Wuxia Chat Group: I’m an Immortal Cultivator
42 The Son of Heaven’s Mandate Killed, Ying Zheng’s Dark History

Arctic Moo

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

"Boom!"

A dozen or so dazzling and terrifying energies collided, creating a terrifying sonic boom. The surrounding ground shook, and the wind formed even blew away the corpses that Ao Bai had killed.

The earth shook and the mountains shook!

The full-powered attacks of the dozen or so martial arts grandmasters were too terrifying. Kang Xi, who was in the center of the attack, did not even shed a drop of blood before his entire body was completely shattered.

"Swoosh ~""Swoosh ~""Swoosh ~"

After the attack, Ge Nia, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others did not stop. They turned around and left, following their plan.

Xiong Ba also quickly left.

As for whether Kang Xi was dead or not, there was no need to confirm it.

That was because Kang Xi's entire body had been blasted into pieces.

"Little Xuan, you died too tragically!”

Wei Xiaobao, who had survived the shockwave, was covered in blood from the flying rocks. He peed his pants when he saw the huge hole in the ground.

"If there is hope in the future, I will avenge you.”

Wei Xiaobao first confirmed that Ge Nie, Xiong Ba, and the others had left before speaking in a low and vicious voice.

"Chi ~"

It was at this moment that Wei Xiaobao noticed that the head of Ao Bai, who had been tied to the ground, had fallen off. Blood sprayed three feet into the air.

A black-robed figure that looked like a thousand-year-old ice statue without any emotion suddenly appeared. As if he was harvesting wheat, he reaped another Buku youth who had just fainted from the shock of the battle.

"Who are you?"

Wei Xiaobao nearly lost control of his bladder. He wanted to escape, but the fear seemed to have taken all his strength away. He couldn't move at all.

"Little eunuch, you are very lucky to have died at the hands of an Earth Grade Network Assassin from Great Qin.”

Wei Xiaobao only heard this one sentence before he realized that he could see his own body and then completely lost consciousness.

"Hurry up!"

"Zhao Gao's rebellion has put our Network in a very passive position. This time, we must regain His Majesty's recognition.”

One of the Six Sword Slaves, Broken Water, said coldly.

The mission that Ying Zheng had given them was to deal with all the civil and military officials in the capital city. The team of snares that he had brought with him had already dealt with all the targets, and had already reached the Imperial City.

"Settle the battle in the capital as soon as possible. Assassins below Earth rank will stay in the capital and collect the wealth and ancient books of the capital. The other assassins will follow me to the capital as the center and randomly kill targets.”

After Broken Water finished speaking, his figure quickly disappeared from where he was.

Every second, dozens of imperial guards were killed by him.

"Your subordinate's net actually killed the chosen one of this world.”

Ye Hao's divine sense covered the entire capital, observing everything. He really wanted to see if Wei Xiaobao could escape the slaughter.

Unfortunately, the top experts in the palace, Hai Dafu, the fake Empress Dowager, and the others were beheaded by the Shadow Secret Guards at the first moment. They did not even have the chance to resist.

Under absolute power, Wei Xiaobao would not be able to escape death even if he was the main character.

"What's a chosen one? Was there any trouble in killing the chosen one?”

Ying Zheng could not help but ask.

Yueshen, who seemed to have forgotten that she was the Yin Yang School's Right Protector, stood by the side like a maid and poured wine for Ye Hao. She also listened attentively.

Tian Yan, Xiao Meng, and Shao Si Ming were also curious.

" You can understand it as the person with the thickest luck in an era. No matter what danger they encounter, no matter how powerful they are, they will eventually be able to turn misfortune into good. They are destined to reach the peak of their lives.”

"This world is a low-level world. Killing the chosen one won't have any effect.”

Ye Hao replied.

Everyone was shocked and envious. There was actually such a heaven-defying existence.

"Young Master, how could the chosen one of this world die in the hands of a net assassin?”

Yueshen poured Ye Hao another cup of wine and asked carefully.

"Because the power that the people in the chat group mobilized this time is beyond the boundaries of this world. Under the protection of fate, there is no power in this world that can stop the net from hunting.”

Ye Hao smiled.

"Great Immortal, is there a chosen one in my world?”

Ying Zheng hurriedly asked.

This kind of chosen one was a huge unstable factor to him.

If Great Qin's chosen one opposed Great Qin, wouldn't it cause Great Qin to suffer quite a bit of losses?

"Every world has one, and every era will give birth to one or more chosen ones.”

"For example, Zhang Sanfeng was the chosen one of his era, and Li Xunhuan was the chosen one of his era.”

Ye Hao drank the wine in his glass and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Ye Wen, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng were also the children of destiny of their respective worlds. Today, there were indeed many children of destiny in the world of Deer and Cauldron.

"As for the chosen one of your world, he is your former son, Tianming.”

Ye Hao teased.

Tianming's mother, Liji, was extremely beautiful and shocked the world. After she was captured to the Qin Palace, she learned that she was pregnant with Jing Ke's son.

In order to protect Jing Ke's bloodline, Li Ji gave herself to Ying Zheng. Spring passed and autumn came. Li Ji gave birth to Jing Ke's son, Jing Tianming, in the Qin Palace. After Jing Ke failed to assassinate Qin, he took poison and committed suicide.

Ying Zheng was speechless.

The Great Immortal had even deduced that he was raising someone else's son?

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading