I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 111 Chapter 112 This muddy water (2 more)
bang.

Dangerous and dangerous, the tip of Mr. Xiao's sword stabbed in front of his throat, as if hitting something, sparks were sparked, and the force also forced Wu Shengjian's sword.

The sword slashed across the throat, scratching Mr. Xiao's skin.

Almost.

Just a little bit, a blood vessel in his throat was about to be punctured.

He who managed to escape a trick also looked miserable, as if he didn't want money, the blood continued to flow from his throat, staining his collar red.

"Old guy, I don't know many people now, I really don't want to send you to die, you say I want you to preserve the whole body, or chop you up, you are a friend, you choose to die Law."

The Wusheng Sword didn't give a single chance at all, and made moves repeatedly, and the attacking positions were also the vital points of the human body.

The sword energy was raging everywhere in the inner courtyard, the ground was split by the sword energy, the potted plants burst, doors and windows rattled, and all kinds of attacks came from the inner courtyard.

"Maybe it's you who died?" Old Mr. Xiao smiled.

Hit out with a sword.

It's just that he kind of forgot about his injury.

It has been many years, and he has not been injured like this today. Not only is the true energy of the sword in his body interfering with his true energy, but the wound on his throat has no chance to stop the bleeding.

As soon as he spoke, blood splashed out, and the sudden pain made his movements a little more difficult, which once again exposed his flaws.

No, these years of stable life have made my hands and memory rusty. Old Mr. Xiao was startled, his sword trembled slightly undetectable.

For an ordinary opponent, his weakness is nothing.

But the Wushengjian in front of him is a master who is evenly matched with him, and this flaw has become a fatal flaw.

Wu Shengjian smiled.

Without a sound, he disappeared in front of Mr. Xiao, turning into an afterimage and shattering.

One trick to change shape and change shadow.

He appeared behind Mr. Xiao on the left side. This position is the blind spot that Wu Shengjian observed in the battle just now. Mr. Xiao is not used to it.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't do this, because he couldn't help Mr. Xiao.

But the battle situation is changing rapidly, and now is the right time.

Old Mr. Xiao didn't have enough nerves to dodge this move, even if he knew that the Wusheng Sword would appear behind his left side.

The sword light stands out.

At this moment, Mr. Xiao felt as if he had fallen into hell. He felt that there was no end to redemption, so he had no choice but to take the sword forcefully.

But the power of this sword was too great, and the gloomy sword energy that seemed to be attached to the bones would never give him a chance to survive.

"That's a good apparition, stop it for me."

Huo Ran, the Wusheng Sword's body had more water vapor condensed into a water whirl, and the force of the rotation made the sword's forward trend be hindered. At the same time, the river-turning hand kept approaching the Wusheng Sword.

The water vapor gathered in the palm of Fan Jiangshou, like a sharp cone of flowing water, blasting towards the back of Wusheng Sword.

Feeling the threat behind him, Wu Shengjian frowned. He could see Mr. Xiao's sluggish movements, and felt that this was a good opportunity.

The air was rippling, and with the help of this reaction force, his sword broke through the obstruction of the water whirl, full of murderous aura.

As expected of being from a demon sect, he was ruthless to others, and he was secretly surprised by his own ruthlessness. However, he also knew that the current situation was deadlocked.

If Mr. Xiao died on the spot and let Wu Shengjian free his hand, then they would be passive in the future, and it might even make the action fall short of success.

At other times, Fan Jiangshou didn't bother to care about the life and death of Mr. Xiao, who always relied on the old to sell the old.

thump.

Fan Jiangshou's heart thumped, and a hot breath emerged from his body, as if a little on fire, and white smoke curled up.

He exploded.

The strength has been raised to a higher level, and the power of the water cone in the palm of the palm is even greater. It extends forward a small section, and with a bang, it seems like a shooting star from the sky flies by, heading straight for the Wusheng sword.

"Haha, I just happened to come."

Bang.

A broken figure flew over from the entrance not far away. Coincidentally, the direction in which this figure flew was the Wusheng Sword.

This is a water cone in the back and a blown figure on the left.

"Grandma's a ball." Wu Shengjian couldn't help cursing.

The figure was very close to him, and there was no chance for him to react. With a bang, he was knocked into the air by the figure.

This time, not only did not kill Mr. Xiao, but he was slightly injured by an attack that might have come from reinforcements.

"Without a left ear, you really embarrass me. In the future, don't talk about double respects outside, and you can do things like hurting the alliance."

The broken right ear kept mocking.

Can Zuo Er, who was excited to kill, looked at Wu Shengjian who was glaring at him, and couldn't help but blush, "Mistake, mistake, why are you going somewhere, it's not embarrassing me."

When Wu Shengjian heard this novel evasion of responsibility, he suddenly felt like he was going to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

According to the disabled left ear, it was all his fault.

He shouldn't fight an attack that could seriously injure one person first, he shouldn't fight.

"Ah, look at the palm."

Can Zuo Er didn't care about Wu Shengjian's mood, and jumped forward, waving his palms crazily, and in an instant, it seemed like a small dark sky appeared in front of Fan Jiangshou.

"Good time, I have long wanted to see the sky-turning palm of the Zuo Zun of the Tiancan Shuangzun, whether it is your Sky-turning Palm or my River-turning Hand."

Fan Jiangshou said with pride.

In fact, he wanted to compete with the Heavenly Canned Dual Venerables at other times.

In Jianghu's life, what he seeks is nothing more than fame and profit.

Heaven-changing palm, a palm technique well-known in martial arts.

There are many good people in the martial arts who discuss the palm techniques of the two of them, who is better?
He wanted to know.

He also wants to see the other sea-covering legs. After all, he has one overturning the river and the other overcoming the sea. From the name alone, it seems that he has lost a lot. It's the legs.

What's even more unfortunate is that the timing is wrong tonight.

However, the Heavenly and Disabled Twin Venerables had already appeared, and Fan Jiangshou had to accept the move if he didn't want to.

"You little Fan Jiang still wants to fight with Fan Jiang, I'm afraid it's just a dream?" Can Zuo Er didn't dare to be careless, but his mouth was very arrogant, as if he looked down on Fan Jiang's hand.

Bang bang bang.

In just a few breaths, the two fought for more than ten rounds.

On the other side, Can's right ear also met Mr. Xiao, his legs leaping in the air seemed to be elusive, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, sometimes on the top, his ferocious feet were like the roar of the sea.

Annoyed, Wu Shengjian didn't say that he stepped forward to help the Tiancan Shuangzun, but stood up and helped the Lushan guest who was also the jailer next to him.

Li Ye, who was following the Tiancan Shuangzun, looked at the two parties fighting together in front of him. There was no limit to one-on-one between the two parties. From time to time, the two teamed up for two, or three people teamed up for one. ebb and flow.

Every time there is a dangerous situation, both the jailbreaker and the guard will lend a helping hand tacitly.

Li Ye took a deep breath, and performed the Breath Containment Technique, as if his strength was comparable to those members of the Sea Dragon Society who had retreated into the prison, fighting to the death with the members of the Sea Dragon Society.

Really intense.

Fighting back and forth, suddenly, the rhythm of the battle is completely under his control.

The opponent didn't notice at all, and he gradually approached the battle circle of Fan Jiangshou and Can Zuo Er.

Well, you cunning boy, the disabled left ear, who watched all directions and listened to all directions, quickly noticed the movement nearby, and at the same time, he had a tacit understanding with Li Ye, and quietly raised his true spirit.

His shots became more and more fierce, and he seemed to be going all out, so Fan Jiangshou couldn't help but muster all his energy to deal with it, and he had no time to look aside.

Nearly.

Even closer.

(End of this chapter)