose their manpower... If I take action, I can prevent your guards from suffering losses." , but instead of being grateful, you will find me troublesome.”
"Your Majesty..." Prince Song hesitated: "Will the Imperial Guard be damaged?"
He had to admit that Chu Zhiyuan's words were correct.
The wisest thing for Chu Zhiyuan to do was to stay calm and let the guards take action.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Once they use the technique of Death, the guards will not be able to stop them."
"...Then please take action, Your Majesty!" Prince Song gritted his teeth and said.
It was simply embarrassing today. Compared with earning face, the lives of the guards were more important.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Then I will take action?"
"Your Majesty, please!" Prince Song nodded vigorously: "Kill all these monsters!"
Eight phantoms flew out of Chu Zhiyuan's sleeves, but what stopped above his head were eight flying knives.
The eight flying knives are crystal clear, as if they were carved from ice.
They were suspended in the void one meter above Chu Zhiyuan's head, trembling slightly, eager to try.
Prince Song looked at them in surprise, and Hu Pingan, Guo Pu and others also looked at these flying knives curiously.
Each handle is exquisite and exquisite, with vaguely detailed and strange patterns.
Anyone who is interested knows the name of Chu Zhiyuan's flying knife. They have never seen it with their own eyes, so they always think it is too exaggerated.
How could there be such a powerful flying knife?
When they looked at it, they felt that the eight flying knives seemed to be living creatures.
Like eight eagles, eagles ready to hunt.
"Chi!"
With a gentle whistle, the eight crystal flying knives instantly disappeared into the air.
The next moment, they got into the fighting crowd and flew over the foreheads of the evil sect demons.
They were not there, but their speed was extremely fast. By the time they reacted, the flying knives were already approaching, making it impossible to avoid them.
The eight flying knives went back and forth, piercing sixteen heads, and then went back and forth, killing all the evil sect demons who were fighting. They reappeared in the void above Chu Zhiyuan's head, and their bodies were unstained by blood.
Prince Song and the others widened their eyes, feeling in a trance.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed in the distance: "There will probably be a fight over there."
Prince Song looked at him blankly, and then looked blankly at the street in the distance.
"Did I solve it directly?" Chu Zhiyuan said.
Prince Song said blankly: "It's settled."
The eight flying knives suddenly lit up, shot out again, and disappeared into the air.
They got into the crowd in the distance and passed through the heads.
"Ah——!"
"Killing——!"
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There were screams in the distance.
Transparent flying knives shot through heads one after another, killing their owners.
The corpse was shrinking rapidly, leaving only the clothes and the bones under the clothes.
In the blink of an eye, the eight flying knives flew back into the void above Chu Zhiyuan's head.
They were trembling slightly, as if they were not satisfied and wanted to kill again.
Chu Zhiyuan could faintly feel their dissatisfaction.
These evil sect masters are not strong enough and there are not enough for them to kill.
"The prince is good at swordsmanship," Prince Song said with emotion: "He is really good at swordsmanship!"
This skill of flying knives is astonishing.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
"The Prince's Magic Sword is an eye-opener for me!" Prince Song sighed: "I don't know how to master such a peerless sword skill!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "By coincidence, killing the demons of the evil sect is very worry-free and labor-saving."
Guo Pu, who was wearing a red robe, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you can't make a mistake, can you? You can't kill the wrong person?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "They only kill those with strong evil spirits. They specialize in killing monsters. Those with no evil spirits are not so easy to kill."
The guards had stopped, watching the corpses on the ground shrinking rapidly, and they all looked at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Majesty, the campaign is completed."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Prince Song clasped his fists: "Let's keep walking."
"Okay." Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
The guards quickly moved the shrinking corpses away from the ground, allowing the mission and the officials of the Great Monstrance Ministry to move forward.
After walking a hundred meters away and before reaching the intersection of another street, the eight flying knives above Chu Zhiyuan's head shot out again and got into the crowd at the intersection of that street.
Then there were screams.
"Ah!"
"Ah——!"
"Killing——!"
"Dead man——!"
……
Screams came and went.
Chu Zhiyuan continued to move forward without stopping, and the eight flying knives above his head also kept moving.
Not long after I came back, I flew out again.
By the time they arrived at Sifangguan Street in Dameng, Chu Zhiyuan's flying knives had already been deployed six times.
Twenty or thirty people were killed each time.
Prince Song secretly calculated that when he arrived at the Sifang Pavilion from the South City Gate, he killed more than two hundred people.
More than two hundred demons from the evil sect made them wary.
I never expected that the evil sect would be so rampant, that there would be more than two hundred demons from the evil sect in Tianjing City!
These are just the demons who came to assassinate Chu Zhiyuan. It is impossible for all the demons in Tianjing City to come to assassinate Chu Zhiyuan.
So there are more demons in Tianjing City!
Thinking of this, they all felt heavy-hearted and a little inexplicably anxious.
Tianjing City, which was originally thought to be rock solid and extremely safe, turned out to have hundreds of demons lurking, even thousands, or even tens of thousands.
After they bid farewell to Chu Zhiyuan, they all looked solemn and looked ugly.
Prince Song personally went to the palace to meet the saint.
He wanted to personally report the evil sect’s evildoers.
He also wanted to plead guilty in person. Dameng had indeed been humiliated today.
(End of chapter)