The capital city was located in the north of the dynasty.

The war was in the south, and news could not reach them for a while.

However, the news of theSenior Grand Secretary's tragic death spread throughout the entire capital city.

This was news that shook the entire dynasty.

Everyone was shocked.

Who would have thought that under the protection of the third-ranked expert on the martial arts rankings, someone would be able to kill them all?

In the past, no one had!

And it was impossible!

But now, there was a Night Slayer who could suppress 300,000 Northern Army Corps!

Only he could do such a shocking thing!

For a time, the high officials and socialites in the capital felt uneasy. They no longer felt that the number one city in the world was a safe place.

They were all worried that the next target of Night Slayer would be them.

In a short period of time, the number of security guards inside and outside the palace had increased by dozens of times.

Not even a fly could fly in.

"Looks like there isn't any valuable information in the tavern."

He Chuan put on his hood and left the place silently.

Since there was no news from the resistance army, he would take advantage of this opportunity to directly destroy the palace in one go!

Thus, early the next morning.

Under the watchful eyes of countless guards.

A beautiful figure streaked across the bright sun-lit sky.

Without any hesitation or concealment, he charged straight into the Scripture Pavilion!

No one could stop him.

Because...

This person's qinggong skill had reached a level that ordinary people could not reach.

F*ck.

They couldn't even shoot a bow!

Who could stop him!

At this moment, outside the Imperial Scripture Pavilion.

An old man over the age of seventy was standing at the top of the hundreds of white jade stairs with his hands behind his back, watching the figure rushing over from afar.

"Friend, isn't it a little impolite to come uninvited?"

His voice was sharp and thin, without a beard. His hands were even holding up making an orchid fingers shape, making him appear extremely feminine.

He Chuan floated down, and his gaze was calm, "You are the head eunuch, Kang Lexian?"

"That's right, it's me."

"You have something to do with human trafficking?"

"Young Master, you must be joking."

Kang Lexian had a faint smile on his face, "Although I am crippled, I have trained in martial arts. With this ability, I have become the second best in the world. Why do I need to do such a dirty thing and ruin our reputation?"

"Alright, then take it that I've made a mistake."

He Chuan also laughed, "From your tone, you sound very powerful?"

"All the top-notch martial arts in the world are in the Palace's Scripture Pavilion. Those left in the public are just ordinary martial arts."

Kang Lexian's gaze was sharp, "I have trained for fifty years and trained in all the martial arts in the world. Even though I am not fighting for the first place, I am still the second best in the world..."

As he said that, he paused for a moment and then said in a more serious tone, "It has never changed!"

"Oh, that's quite impressive."

He Chuan casually said that, but he was thinking about something else.

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He originally thought that he would need to spend a lot of time searching all the martial arts in the world to perfect the Tyrannical True Cultivation Manual. He did not expect that there would be such a good thing in the palace!

Just nice, all of them could be packed up and taken away!

In the end, the imperial guards arrived.

They were the imperial guards that guarded the imperial city. Among all the legions, they were the most powerful existences with average strength.

Those that could be selected were all second-rate warriors that were one in a hundred!

Facing the enemy in formation.

Even if a first-rate late-stage warrior were to come, they would probably die here!

He Chuan only glanced at them and did not have any intention of paying any attention to them. He walked straight into the Scripture Pavilion.

He wanted to read!

But how could the Royal Guards allow him to act so rashly?

Without saying a word, they swarmed forward.

However, before He Chuan could make a move, Kang Lexian waved his hand and stopped everyone.

Then, he looked at He Chuan and said very domineeringly, "Fight with me, if you win, I'll let you in."

"I don't want to fight now."

"Then how about I let you have a move?"

"Are you sure?"

"Cut the crap!"

"Alright then."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blade flashed.

Everyone turned to look at He Chuan.

But no one could see whether he had used his blade or not.

Kang Lexian was also a little surprised.

Night Slayer had used his move?

But where did he slash at?

He was about to say something.

Suddenly, an inaudible sound rang out.

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It was as if something had been torn apart.

The next moment, his expression changed drastically.

He raised both of his hands to cover his neck.

There was already a thin slit there!

Then, it burst open!

Blood gushed out uncontrollably!

In an instant, it soaked his clothes.

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"Ugh..."

Kang Lexian looked at He Chuan in surprise, but his body could not help but kneel on the ground. Then, he fell forward and rolled down hundreds of steps.

Dark red blood flowed all over the ground.

The Royal Guards looked at this scene in disbelief.

When Kang Lexian's bloody body fell in front of them, a few people reacted and quickly went forward to check.

"Dead... dead..."

Everyone was in an uproar.

The world's second-ranked martial artist could not even withstand one move from Night Slayer?

What kind of joke was this!

Was this something that a human could do?

"Say, you're already so old, why are you acting all high and mighty all of a sudden? I thought you were so powerful, but you couldn't even react to thirty percent of my strength, sigh."

He Chuan shook his head with a regretful expression. He turned around and continued to walk into the Scripture Pavilion, leaving behind a sentence.

"If you don't want to die, then let the number one martial artist in the world come to find me."

The Royal Guards stared at each other, none of them acting rashly.

They just watched as Night Slayer swaggered into the most mysterious other than the emperor's bedroom in the imperial palace, Imperial Scripture Pavilion.

Someone in the Royal Guards was afraid of being blamed and punished, so he asked in a low voice.

"General, what should we do?"

The person who looked like a general at the front hesitated for a long time before saying, "Keep the corpse of the head eunuch and guard here."

"What about the Night Slayer? Are we not going to care?"

"Care? What are we going to care about! Damn it, didn't you see that the head eunuch was killed with one move? What's the use of us going?"

"But if His Majesty blames us..."

"...Then send someone to inform His Majesty and ask him to make a decision..."

"Yes, Sir!"