Dressed as Wu Dalang, starting at 1.9 meters

[Ding, all force values ​​have been converted into force values, and now the host's force value is 100000 (grandmaster level)]

The force value is from weak to strong, from nine-rate master to first-rate master.

Above the master is the master level.

When Wu Tian has [-] points of strength, he is an entry-level master.

Now it can be regarded as officially stepping into the combat power of a grandmaster.

With this level of combat power, looking around, it was already difficult to find an opponent who could fight him one-on-one.

Of course, Wu Tian believes that there are still grandmasters with more than [-] fighting power in this world.

For example, it is said that the undefeated sword master in the Japanese swordsman dojo in the East and the slam boxing champion in the West.

All of these people are the generation of a thousand riders, and their combat effectiveness may be more than [-] points.

Click!

Wu Tian felt that the strength in his body was constantly increasing!

Chapter 86 The Fangs of the Right Prime Minister [Part 6]

With his current combat strength, not to mention that one rider is worth a thousand, it is no problem to beat hundreds of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

They successfully evaded all the guards, sneaked out of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, crossed the street, turned two alleys, and finally appeared at the back door of the Prince's Mansion.

The walls of the Prince's Mansion are very high, but this is not a problem for Wu Tian and the others.

They took off the rope ladders on their bodies, tied them to the arrows by Hua Rong, shot them on the hooks on the wall, and hung them flat on the wall.

Following the rope ladder, the four of them quickly entered the Prince's Mansion.

It was very quiet in the Prince's Mansion, very strange.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance.

Surprised, Wu Tian and the others chased after the sound and came to the hall.

The hall was brightly lit, and the four of Wu Tian hid outside the window and looked in quietly.

I saw many guards falling around the prince and the right minister.

The crown prince pointed at the Prime Minister on the right and scolded angrily: "You rebellious ministers and thieves, how dare you plot against my great Song Dynasty!"

The Prime Minister on the right sneered: "His Royal Highness, didn't you also take advantage of the Chai family's orphans and widows to snatch your Song Jiangshan here?

The world is not the world of one person, but the world of all.

As long as whoever has the ability and who can gain power, whoever can be a country. "

"For the sake of your respect for the truth, the truth will let you drink poisonous wine and give you a good time.

If you continue to be so ignorant, don't blame the truth, you will die even worse! "

"Pooh!"

The prince spit on the ground, his willow eyebrows stood on end.

"Traitor, listen to me!

Even if you kill Ben Gong today, you will never get the world!

The prince of the Great Song Dynasty is not the only one in this palace. After this palace dies, there are other princes who can succeed to the throne. No matter what you say, it will not be your turn! "

Prime Minister on the right was neither in a hurry nor annoyed, and clapped his hands.

"The throne still belongs to the prince, but not you, the prince."

The fake prince came in from the outside.

When the real prince saw the fake prince who looked exactly like him, he was stunned.

"This……"

"Now do you still feel that Zhenxiang is joking with you? His Royal Highness, if you kill you, this fake prince can become the real prince."

"you!"

The prince grabbed the dagger on the table and stabbed the false prince.

Before the dagger was thrust out, the right minister's long sword pierced the prince's chest first.

"Your Majesty, how dare you..."

The right minister sneered: "The truth has already given you a chance, but you have been dragging your feet and not wanting to do it.

Now you still want to sabotage Truth's plan, Truth has no choice but to send you back to the west. "

After finishing speaking, Prime Minister Right sent the hilt of his sword forward forcefully, and the long sword pierced through the prince's abdomen.

The prince fell to the ground, fainted, and blood flowed along the floor, soaking the false prince's boots.

The fake prince was so frightened that he backed away again and again, his center of gravity was unstable, and he sat slumped on the ground.

"Master Xiang, the prince..."

"What prince?"

The right minister's face became serious, "From now on, you are the prince of Song Dynasty."

"I……"

"What me, you should call yourself Bengong!"

The right minister shouted.

The fake prince came back to his senses and forced himself to calm down.

"I will do my duty as a prince in the future, and obey the orders of the right minister."

The Prime Minister on the right nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the dead prince's body and said to the dead man, "Drag this body out and bury it in the garden."

The two dead men raised the prince's body, took it to the open space in the back garden, dug a pit and buried it.

After they buried them, not long after they left, Wu Tian led Lu Zhishen and the other three, quietly lurking in the open space in the back garden to dig out the real prince.

The real prince was dying, and the blood from his belly was still flowing out.