This person is too murderous

The martial arts talent of the Twelve Kings is average. Even though he is a prince and has a lot of resources, he is still at the top of the seventh level and cannot comprehend the golden elixir avenue.

Therefore, the evil emperor's order appeared, and the hearts of the twelve kings were moved.

Although the evil warrior will start a murderous calamity, but so what?

He will not lose his mind, and Moyun Sect guarantees that he will reach the ninth level.

The evil warrior from Moyun Sect is not alive and well now?

"Does King Yun have something to convey?" Jiang Daoming asked.

"King Yun secretly went to Baihui City to meet with the Twelve Kings. He could only ensure that the warriors around the Twelve Kings would not interfere." Zhu Hongyan said.

"It's okay to intervene." Jiang Daoming looked indifferent.

"Palace Master, please don't be careless." Zhu Hongyan said solemnly: "Emperor Xia has another piece of news, that is, there will be descendants of the Immortal God's bloodline, late ninth-level warriors, involved this time."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "The immortal warriors in the late ninth level should be their biggest reliance."

He had just killed a resentful soul descended from an immortal god. Although it was just a resentful soul, the opponent had cultivated a divine base and had access to the realm of immortal gods.

In comparison, this descendant of the immortal god is even worse.

"This is the news. As for the other warriors, they pose no threat to the palace master and can only cause some trouble." Zhu Hongyan said.

Below the ninth floor, Jiang Daoming's strength didn't matter at all.

"Thank you, Emperor Xia." Jiang Daoming cupped his hands in the direction of the imperial capital and said, "Master Hongyan, the news has been conveyed. You should leave quickly and don't get caught."

"Before I leave, there is one more news." Zhu Hongyan chuckled and said: "At midnight tonight, something interesting will happen in the east streets of Baihui City. The palace master can go and take a look."

Jiang Daoming nodded slightly and said, "The master of this palace will go and take a look."

Zhu Hongyan stood up and left with the hunchbacked old man.

The two left, and Yang Xuanming and Mo Yunqian came in to drink and eat together.

"Palace Master, it's time for us to leave." Yang Xuanming whispered.

"Is your father here?" Jiang Daoming asked, "It's indeed time to say goodbye, but we still have to perform a show. How much will it hurt you?"

Although they are not afraid of these warriors, they will still have to hang out in the martial arts world in the future.

"Hall Master, please be gentle." Yang Xuanming said with a bitter smile: "Our small bodies cannot withstand the hand of the Hall Master."

"Don't worry, this palace master knows what's going on." Jiang Daoming said with a faint smile: "I heard from Hongyan Louzhu that there will be interesting things tonight. Let's go and see if we have a chance to see you off."

"Hall Master, Xuan Ming toasts to you. Our positions are different, but it does not prevent Xuan Ming from admiring the Hall Master."

Yang Xuanming raised his glass and said: "If you need it in the future, just ask the master of the palace, Xuanming will never say anything."

"Yunqian will never refuse." Mo Yunqian also raised her wine glass.

"Okay, I don't have many friends, so I'll make you two friends." Jiang Daoming drank it all in one gulp and said, "If something happens in the future, let someone summon you. If the other party is guilty, I will help you take care of it."

When they were about to separate, the two of them also started drinking. It was still early in the morning, so when they were drunk, they just used their true energy to evaporate the alcohol.

After drinking until evening, the two of them were drunk and unconscious. Jiang Daoming drank and ate by himself.

Time passed and late at night came. Jiang Daoming helped them dispel their drunkenness and took them out of the window to the east of the city.

Parkway City, East Street.

Empty streets, oil lamps on, dim lights illuminating the darkness.

A stall, an elderly couple, a few tables and chairs.

The old man held the wine jar, and the aroma of wine overflowed and floated out.

The old woman cut up the meat, filled a plate, and put it on the table.

On the street, a figure walked slowly, wearing a black hat and holding a sword, and he went straight to find a table to sit down.

"Your Excellency, are you here to eat meat?" the old woman said with a smile.

"Meat alone is not enough, let's add a bowl of wine." The man in the hat said calmly: "I heard that the wine you have here is brewed with eagle blood and dog blood. It is a great tonic, so I came here to have a bowl. "

The old man smiled lightly and said: "Not everyone can drink the wine of eagle and dog."

"Then can I have a drink?"

In the dark night, a middle-aged man arrived, carrying a machete on his back and exuding a fierce aura.

"Of course the Sword King can drink." The old man poured a bowl of wine, and with a burst of anger, the bowl fell steadily on the table.

"He can drink, and so can I." The man in the hat said calmly, and an eight-level aura rose up.

"Hiding your head and showing your tail is not worthy of drinking." The old man said lightly: "Since you are here, you know who prepared this wine. You don't even dare to show your face, but you still want to drink?"

The man in the bamboo hat took off his hat, revealing a face full of scars: "It has been ten years. This is the first time in ten years that I have taken off my bamboo hat."

"It turns out he's a weirdo from Xuanzhou. I'm rude." The old man apologized and poured a bowl of wine for him.

The stranger from Xuanzhou also put on his bamboo hat again to hide his face.

"Old guy, I'm afraid your jar of wine isn't enough."

Loud laughter rang out, and another warrior arrived, with the same eight-level strength.

"There is plenty of eagle dog wine. If it doesn't work, just catch a few eagle dogs and brew it on site." The old man sneered.

"Then don't catch all the Parkway City Eagle Dogs. The master will be angry." Laughter sounded, and another warrior arrived.

"Eagle dogs have been rampant recently and dared to interfere in the martial arts world. They should be taught a lesson."

"Yes, we don't care about their affairs, and they don't want to care about us."

Warriors arrived one after another, all here to ask for wine and food.

In the void, Jiang Daoming and the others looked down below with indifference.

Yang Xuanming frowned and said, "It's fine if these people gather together, but what kind of hawk-dog wine is it really brewed with the blood of the exorcist?"

"That's human blood, how can these people drink it?" Mo Yunqian was furious.

The so-called hawk-dog, isn't it the court hawk-dog, referring to the exorcist?

This time the warriors gathered, and they were also targeting Jiang Daoming, the master of the Exorcist Hall.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Daoming said indifferently, "Don't bother with the dead."

"Master, are you going to take action now?" Yang Xuanming said with a twitch of his eyebrows.

"I have this idea, but I have to wait and see if your father will come." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"My father will never drink this wine." Yang Xuanming and Mo Yunqian said at the same time.

Jiang Daoming didn't say anything, and watched patiently.

Time passed little by little, and more and more warriors arrived, all of them were eighth-level warriors.

In just two hours, forty or fifty people had gathered, and more warriors were coming one after another, which shows that there are many strong people in Xuanzhou martial arts.

"Our father didn't come." The two looked at each other and said.

"Then he shouldn't come. After all, he is the deputy leader and shouldn't be with these trash."

Jiang Daoming said lightly, taking the two people down in the air: "Go down."

The warriors below all had a bowl of wine. No one touched the meat on the table, just drinking.

The strong aroma of the wine made Jiang Daoming addicted to wine.

"Such a good wine, I wonder if this hall master can ask for a bowl of wine?"