During this period, the Tianci Sect was aggressive and had already reached the city gates. The Shenwei Imperial Court had only the last piece of territory left.

Shen Cang Wu Yuan had already been trampled to pieces by the Tianci Sect's army, and even Ji Dongyuan was so angry that he directly destroyed all the buildings. And Shen Cang Wu Yuan, from generals to disciples, were all dispatched to the city within the city to do the final defense.

"Senior Brother Tian Dazhu, Prince Wei Yiting is indeed very powerful. His sword is exactly the same as that of the Young Master of Tianci Sect!"

"Let me tell you a secret quietly. I am an absolute admirer of Zhao Chu. Back then, he killed 1,400 golden elixirs with one sword. I still remember every scene fresh."

At the corner of the city wall.

A small character like Tian Dazhu, who has just broken through the golden elixir, is simply inconspicuous.

He is still the same disciple as before, still the same Tian Dazhu as before.

The two of them guard an insignificant little place, which is also a rare and comfortable place.

"Huh?"

"Senior Brother Tian Dazhu, your face looks ugly!"

"I just admire Zhao Chu, but my faith is in the Divine Power Imperial Court. No one can shake it. You must not take me away to claim credit."

Tian Dazhu stared at Wei Yiting's figure, motionless, but his face became darker and darker, as if stained with a layer of thick ink.

This scene frightened the young disciples who were chatting.

After Wei Yiting defeated Ji Dongyuan, his black hair was flying under his golden crown.

One of his arms was hanging behind his back, and the other arm was holding the sword in his hand flat. He stood there like that, neither sad nor happy, and the wind was light and the clouds were light, but he was confident that his sword could conquer the world.

The disciple looked left and right and saw that it was exactly the same as when Zhao Chu was killing everyone in the Demon Realm.

Whether it's the stern sword aura or the action of holding the sword with one hand.

"Zhao! Chu!"

"Zhao! Chu!"

"Zhao...Chu...!"

At this time, Tian Dazhu muttered a few simple syllables in a low voice, and his face seemed to be covered with frost.

In the past few months, due to the approaching army of the Tianci Sect, the entire Shenwei Imperial Court was in danger. Tian Dazhu, as a powerful person in the golden elixir, was of course also busy.

The disciples of the Shen Cang Martial Academy also followed the generals and were beaten from one city to the next by the Tianci Sect. They witnessed the decline of the Shenwei Imperial Court step by step.

At the beginning, there was a doubt in Tian Dazhu's mind, which he himself seemed to have forgotten.

But today, as Wei Yiting defeated the enemy with one sword, his mind seemed to have inexplicably recalled some past events.

Zhao Chu!

That's right, Wei Yiting's sword looks very much like Zhao Chu.

This prince studied Zhao Chu very thoroughly.

Not only was he imitating Zhao Chu in his swordsmanship, but even his body movements and the aura of holding the sword were all subtly imitated by Zhao Chu.

Eyes!

That's right, Wei Yiting can even imitate the essence of Zhao Chu's eyes.

Calm, indifferent, but always full of absolute confidence.

Buzz!

Then, Tian Dazhu's scalp felt numb.

A layer of cold sweat was like countless ants crawling back and forth on his skin, making his bones tremble.

"Do you have any images of Zhao Chu?"

A historically absurd suspicion appeared in Tian Dazhu's mind.

This suspicion is enough to kill him and everyone else.

absurd!

Incredibly ridiculous.

"Huh? Senior brother, it turns out that you are also an admirer of Zhao Chu. I was shocked and thought you were going to arrest me!"

"See clearly, this is an out-of-print collection!"

"The 3-minute replay of Zhao Chu's killing spree in the Demon Realm, high-definition and uncensored, without any lag, finished in one go. This is out of print. I bought it for three Yuan Dou Jade!"

The disciple carefully took out a jade slip from his pocket like a treasure.

Tian Dazhu took the jade slip and almost dropped the jade slip to the ground because his palms were shaking so much.

"Senior brother, be careful. I told you this is out of print!"

The young disciple was still a little dissatisfied.

Tian Dazhu turned a deaf ear.

He swallowed hard and opened the jade slip.

In the picture, there are scenes of Zhao Chu killing everyone. It is no wonder that everyone in the northern realm is worshiping the Tianci Sect Young Sect.

One step with one sword, one step with one kill.

Countless golden elixirs clearly had their life gates broken, but they didn't know it and were still looking for Zhao Chu in confusion.

Even the former prince Wei Shuangya was beheaded by Zhao Chu with one sword.

But Tian Dazhu stared into Zhao Chu's eyes, trembling all over.

OK.

It's these calm pupils.

Wei Yiting was imitating Zhao Chu's eyes. Yes, he also imitated eight points of heat.

But not enough.

Due to his special spiritual body, Tian Dazhu can see through the essence.

Wei Yiting's eyes, no matter how cold they were, still had some... fireworks.

right!

Tian Dazhu didn't know how to describe Zhao Chu's eyes.

He was like a person from another world, his eyes filled with a kind of disapproval of this world, or a slight alienation.

When Zhao Chu killed people, he was completely different from Wei Yiting.

The latter has the kind of coldness that despises the common people. In Wei Yiting's eyes, human life should be killed.

Zhao Chu, on the other hand, was strangely unfamiliar with killing.

Tian Dazhu could only use the word strange.

Zhao Chu kills people in this world, just like when he was a child, he hated a person in a comic book and deliberately tore this person to pieces.

A fight without any fireworks.

Tian Dazhu has only seen this look on one person so far...Lin Dong Weasel!

That’s right!

When this idea came up, Tian Dazhu was almost scared to death.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Drop after drop of cold sweat kept falling.

Tian Dazhu became more and more certain that Zhao Chu's eyes were exactly the same as Lin Dongwei's, even...the same person!

right!

one person!

Every pore in his body was trembling and shivering.

Who would have thought that the majestic young master of the Tianci Sect would actually be the same person as Lin Dongwei, the prince's consort of the Shenwei Imperial Court.

How is that possible!

How is that possible!

How is that possible!

It's all fake, it's all fake.

Don't believe it!

Tian Dazhu kept convincing himself that he had made a mistake in judgment.

But I can't be convinced.
To be continued...