Wei Zhuang walked in the Prince's Mansion, secretly wary of the ink crow walking on the eaves.
"This should be where the prince is being held. Didn't Ji Wuye send you to assist? I'll leave this place to you."
Wei Zhuang did not rush into the hall where the prince was said to be imprisoned, and said to Mo Ya, who was watching the show.
"Uh-huh, since you've already opened your mouth, if I don't go in, I won't be giving face to the descendants of Guigu." Mo Ya came down from the wall, turned his head slightly and said to Wei Zhuang, "Hey, I'm opening the door~" The door opened, and the hall inside was empty. At the end of the hall, a man in rich clothes was seen kneeling, with his head hanging down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
After Mo Ya opened the door, he showed the situation inside to Wei Zhuang and said provocatively: "Whoever saves him first will get the first credit. Do you want to compare those?"
"I never accept a challenge from my defeated generals. Because of them, they will never have a chance to defeat me in this life." Wei Zhuang stood outside the door and took a few glances at the situation in the hall, frowning, "This is...
…Poison.”
"Ding"
"Your malice is too obvious." The shark's teeth blocked Mo Ya's arm blade exactly, and Wei Zhuang spoke disdainfully.
"Well, actually I don't mean any harm, I just hope you can stay as a guest for a while."
Mo Ya was complaining in his heart, but he still pretended to be relaxed on his face, as if stopping Wei Zhuang was a piece of cake.
It had only been seven or eight days since the last serious injury. He had no confidence in stopping Wei Zhuang, but if the mission could not be completed this time...
"Your reaction is a bit slow. It seems that you are still injured."
Mo Crow only saw a flash of cold light, and felt a chill in his throat. He transformed into a crow and flew away. He took a few steps away, only to find that Shark Tooth had followed him.
The condition of his body is not suitable for high-intensity fighting. Facing someone like Wei Zhuang who can do anything but never compete, he can only swallow the bitter fruit.
Wei Zhuang's orange-red sword energy was entwined, and Mo Crow was flying in the shadows in front of him. The two started chasing each other in the prince's mansion.
The Hundred Poison King in the main hall looked confused. I had arranged a lot of surprises in this hall, but the two guys outside the door started fighting among themselves. No one came in. I am feeling lonely after waiting?<
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It was impossible for him to take the initiative. Looking at the prince being knocked to the ground, he had nothing to do for the moment.
"Bang~~"
There was a crashing sound, and Mo Crow rushed into the hall in a panic, and his shadow passed by and disappeared.
Wei Zhuang thrust his sword into the spot where he just stood. He stood up and pulled out the shark teeth, scanning the surrounding environment while holding his breath and running his mind.
There was a distortion in the hall, and time and space were changing. He saw a handsome and indifferent face appearing on the opposite side, holding a sword in his hand and facing him.
"Xiaozhuang."
"Brother."
Wei Zhuang's eyes lit up, and he was ready to move across the four directions, his shark teeth glowing, and he rushed towards Gai Nie with steps.
However, Gai Nie did not confront Wei Zhuang head-on. He dodged and turned around to strike with his sword.
Wei Zhuang also turned around, the two swords intersecting, and the eyes of the two brothers continued to rub and heat.
Suddenly, Wei Zhuang's fist clenched, and the sword power all over his body seemed to be on fire.
"How dare you... transform into him!"
"Across all directions!"
The shark teeth slashed out horizontally, and the main pillars of the hall were cut in half. The collapse was right in front of him. Wei Zhuang frowned and found the person who made him see the hallucination Ge Nie, the King of Hundred Poisons.
"Want to leave?"
He kicked out two or three pieces of gravel and shot them at the Baidu King's legs. At the same time, he kept dodging the collapsed beams and masonry, approaching quickly.
Mo Ya had already flown out of the hall, still holding the prince in his hand. He watched the hall gradually collapse and mourned for a second of silence in his heart for the King of Hundred Poisons. Although he didn't know what the old man did, but if he fell into Wei Zhuang's hands, he was probably alive.
It’s not possible.
There is no comparison between the martial arts of the King of Hundred Poisons and Wei Zhuang. Except for his poison skills which are passable, the rest are pretty good.
He saw a white-haired swordsman approaching from behind, and the souls of the dead were rising. This cold-faced white-haired man with terrifying strength came with the intention of killing him. He hadn't lived enough yet.
The King of Hundred Poisons took care of all the poisons he could throw out of his body on the way to Wei Zhuang.
When Wei Zhuang saw such a scene, he paused, concentrated his sword power, and threw the shark tooth out - "呲", nailing the King of Poisons to the ground.
Don't ask him why he can swing the hand sword so well. He may have been thinking about his senior brother's Hundred Steps Flying Sword for too long...
"Hmph~" Wei Zhuang took back the shark teeth. This corpse was not worthy of a look from him, so he walked straight out.
He also needs to track down Tianze. There are only three of Tianze's subordinates in the prince's mansion, and there is also an exorcist and Tianze himself who are missing.
"Whoops——"
An arrow shot through the wind and through the clouds towards the prince's face. Mo Ya was immediately startled and lifted the prince up to avoid the arrow.
The archer in the distance has his face covered so that no one can see his face, but there are no fools present and know that this is the adopted son of the Fourth Young Master, Han Qiancheng, who is a marksman.
With three consecutive arrows, Mo Ya thought he was coming towards the prince again this time. The traces of the three arrows were reflected in his eyes, and he threw the prince into a blind spot in the opponent's sight.
"Whoops——"
The back arrow collided with the front arrow, changing the trajectory of the front arrow and hitting Mo Ya's calf, causing him to lose the speed of rescuing the prince.
Han Qiancheng kept moving and sketched in his mind the place where the prince was thrown by Mo Crow. He drew out an arrow, adjusted his breathing, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The arrow whizzed away and rushed into the distance, about to bypass the bunker.
He killed the prince, but was cut off by an orange-red sword energy.
Wei Zhuang took action.
Han Fei is the person in charge of rescuing the prince this time. If the prince dies, Han Fei will definitely not be able to get a favor, and Han Yu will be the direct beneficiary.
He raised his head and looked at Han Qiancheng's position in the distance. The attic was very high, and the opponent's shooting skills were also very high. It was really troublesome to protect a person who was paralyzed on the spot. Of course, it was just trouble.
Han Qiancheng was also riding a tiger and was unable to dismount. A master like Wei Zhuang wanted to protect the prince, so his chances of killing him were very slim.
He shot two consecutive three-bead arrows, both of which went straight to Wei Village, followed by a curved arrow to find the prince, and shot these seven arrows so fast that Han Qiancheng felt that his hands were already a little weak.
Two triple shots, a total of six arrows before and after. Wei Zhuang's evasive action was accurately calculated, and it was said that one arrow was sure to hit.
Wei Zhuang obviously also knew the subtlety of his opponent's three consecutive arrows. He chose not to dodge the first three arrows. After firing out a sword energy, he stabbed diagonally and retracted his sword. The three arrows were shot down one after another, and the last three arrows passed through Wei Zhuang in a matter of seconds.
Zhuang, perfect stroke.
Han Qiancheng was shocked when he saw Wei Zhuang's move this time. I had only heard that the descendants of Guigu were powerful before, but today I saw it with my own eyes, and it was indeed extraordinary.
That arcing arrow flew towards the prince, but Wei Zhuang was restrained by six arrows and had no time to rescue him.
But Mo Crow had already arrived and pulled the prince to avoid the arrow.
Seeing that nothing could be done, Han Qiancheng retreated directly, leaving no traces to prove his identity except for those arrow feathers.
Wei Zhuang put the shark tooth back into the scabbard and walked silently.
When Mo Ya passed by Wei Zhuang, he gestured to him and even tilted his head.
"Humph~" Wei Zhuang ignored it, put force on his feet and disappeared.
"What a risk. The credit for saving the prince should be able to offset the mistake of letting Wei Zhuang go... Alas, what he said makes sense. Life is too difficult for the general's men..."
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