If I remember correctly, when I was young, my second brother would follow me and beg me to teach him some skills. At that time, I looked at him like an ant, and he would be happy for a long time just by casually slipping a few into his fingertips. How could I have thought that one day?
Will he die in the hands of the other party?
How did he grow to such an extent? Did he sell his soul to the devil?
No, in fact, his cultivation level is not that high, and his real strength is still weaker than mine, but I obviously feel that I cannot exert my peak strength.
Could it be that his morale was damaged due to his repeated defeats at the hands of that guy from Zu An?
The second prince, on the other hand, was perseverant and filled with a sense of injustice and resentment in his chest, so he exerted one hundred and two percent of his strength, and only then did he lose at his hands.
I hate it so much!
I can obviously become the Demon King soon, why is this happening?
"Prince!" Wu Lao, who was fighting in the distance, saw his eyes wide open and flew over here instantly.
As a result, a black ripple suddenly appeared in the air on the way, and a slender black sword stretched out from it.
If the sickle from the god of death in hell cuts through a vicious and treacherous arc, then Wu Lao's head rises into the sky.
Most of Wu Lao's attention was focused on rescuing the prince, and a small part of his attention was devoted to guarding against the pursuit and sneak attack by Uncle Six, but he never expected that another grandmaster-level figure would appear out of thin air.
The spinning head vaguely saw a strange and handsome figure walking out of the black vortex. His mouth opened wide: "Night Elf!"
It's a pity that these words can no longer be spoken, and soon the whole person falls into eternal darkness.
After a practitioner reaches a high level, his own recovery ability will become very strong. Even if he is seriously injured, he can gradually recover after practicing for a period of time.
Even amputated limbs may grow back.
But this is all based on the fact that there are no fatal injuries.
The head is the head of the Six Yangs. No one's head can grow back after being chopped off.
Prince Jinwu recognized the black figure, which was Duan Tianchou, the younger brother of the Night Elf King, a well-known genius among the Night Elves.
He never expected that the second prince would even invite him, and he would not lose unfairly this time.
The second prince's high-end combat power clearly had the advantage, but Duan Tianchou couldn't bear to do anything. He decided the final outcome with just one move. It was indeed very calculating and insidious.
However, he was not willing to die like this, and silently carried the Golden Crow Holy Fire to repair his damaged heart.
The Golden Crow Holy Fire is the most powerful recovery ability of the Golden Crow royal family. When Zu An blasted the entire lower body, it could grow back. Given time, the heart can naturally grow back.
Worried about being noticed by the other party, he didn't even dare to use the Golden Crow Holy Fire in a big way, so he could only pretend to be dead, and then carefully control the Golden Crow Holy Fire to wrap around his heart and repair it secretly.
He knew that he had been completely defeated tonight, but as long as he lived, he would have a chance to make a comeback.
However, a strong wind passed by, and the second prince's voice sounded in his ears: "Do you know how carefully I have studied you over the years in order to deal with you? I have studied every detail of your life and every skill you know.
I know everything, even how long you can last on a woman, do you really think I will make a mistake and let you fake death and be reborn?"
At the same time, his hand passed directly through the body of the Golden Crow Prince, and when he came out again, he was already holding a heart wrapped in the Golden Crow Holy Fire. He could faintly see that the heart was still beating slowly in the flames.
The second prince swallowed the heart in one gulp, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Ah, the heart of a strong man is so delicious. I feel that my whole body is full of power. I have grown bigger and stronger!"
Prince Jinwu couldn't bear it any longer, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and died completely.
The second prince lifted up the body of Prince Jinwu like a dead dog and showed it to the public: "The prince is dead, don't resist needlessly, the one who surrenders will not die!"
Seeing the body of Prince Jinwu, many of the prince's close men burst into tears and wailed.
Immediately afterwards, they all swung their swords and killed themselves. They knew that as the prince's confidants, they would never fall into the trap. Instead of falling into the hands of the second prince and having to live and die, they might as well do it themselves, and this would not be a problem.
It affects the family.
At this time, the morale of the other middle- and lower-level officers was completely shattered, and they no longer had any intention of resisting. They threw their weapons on the ground and knelt down to the second prince to beg for surrender.
Seeing that all the prince's subordinates were under his control, the second prince couldn't bear it anymore. He covered his face and laughed nervously: "Hahahaha..."
He has been waiting for this day for too long, and has been planning it for decades. Even if he is as determined as he is, there are countless doubts and waverings. After all, in the eyes of anyone, this is something that has no hope of success.
But I did the impossible thing!
Now that I have absorbed the crown prince’s subordinates, I am the most powerful person in the entire royal court. Who else can take the position of Demon King besides me?
At this time, Tianqiu's evil voice came: "The second prince and the crown prince have been eliminated. The top priority is to enter the palace to control everything, and then summon all the civil and military officials to the palace for an audience."
A crazy light flashed in his eyes. When the time comes, the Great Elf King will also have to enter the palace according to the order. He will kill him by surprise. The thousand-year old grudge that has entangled the elves and the night elves can be understood.
My brother will definitely be shocked when the time comes. It’s really interesting to think about his expression when the time comes, hehe~
I don't know what he thought of, but there was a hint of heat and perverted madness in Duan Tianqiu's eyes.
The second prince subconsciously distanced himself from him. The night elves were all madmen, and they were also madmen who were proficient in assassination.
No one wants to let the night elves come within three feet of them, as life and death are no longer under their control.
"Okay, let's go to the palace!"
Soon, his subordinates gathered the prince's troops and drove towards the palace in a mighty manner.
Not long after walking, there was suddenly a sound of fighting in front of them. The second prince frowned. Someone had already come to report: "It seems to be the troops of Da Sikong Hei Te Fei and Youwei General Niu Dao."
The second prince secretly sneered. The prince was still overconfident. If he concentrated his forces to deal with him, he might not be sure of victory. If he had to divide his forces and attack, whoever he did not lose would lose.
At this time, the sound of fighting over there gradually subsided. The Second Prince and others took a closer look, and it turned out that Black Teeth Fei and Niu Daobu were fighting.
Niu Dao hugged the third prince, both of whom were lying in a pool of blood, already lifeless.
It seemed that Niu Dao, who was obviously loyal to the old demon emperor, thought he was just here to capture the third prince, and did not agree with Hei Te Fei's execution of the third prince. Then the two sides had a dispute, which developed into a fight.
Niu Dao was no match for Black Tooth Fei, and because the opponent had the banner of a prince, many Golden Crow Guards also sat on the sidelines.
In the end, Niu Dao was outnumbered and was directly surrounded and killed by Hei Te Fei and his men.
"Ignorant of current affairs!" Black Teeth Fei spat.
Suddenly noticing the Second Prince and his entourage, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Prince, you are back... Hey, why is it you!"
The first half of the sentence is full of joy, but the tone of the second half suddenly rises, obviously full of panic.
The second prince's eyes fell on the corpses of Niu Dao and the third prince, thinking that the prince really made a good wedding dress for me. I originally thought that the other brothers would be troublesome, but now I don't need to do it myself.
"Why can't it be me?" The second prince happily admired Hei Teifei's panic expression and waved his hand, "Is it him you are waiting for?"
At this time, his subordinates lifted up a wooden frame, on which the prince's body was tied, and the heads of Wu Lao, Weiwei Wuli, Zuowei General Ma Tian and others were also hung.
Seeing this scene, Black Teeth Fei felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He yelled, turned around and ran away.
At this moment, a black whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of him, a slender sword struck out, and a head rose into the sky.
Duan Tianqiu stretched out his slender tongue and licked the sword: "The taste of blood is so delicious, especially the blood of the strong."
This chapter has been completed!