When Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master heard the news, they quickly gathered their troops and rushed back. The masters of Lenglang Clan and the Ghost Shadow Guards were also in place quickly, lurking around the Chu Palace, and the archers were also ready!
Both Leng Langmen and Ghost Shadow Guard were very good at Qinggong, and they landed almost silently, but Nanbianke smiled and said, "Well, the prince is back."
When Tang Yang raised his head, he saw Xu Yi walking in front. Behind him, Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao came in with swords in their hands. They were all dressed in black and had a calm and solemn face. The swords in their hands had already been activated.
The guest from the south stood up and raised his hands to Yu Wenhao, "Young man, please see His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Yu Wenhao glanced at Tang Yang, with some doubts in his eyes. Is this the Sword Demon's guest from the south?
Tang Yang nodded firmly, but then he became a little confused, because this old man from the south had been humble and polite since he walked in. He didn't have the coldness or arrogance of a killer at all, and there was no trace of bloodlust around him.
"Who are you?" Yu Wenhao asked in return and withdrew his sword energy.
The southern guest took a step forward and bowed again, "Little old southern guest, I'm here to get a million taels of gold."
As soon as these words came out and their identity was confirmed, Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master both faced each other with swords. Tang Yang also turned around and drew his sword immediately, aiming at the southern guest. Xu Yishen took the lead and struck with his sword, because he wanted to take the lead.
The sword was very powerful and struck at Nanbian Ke's head. The sword energy enveloped the room. It would be difficult for Nanbian Ke to avoid this sword. After all, it was not easy to perform in this living room.
But there was no danger at all, at least not from Nanbian Ke. He stretched out his two fingers and clamped Xu Yi's sword firmly. Hearing a crisp sound, the sword broke between his two fingers.
, Nanbianke raised his hand casually, and the broken part was embedded in the wall, firmly.
Xu Yi couldn't believe his eyes. Although he was not a top expert, in terms of swordsmanship in Beijing, he was at least one of the top five. But this sword used 80% to 90% of his skill, and the opponent could not dodge or dodge.
, just two fingers were pinched off by him?
Not only Xu Yi, but also Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao were shocked when they saw it, and their hearts felt cold. They knew that the sword demon was powerful, but they didn't know that it was so powerful.
After Xu Yi was shocked, he felt heartbroken. This sword was the best one he had gotten since he started practicing swordsmanship. It was broken like this, and his heart was broken.
At this time, Fourth Master said something in Yu Wenhao's ear, "I take back what I said before."
"Which sentence?" Yu Wenhao asked in a calm voice, holding his sword towards the southern guest without turning his head.
"If the sword demon comes alone, I, the Lenglang Sect, can handle it, that's it!" The fourth master actually showed a little nervousness for the first time. The hand holding the sword slowly lowered, and the sword tip was facing the south.
guest.
Yu Wenhao couldn't laugh or cry, "Why didn't you wait until the fight was over? It's better than being discouraged now."
"No, I'm telling you now to give you a mental preparation. Throw away your illusions and prepare to fight for your life!" The fourth master looked at the southern guest and saw that he hadn't taken out his sword yet. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Could it be that he was going to do this to them with his bare hands?
How many people are there? The archers on the wall are all ready.
The guests from the south looked at them blankly, "How did I offend you all?"
"Stop talking nonsense and show off your weapons!" Xu Yi said angrily, turned around and grabbed another sword from the guard, and pointed it at the southern guest.
The visitor from the south was a little confused, "I don't have any weapons, little old man."
"Don't be a fool. Aren't you a sword demon? Where is your sword?" Xu Yi said cautiously.
The guest from the south came out, picked up a broken branch on the ground, and pointed it at Xu Yi.
Xu Yi was furious, "You used branches instead of swords? How dare you insult us so lightly?"
The guest from the south shook his head, "I haven't used the sword for many years. Baby, please step back. I will only fight His Highness the Crown Prince. Your head is not worth a million taels of gold."
Having said this, there is nothing more to say. The Fourth Master attacks first, and Yu Wenhao immediately flashes and flies over with his sword. The sword energy of the two men envelopes the murderous aura and attacks the guests from the south. The guests from the south do not even move.
He moved and swept away the remaining branches. Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao suddenly felt a strong momentum coming, forcing them to do a quick backflip. Yu Feng took several steps back before barely regaining his balance.
Just such a move made Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master lose their composure. With such a disparity in strength, how could they fight?
The Fourth Master calmed down, raised his hand and gave the order, "Fire the arrow!"
The archer gave the order, and a rain of arrows flew over, and everyone moved away. On the contrary, the guest in the south did not move at all, and was still standing in the corridor, his body full of energy, making his clothes bulge, but those fast arrows did not touch him.
, they fell to the ground one after another, and even the arrows were broken.
A person's inner strength and true energy are so profound that they cannot be hurt by swords and swords.
The wolf jumped up and attacked his face with both claws. With a flick of his sleeve, the wolf flew straight out, hit the wall, and then slid to the ground. Although the wolf was fine, it was defeated miserably.
Everyone was stunned. Even Yuan Qingling, who was hiding in the corridor and watching, couldn't help but scream.
The fourth master saw that Bao Zilang was so vulnerable in front of the guests from the south. His heart was broken. Blood rushed to his magnificent face. He immediately jumped up and used a sword technique. His sword energy was like that of a goddess.
It shrouded like scattered flowers, and Yu Wenhao and the ghost guards also attacked together. The sword array was woven and airtight. The more than ten swords had no upper hand against the remaining branches of the visitors from the south.
But at least we got into a fight and wouldn't be killed instantly.
Baozilang whined and ran to Yuan Qingling's side, seemingly unable to bear the blow. Yuan Qingling sat down and hugged it, not caring about comforting it, but just watching the fight in the yard with fear. Ah Si urged her hard to let it go.
She didn't even want to leave when she returned to Xiaoyue Pavilion.
Dim Sum and Erbao also came out to watch the battle. They were calm and calm. Regarding Baozilang's failure, Baozi said directly: "Are you stupid? He is a capable person. If you just pounce on him, can you hurt him? You
You have to use your real skills.”
Baozi Wolf whined twice, then crawled at Baozi's feet, looking particularly frustrated. Yuan Qingling asked in fear, "What's your real ability?"
Baozi said: "It's the skill that mom doesn't allow us to use."
Yuan Qingling was startled for a moment, then looked back at Baozi, "Snow Wolf can do that too?"
Baozi grabbed Baozilang's ears, then hugged him lovingly, and rested his chin on Baozilang's forehead. He looked at Yuan Qingling and said, "Yes, Xiaohu can do it too."
Yuan Qing frowned, "What's going on?"
Baozi and the others have mutations, but it's impossible for Snow Wolf and Xiaohu to have them, right? Can they be taught? Then why not pass them on to her?
"Can Bao Zilang beat that man with his true skills?" Yuan Qingling watched the battle become more and more intense, feeling very anxious.
"I don't know!" Baozi said, "That person is really powerful. I have never seen such a powerful master."