Ye Wutian's punch hit the target, and his huge fist hit the prince's handsome face.
When the punch hit, the prince screamed, and the fragile bridge of his nose broke with a crisp sound!
Ye Wutian didn't want to be polite to the prince. After punching him as fast as lightning, he didn't stop and punched again. This time, he hit the target again.
It was only then that Zhang Jing and others realized what was happening and rushed to save the prince one by one.
Seeing Zhang Jing and the others rushing over, Ye Wutian stepped back wisely. Seeing the prince's severely deformed face, he felt an indescribable relief. He had long wanted to slap the prince's face.
What does a man do to be so handsome?
Even if you are handsome, you still have to appear in front of him. What do you mean? Do you want to make him angry? If you don't hit such a person, who will you hit?
It's not your fault that you are handsome, but it's your fault that you keep hanging around in front of me.
"Do you know why I hit you?" Ye Wutian asked, taking a few steps back.
The prince covered his nose and looked indescribably embarrassed.
"I doubted your identity from the beginning, but I didn't expect that I guessed it right. You are not the prince."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Jing asked in a deep voice.
Ye Wutian said: "What do you mean? It means that this kid is just a stand-in, a puppet, Sanba, can you understand what I say?"
"Why do you say he is not the prince?"
"It's very simple, because of you." Ye Wutian pointed at Zhang Jing, "Because of your disrespect for him. If my guess is correct, his status in the Poison Shadow Sect is probably not as high as yours, right?"
Zhang Jing was a little confused, what kind of analysis is this? I really can't see that this guy is so careful.
"Destroy him." The prince, whose nose was bleeding from the beating, ordered.
Upon hearing this, several of the prince's bodyguards immediately rushed towards Ye Wutian. Their movements were extremely fast and they were all good players.
It's a pity that they met Ye Wutian, a guy who never plays his cards according to common sense. In front of him, no matter how good you are, it won't matter, unless you have the strength of a lion head.
Facing the attacks of several big men, Ye Wutian directly used the medicinal powder.
"Bang bang bang!" Several big men fell down after smelling the medicine.
On the other side, the prince was supported by Zhang Jing and took a few steps back to prevent himself from being affected by the medicinal powder.
After a while, the prince's bodyguards lost their threatening power and all fell to the ground.
Compared with the four ambassadors, these people are far behind.
"Destroy me?" After dealing with those big men, Ye Wutian walked towards the prince, "You fucking dare to let people destroy me?"
When Zhang Jing saw Ye Wutian's fierce and disgusting look, she was inexplicably shocked and stopped the prince behind her.
"What? You still want to act like a beauty saving a hero? It's a pity that he is not a hero, at most he can only be regarded as a bear. You still want to save him?" Ye Wutian's words were full of sarcasm.
"You dare to hit the prince?" Zhang Jing then sprinkled the medicine powder in an attempt to capture Ye Wutian.
At the same time, the fake prince also took action, also throwing medicinal powder at Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian didn't dare to be careless. He couldn't tell how many tricks the other party had. Thinking about it, even if the other party was a fake prince, he couldn't be a fool, so he still had a few tricks. Otherwise, how could he get along?
"Two of them hit me one? It's not fair. You guys should take one of my moves." Ye Wutian sneered as he avoided the attack, grabbed a few pills with both hands, and attacked Zhang Jing and Zhang Jing at a tricky angle.
"Take another move from me." After popping out a few pills, Ye Wutian continued to pop out two more green pills.
Zhang Jing and the two managed to avoid the first batch of pills, but when they saw Ye Wutian immediately flicking the second batch towards them, they didn't even bother to take a breath and immediately gritted their teeth and avoided it.
After trying their best to avoid it, both of them were secretly shocked by how fast Ye Wutian was. Especially Zhang Jing, who had fought with Ye Wutian before, was even more surprised. What happened? How long has it been? Ye Wutian
How could Tian's strength increase so much?
With Ye Wutian's current strength, she was afraid that she would take five of his moves.
Ye Wutian has indeed improved. The direct benefit of the improvement of Xuanyuan Qi is that whether it is spraying powder or ammunition, the speed is much faster than before.
"Avoid? Let's see how many times you can avoid it." Ye Wutian sneered and popped out the pill again.
The improvement in strength not only increased the speed of Ye Wutian's projectiles, but also increased his courage. In the past, he would not have dared to rush forward like he does now, nor would he dare to get too close to Zhang Jing. After all, she was not a vegetarian.
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Zhang Jing successfully avoided it again, but the prince was not unable to avoid it.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, the prince immediately gritted his teeth and planned to kill him. Unable to avoid it, he suddenly threw a large amount of powder at Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian was startled. This kid had a bit of backbone. Even though he knew he was going to die, he still wanted to win over his opponent. He had the guts and backbone.
Facing the opponent's sudden attack, Ye Wutian had no choice but to avoid it because the opponent's speed was not weak.
Seeing that the powder was about to hit, Ye Wutian secretly blamed himself for being too big. If he had kept a certain safe distance from the opponent at this time, this kind of thing would not have happened.
what to do?
Just when Ye Wutian was extremely anxious, Xuanyuan Qi suddenly started to circulate rapidly, reaching its peak state in an instant.
I saw that all the medicinal powders that had been shot stopped about two centimeters away from the surface of the skin. Yes, they stopped very strangely and could no longer move forward.
This scene made Ye Wutian stupid, and his brain was a little confused. What was going on?
Let the anger out!
Ye Wutian somehow came up with these words in his mind, and the current scene could only be described as the release of true energy.
Those medicinal powders stayed in the air for a second or two and then fell to the ground.
Ye Wutian could see it, but Zhang Jing and the others couldn't. They only saw that Ye Wutian was not afraid of the powder, but they couldn't see that the powder was ejected by the true energy.
Xuanyuan Qi protects its master like a protective shield.
At this moment, Ye Wutian wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh loudly, he was awesome, he was really awesome, Xuanyuan Zhenqi still had this effect, he had been using his Zhenqi to release it, and the things inside the golden bell were just in novels.
Only then, but I didn't expect him to encounter it.
After a brief period of confusion, Ye Wutian came back to his senses. He was overjoyed to know that Xuanyuan Zhenqi could still have this effect. He became more courageous. After laughing a few times, he began to rush forward again.
The prince was not so lucky. Ye Wutian's pill hit the target. After he was hit by the pill, he immediately let out a scream, and the tearing pain made him unbearable.
Seeing this, Zhang Jing didn't care about dealing with Ye Wutian, and immediately took out the medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the prince. However, her medicinal powder seemed to have no effect. The prince's skin was still rotting and he looked disgusting.
Zhang Jing saw that her medicine powder was ineffective, so she quickly took out another one, but what made her crazy was that it was still ineffective. It could neither help the prince to relieve pain nor stop the prince's bleeding.
"It hurts! It hurts. Please save me, please save me." The prince was rolling on the ground in severe pain, hoping that someone would save him.
Zhang Jing was very anxious. The two Poison Shadow Sect detoxification pills she carried on her body were ineffective. How could this happen?
"Isn't it confusing?" Over there, Ye Wutian had already sat down and picked up the cup from which he drank tea just now and was about to take a sip of water. But as soon as he brought the cup to his mouth, he remembered the fight just now and immediately put the cup down.
What if there is medicinal powder in the cup?
"This is my improved treasure, your antidotes are useless." Ye Wutian said after putting down the tea cup. No matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be gloating about his misfortune.
Zhang Jing then remembered Ye Wutian, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Ye Wutian. This time she learned the lesson, knowing that she was no match for Ye Wutian, and she did not dare to attack him. She rushed towards Ye Wutian calmly.
Face stretched out his hand: "Antidote."
"Sanba, who are you talking to?" Ye Wutian cursed.
"Antidote."
Ye Wutian said: "My skills are inferior to others, why should I give them to him? If I couldn't beat you, would you give me the antidote? I'm afraid you won't give it to me, right?"
Zhang Jing was stunned by Ye Wutian's question. If that was the case, would she give it to him? Thinking about it, she didn't seem to know.
The prince's screams brought Zhang Jing out of her thoughts, and she reached out to Ye Wutian again for the antidote.
"No, what I hate most is that other people are handsomer than me. What kind of person dares to come in front of me and show off his power if he is handsomer than me? If I don't deal with him, who will deal with him?"
Zhang Jing sweated furiously. This reason really left her speechless and at a loss of words. Can this kind of reason also be used as a reason?
He can't stand people who are more handsome than him. If there are so many people in the world who are more handsome than him, does he have to get rid of them one by one? He can't be so shameless.
"Antidote."
"No." Zhang Jing was tough, and Ye Wutian was even tougher, ignoring Zhang Jing's hatred.
Zhang Jing gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Do you know the consequences of killing the prince?"
Ye Wutian walked around Zhang Jing, walked up to the prince, and said, "Tell me, are you the prince?"
"Yes." On the ground, the prince was still rolling in great pain, with more and more rotten skin on his body. If he continued like this, he might not be able to hold on for long.
Ye Wutian heard this and said: "Then you just wait to die."
"No, I'm not the prince. I'm fake. Please give me the antidote."
Ye Wutian sneered, as expected, this boy is a fake. Thinking of this, Ye Wutian said again: "Then you deserve to die even more, for deceiving my feelings?"
Prince: "..."
Behind him, Zhang Jing suddenly attacked, trying to deal with Ye Wutian unexpectedly, and sprinkled medicinal powder on Ye Wutian at such a close range.
At such a close distance, Ye Wutian really couldn't avoid it. After feeling the danger, Xuanyuan Zhenqi immediately protected the master.
At such a close distance, this time, Zhang Jing saw that the medicinal powders were about two centimeters away from Ye Wutian and then stopped.
The strange scene left Zhang Jing stunned. She couldn't recover for a long time, and finally understood why Ye Wutian was not afraid of the medicinal powder. It turned out to be like this.
Before anyone could recover, Zhang Jing felt that all her strength had been lost and she fell softly.
Ye Wutian caught Zhang Jing, and without saying a word, he reached out and slapped Zhang Jing's buttocks hard, once, twice, and three times.
Someone took more than ten deep puffs in one breath before he could relieve his anger, "Let's see if you dare to do something bad and imitate others in sneak attacks?"
Zhang Jing's face was red, she felt shy, ashamed, and even more angry. (To be continued)