The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

For a mere 20 yuan spirit stone, it is still a rich businessman's spirit stone, which is obviously not worth the current order!
Soon the people from the Imperial City Division and Dali Temple also arrived at the merchant's home.

The sweat dripped from the face of the middle-aged businessman immediately.

I feel that I am not as simple as having stolen spirit stones. I must have committed some major event that I don't know about, otherwise I wouldn't alarm so many officials.

Looking at this battle, who would believe that it was just a simple theft, and anyone who said collaborating with the enemy and treason would believe it.

While most of the court's attention was on the theft, a carriage quietly left the city.

Perhaps because of the theft, the city guards' guarding of the city gate was obviously much weaker, and the carriage got out of the city smoothly.

Huairen got off the carriage, at this time Huairen was covered with a black scarf and dressed in black clothes, it looked like he was about to do something bad.

"Lord."

Seeing Huairen appear, four men in black who were also masked appeared from the darkness and saluted Huairen with fists cupped.

These four are all strong men raised by Qi Qianxing in captivity, two peak Martial Emperors and two Wu Empresses, in order to assassinate the second prince, Qi Qianxing spent all his money.

Huairen nodded slightly, and said in a changed voice, "Everything is going according to plan."

"Yes, Lord."

The four destroyed the carriage, not even the horse.

The traces along the way were also wiped clean by the four people, with clean and agile methods. It was not the first time they did this kind of thing.

Then the four of them hid in the dark, quietly waiting for the prey to arrive.

Huairen saw that he was done with his work and had nothing to do with himself, so he found a grass nest and lay down on the spot, performed the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu and fell asleep.

In a daze, Huairen was awakened by the sound of fighting.

Opening his eyes, he saw Chang Gui calling blessings, ah no, it was an immortal killing four Martial Emperors.

There is a luxurious carriage not far away, a handsome young man in a brocade robe stands in front of the carriage, and there is a guard of the peak Martial Emperor behind the young man on the right.

Heitian eyes opened, and Huai Ren once again glanced at the young man in charge.

A phantom of a flood dragon is looming on the young man's body. That's right, with the luck of the dynasty, this is a serious dragon son and grandson.

Huairen gradually merged into the shadows and sneaked towards the second prince.

Although Huairen has the strength to kill the opponent head-on, but there is a more convenient way to kill the opponent, why should he just face-to-face.

"Roar."

Jiaolong Xuying writhed uncomfortably and roared silently.

Qi Rong seemed to feel something, and looked around anxiously.

"What happened, Your Highness."

The Martial Emperor's guard beside Qi Rong asked in puzzlement.

"Nothing, just feeling a little uneasy."

Qi Rong shook his head and walked towards the carriage, thinking that he was rushing all the way back to the capital, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he wanted to go back to the carriage to rest.

As for the battlefield in the distance, Qi Rong wasn't worried at all, the four little Martial Emperors were nothing more than a matter of hand to Elder Qin.

Huai Ren was amazed, he thought this kind of luck dragon was just an external manifestation of the prince's fate, and it even had the function of early warning, he really learned a lot.

A shadow sneaked into the carriage along the wheels of the carriage.

Seeing Qi Rong who was sleeping in the carriage with his eyes closed, Huairen walked out of the shadows, and stretched out his hands to pinch Qi Rong's neck.

"Roar."

Feeling that Qi Rong was threatened with his life, the Luck Dragon suddenly appeared in the body of a dragon, and slammed into Huairen's chest with his teeth and claws.

His chest was hit, Huairen let out a muffled groan, he forcibly resisted the impact of Jiaolong without retreating a single step, and directly pinched Qi Rong's neck.

After Qi Rong died, Fate Dragon cast a unwilling glance at Huairen, and gradually dispersed.

"Ding, the host successfully killed the enemy, the villain's points +57, and the dynasty's luck +800."

Huairen was stunned, what is the fate of the dynasty.

Without waiting for Huairen to think more, the curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, it was the Wuhuang guard who heard the movement.

When the guard saw Qi Rong's body in the carriage, his complexion changed drastically, his eyes tearing open.

The second prince died, so no matter whether he, the second prince's personal guard, could avenge the second prince, he would die, he was a sinner, and it was very likely that he was a serious crime for exterminating the nine clans.

Thinking of this, the guard's face showed a ferocious look, his body burst out with energy, and he attacked Huairen with all his strength.

Only by killing this person, only by killing this person can he allow the royal family to show mercy outside the law, let his relatives go, and only kill him.

Huairen stretched out his palm, and let the other party's strong energy bombard him. The energy burst out, knocking open the carriage, and blowing Huairen's black clothes.

The palm of the hand easily passed through the body guard of the peak of the Martial Emperor, covering the opponent's neck.

"Crack."

"Ding, the villain points +69."

"Shuzi, dare you."

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of the immortal and strong man in the distance.

Seeing the lifeless body of Qi Rong, Elder Qin roared angrily, directly gave up on continuing to slaughter the four Martial Emperors, and rushed towards Huairen with tearing eyes.

"The strength of the mid-term Judan."

The corners of Huairen's mouth curled up slightly, and he leaped up suddenly, a layer of body protection condensed from outside his body and rushed towards the old man.

The two figures collided in the sky in an instant, and the energy burst out, blowing the surrounding leaves and rustling.

The old man's complexion changed, and he was horrified to find that Huairen's strength was still above his, but how could this be possible?
It is obvious that the other party is only a monk in the early stage of Judan, but he is an immortal in the middle stage of Judan.

"call out."

A flying sword roared from behind Huai Ren, and shot at Huai Ren's back.

Huairen had no choice but to get rid of the fight with the old man temporarily, and his body fell to the ground, avoiding the sharp edge of the flying sword.

"Tap, tap."

In the distance, a steed was flying with all four hooves, stamped out bursts of smoke and charged towards Huairen, and in the blink of an eye it had already arrived in front of Huairen.

On top of the steed, Lu Bu held the reins with one hand, clamped the saddle tightly with his legs, raised Fang Tian's painted halberd high with the other hand, and slashed down on Huairen with all his might.

And Huai Ren only had time to encourage the body guard to condense on his chest, hoping to block the opponent's knife.

"boom."

Huairen's body flew high, broke two big trees by the side of the road, and fell heavily to the ground.

The red rabbit horse stopped charging, and rubbed its hooves on the ground restlessly, snorting.

"do you died?"

On a big tree not far away, a young scribe with a lupine in his hand stood on the trunk, looked at the direction Huairen was flying out of, and asked with a serious expression.

"No, I can feel that the devil's breath is still there, and it hasn't disappeared yet."

Lu Bu stared at the direction Huairen flew out of, and replied with the same solemn expression.