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More and more people surrounded the prison in Lin'an City.

"You can't escape even if you don't want to die. If you don't want to die, you can capture him without any help!" Zhang Bing knew that Chen Hao was unpredictable, but he was still full of arrogance.

Behind him is the huge imperial court.

There were more than a dozen war gods and hundreds of first-grade warriors. He did not believe that the unattractive man in front of him had the qualifications to be an enemy of the imperial court.

Going your own way leads to a dead end.

Chen Hao was too lazy to say anything more, so he waved his wide sleeves, and his power burst out, causing sand and stones to fly and the sky to darken in an instant.

The walls of Dalao's house were shattered. The soldiers surrounding Dalao and even Zhang Bing, the deputy governor of Cangzhou, could not withstand the impact. They were like withered grass swept by the strong wind, flying involuntarily.

After a long time, the dust dissipated.

Lin'an Prison was almost razed to the ground.

The only person who was not affected was Guard Tang who did not have the courage to follow Chen Hao out of the cell.

The cell where Guard Tang was located is also the only remaining building in Lin'an Prison.

This guy was stuck in the cell, staring blankly at the messy world outside the iron bars.

Hundreds of people fell in the ruins. Zhang Bing crawled out from the pile of rubble. With a gray face, he stood up unsteadily and looked around, terrified.

Guard the Yamen.

Wang Ziru sensed that something was wrong with the big boss several miles away, so he walked out of the lobby with his own soldiers and commander Zhao Yi to see what happened.

Someone was standing outside the lobby at some point.

"who?!"

When Zhao Yi saw the person with his back turned, he glared and shouted.

The man turned around.

"It's you..." Wang Ziru couldn't help but frown, not because he was afraid or afraid of this uninvited guest, but because he was surprised.

"I'm here to ask for justice, sir." Chen Hao said and walked towards Wang Ziru.

"Be bold!"

Zhao Yi stepped forward to capture Chen Hao, but was hit by a counter-shock. He flew backwards at high speed and crashed through buildings. Finally, he collapsed the back wall of the guard's Yamen and fell to the ground.

There is a road outside the back wall of the guard's office.

The sudden situation caused passers-by to scatter in panic.

Zhao Yi was lying on his back, his internal organs were shattered, and he could not rest in peace.

In front of the lobby.

Wang Ziru's expression changed suddenly.

As a third-grade warrior just now, he was too late to save Zhao Yi, and he didn't even know how Zhao Yi was knocked away.

This guy with an unattractive appearance turns out to be hiding something deep.

Chen Hao grabbed Wang Ziru's shoulder.

"court death!"

Wang Ziru glared and was about to explode.

However, as Chen Hao's right hand fell, Wang Ziru's burst of power dissipated, as if he was imprisoned and unable to move.

Wang Ziru was shocked and pale.

The guy he regarded as a despicable person a month ago was at least a second-grade warrior.

Chen Hao did not kill Wang Ziru when he took action, but flew into the void with Wang Ziru and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, eight hundred miles away in Qingyun Mountain, a powerful aura rose into the sky, frightening countless creatures within a thousand miles.

On top of the ruins, Zhang Bing, the deputy governor of Cangzhou, stared at the sky and murmured with emotion: "Ancestor Qingyun has come out of the mountain..."

The mountainous area at the junction of Cangzhou and Yuzhou.

Chen Hao stopped, holding Wang Ziru with one hand and holding the other behind his back. In front of him was an old man with white beard and hair sitting cross-legged in the void.

Without using the Divine Movement Technique, he was just waiting for the Qingyun Patriarch of the Qingyun Sect.

Qingyun Sect disciples are rampant in Cangzhou.

Wang Ziru acted boldly.

This ancestor of Qingyun cannot escape the blame.

Today he will teach the Qingyun Sect a bloody lesson and bring out the bad breath for the tens of millions of people in Cangzhou.

"Master, save me!" Wang Ziru was very excited when he saw the old man as if he saw hope of being out of danger.

"Let my disciple go, I won't stop you." Patriarch Qingyun seemed to be very open-minded, he only wanted to save people and didn't bother to argue with Chen Hao.

In fact, he couldn't see the depth of Chen Hao, so he wanted to avoid taking action and also wanted to save Wang Ziru.

"You, stop me?"

Chen Hao smiled and looked at the master-like Qingyun Ancestor. When he first advanced to the first level half a year ago, he was able to escape completely even when he encountered a blow from the God of War.

This old guy is so confident.

The ignorant are fearless.

"I have given you a way out, don't waste your life by not knowing what is good and what is good." Patriarch Qingyun spoke with such pressure that the ground shook.

"Let me go quickly, or you will die without a complete body!" Wang Ziru relied on the presence of the Qingyun ancestor and threatened Chen Hao with a fierce look.

"Don't you think you're too anxious?" Chen Hao glanced at Wang Ziru, and he dared to scream even though he was still under his control. His mind was broken.

Wang Ziru said: "My master's martial arts cultivation is above that of many first-level warriors, and only below the God of War!"

Chen Hao waited for Wang Ziru to finish speaking, then took a step forward, stepping into the void and causing a shock wave visible to the naked eye, shaking the space.

Ancestor Qingyun's pressure covering this mountainous area was dispersed by the shock wave, and he gritted his teeth and punched an earth-shattering punch.

It can destroy the domineering fist intention of ordinary first-level warriors. The shock wave is like a mud cow entering the sea, and the rolling power is eliminated invisible.

Ancestor Qingyun's heart was trembling wildly, and it was too late to avoid the shock wave.

The shock wave caused by Chen Hao's kick spread to Patriarch Qingyun.

"what……"

Ancestor Qingyun let out a cry of despair and pain, his body disintegrated inch by inch, and his soul was annihilated after leaving the body.

The body and shape are destroyed.

Wang Ziru never expected that his greatest supporter would die so miserably.

The world returns to tranquility.

Wang Ziru gradually came back to his senses, and finally looked at Chen Hao, his face expressionless, and said: "It's the God of War..."

Chen Hao shook his head.

No?

Wang Ziru was confused.

How could someone other than the God of War kill his master so easily?

This guy couldn't even dream of it. Chen Hao shook his head not to deny it, but because he was confident that his combat power surpassed all the gods of war in Daxia.

"time to go."

The space around Chen Hao was distorted as he spoke.

The next second, King Chen Hao disappeared.

………………

Execution after autumn.

The practice of the Great Xia court.

All states and prefectures execute death row inmates in late autumn.

Shengjing, the capital of Daxia, was no exception. The execution ground located in an urn city was crowded with people watching the execution.

On the walls surrounding the Wengcheng, there were thickly arrayed soldiers like a forest.

Facing the formed city tower, Wei Jun sat in the middle, looking domineering.

The chief minister of Dali Temple sits on the left side of Wei Jun.

The envoy of the Patrol Department of the Forbidden Army sat on the right side of Wei Jun.

The three bosses headed by Wei Jun supervised the execution because many of the prisoners to be executed were former high-ranking officials.

Wei Jun looked coldly at the execution ground below the tower.

The first ten condemned prisoners to be executed have been brought to the execution platform by armored warriors.

Ten people knelt in a row.

Ten executioners stood behind the ten men.

Among these ten people was He Jie.

A few months ago, he was escorted back to the Holy Capital by Inspector Si Tiqi. He still firmly believed that evil will never prevail against good, but now his faith has collapsed.

Today, he is the one who dies, not those treacherous people like Wang Ziru.

Where is the law of heaven?

He Jie, who was about to die, was filled with grief and anger.

"The time has come!"

shouted the official who was responsible for keeping track of the time.

The noise stopped abruptly.

The men, women, old and children gathered around the execution platform held their breath and watched.

On the execution platform, Pang Yun turned around to look at Wei Jun, who was above him.

Wei Jun nodded.

Pang Yun turned around and loudly ordered, "Execution!"

At this moment, a large wooden box fell from the sky and hit the execution platform with a bang.

A man crawled out of the smashed wooden box and shouted towards the three big men in the city gate tower: "Master He Jiehe is not guilty, I framed him!"