Cold, cold, sharp.

The six people who were about to leave noticed the danger and turned around suddenly. At the critical moment, they quickly waved their palms.

But it's too late.

Liudao's bodies fell to the ground with a bang, and each stared at them with disbelief. A thin and weak haired blood mark was slowly oozing the bleeding beads on each person's neck.

Ye Jin poured all his strength and successfully killed six people, but he was not intact.

His purpose was to kill these six people, so he was not prepared for Su Muchen and Wen Suiyuan - he did not have enough mind to guard against them.

A sharp and severe pain came from the spine, as if a sharp weapon was slashing across the skin. The feeling of blood soaking the clothes was too obvious. Ye Jin turned his head subconsciously, and at the same time, a sharp palm wind slapped him hard on the back!

Ye Jin staggered, his body became unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.

I quickly reached out and held the tree trunk to barely stabilize my body.

The blood of Qi and blood rolled, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurted out. Ye Jin coughed lowly, and secretly suppressed the surging blood of Qi and blood in his body. He leaned against the plum tree, straightened his back, and looked at the two people in front of him with cold eyes.

In silence, he could feel that the priceless red silk robe on his body had been cut by a long hole by a branch, extending from his shoulders and back to his waist.

The blood from the scars was slowly staining the robe.

Because of the serious injury, Ye Jin's face was a little pale. Although he didn't say a word, his cold eyes, as cold as ice, were locked in the two people in front of him, and a thread of blood on the corner of his mouth was bright red and charming.

Su Muchen's face was also particularly ugly. He gritted his teeth and took several deep breaths before suppressing the panic in his heart.

He killed six masters in one move. The martial arts of this prince Xiling were obviously more terrifying and unfathomable than he thought.

But...how is it possible?

How could a little prince of Xiling be so powerful in his martial arts?

How is it possible...

He eliminated six people in one move, but not only took the lives of these six people, but also had the destroyed formation.

For them, Ye Jin's ultimate move was simply too unexpected, and it was so shocked that Su Muchen almost changed his color.

He never thought that Ye Jin had such a cruel trick.

After a long time, Su Muchen suppressed the shock in his heart and said coldly: "It turns out that Prince Xiling is best at this trick of sneak attacking behind the scenes."

Ye Jin glanced at him, and a cold sarcasm appeared on his lips, "It's just a way to treat him."

Su Muchen choked and then sneered: "If you kill the six royal princes, do you think you can still leave the Southern tribe alive?"

"They want to kill me, why can't they kill them?" Ye Jin's expression was fierce. Even though he had already felt the blood stains behind him staining his robe, his eyebrows and eyes were still filled with cold evil spirits. "But are you sure that they are really the six princes of the Southern tribe?"

"What do you mean?" Su Muchen's face changed slightly, and his tone was gloomy, "Can anyone dare to pretend to be a prince?"

While speaking, he walked directly to the corpses and pointed at one of them, "Look at yourself, don't say you don't know the Eighth Prince."

However, after the words came, he didn't know what was spilled in his hand. The six corpses that were originally intact on the ground suddenly turned into water stains, but in a moment, there was no trace.
Chapter completed!