Chapter 1563: Prince

The smell of blood gradually drifted from the periphery of the palace to the depths of the palace, and all the monks who attended the banquet found something wrong.
"Huh? Where did this smell of blood come from?" A big man frowned slightly when he heard the smell of blood coming from the periphery of the palace, and asked in a low voice.
Soon, the atmosphere at the banquet became weird. Many people craned their necks and looked out, wanting to know what happened outside.
Almost all the top monks in the ancient kingdom of Azure have gathered in this city that never sleeps tonight. It can be said that it is an extremely terrifying force. It is obviously not a wise choice to come to the Wen family at this time.
The third prince was drunk, staggeringly grabbing a servant next to him and saying, "You go out and see what's going on outside?"
So far, news of the imperial army has not come in, and the people in charge are still busy drinking, and at all, I don’t think Zhang Ziling has anything to worry about in breaking into the palace alone.
In his opinion, any strong person inside can easily suppress Zhang Ziling.
Invaders can be suppressed at any time, but this fairy brew is not always available.
As a result, because of the messenger's malfeasance, the Forbidden Army was almost wiped out.
Under the orders of the third prince, the servant ran out quickly, but smashed back like a cannonball, shattering several tables of banquets, causing a commotion.
"Who!"
The third prince was angry, slammed the table, stood up, and roared outside.
Someone does something at his wedding banquet, that is not to give them the Wen family's face!
Even Wen Changqing, who was sitting on the high seat and talking to the elder of the Jin Jiao clan, frowned, and squinted to look out.
"Your Majesty, your country... seems to be a little unstable." Jin Changxing mocked Wen Changqing, and now this situation... messing up will not do them any good.
Wen Changqing just frowned and didn't say anything.
At this moment, Zhang Ziling of the Tu Guang Imperial Army finally appeared in the sight of everyone.
Hot blood dripped on the black air sickle that surrounded Zhang Ziling, which was terrifying.
"Just one person?"
At the wedding banquet, a group of powerful men looked at Zhang Ziling blankly, their brains blank.
In the palace, there are tens of thousands of forbidden troops guarding it, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy for outsiders to break in.
can……
The powerful people felt an extremely powerful aura from Zhang Ziling, and the entire banquet became abnormally silent.
Come, not good!
Wen Zhao looked at Zhang Ziling gloomily. The smell of blood that pervaded him awakened a lot of his wine, and his consciousness became sober.
"Who are you?" Wen Zhao took the initiative to stand up and asked Zhang Ziling loudly.
Although Zhang Ziling could kill here alone, his strength should not be underestimated. This is Wen Zhao's home court and he is naturally fearless.
However, at the moment when he saw Zhang Ziling, Wen Zhao searched his mind quickly, and did not find a strong person who could match Zhang Ziling.
Those who can come to make trouble at their wedding banquet definitely have a deep grudge against them.
But Wen Zhao didn't remember that he had provoked such a strong man.
Zhang Ziling glanced at the people around him calmly, and finally set his gaze on Wen Zhao, and asked: "I'm here to slaughter the Wen family, and the idlers are waiting to escape."
As soon as Zhang Ziling said this, the surrounding atmosphere instantly solidified. Everyone stared at Zhang Ziling in a daze, and even forgot to breathe.
Then, laughter broke out around.
"Tu Wen's family? I heard that right, right?"
"Where is this idiot, someone will throw him out!"
"I didn't expect a good banquet to be disturbed by a lunatic."
The guests laughed with tears, and their eyes looked at Zhang Ziling with endless joking.
The Wen family, but a prefecture-level holy land!
Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Wen Zhao couldn't help but flashed an impatience in his eyes, and said, "Madman."
To be able to say such big things in Everbright City, in Wen Zhao's view, there is no one other than a lunatic!
"Come here with two people and bring him over to me." Wen Zhao commanded casually, and two strong men violently rushed towards Zhang Ziling at the banquet.
Those two powerhouses are both top players in the Celestial Palace realm, and even those in the True Martial Realm can fight for a long time. They are Wen Zhao's proud staff.
Zhang Ziling didn't even do it. The devilish sickle lingering around Zhang Ziling moved lightly, and the two Heavenly Palace realm powerhouses were cut in half. Several corpses fell on the ground, and blood splashed all around the monks.
"This this……"
Those who were still laughing at the banquet woke up instantly, with wonderful expressions.
Those two... but the powerhouses of the Heavenly Palace Realm!
Is this guy for real?
"Two rubbish..." Wen Zhao narrowed his eyes and his expression became serious.
Zhang Ziling easily killed the two Celestial Realm cultivators, and Wen Zhao had a certain understanding of Zhang Ziling's strength.
At least, most of the guests at this banquet could not count on it.
Although most of the big figures in this banquet are the strongest in the local area, they are only in the area of ​​the ancient sky.
The entire Azure Ancient Kingdom is no more than an earth-level holy land, and the powerful forces under its jurisdiction will not be as strong.
The True Martial Realm is already an absolute powerhouse for most people here.
Wen Zhao knew that he couldn't count on other people, and that today was his happy day again, and with his father and the elders of the Jinjiao clan watching here, Wen Zhao also had to do a good job.
As the most talented person among the nine princes, Wen Zhao has only stepped into the cultivation world for a hundred years, and he has already reached the sixth level of Zhenwu Realm. He is a rare genius.
In the ancient country of Azure, Wen Zhao is confident that he is invincible among his peers.
Most of the people who used to be in the same era as Wen Zhao are no more than the Heavenly Palace Realm. The huge power gap in this has given Wen Zhao extremely strong self-confidence.
"Boy, no matter who you are in this hall, what you want to do... This time you forcibly rush into the palace, you will not be spared!" Wen Zhaozhou ignited a pure black flame and rushed towards Zhang Ziling.
"Die!"
"Get revenge for Xia Ning'er first..." Zhang Ziling watched Wen Zhao rushing towards him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he held the devilish sickle next to him with his own hands.
boom!
The violent spiritual power erupted from Zhang Ziling's body, all the surrounding guests were blown out, and the two elders of Wen Changqing and the Jinjiao clan on the high platform suddenly stood up.
"Zhao'er, get away!" Wen Changqing shouted, but at this time it was too late for Wen Zhao to avoid.
Zhang Ziling slashed towards Wen Zhao with a sickle in his hand. Wen Zhao's head was pierced, and his body flew out due to inertia, fell to the ground and was submerged in blood.
The surrounding guests looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, and the scene of Wen Zhao's head being pierced by a sickle was still playing back in their minds.
The powerhouse of the Sixth Layer of True Martial Realm was just killed by someone like this?
The scene suddenly fell into extreme silence.
"Wen and Wen Zhao are dead?"
"You want someone to slaughter Wen's house... who is he?"
"The bridegroom of the sixteenth princess was killed on the night of their wedding... This is a big trouble!"
After a long period of silence, a shocking noise broke out around him.
Everyone can't imagine what consequences Zhang Ziling's sickle will cause in his eyes!
And the words Zhang Ziling said to Tu Wenjia... once again appeared in everyone's mind.
I am afraid that there will not be a peaceful day in this ancient country.