The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

scoff!

Seeing Zhao Tuan's long sword coming at him, Ye Feng couldn't help but slowly shook his head, with a look of disdain on his face. He had seen many people using swords, but he really couldn't understand what the purpose of their fancy sword moves was? The so-called swordsmanship was nothing more than a killing technique.

"you wanna die!"

Zhao Tuan didn't expect that he had used his most powerful swordsmanship. Seeing that the sword was about to kill Ye Feng, the opponent still dared to show a look of contempt.

The sword light on his sword became even stronger, and the cultivation of a sixth-grade junior grandmaster burst out, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill Ye Feng with one sword.

scoff!

At the critical moment, the Emperor's Sword in Ye Feng's hand swept past, a faint sword light shone on the sword body, and his sword move flashed by.

Be quick and accurate!

Then a scream was heard, and Zhao Tuan, who was originally full of anger, saw that his right hand, the hand holding the sword, was covered in blood on the shoulder blade, and his arm was missing.

"Ah! How could this happen?"

Zhao Tuan let out a shrill scream and stared at his right arm. He hadn't even had the chance to reach Ye Feng just now, so how did he get hit in the right arm by the opponent's Emperor's Sword?

"If you want to practice swordsmanship properly, don't use so many fancy moves. The purpose of using swords is nothing more than killing people."

Ye Feng stood there, holding the Emperor's Sword, drops of blood dripping from the sword. He looked calm and composed, and he was not panicked from beginning to end. He just looked at Zhao Tuan.

"You clearly have no cultivation, how come you are so powerful?" Zhao Tuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He really couldn't imagine how Ye Feng, who clearly had no cultivation, could have such powerful swordsmanship.

"The purpose of using a sword is to kill people. All you need to kill someone is a sword. Why do you need any cultivation?" Ye Feng took a step forward without any hesitation, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand stabbed out again.

This sword move is simple, but contains endless mysteries. Zhao Tuan on the opposite side looked at the incoming Emperor Sword with a horrified expression. He kept backing away and roared, "Everyone rush up and kill Ye Feng, kill him for me!"

chi chi chi...

Soldiers and killers rushed towards Ye Feng frantically. They came one after another, but were easily killed by the Emperor's Sword in Ye Feng's hand.

Bang bang bang!

Dashan wielded the mace, invincible. His burly body was filled with the power to destroy everything, and he moved closer to Ye Feng.

Chi Chi Chi!

Li Shanxiao was a powerful grandmaster. He swept the sickle spear in his hand continuously. Blood instantly filled the air and corpses fell to the ground one after another.

"Kill me!"

Zhao Tuan lost his arm, and the severe pain made him lose his last bit of sanity. He frantically conveyed orders to the soldiers and killers hidden around him.

Corpses kept falling down. Four generals, including Yang Ting and Song Qiao, also led their troops into the mansion. Their goal was to kill Ye Feng.

The many black-armored cavalrymen outside the county magistrate's mansion also heard the fighting inside the mansion. They rode their war horses and rushed into the county magistrate's mansion.

scoff!

Some soldiers and assassins wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ye Feng, but they were swept away by his Emperor Sword and became corpses. They could not get close to Ye Feng at all, and died quickly instead.

With a faint smile on his face, Ye Feng looked at Zhao Tuan not far away and said coldly: "Today's Huainan Palace is your burial place."

"kill!"

At the command, thousands of black-armored cavalry charged forward, tearing Yang Ting and Song Qiao's soldiers into pieces, without paying attention to the front or the rear.

"Kill Ye Feng!"

Zhao Tuan lost an arm. When he saw the black-armored cavalry outside rushing into the palace, he was furious and roared. He was very clear about the principle of capturing the thief and the king.

Bang!

Unfortunately, at this moment, Dashan, with his burly body, rushed to Ye Feng with a mace in his hand, standing there like a god of death.

No matter how many soldiers and killers Zhao Tuan called upon, none of them could get close to Ye Feng. Instead, they were smashed away by maces weighing hundreds of pounds, leaving a bloody mess.

scoff!

Yang Ting led a large army into the palace, but before he could make any move, Li Shanxiao, riding on a warhorse, swept out with his hook-and-sickle spear and chopped off his head.

"Damn it! How could the thousands of cavalrymen of Lord Zhenguo Ye Feng be so powerful?" Song Qiao's face changed drastically. The four generals all thought that they were the ones leading the troops in battle and that the soldiers under their command were very powerful, so they wanted to murder Ye Feng and conspire with Zhao Tuan to control the entire Huainan County.

Now they didn't expect that their army of 30,000 to 40,000 troops could not even deal with Ye Feng's thousands of cavalry, and were instead killed to pieces by the cavalry.

"Run!"

Song Qiao looked at Yang Ting and found that he couldn't even resist Li Shanxiao for one round. Horror filled his eyes and he wanted to escape with his soldiers.

Lady Xinling and her cavalry had noticed him long ago. Lady Xinling, a seventh-rank junior master, with her spear floating in her hand, climbed up and charged towards him.

"It's ridiculous that a group of ignorant guys want to murder the King of Zhenguo." Lady Xinling said disdainfully while beating Song Qiao.

The other two generals were even weaker. They were no match for Lady Xinling and were killed by her in just a few rounds.

"Everyone stop it!"

"Everyone stop it!"

Just when the scene was in chaos, Li Shanxiao and Lady Xinling led the cavalry and showed their might, killing people all over the palace, leaving corpses all over the place.

An old figure, accompanied by several trusted aides, quickly arrived at the banquet and shouted angrily at the many soldiers present.

"Damn it, who lets this old guy out?"

When Zhao Tuan saw Zhao Pan suddenly appear, his face became extremely ugly. He covered his injured arm, quietly stepped aside, and wanted to escape.

"Is the young prince preparing to leave?"

Little did he know that before he could escape, Ye Feng had already looked at where he was. Li Shanxiao, with a hostile look on his face and holding a hook-and-sickle spear, was standing behind him.

Zhao Pan saw the mess and corpses on the ground, his face full of sorrow. He walked straight to Ye Feng, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Your Excellency, Lord Zhenguojun, I am an old minister who is incompetent and failed to control my own evildoers, which led to the coup and this disaster."

"Your sins will be discussed later!"

Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Pan. His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. He said, "Anyone who participated in the murder of me will be killed without mercy. No one will be spared!"

"what!"

Zhao Pan opened his mouth wide, his face full of helplessness.

scoff!

Before Zhao Tuan could come to his senses, Li Shanxiao's hook-and-sickle spear pierced into his back, sending him flying.

"You are such a fool! How dare you murder your master? It's ridiculous!" Li Shanxiao killed the man and shouted at him angrily.

Zhao Tuan's face was full of ferocity, he gritted his teeth and said, "Humph! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. I didn't expect your cavalry to be so powerful, nor did I expect Ye Feng's swordsmanship to be so outstanding, otherwise, he would be the one to die!"

Looking at the unrepentant Zhao Tuan and the corpses scattered all over the ground, Zhao Pan seemed to become even older. He murmured to himself, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences!"