Chapter 430

Thirty miles north of the capital of the moon wheel country, surrounded by mountains and water, there is a very luxurious departure palace built.

This palace was built by Weishan, the crown prince of the moon state, himself. It is extremely luxurious.

The whole leaving palace connects the mountains and rivers in one place. It has a magnificent momentum and is not like anything in the world.

But I don't know how many bones were buried after this magnificent.

Standing outside the palace, Su Moyu was vaguely aware of a trace of gloom.

Obviously, there are too many people who have died in vain in this seemingly magnificent leaving palace.

When he took a step towards the gate of leaving the palace, two rounds of crossbows and arrows came at him.

However, how could this mortal attack hurt him?

Without seeing how he dodged, all the crossbows and arrows were shot empty, and Su Moyu had reached the gate of leaving the palace.

"Who's coming? Do you want to die?" inside the gate, two bodyguards in strong clothes came out with guns.

Su Moyu didn't look at it, but only distinguished them from their breath, and he knew that they were disciples of Ba gun sect.

"Go away!" he said coldly, ignoring the two minions, and walked in.

"Looking for death!" the two people probably didn't expect that the sudden guy would be so rampant. At the same time, they gave a violent drink and raised their guns to stab Su Moyu.

From beginning to end, Su Moyu ignored them, but walked forward as if there were no one else.

When the two iron guns were about to stab Su Moyu, a rotating force suddenly generated around him, took the two iron guns away, and stabbed each other in the chest.

Poof~

Two muffled sounds. In the incredible eyes of the two Ba gun sect disciples, two iron guns ran through each other's chest.

This scene was seen by many people at the gate of the palace, and suddenly there were voices everywhere.

This palace is the site of Weishan, the crown prince of the moon wheel state, and Weishan is a disciple of immortal Xuanhe.

Neither secular people nor masters in the spiritual world will choose to make trouble here.

It was because I believed this too much that after seeing the death of the two people, the whole departure from the palace suddenly became chaotic.

"Where is Weishan?" Su Moyu came to a guard with a cold face.

"You... How dare you call the prince by his name..."

But before he finished, Su Moyu pointed and stabbed the guard, and the guard died directly.

He turned to another guard and asked in the same tone, "where is Weishan?"

Seeing this scene, the guard was so frightened that his legs were soft. He pointed to the highest temple in the distance and said in a trembling voice, "over there."

Su Moyu nodded, ignored him, and hit him like a meteor.

He made such a big noise here that he naturally attracted the attention of the other side.

In an instant, more than a dozen practitioners with long guns poured out of the temple.

At a glance, he knew that they were all the people who dominated the gun door.

And as far as cultivation is concerned, these guys are much better than the two guards at the door.

More than a dozen people are all good at crossing the robbed territory, and the two in the middle are only half a step away from the silent territory.

"Who dares to break into the palace? Don't you know that Wei Shan, the master of the palace, is a disciple of immortal Xuanhe?" shouted an elder of the gun sect in the middle.

"Yes, that's why I came!" Su Mo Yu replied carelessly.

As he spoke, he looked up into the temple and saw a man dressed in yellow in the dark hall.

"Is that mount Wei?" Su Moyu thought in his heart. He moved directly into the hall in full view of the public.

This will shock everyone in the field.

"No, your highness!" they exclaimed and ran to the hall with their lives.

However, it is still a step too late.

Su Moyu had grabbed Weishan's collar and picked him up.

"Boy, let go of your highness quickly!" the old man with the gun stared and shouted.

Su Moyu frowned, turned his head and asked, "let him go?"

The old man nodded repeatedly and said, "yes, if you let him go now, we may be able to spare your life."

Su Moyu nodded and said, "well, here you are."

Then he threw the Weishan in his hand and threw it at the people opposite.

Weishan thought that today was a fatal situation, but Su Moyu was willing to let go of himself. For a moment, he felt like he was going to die.

Similarly, those masters who dominate the gun sect are also relieved. After all, the Weishan in front of them is not only a nominal disciple of Xuanhe, but also an important puppet of his future rule over the moon wheel country. If they die in front of them, how can they explain to immortal Xuanhe?

However, just as they were about to catch Weishan, Su Moyu suddenly put out two fingers and gently pointed them in the direction of Weishan.

"Wind and thunder sword finger!" he whispered, stabbing Weishan's head with the sword Qi mixed with wind and thunder.

Bang!

In front of the dozen gun bullying experts, Weishan's head exploded into more than a dozen pieces.

The crown prince of the moon wheel Kingdom died on the spot.

"You bastard, die for me!" seeing the person to be protected, he was killed in front of himself, which nearly drove everyone at the gun gate crazy.

"Die? That's you first!" Su Moyu sneered and took out his Styx sword. The blade of the sword was horizontal and killed like a crowd.

In the eyes of these gun bullies, Su Moyu is just an ordinary boy in the middle of robbery, but his body method is strange. If he confronts head-on, he will not be the opponent of his own group.

But unexpectedly, Su Moyu killed two people in an instant after he rushed into the crowd.

But the people on his side didn't even touch Su Moyu's clothes.

"It's damned that evil tigers hurt people, but those who work for tigers can't forgive them. You guys, die with your master." Su Moyu said, taking a fierce step forward, and there was wind and thunder at the foot.

In a flash, another head fell to the ground.

Then Su Moyu kept walking. There was wind and thunder under his feet. With each step, a head fell to the ground.

Seven people died after seven steps in a row.

For a moment, there were only three masters who dominated the gun door in the field.

At this moment, the remaining three finally recovered and realized that there was a huge gap between them.

"The ancients said that if you kill one person in ten steps, you can't stay for thousands of miles. I think I'm a little bit stingy. I'll kill one person in one step today. If any of you three can let me take one more step, I'll let you go." Su Moyu looked down at the sword and said to several people with a smile.

At this moment, the three people were stunned, and at this time, Su Moyu raised his sword and pierced one of them in the throat in silence.

"Separate and escape!" the last two people changed their faces and flew away at top speed in different directions.

However.

"Ghost King's step!" Su Moyu took a step out of the oblique stab. He was already in front of one of them, closed his eyes and swept the sword.

The man was frightened and hurried to block it with a gun. However, the Styx sword was extremely sharp. He directly swept the other party in two, even with a gun.

But at this time, the last person left had flown a long distance. No matter how you look at it, Su Moyu can't catch up.

But

"Punish on behalf of heaven!" Su Moyu raised his sword and pointed to the sky. In an instant, the dark clouds condensed, and then a sky thunder fell from the air.

"Just one step at a time!" Su Moyu said, put away his sword, and then disappeared from his place.