The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

The War King's chariot left the crowd in a cloud of dust.

He ignored the flames rising into the sky behind him, and there were no cavalry guards surrounding him to protect him.

Su Jixue was already standing on the roof of the car, looking with cold eyes at the flames rising into the sky in the distance and the faint sounds of weapons clashing all around.

All the layouts are in the dark.

The capital city at night was like a monster with a huge mouth, and the War King's carriage drove towards this huge mouth, moving forward.

The further they moved forward, the louder the sounds of weapons clashing became.

The four main streets of the capital had already been blocked, and someone wanted to keep the War King outside the four main streets in the western suburbs of the capital.

That night, the Five Cities Army and the Jinwu Guards seemed to be blind as they all rushed towards the burning Tianwaitian, busying themselves with putting out the fire and rescuing the dignitaries who were dining in the fire.

The area around the War King seemed to have fallen into silent silence. The muffled sounds of swords, spears, and halberds clashing could be heard, but there were no shouts of fighting.

The War King's men did not raise their voices.

The troops who wanted to kill the War King did not raise their voices.

Both sides of the fight wanted to wipe out the other side.

It just depends on who can achieve the goal.

It is five miles from the western suburbs of the capital to West Chang Street, which is only a stick of incense at a gallop.

But tonight, the War King's carriage was not galloping, but moving at a leisurely pace, waiting for the gathering of evil spirits in the dark.

In the capital of Dongchu, East Chang Street was considered the most prestigious, while West Chang Street was the most noble. Imperial family members lived on East Chang Street, while civil officials and nobles lived on West Chang Street.

But the official road from Xijiao to Xichang Street seemed to be connected to the junction of light and darkness in the night, and all the evil in the capital tonight seemed to be concentrated here.

There was no sign of life, but it was filled with murderous intent.

The carriage moved slowly.

People kept dying along the way.

Su Jixue stood on the roof of the car facing the wind, watching the originally distant fight getting closer and closer.

A quarter of an hour.

Another quarter of an hour.

The moment the War King left Tianwai Tian, ​​the hourglass in the palace had turned upside down, and now, it was already halfway through.

The troops of Dongchu and the secret agents of Nanqing.

Finally, they came out in full force.

The knife is rolled up, the sword is broken, the bowstring is broken, and the arrows are scattered all over the ground.

Corpses are everywhere.

Although we are in the capital, it feels like we are on a border battlefield.

People kept pouring out from the darkness, and people kept stepping forward to meet the pouring out people.

Finally, regardless of life and death, someone rushed to the front of the War King's carriage.

Su Jixue lowered her eyes, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she recognized the only person in the crowd with a black scarf covering his face. He should be the leader of this operation - Zong Han.

It turned out that he was the leader of Liudao Pavilion in Dongchu.

No wonder Shopkeeper Li didn't dare to say anything.

After all, Zong Han is the cousin of Zong Kui. Even in such a big Zong family, there are only less than ten people left now.

Everyone with the surname Zong is a close relative of the clan leader and a real powerful figure in Nanqing, and they play an extremely important role.

Zong Han, the strongest among the Zong family members, was actually sent to Dongchu.

Responsible for the assassination.

Su Jixue suddenly jumped off the carriage and stepped on Zong Han's shoulder. He was surrounded by the top elite soldiers of Liudao Pavilion in Dongchu.

They rushed to the front, paving the way for Zong Han.

And among the dead people on the ground, there were also faces that Su Jixue was familiar with.

None of these people covered their faces.

Su Jixue's face was as gloomy as ice, which meant that these people were cannon fodder in this operation, and the only chance of survival was given to Zong Han.

Anyone who shows his face must not be allowed to stay.

Liudao Pavilion has given up on all those who took action tonight, which means that they will not stop until death.

Su Jixue looked unhappy.

He watched as this group of people rushed directly towards the carriage, and also watched the previously inconspicuous coachman suddenly exert his strength.

He even looked at Zong Han like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, waiting for the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the War King.

But the War King never took any action.

More and more people are dying.

These were all the hungry ghost candidates personally selected by Su Jixue and sent to Dongchu, but now, they have turned into corpses.

In the Battle of Gu'an, Su Jixue did not witness the death of 120,000 people with his own eyes.

But at this moment, she actually saw with her own eyes her people falling down and dying one by one in front of her.

And she could only watch.

It was not until the coachman was trapped in a sword formation by the assassins of the Six Paths Pavilion tonight that Zong Han finally took action.

And the War King in the carriage also moved.

Who will be the one to pull off this game tonight? This is the moment.

The knife and sword shadows are as fast as lightning, and every blow is a fight between life and death.

But Zhan Wang's knife and Zong Han's sword seemed to come from the same origin. Su Jixue narrowed her eyes and watched the two men fighting for life and death quietly. She always felt that something was wrong.

Zong Han might be a disciple of Zong Kui, which is not difficult to say.

But the War King and they were not from the same place, so why was his swordsmanship so strange when he was killing enemies on the battlefield?

Su Jixue stepped on Zong Han's shoulder and carefully observed Zhan Wang's swordsmanship. She felt that it was somewhat familiar. His sword moves were somewhat similar to Zong Kui's.

Su Jixue finally landed on Zong Han's sword, carefully observing the direction of the War King's sword.

However, Zong Han's strength could not be compared with that of the War King. After just a few dozen moves, he showed signs of defeat.

Zong Han frowned and quickly retreated.

Su Jixue also retreated.

"Jun Wuzui, leave him alone!"

Su Jixue couldn't help but scream, but her voice was only heard by herself.

Zong Han’s identity is different from others, but he is the most trusted by Zong Kui. Now that this big fish has come, he must not be let go.

But precisely because of this, when Zong Han retreated, half of the people from Liudao Pavilion who were originally fighting with the coachman rushed to the War King, desperately trying to block the War King's pursuit.

Zong Han did not want to fight any longer. When he saw that things were not going well, he immediately retreated.

Su Jixue was blocked within ten feet of the War King and watched Zong Han disappear into the dark night.

Looking back again, the secret guards had already come forward to support the War King's carriage, and all the people in Liudao Pavilion were killed or injured.

In the dark night, the air is filled with blood, and everything returns to tranquility.

The War King was unharmed.

The result is self-evident, the Zhanwang Mansion won.

At this moment, the secret guards hidden in the dark gradually gathered around. Su Jixue looked at Jun Wuzui, who was like the moon surrounded by stars. Under the moonlight, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he looked as noble and indifferent as a Shura in the dark prison.

Su Jixue did not step forward, but just looked at the scene from a distance.

Between them were corpses from the Liudao Pavilion scattered all over the ground, appearing to be clearly separated.

How long did he prepare it?

Amidst the seemingly calm demeanor of Prince Zhan's residence, the shocking situation of tonight had been set up. The Six Paths Pavilion of Dongchu was severely damaged. Su Jixue saw with her own eyes that, with the exception of Zong Han, who escaped unscathed, almost all of the members had been killed.

"Report, Chen Jiu followed the other party to their base. Now the Chenzi tribe has secured their base. Please make the decision, Master."

A dark shadow flew over from a distance and bowed his head to report in front of the War King.

"Let's go, now that we're here, let's go meet them." The War King stepped forward, the corners of his white robe stained with blood, fluttering in the dark night.

Tonight's anti-hunting moment begins now.

Su Jixue's eyes flashed with coldness. Did they follow Zong Han to where he was staying? !