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

"Where's Zhao Fei? Have you seen Zhao Fei?"

Zhao Du was furious. He knew very well that all the people who knew who was guarding the city gate were following him, except Zhao Fei. Thinking that Ye Feng could easily lead the cavalry into the city, there must be someone leading the way for him. Thinking of this, it could only be this evil son Zhao Fei.

"Your Highness, the eldest prince led his personal guards to the outside of Pingxi City overnight. He said he wanted to lead the soldiers to patrol the area around Pingxi City."

The scout in charge of guarding the city gate quickly came to Zhao Du to report.

"Ah! This rebellious son! I have long known that he is afraid of death. I thought he really wanted to defend the city when he suddenly asked for orders last night. He deserves to die!"

Blood-red murderous intent continued to burst out from Zhao Du's body. His hands were out of control and he madly grabbed at the scout who came forward to report.

"Ah! Your Majesty..."

The scout only felt a strange energy rushing into his body, followed by a powerful attraction that continuously drew all the blood in his body. His eyes opened wide, and in a short moment, he saw bare bones falling to the ground. The scout was completely turned into dry bones.

Gudong!

Many people around couldn't help swallowing when they saw this scene. They were filled with fear and felt their feet were heavy and unable to retreat.

"Mr. Wang! Tell me what's going on. Didn't the Purple Lightning Protector go to kill Ye Feng last night? How come he is still alive?" Zhao Du took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the rage and murderous intent in his heart. He looked at Wang Lang not far away and asked.

"The Purple Lightning Protector has a very high status in the Sanyuan Divine Sect. He is very powerful. Ordinary grandmasters cannot be his opponents. Even if Ye Feng is followed by a grandmaster general, he cannot defeat the Purple Lightning Protector." Wang Lang frowned. Things were indeed a bit weird.

"Father, let's run away!"

Zhao Yuan was standing not far away. The morning wind was still a little cold. His body couldn't bear it. His face became even paler and he stood there, swaying.

"Escape? Where to escape? Ye Feng's army is outside the city!"

Zhao Du's face turned grim when he heard this.

He never expected that the Purple Lightning Protector, who had clearly gone to assassinate Ye Feng, actually allowed the other party to come to Pingxi City alive. It really made him feel incredible.

"According to your guess, there must be a super strong person around King Ye Feng. Since he came to the Song Dynasty, the group of bald donkeys in Nanyue Temple were also strong, but he led the army to defeat them, but he was safe and sound. Later, the Xun family, which had been standing in the Song Dynasty for more than 200 years, had long been rumored to be the ancestor of the Xun family who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation and was the number one master in the Song Dynasty. Since he left the Xun family, the ancestor of the Xun family disappeared and there is no trace of him anymore."

Zhao Yuan's trembling voice sounded, and his analysis was well-reasoned.

"Yuan'er! Father is unwilling to accept this!"

Zhao Du felt unwilling and regretful in his heart. If he had listened to Zhao Yuan's advice earlier and chose to surrender to Ye Feng, even if he lost Pingxi County, it would not be difficult for him to survive.

At worst, even if he joined forces with Dongxuan King Zhao Yunfei, with Zhao Yunfei's support, Pingxi County would not have been conquered by Ye Feng so quickly.

Now, he had clearly already joined the Sanyuan Divine Sect, but he found that the Purple Lightning Protector was missing, and Ye Feng, with his cavalry, had already come to kill him.

"Father! There are not too many choices in life. He who knows how to adapt to the times is a hero. Sometimes choices are really important. Once you make the wrong choice, the price you pay is everything!" Zhao Yuan shook his head slowly. From the corner of his eye, he saw a mighty cavalry not far away. They were wearing black armor, riding strong war horses, holding black spears, and riding longbows and quivers, galloping towards them.

The man charging in the front was full of vigor and vitality. He was wearing a white robe that fluttered in the wind. He was handsome and extraordinary. On his waist was a long sword carved with a dragon head, the Emperor's Sword.

"I will pretend to surrender to him later, and take the opportunity to kill this guy! Catch the thief and the leader. As long as he is killed, the enemy army will collapse without a fight!" Zhao Du said coldly to the people around him.

Call...

Ye Feng rode his warhorse and came to the outside of the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion. The indifferent expression on his face disappeared completely, replaced by a bone-chilling murderous intent.

He didn't expect that Pingxi King Zhao Du and all the people in the palace would become followers of the Sanyuan Sect and use human blood as a medium for cultivation.

His eyes also fell on the pale young man not far away. The other person must be Zhao Yuan: "Before I came to the Pingxi Palace, I was quite interested in you and thought you were a smart person. It's a pity that you can't tell right from wrong, loyalty from righteousness, good from evil. What a pity!"

When Ye Feng's voice sounded, Zhao Yuan knew that he was talking about him, so he said slowly, "Right and wrong, good and evil, loyalty and righteousness have nothing to do with me. If there is no king, where would I be, Zhao Yuan? So even if he is wrong, I will follow him to the end. What if he is right?"

"Hahaha……"

Ye Feng laughed loudly towards the sky. It would be such a sad thing if people who practiced martial arts or studied could not distinguish between good and evil, loyalty and righteousness, and right and wrong.

"All troops, listen up. From head to toe, kill everyone in the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion!" Ye Feng didn't even spare a glance at Zhao Du, who was at the peak of the eighth-grade junior grandmaster, and gave the order.

Since you have chosen to practice the Three Yuan Divine Art, they will be a nuisance if they are alive, and the only way is to kill them all!

"what!?"

He was thinking of pretending to surrender and taking the opportunity to sneak attack Ye Feng and kill him as quickly as possible. Zhao Du didn't expect that Ye Feng would not even give him a chance to surrender.

"As ordered!"

Li Shanxiao held the hook-sickle spear in his hand, and his cultivation of the peak of the first-grade grandmaster burst out. The sound of horse hooves rang out, and he raised the hook-sickle spear high and gave an order: "Kill!"

"Ah! Your Excellency the King of Zhenguo, I surrender! Surrender!" Zhao Du roared, trying to pretend to surrender voluntarily.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng said disdainfully: "You still want to play tricks in front of me before you die. With those little tricks in your mind, do you think you can fool me?"

When Zhao Du saw that his inner thoughts were exposed, he no longer hid them. The moment his spiritual power flowed wildly, blood appeared on his body. He moved at an extremely fast speed, suddenly drew the sword at his waist, and stabbed it towards Ye Feng.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, Li Shanxiao's hook-and-sickle spear, carrying a powerful momentum, stabbed out.

Zhao Fei hid not far away, he didn't dare to see his father.

woohoo hoo...

"You want to assassinate my eldest brother? Die!"

Dashan's burly body burst out with powerful strength. Holding a mace in his hand, his strength burst out and he swept towards Zhao Du regardless of everything.

With a bang, Zhao Du's body was knocked away by the mace, his blood gushed out, and Li Shanxiao took advantage of the situation with the sickle spear in his hand and cut off his head directly.