Everyone's eyes showed greedy light, but they were suppressed by Feng Qingran's murderous aura, making it difficult to breathe.
Xuanyuan Aolin was shocked by the lightsaber in Feng Qingran's hand. What kind of treasure was it? It was so magical that he couldn't wait to possess it.
He swung his sword and stabbed Feng Qingran violently. There was a sonorous impact and countless strings of sparks scattered.
With a clang, the sword held by Xuanyuan Aolin was broken by a red beam of light and split into two.
Xuanyuan Aolin stared, unable to believe that the most precious sword in the world was cut off like this, and his eyes were covered by a red light.
He was frightened, and reflexively held the broken sword to resist, but the sharp sword seemed to be rolling in like a hurricane, unstoppable.
"His Majesty!"
There were screams from everywhere, and the guards no longer dared to stay where they were and rushed forward.
Xuanyuan Aolin felt huge pain in his chest, and his mouth was filled with thick blood, making him want to spit it out.
The blood-red sword passed through his body. Feng Qingran pulled out the sword with a stern expression. The blood on his chest spattered and mixed with the rain, like neon...
Wuying stepped forward and took Xuanyuan Aolin's falling body.
Feng Qingran looked at the people who were about to come up to kill him and said coldly:
"You don't need to come here to die, you should worry about your king's life!"
"Back off!" Although Xuanyuan Aolin's body was weak, his consciousness was clear. The magic sword just sucked away most of his internal energy.
If they go up to fight with them, they will definitely die.
"If you are injured by the Red Blood Sword and cannot control the loss of internal energy within three days, you will definitely die! Instead of trying every means to trap me,
It’s better to think about how to prolong your life, Prince Ling, I’ll see you later indefinitely, so I’ll say goodbye!” Feng Qingran quickly disappeared into the night after saying that.
He had to go to meet Lie as soon as possible. A Li's injury could not delay him.
"Quickly call the imperial doctor!" Zhao Gao shouted in fear, watching the blood from Xuanyuan Aolin's wound gushing out like a spring,
He quickly pulled off the cloth and covered his wound.
A heavy cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His Majesty was injured so seriously this time. What should I do?