Chapter 159 Interception

Seeing that his master was killed by his companions, the boxer who killed Dopp was stunned and was about to escape. Suddenly, he felt dizzy in his mind, a burst of Qi and blood surged, and his feet were already half a beat slower.

"Swipe!" A cloud of blood fog quickly entangled the boxer, and the sound of a "bang" fist hitting the flesh sounded sharply. With the boxer's scream, a ball of blood splashed out!

When the blood mist dispersed, the remaining nine boxers were so surprised that their eyes were about to fall out: the poor guy's body seemed to be peeled, without a piece of intact skin!

The fierceness of Zhao Jingtian's methods can be seen!

Although the boxers have also seen the world, seeing Zhao Jingtian's thunderous means, they were immediately stunned and dared not move at half.

Zhao Jingtian said coldly, "Okay, I will do what I say. You can scrape your master's belongings and leave. As for your master's body, I took it away.

This time, it was just a blue mist. In full view of the public, Lal's body on the ground had disappeared.

The nine boxers had lingering lingering palpitations and sighed that they had just made the right choice and did not fight with Zhao Jingtian.

Blood Shura is still very polite. He did not destroy the main hall of the Rasha Palace when he fought with the Lord of Rasha Gate, otherwise Queen Catherine doesn't know where to discuss it now.

Zhao Jingtian casually threw Lar's body on the ground: "I have brought the dead."

"Zhao, it seems that nothing can defeat you." Catherine said positively, "Are you really not going to think about being my queen?"

Zhao Jingtian looked at Catherine's serious look, and there was no usual joke in his eyes, knowing that Catherine was serious this time. Even so, Zhao Jingtian still said calmly, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

"Well, when I finish dealing with this damn old thing, I'll take you to the underground palace of Rasha Palace." Catherine sighed helplessly, and then immediately restored the queen's dignity: "Come on, drag this old thing down and peel it off for me, hang it to the center of Kayati City, and hang the body for three days!"

"Yes!" Two Rasha soldiers walked to the main hall and rudely pulled away the body of the old Prime Minister Lar.

Suddenly, a letter fell out of Lar's body. Zhao Jingtian took a casual look, and his expression immediately became solemn.

That's a letter from the Holy Kingdom.

Zhao Jingtian picked it up and opened it. His face was even more angry.

Catherine attached it, and her face also became extremely ugly:

"Dear Prime Minister Lal:

Thank you for providing me with the source of the fog fire. For the military equipment you requested, I will deliver it when it is ready. It is estimated that it will take about two months. At that time, it will not be difficult for you to replace the king. During this period, you must pay attention to the boy of the Holy Kingdom. He is a broom star and can do bad things wherever he goes. After removing him, I believe that with your son's bravery and his boxer soldiers, he will be crowned in a short time.

Holy Heaven's Wu Hanyan

"Wu Hanyan, I didn't expect you to use the power here to eradicate me. Well, very good! In this case, I will eliminate all your power in Rasha!" Zhao Jingtian was murderous: "Your Majesty, where is the old man's son?"

Catherine's face was cold: "He is now fighting against the Jilie Kingdom on the front line, and all his troops are in his hands!"

Zhao Jingtian looked at the date of the letter carefully and had a sneer at the corners of his mouth: "Your Majesty, I think you'd better pull back Lal's body immediately and hide the news of his death."

Catherine pondered for a moment and immediately understood the key: "Zhao, you are really insidious, haha!"

"I never care about the means to deal with the enemy!" Zhao Jingtian's murder appeared in his eyes!

***

In the desert, a spectacular caravan from the Holy Kingdom came to Dach, Rasha, to rest in a hotel in the city.

"Why don't the red-haired prime minister come to pick us up?" A boxer in the caravan scolded, "There is no sincerity at all."

"Second, don't worry. We should be careful on other people's territory. A cold-eyed boxer said, "You have such a bad temper. No wonder the alliance leader dares not let you come by yourself and pull me up."

The second brother was about to argue when a ghostly Rasha man walked into the hotel lobby and carefully asked the two boxers sitting on the hall table: "Yang Xiong, Cai Meng?"

Yang Xiong is the cold-eyed boxer. When he sees people sneaky, he knows that he is probably the one who comes to meet him. However, he was suspicious and asked a few more questions: "Who sent you here?"

The Rasha took out a colorful token, and then Yang Xiong believed the identity of the visitor: "I don't know where this batch of goods will be shipped?"

Rasha turned his eyes and said, "Our prime minister is now in King's Kayati, and he can't come out to pick up your goods for the time being. You just need to put the goods here, let me take over, and then transfer them to the front line in batches.

Yang Xiong nodded: "Okay, okay, very good..."

With a punch, Yang Xiong broke the head of the Rasha without hesitation!

"Pack up, we'll leave right away!" Yang Xiong's murderous face made Cai Meng look puzzled for a while: "Aren't we here to deliver goods?"

"There is no time to explain! Tell the brothers who feed the camels in the backyard to leave immediately..." Yang Xiong's footsteps just stopped, and a young man from the Holy Kingdom appeared unconsciously in front of them.

"Are you Zhao Jingtian?" Yang Xiong was slightly moved, but soon forced himself to calm down: "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Jingtian smiled and said, "You are here to deliver the goods, and I am here to receive the goods. It's just that I don't know where the flaw is, so that you can see that this person is not a real contact?"

Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and spat: "How could such a large batch of goods be picked up so casually? No matter how free the cargo owner is, he should at least show up or inspect the goods. But the owner did not appear, and this guy did not inspect the goods, so he was 100% fake. The owner didn't appear, probably dead!"

Zhao Jingtian clapped his hands: "You're absolutely right. That old man is indeed dead. It seems that I'm still a little careless. I've killed enough people just now, and now I'm a little lazy to do it. You two can leave and go back to report a letter to Wu Hanyan and ask him to wait. I will settle the accounts with him one by one.

Yang Xiong's face changed: "Second, go to the backyard and have a look!"

Cai Meng quickly rushed to the backyard and then ran back to the hall: "Brother, they are all dead!"

Yang Xiong's face was pale: "Okay, very good! Zhao Jingtian, I will also settle this account with you when you return to the Holy Kingdom! Let's go!"

"It's easy to go." Zhao Jingtian smiled, but there was no smile in that smile.

As soon as the two stepped out of the hotel, they only felt a flower in front of them, and the black feather arrows all over the sky were flying, like a large black cloud.

The two's faces changed wildly, and they immediately used their fists to protect their bodies.

Papa... Hundreds of arrows made a sound like heavy rain on the roof tiles, and broken arrows broke all over the ground.

The two were trying to take the opportunity to retreat, but a huge pain came from their bodies, destroying their fists clean!

"Ah!" Without the protection of fists, in the face of the feather arrows that flew again, the two had to be shot into hedgehogs.

Hearing that there was no sound outside, Zhao Jingtian turned around and walked out.

The two bodies leaned against the door of the hotel, covered with feathers and arrows, and black blood kept overflowing from the arrow wound.

Zhao Jingtian looked at the two and said, "These are all the weapons you brought, so I still need to bring some back to you. I didn't expect that these arrows were still poisoned. Wu Hanyan, you really have a good plan! This gift is for you.

The eyes of the two bodies seemed to be staring at Zhao Jingtian, as if they were accusing Zhao Jingtian of not saying anything.

Zhao Jingtian shrugged his shoulders: "I'm too lazy to do it, but Her Majesty's soldiers are not satisfied. You can't blame me. You can indeed leave, but I didn't promise you to leave alive!"