Chapter 1114 It’s not me, it’s him!

Chapter 1114 It’s not me, it’s him!

Jin Jiawei hesitated for a moment, and at this moment another person was chopped into blood mist by Li Chuyi. Upon seeing this, the Jinjiawei didn't dare to delay any longer, and rushed forward to surround Li Chuyi, but figures flashed around, and Li Sinian and the other three stood in front of them.

The three of them were also fierce. Li Chuyi was already killing him, so naturally they couldn't just watch.

The swords clashed, and after a few rounds, several palace guards were forced to retreat. The King of Zhenxi had ordered them not to hurt anyone, but despite the large number of people, Li Sinian still had a hard time. He coughed blood and stepped back several steps. Fang Junnan stood beside him. Seeing this, he quickly stood in front of him.

"Ahem, bah! Damn it, I regret it, old man. I shouldn't have persuaded the fat man to keep Yan Wuxu. If he had been with us, he could still have more helpers. Now, every time we take action, we will Suffer!"

Swinging away several guards with a sword, Fang Junnan tilted his head slightly and chuckled: "It's useless for Yan Wuxu to stay here. Besides, staying in Taixu Palace is better than following us. It's the same for him and us!"

"But the number of people is at a disadvantage!" Li Sinian shouted, patting his chest hard to smoothen his breath.

“The numbers don’t hurt either!”

After Fang Junnan finished speaking, he winked at Diemeng who was not far away. Diemeng understood, and she retreated and turned around lightly. There seemed to be something shiny in the air spilling out from her wings. No one else noticed anything, but the guards in front of her were all startled, and their expressions turned pale immediately. He turned and waved his weapon into the air.

"Come, protect the prince!"

"There's an ambush!!"

Li Sinian was stunned for a moment and then laughed. As Fang Junnan said, as long as Diemeng is there, their numbers will never suffer.

The two of the Golden Armored Guards, who were more advanced in cultivation, broke free from the illusion and saw a group of their subordinates attacking all around like crazy. Some of the Silver Armored Guards even fought with their own men with red eyes. They were shocked and hurried away. They shouted in unison, and the powerful mana mixed with the rolling sound waves shocked people's hearts.

"Stop! This is an illusion! Wake up!!!"

The loud shouting woke up most of the people, and those who could not free themselves were restrained by their companions one by one. The group of people looked at Diemeng with fear in their eyes, and when they looked past her and towards Li Chuyi, their faces were full of horror.

Over there, Li Chuyi, who was unmolested, was almost finished. The guards of the two princes, except for the two crossing tribulations under the Ninth Prince, had all turned into blood mist.

The two Tribulation Transcendents were not having a hard time either. They were in a state of confusion while dealing with the fierce attack of the Yaizhen Sword. At this moment, they could no longer remember their master's orders, and apart from panic, there was only one thought left in their chaotic minds - what kind of cultivation level did this fat man have?

There is obviously no mana fluctuation during the Tribulation Period, but the other party can always confront them arrogantly. Not only that, the sword in the opponent's hand is also extremely cruel. It looks rustic and inconspicuous, but every time the opponent takes action, the sword body will suddenly change, giving rise to a chilling sense of oppression. This sense of oppression can make many people feel timid before engaging in battle.

The strength on the sword is even more astonishing, and combined with the extremely sharp edge, it can break almost anything. The magic weapons and weapons that they were both proud of would leave a deep cut after every clash. Several magic weapons of inferior quality had even been chopped into scraps, while the opponent's sword was not damaged at all.

It's a pity that the two of them have never been to the Dragon Clan, otherwise they would definitely know that the strange sense of oppression is Long Wei. Isn't the Jiaju Sword blessed by the true dragon's blood ordinary? Coupled with the people who were also "blessed" by the true dragon's blood, the Jiajuan Sword in Li Chuyi's hand cannot be blocked by ordinary people even with only brute force, not to mention that he still has Dao Yuan, who is far from comparable in strength, is nearby.

The two of them survived only one calamity, but due to their master's orders, they had to fight. But if they knew that Li Chuyi's best record so far was a head-to-head fight with Motang Mozi, who had completed the Five Tribulations, and he narrowly won, they would definitely not grit their teeth and continue to fight like they are now. He would run away first, even if there was an order from the Ninth Prince.

Therefore, their fate has been determined.

After more than a dozen rounds, they both died about ten feet away from the Ninth Prince. Li Chuyi used a very experienced sword to destroy the Dantian, and then one of them pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and the Taoist divine weapon "Higurashi" followed his fingers. As soon as the hair was released, the sea of ​​consciousness of the two people was shattered into pieces in just an instant, and even the souls were torn apart along with the sea of ​​consciousness.

Staring into suddenly lifeless eyes, the two Tribulations slowly fell down. They were lucky, because only the two of them had left intact corpses after rushing over; they were also unlucky, because this was the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, which was banned by formations, and they could not use many of the powerful methods used in the Tribulation Period. Unable to break through the void and escape, I can only watch my body die and disappear.

A few drops of blood splashed across the space towards the three princes. The little princess had already moved away from them, as did the thirteenth prince. Only the ninth prince did not move a step, unwilling to lose his momentum in front of so many people.

But at the moment when the blood was about to stick to his body, his pupils shrank but he couldn't help but duck to the side. Unexpectedly, the drop of blood exploded when it was about to pass him. Although the thin blood mist was almost invisible, it still stained his head and face. A layer of rouge was applied, and the faint smell of blood hit his nostrils.

"you!"

The Ninth Prince was furious, but before he could finish his words, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. Looking out of the corner of his eye after the afterimage, he saw that Li Chuyi's sword had slashed at Yuwen Xuanshu without hesitation.

He was stupid, and so was the little princess. Yuwen Xuanshu, who was facing the brunt of the attack, was even more horrified. He watched helplessly as the Yajuan Sword swept towards his neck with a phantom that seemed to be slow but urgent. His body was so stiff that he couldn't do anything. A slight reaction.

Not only killing the guards, he actually wanted to kill me? !

But...

But I am a prince! ! !

How dare he attack me? ! ! !

At this moment, time seemed to pass extremely slowly. Yuwen Xuanshu stared blankly at the pair of eyes that were very close at hand, looking at the scarlet color in the eyes that represented murderous intent, looking at the determination and coldness of the murderous intent, and looking at The brilliance deep in his eyes made people feel mysterious. At that moment, Li Chuyi's eyes were deeply engraved in his heart. They turned into a nightmare and suddenly woke up his rigid thinking.

"not me!!!"

The tearing scream was followed by an unforgettable suffocation. After a long time, Yuwen Xuanshu realized that he was not dead. The Yazhen sword stopped against his neck, only cutting through a layer of skin, and a few traces of heat flowed down his neck. It flows to the collarbone, making it itch and feel very uncomfortable.

But Yuwen Xuanshu didn't dare to scratch it, no matter how itchy it was. He didn't even dare to take a breath, even if his lungs were bursting and in need of fresh air, he didn't dare to take a breath.

Don't dare to kill?

No, it's not that I don't dare.

There was no fear in Li Chuyi's eyes as if he were dead. The other party stopped just because what he just said was waiting for him to confess his last words.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The little princess's screams of surprise rang out. Her delicate face was pale, as if she had seen a ghost, but there was no fear deep in her eyes. Instead, she was a bit amused, but she was very kind to her. She was concealed, and no one noticed her strangeness.

"Asshole! What are you doing!"

The Ninth Prince also reacted, secretly taking a long breath and regaining his composure.

Sure enough, it was just pretentious, this fat man didn't dare to kill anyone!

Even though he is the eldest prince, he still has to abide by the rules and tacit understanding between princes. Sibling cannibalism is absolutely not allowed by Emperor Yan, and he cannot be an exception!

He just hadn't regained all his face, so he was pretending to be fierce and scary.

The Ninth Prince was very familiar with this routine, he had used it many times himself. It's a pity that Li Chuyi was a reckless man and didn't know how to measure, so he was a little slow to stop his hand, and even let Yu Wenxuan see his injury. This time it was a bit difficult to explain.

Secretly thinking about how to take advantage of this matter, the Ninth Prince pointed his finger at Li Chuyi righteously: "You..."

"It's not me, it's him! He forced me to do it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yuwen Xuanshu screamed in alarm, as if his butt was on fire. The Ninth Prince's words suddenly stopped like a duck, and he stared blankly at Yuwen Xuanshu for a long time without regaining consciousness. .

Is Old Thirteen scared out of his mind?

Crazy or not, it was a betrayal.

The Ninth Prince's face instantly fell, and his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with coldness.

But before he could scold him, two murderous gazes turned towards him. Seeing Li Chuyi, the ninth prince's heart trembled for no reason. He thought of his guess again and held back his heels without retreating, his eyes not letting go at all. looked back.

"Go on." Li Chuyi said coldly.

Yu Wen Xuanshu was startled for a moment, then realized what was going on, and hurriedly explained the cause and effect. Because he was nervous, his words were a little confusing, but this did not prevent Li Chuyi from understanding.

During this period, the Ninth Prince wanted to interrupt several times, but Yuwen Xuanshu made up his mind and ignored him. The Ninth Prince had no choice but to send a message to King Zhenxi to ask him to calm down the incident, but King Zhenxi didn't seem to hear him. His words were a little hasty and he glanced over with a faint glance. The indifference in his eyes made the Ninth Prince feel fearful and hurriedly He turned his head and avoided looking, not daring to transmit the message again.

After a long time, Yuwen Xuanshu finally finished speaking. It's a ridiculous reason, but for these princes, this is the norm, a tacit understanding, and an unspoken rule.

It's a pity that this is their normal state and not Li Chuyi's. They can test their opponents with their lives. Even if a few of them die, it's not a pity. At most, they feel distressed, but Li Chuyi can't do that.

Li Sinian and the others are not subordinates to Li Chuyi at all, even if Fang Junnan and Liu Mingxiu call him "young master" at every turn. They are his friends, close friends who have lived through life, and they are willing to follow even though they know there is danger. He came to Dayan Emperor Capital to risk life and death, how could Li Chuyi allow anyone to touch them? !

Not even a hair on your head!

"I'll spare your life and you and I will be clean."

A palm hit Yuwen Xuanshu's Dantian, and Yuwen Xuanshu immediately spat out blood and flew backwards. Several palace guards hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. They glanced at Li Chuyi with shock in their eyes.

How dare he take action!

"Thank you, Your Highness, the eldest prince!"

I thought Yuwen Xuanshu would be angry, but instead of hating, he was happy. Instead, he thanked Li Chuyi and told the guard who was supporting him that he couldn't figure out whether he had any quirks.

I didn't know Yuwen Xuanshu was really happy. He thought he was dead, but in the end, not only was he spared his life, but he also understood his grudges with Li Chuyi.

That palm looked dangerous, but in fact, his Dantian was only slightly shocked, and the root was not damaged. He could recover after a few days of recovery, so it was nothing at all. Apart from the fact that a group of his cronies died and was very distressed, there was no price other than that. It could end like this. Yuwen Xuanshu, who always knew how to protect himself, was of course delighted. For a moment, he felt that Li Chuyi was like a saint.

He was happy, but the Ninth Prince was shocked.

I thought that Li Chuyi had stopped and questioned Yuwen Xuanshu just to find a way out, but who would have thought that he actually seriously injured Yuwen Xuanshu in front of so many people? Doesn't this fat man know what is enough?

Seeing Li Chuyi slowly approaching with a sword in hand, he felt uncomfortable with every step, as if he was stepping on his heart. However, his pride and arrogance as a prince still supported him and he could not retreat. He stared at Li Chuyi solemnly.

"What do you want to do?"

"Murder."

These two simple words, before the Ninth Prince could think about it, the frosted fat face came to him.