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The time of a stick of incense is gone in the blink of an eye.

Xue Gang, who had been impatient for a long time, got up with a long knife and urged: "Your Highness, you can go."

"Oh, let's go then."

A little disappointment appeared in Chu Ci's eyes.

If he can't recruit the escort flag camp, it's just a little troublesome, and it doesn't have to be him.

however……

Before Chu Ci turned around and took the first step, the gate of the barracks opened, and Cui Hanshan, who was in armor, rode alone and quickly came a foot away from Chu Ci.

Get off your horse and get down on one knee.

Sound like a bell.

"Cui Hanshan, Escort Flag Camp, pay homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

To Cui Hanshan's surprise, he didn't get the treatment he imagined.

When he raised his head, he happened to meet Chu Ci's disdainful eyes.

For no reason, Cui Hanshan panicked.

He walked out of the barracks, which means he betrayed Marquis Wu and became Chu Ci's subordinate.

If Chu Ci does not accept, he will have nowhere to go.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

Cui Hanshan was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of silence did not last long.

Chu Ci spoke lightly, but with a questioning tone: "Do you think that I must be you?"

"Cui Hanshan, I came to see you just to give you a chance. If you don't show up, nothing will change."

"Do you think I'm bluffing you?" Chu Ci suddenly looked at the deep mountains and old forests on both sides of the road. He was calm on the surface, but there was something hidden inside.

There are not only people from Marquis Wu.

There are also killers that Yang Taichu hastily recruited, the number of them is no less than five hundred.

The combination of the two forces may not be enough to deal with the two innate masters, but there is a great chance of success in killing Chuci.

"Cui Hanshan, open your eyes and take a good look. Today, I don't need your bodyguard and flag battalion to do anything, and I can walk this road safely."

After throwing down this sentence.

Chu Ci didn't pause any longer, stepped out, and stood in the middle of the road after a few steps.

This is... a declaration of war.

After being suppressed by the two humerus ministers for many years, Chu Ci has always harbored deep resentment in his heart.

At this moment, facing the silent mountain forest, Chu Ci laughed heartily.

Taking a deep breath, he said loudly: "If I can kill Ben Gong this time, it will be regarded as a private contest between each other and has nothing to do with the country."

"This……"

Cui Hanshan's complexion changed drastically.

If it is the status of the prince, the two parties may have scruples, and they will be more cautious in their actions.

However, Chu Ci actually downgraded the dispute over the fate of the country to a personal fight.

The prince is no longer a prince, he is just an ordinary person.

If you kill him, you won't be held accountable.

Doing so is tantamount to sticking your neck out in front of the enemy and letting them chop at will.

This isn't looking for death.

Cui Hanshan was furious. If he really saw Chu Ci's decapitated body, he would be the next one.

After shouting that sentence.

Chu Ci began to pace forward.

The speed is neither fast nor slow, just like traveling in mountains and rivers.

In the woods on both sides of the road, a large flock of birds suddenly startled.

"kill!"

Hundreds of black-clothed and masked people rushed out from the left.

On the right, elite soldiers and strong generals in armor rushed out.

These people are the imperial guards of Wuhou Peiji.

"Kill kill kill!"

Shouting and killing.

The two teams merged into one, and there were no less than a thousand people.

The three of Chu Ci were instantly surrounded.

This scene made Cui Hanshan's eyes shrink slightly, he felt that Chu Ci had hurt him a lot, and even wanted to hold him back when he was dying.

Countless soldiers walked out of the barracks, watching with cold eyes.

Without Cui Hanshan's order, no one would take the initiative to help the prince.

however……

Chu Ci's footsteps did not stop at all, and even his face did not change. He walked forward step by step, calm and composed.

"Crack..."

A masked man in black jumped up high, and the sword flashed across, but there was a sound of "噗", and the man in black was cut off his head with a knife in the air.

It's Xue Gang.

If Chu Ci hadn't been blocking him, he would have wanted to do it a long time ago.

Now, he wants to have a good time.

"Come on, fight your Grandpa Xue for [-] rounds."

Considering Xue Gang's status as a congenital master, all the men in black directly ignored him, and all the weapons in their hands were aimed at Chu Ci.

Those generals formed a small army formation, stepped on the dust, and rushed towards Chuci like a tiger out of the cage.

Xue Gang was surrounded by masked men in black.

Lack of separation.

These people are all martial arts masters, and some of them have even touched the critical point of innate masters, and they are only one step away from breaking through.

Relying on his brute strength, Xue Gang entangled dozens of men in black and beat them hard.

He wanted to protect Chu Ci, but unfortunately he couldn't.

Facing the overwhelming mountain road, Chu Ci's expression still changed slightly, and he was even reluctant to take another look.

Looking up at the gentle and scorching sun, tears flickered in his eyes.

This battle was the battle of the conferred gods that Chu Ci was proud of.

"It's over, it's over, the prince will definitely die."

"It's fine if you want to die by yourself, but you have to drag our general with you. Your heart is really vicious."

"The Chu family doesn't have a single good thing."

Under that tree, Cui Hanshan couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to order the escort flag battalion to attack.

After saving Chu Ci, he still has a way to survive.

"when……"

The sound of sword cries resounded over the entire barracks, and the thin young man who had been standing behind Chu Ci suddenly rose from the ground.

Being able to fly in the sky is at least in the realm of a congenital master.

However, he paused in the air and waved the long sword in his hand.

There was an invisible wave of air, and all those swords, lights and swords that were killing towards Chu Ci were blown away.

"This……"

Cui Hanshan was not just shocked, his raised hand was still frozen in the air, his whole body was numb and unable to move.

That man, how did he do it?
The attack of nearly a thousand people was defeated with a single sword?
No, it's more than that.

The thin young man was still floating, and the long sword in his hand swung out again.

The screams were endless.

Wherever the sword edge swept, it was like chopping melons and vegetables.

It was only a few breaths before and after, whether it was the masked man in black or those elite soldiers from Wuhou Mansion, half of them were decapitated.

Blood flows into a river.

Broken limbs and broken arms flew around.

Everyone who was killed with one sword was terrified.

"It's not human."

Cui Hanshan roared in his heart.

The soldiers of the escort flag camp outside the barracks looked at the thin figure in the sky, as if they felt the same way.

Just the invisible momentum made them unable to raise their heads.

Horrible, so scary.

"Run."

"withdraw……"

The rest of the people no longer wanted to fight, including those who were enemies with Xue Gang, they all gave up and retreated.

Unfortunately, Chen Ping would not let them go.

He raised his sword again and swung it.

This time, it was no longer an invisible storm.

With Chen Ping as the center of the circle, small dagger-like swords were transformed into one after another, spinning around him non-stop.

"kill!"

With Chen Ping's casual finger, countless swords rushed towards the fleeing people.

"It is said that there is a sword technique that is the ultimate in martial arts, called Wanjian Guiyi, which has been lost for thousands of years."

"No one has seen the power of Wan Jian Gui Yi."

Cui Hanshan murmured in his heart: "Could it be that the swordsmanship played by that young man is the return of ten thousand swords to one?"