Kill the palace

Zhao Jinzhong lowered his head and reported: "The Sword Saint died in the Beiliang Palace and was beheaded."

"What?"

The Great Chu Emperor was shocked when he heard this. He frowned and shouted angrily: "Waste, what a waste. The dignified Great Chu Sword Saint was killed by a young boy?"

"I think it's obvious that he was reluctant to do it because of the old friendship. Are you sure the dead person is Sword Saint Li Bing? Not a substitute?" The Great Chu Emperor looked at Zhao Jinzhong with doubt and asked.

Zhao Jinzhong hurriedly said: "The two shadow guards I sent were also killed. This news was sent by Zhenxi Hou Ma Mingshan. Zhenxi Hou confirmed that the dead person was indeed Sword Saint Li Bing."

"And Chu Feng was holding the sword of the Sword Saint. The dead person should be the Sword Saint without a doubt," Zhao Jinzhong analyzed.

"What a waste, he can't even kill Chu Feng," Chu Zhaoqian, the emperor of the Great Chu, could not help cursing, and then looked at Zhao Jinzhong and ordered: "Gather the shadow guards in the hall, and the imperial guards also gather outside the hall to guard, let Chu Feng in, I want to see what Chu Feng has. He can actually kill the sword saint Li Bing?"

In Chu Zhaoqian's opinion, Chu Feng must have used despicable means to sneak attack Li Bing, or Li Bing was looking for death, otherwise Chu Feng would not be able to kill Li Bing.

No matter what, he wants Chu Feng to die today. There can only be one Chu surname in the Great Chu Dynasty, and that is the Chu surname of the royal family.

He couldn't sleep well if he didn't cut the grass and uproot it.

"Your Majesty, will it be dangerous? Why don't you let this old slave take the shadow guards to stop Chu Feng?" Zhao Jinzhong looked at Chu Zhaoqian and asked carefully.

Chu Zhaoqian snorted coldly and said, "How can I, the great emperor of the Great Chu, be afraid of him? Besides, what do you and the shadow guards do for a living? I just want to see him die in front of me."

"I also want to know what means Chu Feng used to kill the Sword Saint. If he has any treasures, I want to get them myself," Chu Zhaoqian snorted coldly, not hiding his true thoughts.

"Yes, I'll arrange it now."

Zhao Jinzhong immediately arranged it according to Chu Zhaoqian's instructions, and the atmosphere in the entire palace became extremely tense for a while.

No one knew what was going on. Why did the imperial guards gather in the direction of the hall? Could it be that something big happened?

After Chu Xiaoyun got the news, even though his injuries had not healed yet, he immediately led people to the direction of the hall.

No matter what, Chu Feng wanted to assassinate his father, and as a son, he swore to protect his father's safety at the cost of his life, so as to show his filial piety.

Although he knew very well that his father would be fine with the shadow guards around, he still had to pretend.

Moreover, he hated Chu Feng so much that he wanted to see Chu Feng being killed by the shadow guards. If there was a chance, he even wanted to kill Chu Feng himself to relieve his hatred.

Chu Feng held the sword of the sword saint and encountered several waves of imperial guards blocking him along the way, but the strongest of these people was only at the Qi Condensation Realm, and was no match for Chu Feng at all, and was killed on the spot by Chu Feng.

After killing several waves of imperial guards, Chu Feng did not encounter strong resistance, and even had no obstacles along the way, and went straight to the direction of the hall to kill.

Chu Feng, who had originally prepared to slaughter everyone in the palace, was a little surprised at this moment. He did not expect that these imperial guards would not continue to stop him.

However, Chu Feng was too lazy to care so much, and rushed straight to the direction of the hall. In less than a moment, he had arrived outside the hall with a sword.

At this moment, the Emperor Chu Zhaoqian of the Great Chu Dynasty stood alone at the entrance of the hall, and beside him stood the Third Prince Chu Xiaoyun and the eunuch Zhao Jinzhong.

On the stone steps below the three people, stood twenty-three masked men in black. These people were the strongest guards and the strongest fighters around the powerful emperor, the shadow guards.

These twenty-three shadow guards stood on both sides of the stone steps, with swords hanging on their waists, one hand on the chest, and the other hand on the hilt, ready to draw the sword to meet the enemy at any time.

And standing under the stone steps were the Imperial Guards, there were more than a thousand people, each holding a long sword and ready to fight.

When Chu Feng appeared in front of everyone, everyone's eyes turned to Chu Feng.

Most of the eyes of the Imperial Guards looking at Chu Feng were in awe. After all, Chu Feng was the grandson of Chu Qingshan, the King of Northern Liang. No one in the Great Chu did not respect the King of Northern Liang, especially these soldiers.

However, due to the current situation, they could only stand against Chu Feng helplessly.

"Chu Feng, you are so brave that you dare to break into the palace with a sword. Do you want to rebel?" Chu Xiaoyun took the lead and pointed at Chu Feng in the distance and shouted at him.

"Rebellion?"

Chu Feng snorted coldly when he heard it, and then shouted loudly: "My Chu family is full of loyal and brave people. How many people died on the battlefield for the country? But what did they get in return?"

"Not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, he killed my Chu family and sent shadow guards to massacre the entire Beiliang Palace. This hatred is irreconcilable!"

"Today I come here to make you pay for your blood debt with blood!" Chu Feng stared with red eyes, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he shouted hysterically.

"Nonsense!"

Chu Xiaoyun loudly refuted: "My father has already found out that it was clearly the work of the assassins of the Northern Mang barbarians."

"Even if you are the King of Beiliang, you broke into the palace with a sword today with the intention of rebellion, which is a capital crime!" Chu Xiaoyun shouted.

"Stop talking nonsense, I am here to take your lives today, no one can leave here alive," Chu Feng was furious, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, just kill them.

"Today I am here to avenge the extermination of the family, and no one in the royal family will be spared. Those of you who don't want to die, retreat now, I won't kill you," Chu Feng glanced at the imperial guards in front of him and said coldly.

The imperial guards hesitated for a while after hearing this. They really didn't want to attack Chu Feng, but no one dared to retreat for a while, retreating meant death.

"You dare to shout here by yourself? I think you are tired of living," Chu Xiaoyun snorted coldly, and then ordered: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and kill him for me."

However, as soon as Chu Xiaoyun finished speaking, before the imperial guards could make a move, Chu Feng took the lead.

Chu Feng was seen passing through the imperial guards in front of him like a gust of wind. The speed was so fast that many people had not yet reacted. They even felt that Chu Feng had already rushed over after a flash of a shadow.

"So fast!"

"So strong!"

Everyone only had time to sigh, and then they saw Chu Feng had rushed to the stone steps.

Chu Xiaoyun was immediately startled when he saw this, and a trace of panic flashed across his face, but when he thought of Zhao Jinzhong and a group of shadow guards in front of him, he straightened his back instantly, raised his head and looked at Chu Feng with disdain.

The moment Chu Feng approached, the twenty-three shadow guards drew their swords from their waists and rushed towards Chu Feng without hesitation.