„It is not good!” “不好！” Sits leaps one to stand up in Yan King both sides Qi Practitioner, look big change. 坐在燕王两侧的练气士腾地一声站起身来,神色大变。 Extremely dangerous! 极度危险！ In a flash, this seemingly frail scholar as if changed a person, the aura that lends, making four Qi Practitioner feel fearful and apprehensive. 一瞬之间,这个看似文弱的书生仿佛变了一个人,散发出的气息,让四位练气士都感觉到胆战心惊。 In addition Qi Practitioner so, others in main hall cannot withstand, some civil officials frighten to collapse to the ground directly, body waste crossflow. 练气士尚且如此,大殿中的其他人更加不堪,有的文官直接吓得瘫坐在地上,屎尿横流。 „Bang!” “轰！” Su Zimo both feet treads, has a loud sound, ground that the gold brick upholstery becomes, splits a giant slit, below is similar to dark Hell, is lending the gloomy and cold aura. 苏子墨双足踏地,发出一声巨响,金砖铺垫而成的地面,裂开一道巨大的缝隙,下面如同幽暗地狱,散发着阴冷的气息。 The entire palace sways fiercely, the dust crashes, as if wants Heaven collapses and Earth sinks, the momentum is scary! 整座宫殿剧烈摇晃,尘埃坠落,似乎要天塌地陷,声势骇人！ If not personally sees, no one can believe, present one is the manpower behavior. 若非亲眼所见,没有人敢相信,眼前的一幕是人力所为。 But Su Zimo has vanished in in the original place, the figure such as a Divine Horse high-spirited horse, the direct impact forwards, is almost suddenly, before then arrives at the Yan King body . 而苏子墨已经消失在原地,身形如一匹神驹烈马,直冲向前,几乎是眨眼间,便来到燕王身前。 Quickly, was too quick! 快,太快了！ Position that Su Zimo stands, from a Yan King at least ten zhang (3.33 m) distance, but the people only thought that at present a flower, between Yan King and Su Zimo are close. 苏子墨所站的位置,距离燕王最少有十丈的距离,但众人只觉得眼前一花,燕王和苏子墨之间已经近在咫尺。 But at this time, side Yan King four Qi Practitioner, just fished out spirit tool from storage bag. 而此时,燕王身旁的四位练气士,也才刚刚从储物袋中摸出灵器。 Response of both sides, missed a rank completely! 双方的反应,完全差了一个等级！ Only then, the main hall people understand Su Zimo just now the meaning of those words. 直到此时,大殿众人才理解苏子墨方才那句话的含义。 Although he and Yan King to ten zhang (3.33 m), but regarding Su Zimo, but is close. 虽然他与燕王相距十丈,但对于苏子墨而言,不过咫尺。 In this close within, even if you have the strength of whole nation, cannot stand off an ordinary man! 在这咫尺之内,就算你有举国之力,也敌不过一介匹夫！ „You, you must do!” “你,你要干什么！” Yan King frightens courage entirely cracks, the soul flies away and scatters, in the eye full is the panic-stricken, subconscious retreat backward. 燕王吓得肝胆俱裂,魂飞魄散,眼中满是惊恐,下意识的向后退去。 Su Zimo look ice-cold, strikes to fly the royal crown of Yan King top of the head conveniently, latter's hair scatters, in an extremely difficult situation. 苏子墨神色冰冷,随手打飞燕王头顶的王冠,后者的头发散落下来,狼狈不堪。 Su Zimo goes forward one step, finds out the palm, a hair that grasps firmly Yan King, carried it forcefully! 苏子墨上前一步,探出手掌,一把攥住燕王的头发,硬生生将其拎了起来！ „!” “啊！” The Yan King pain shouted one, the scalp almost must be entrained by Su Zimo, the forehead saw the perspiration, the hands and feet was icy cold. 燕王痛呼一声,头皮几乎要被苏子墨拽掉,额头见汗,手脚冰凉。 „Mortal, you dares!” “凡人,你敢！” „Fast put Yan King, otherwise you must die without doubt!” “速速将燕王放了,否则你必死无疑！” Four Qi Practitioner have two to control flying sword, controls a long blade, the last person governing causes at the same time the edge sharp wheel disk. 四位练气士有两位操控着飞剑,还有一位操控一柄长刀,最后一人御使一面边缘锋利的轮盘。 Four spirit tool only then on that wheel disk support the has a spirit mark, is low-grade spirit tool, other three are pseudo spirit tool, floats in the midair, is looking at Su Zimo strategic point, waits for the opportunity to act. 四件灵器只有那个轮盘上拥有灵纹,是下品灵器,其他三件都是伪灵器,漂浮在半空中,瞄着苏子墨身上的要害,伺机而动。 Su Zimo turned a blind eye, entrains the hair of Yan King to walk backward several steps, after the backhand leaves, traverse a long blade on rack. 苏子墨视若不见,拽着燕王的头发向后走了几步,反手抽出身后横放在架子上的一柄长刀。 cāng lāng! 仓啷！ The sharp blade has the sound of sheath to resound through in the main hall, the residual sound is unceasing, appalling. 利刃出鞘的声音响彻在大殿之中,余音不断,令人毛骨悚然。 One of Su Zimo in long blade hand horizontal, pastes on the Yan King nape of the neck. 苏子墨将手中长刀一横,贴在燕王的脖颈上。 Yan King even can feel the chill in the air that the blade edge brings, in a twinkling, fine hair set upright. 燕王甚至能感受到刀锋带来的寒意,霎时间,身上的汗毛都竖了起来。 „I called Su Zimo, you remembered.” The Su Zimo's sound resounds, the mood has not fluctuated slightly, makes the Yan King heart feel nervous. “我叫苏子墨,你记住了。”苏子墨的声音响起,没有丝毫情绪波动,却让燕王心头发慌。 „Su Zimo, you may know, the Royal City imperial guard guards in addition then has the numerous of hundred thousand, in addition my back cultivation sect, you desire to fly high are also difficult to escape!” “苏子墨,你可知道,王城禁军加上守卫便有十万之众,再加上我背后的修真宗门,你插翅也难逃！” Yan King after all is Monarch of the country, when hanging in the balance, the returning to normal mind, depresses the fear as far as possible forcefully, clenches teeth saying: „Was inferior that I and you make a transaction......” 燕王毕竟是一国之君,在命悬一线之际,尽量平复心神,强行压下恐惧情绪,咬牙道:“不如我与你做个交易……” „Hehe.” “呵呵。” Su Zimo smiled. 苏子墨笑了一下。 Hears this laughter, the heart of Yan King sinks to the valley gradually. 听到这个笑声,燕王的心渐渐沉入谷底。 He realized, Su Zimo killing intent has decided! 他意识到,苏子墨杀意已决！ „!” “咻！” In the meantime, the Yan King ear bank hears a sharp weapon sound air-splitting, the speed is extremely fast. 就在此时,燕王耳畔传来一阵利器破空之声,速度极快。 „Had Qi Practitioner to act!” In Yan King heart great happiness. “有练气士出手了！”燕王心中大喜。 So long as Qi Practitioner can a sword massacre Su Zimo, he also has a slim chance of survival. 只要练气士能一剑将苏子墨杀掉,他还有一线生机。 Acting Qi Practitioner stands in Su Zimo behind, the distance between both were too near, is less than one zhang (3.33 m). 出手的练气士站在苏子墨身后,两者之间的距离太近了,不到一丈。 This flying sword punctures in the Su Zimo line of sight blind spot, such as the flowing light, in the wink of an eye, after then arrives at the Su Zimo's brain, together. 这柄飞剑在苏子墨视线盲区刺过去,如一道流光,瞬息之间,便来到苏子墨的脑后。 Other three Qi Practitioner at present one bright. 其他三位练气士眼前一亮。 Saw after this flying sword must prick the Su Zimo's brain, Su Zimo does not return, seems the back to keep eyes open, suddenly after the brain flings the arm, seemingly is exhausted, gently one volume on that flying sword. 眼看这柄飞剑就要刺入苏子墨的脑后,苏子墨头也不回,好似背后长眼,突然向脑后甩出手臂,看上去软塌塌的,在那飞剑上轻轻一卷。 „Un?” “嗯？” The Qi Practitioner look of making a move changes, discovered oneself lost unexpectedly the control to flying sword. 出手的练气士神色一变,发现自己竟然失去了对飞剑的控制。 Qi Practitioner controls flying sword, is uses own spiritual qi winding on flying sword, such as the arm pulls strings, may attack to defend. 练气士操控飞剑,是利用自己的灵气缠绕在飞剑上,如臂指使,可攻可守。 Strength that but Ox Tongue as a Blade erupts strong? 但牛舌卷刃爆发出的力量有多强？ Under rolls up and pushes along, spiritual qi on this flying sword was shaken the powder instantaneously. 卷动之下,这飞剑上的灵气瞬间就被震散。 The Su Zimo backhand throws! 苏子墨反手一扔！ Pū! 噗！ flying sword penetrates the chest of Qi Practitioner, carries over slides blood light, castrates does not reduce, on the insertion main hall wall ruthlessly, contaminates the bloodstain sword blade to shiver. 飞剑穿透练气士的胸口,带出一溜血光,去势不减,狠狠的插入大殿墙壁上,沾染着血迹的剑身颤抖不已。 The entire process mentioned slowly, was extremely actually quick. 整个过程说来缓慢,实则极快。 Acts from Qi Practitioner, was instead pierced the body to him by a sword, less than time of breath! 从练气士出手,到他反被一剑刺穿身体,不到一个呼吸的时间！ This person of facial expression delay, in the vision is completely unbelievable, looked down cluck to brave the chest of bloody water, the look was lax, bang fell down. 此人神情呆滞,目光中尽是难以置信,低头看了看咕咕冒着血水的胸口,眼神涣散,砰地一声倒在地上。 „Hiss!” “嘶！” Remaining three Qi Practitioner suck in a breath of cold air, subconscious backs up several steps, wants as far as possible spreads out with Su Zimo. 剩下的三位练气士倒吸一口冷气,下意识的倒退几步,想要尽可能的与苏子墨拉开距离。 Just now if Su Zimo that sword throws to them, no one can evade. 方才苏子墨那一剑若是扔向他们中的一个,也没有人能躲过。 The speed of that sword, has surpassed their responses completely. 那一剑的速度,已经完全超出他们的反应。 „Informs the Senior Brother Liu support quickly!” “快去通知刘师兄支援！” In three people have a Qi Practitioner look to be terrified, hurried runs to the main hall, in an instant vanishes does not see. 三人中有一位练气士神色惶恐,匆忙的向大殿后方跑去,转眼间就消失不见。 The time of breath, to Yan King, as if have 100 years is so long. 这几个呼吸的时间,对燕王而言,仿佛有一百年那么漫长。 Was defeated! 失败了！ Even Qi Practitioner intended to be defeated. 连练气士出手都失败了。 The long blade on Yan King nape of the neck, has not left the slightest from beginning to end. 燕王脖颈上的长刀,从始至终都未曾离开分毫。 Su Zimo bows the head slightly, said in the Yan King ear bank in a soft voice: „Zhao Qian, you know that when I step into the moment of palace, you are a deceased person. I said that must kill you, on under poor blue sky yellow springs, no one can save you.” 苏子墨微微俯首,在燕王的耳畔轻声说道:“赵迁,你知道么,当我踏入宫殿的一刻,你已经是一个死人。我说要杀你,上穷碧落下黄泉,也没人能救你。” In spacious main hall, completely silent! 空旷的大殿中,鸦雀无声！ As if everyone, was absorbed by an imposing manner of person, keeps silent, if cold cicada. 似乎所有人,都被一个人的气势所摄,噤若寒蝉。 The Su Zimo's sound is not loud, is very light, is very supple, is very tranquil, probably is chatting with Yan King, but everyone can feel, behind this sound that made killing intent that the person mind trembled! 苏子墨的声音不大,很轻,很柔,很平静,像是在与燕王闲聊,但每个人都能感受到,这声音背后那令人心神颤栗的杀意！ Yan King frightens the whole body to shiver, the tooth collides, knocks to make noise, a heat flow comes out from the lower part class/flow, the fishy smell soars to the heavens. 燕王吓得浑身颤抖,牙齿碰撞,磕磕作响,一股热流从下体流出来,腥气冲天。 „Zhao Qian, does not need to be afraid, is only a blade, without pain.” “赵迁,不用害怕,只是一刀,没有痛苦。” Su Zimo's vision ice-cold, saying one word at a time: „I deliver you to start off, get down to apologize to my parents!” 苏子墨的目光冰冷,一字一顿的说道:“我送你上路,下去向我爹娘赔罪吧！” Titter! 噗嗤！ blood light flashes for the first time, the Yan King large head, was cut by a Su Zimo blade, carries in the hand. 血光乍闪,燕王斗大的头颅,被苏子墨一刀砍下来,拎在手中。 The Yan King circle is staring the eyes until death, inside full is frightened, in fact, even if no Su Zimo this blade, Yan King still had been scared to death. 燕王至死都圆瞪着双眼,里面满是恐惧,实际上,就算没有苏子墨这一刀,燕王也已经被吓死了。 Living scaring to death! 活生生的吓死了！ The blood spews out, spatters in all directions on the cheeks, Su Zimo feels nothing. 鲜血喷涌而出,迸溅在脸颊上,苏子墨浑然不觉。 Flogs! 挞挞挞！ Outside the palace, hears the dense and numerous sounds of footsteps, the Yan King imperial guard has rushed. 宫殿外,传来密密麻麻的脚步声,燕王禁军已经赶到。 Su Zimo the Yan King bloody head is in the waist, observes the situation all around, shakes washes one's hands of the long blade, murderous-looking, cold sound said: „Yan King has died, blocks me, kill without mercy!” 苏子墨将燕王血淋淋的头颅系在腰间,环视四周,抖一抖手中的长刀,杀气腾腾,寒声道:“燕王已死,拦我者,杀无赦！”