Chapter 83 Calling for help

"Who dares to speak nonsense outside the palace? How can the majesty of our emperor be allowed to be usurped!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, a military officer wearing heavy armor and carrying a sword walked out of the hall.

This man has a strong breath and sharp eyes. He is also a Jindan master.

"Who is this guy?" Zhao Mu asked.

Zhao Yu explained in a low voice: "This man is called Han Kuo. He is a Jindan casual cultivator recruited by the royal family at a high price. He is responsible for protecting the safety of the royal family. In recent years, the emperor has ignored the government affairs. Most of the government affairs in the court are controlled by Han Kuo and the national teacher Hong Daoren. These two people rely on their superb cultivation and the emperor's trust. They almost turned Zhao into a one-man show. They bully men and women, make countless money, and make the people complain."

When saying this, Zhao Yu's face was full of indignation.

"Just two Jindan cultivators played Zhao in the palm of their hands. The dog emperor is simply shameful and unworthy of being the emperor."

Zhao Mu scolded angrily.

To be honest, Zhao Mu had not intended to take real action against the emperor for the sake of the little princess, but now it seems that if the dog emperor continues to stay on the throne, Zhao will be finished sooner or later.

"A mere Jindan? You are so arrogant, I will ask you for your skills!"

Han Kuo drew his sword and stepped forward, striding forward with a sharp and fierce sword.

Zhao Chen and others were so scared that their faces turned pale. This was a blow from a Jindan cultivator, enough to shake the mountains.

But in Zhao Mu's opinion, Han Kuo's cultivation was really unbearable. Although he was a Jindan cultivator, the prestige of this sword was not as high as that of some foundation-building cultivators of the Shengyuan Demon Sect.

It is indeed difficult for casual cultivators walking in the secular world to become successful.

There was no need for Zhao Mu to take action at all. Xiong Xia flashed and blocked everyone.

Facing the flying sword energy, Xiong Xia yawned lazily, and was too lazy to even use his demonic power to parry. He just waved his left arm like chasing away mosquitoes, and then slapped the sword energy in the air without even causing any wind or waves.

Han Kuo was shocked.

His sword had a hundred years of skill, and it could easily split even the hardest diamond. How could it be so easily resolved by the opponent?

It was incredible.

Who was that burly bear-like man? Could he also be a Jindan cultivator?

"Why are you in a daze? We are in a battle now, and a moment of distraction is enough to be fatal."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Han Kuo.

Han Kuo was so scared that his hair stood up all over his body. Without turning his head, he slashed behind him.

But the blade was like entering a quagmire, and its power was completely resolved in an instant.

Ka~

With a crisp sound, Han Kuo's magic weapon long sword broke between the two fingers of Gui Ha.

The broken blade flew across Han Kuo's neck, splashing blood.

Han Kuo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, then he fell to the ground in silence and died.

A Jindan cultivator died just like that.

The whole place was silent.

The most shocked person was the national teacher Hong Daoren.

He knew Han Kuo's strength very well. If the two of them were to compete in fighting, it would be a 50-50 level. In close combat, he would be even weaker than Han Kuo, after all, his crazy fighting swordsmanship was quite sharp and domineering.

But... Han Kuo died just like that, without even the room to resist. He was strangled to death by the bald monk like a chicken, without any suspense.

Hong Daoren suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The bald monk was brought by Zhao Mu, and he obeyed his orders.

To be able to drive such a strong man, what level of strength did Zhao Mu have?

Hong Daoren didn't dare to think further, and he had already backed down in his heart.

If he didn't run now, he would have no chance.

Hong Daoren made up his mind, and with a roar, he summoned a giant golden falcon from nowhere, and flew out of the palace quickly on the golden falcon. In the blink of an eye, he had escaped hundreds of meters away.

"Catch him back." Zhao Mu said lightly.

Gui Ha nodded, his figure flashed, disappeared for a second or two, and then reappeared in front of Zhao Mu.

But at this moment, there was another person in Gui Ha's hand.

Hong Daoren looked up at Zhao Mu with a confused face, his face was ashen, and his heart and liver were about to burst.

As soon as Gui Ha made a move, Hong Daoren was completely desperate.

Yuanying strongman!

Zhao Mu's subordinates were actually Yuanying realm strongmen!

That was Yuanying realm. In the world of cultivation, they were all qualified to establish a sect. If they wanted to find a support, no matter which sect they joined, they would open the door for them.

Even the five major holy places of the human race would not reject a Yuanying strongman who was willing to surrender.

This is the value of Yuanying strongmen.

And such a powerful Yuanying strongman was willing to work for Zhao Mu. How powerful must Zhao Mu be?

"Boss, how should we deal with him?"

Zhao Mu pointed to the court hall and said, "Throw him in and show the dog emperor what kind of rotten fish and shrimp his capable generals are."

"Okay."

Gui He grabbed Hong Dao Ren and pulled up Han Kuo, who was already dead. He exerted force with both arms at the same time and threw the two dead and alive into the palace hall.

Zhao Chen and others saw it, and they were surprised and happy.

All the civil and military officials in the court hated these two Taoists to the bone. Who didn't expect that today would be the day of their death.

On the other hand, Zhao Chen was also shocked by Zhao Mu's strength.

This youngest son has been missing for only a year. Although he was born with a pure yang body and is a good seedling for cultivation, his growth rate is really too fast.

"Who is making a noise here!"

The old emperor's majestic voice came from the hall.

This voice was quite loud, not like a mortal could make it.

The old emperor was actually a cultivator?

No, he had no experience in cultivation in the past, and he was born without spiritual roots. It was impossible for him to suddenly become a cultivator at such an old age.

He must have taken a crooked path.

As soon as the voice fell, an old man wearing a gilded dragon robe and a white-haired and childlike face walked out of the hall.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Chen was shocked when he saw the emperor's face.

The old emperor was over eighty years old. He used to be a withered old man, but at this moment he actually had a childlike face, as if he had gained a second life. How could this not shock people.

"Zhao Chen, you are so bold that you dared to bring people to the palace and kill my beloved minister. Do you know your crime?"

The old emperor has been in power for more than sixty years. Although he is incompetent, he has cultivated an imperial aura in his high position for a long time, and his words are full of oppression.

How could Zhao Chen bear it? He subconsciously knelt down.

But Zhao Mu waved his hand, and a gentle force held Zhao Chen up, not letting him kneel.

"Father, such a foolish monarch is not worthy of your kneeling. You are my father, Zhao Mu. From now on, only others will bow to you, and there is no reason for you to bow to others."

Zhao Mu's words were tantamount to treason.

The old emperor was furious and shouted, "Boy, are you going to rebel?"

"The emperor is foolish and unjust, I will seek justice for the people of Zhao." Zhao Mu said in a deep voice.

"Very good, I hope you won't regret what you said just now."

The old emperor suddenly took out a token and shouted, "The thief is making trouble, please return to the palace to save me!"

Zhao Mu was stunned and speechless.

I thought this old emperor had some confidence, and he was going to ask for help after all this time.