The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 74
"You are, damn it!"

In the midst of this increasingly fierce confrontation, Ji Batu yelled angrily again.

His face was flushed and gradually turned blue, his neck was about to explode, his head was covered with beads of sweat, and his fist was tightly holding the long knife in his hand.

He was surprisingly angry, a thousand times more angry than before!
Because he found that during the duel just now, this Xiao Yi actually lost his mind!
A strong sense of humiliation immediately pervaded Ji Batu's heart!
This Xiao Yi, how much he despises himself in his heart!

He didn't take himself seriously before, and cut off Ji Wuye's head in front of him.

Now when he dared to fight with himself again, he started to lose his mind!
"Eight poles of the world, get up!"

"King knife!"

Prince Gong mobilized all the energy and blood in his body, and used the secret method of the clan!

A strong smell of blood immediately filled his body.

Blood-red rays of light covered his upper body, and blood-red dragons were wrapped around the spiritual weapon in his hand.

He jumped high and slashed down from mid-air!

Xiao Yi's face showed ecstasy!
He raised the knife in his hand into the air, not intending to dodge!

His martial arts are rewarded by the system, and he doesn't have any martial arts.

Can only rely on pure physical strength to fight recklessly!

Xiao Yi took it for granted, like a reckless man without other special means, he just mobilized the literary energy, spiritual energy and blood energy in his body.

Take the knife from mid-air hard.

Boom~!

On the ground under Xiao Yi's feet, cracks appeared in an instant, spreading to the surrounding area.

A large pit several meters wide and one or two meters deep suddenly appeared at his feet.

And Xiao Yi was pushed to the bottom of the big pit!

The most important thing is that the long knife in his hand broke!

This is just a bottle of ordinary waist knife.

There is no way to compare it with the opponent's spiritual weapon.

What's more, he doesn't know any martial arts now, so he can only rely on brute force to fight recklessly!

Finally dying!
Xiao Yi was impatient!
Ji Batu succeeded in one blow, and his face looked a little ferocious.

He needs to take a breath now, and wait for the blood to continue to flow.

Now it only takes half a breath, and he can kill Xiao Yi.

Catastrophe is imminent!

A smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face.

Wu Yixin took a breath of cold air, and was instantly at a loss, poking there like a half piece of wood.

Wang Gonggong looked flustered, and wanted to dodge to save people.

But they were all entangled in the battle formation formed by those soldiers, and they couldn't come to support at all.

The onlookers were stunned at the same time, their faces pale.

Some people have already covered their eyes and can't bear to look any further.

There were even more people desperately trying to get up, hoping to use their chests to block Master Xiao's knife.

And at the top of the Confucian Academy, Kong Jishi, a third-grade Confucian student, frowned, and felt for the first time that the Confucian saint's saber was unsealed for too long.

more than this.

In Weiyang Palace, Empress Li Qingcheng didn't care about revealing her true cultivation, and risked being besieged and killed by top powerhouses in the future, she wanted to summon Yang God to save Xiao Yi.

At this critical moment.

When Xiao Yi was in high spirits.

That sword light is coming!

At the time of life and death, a silver-white gun light flashed by.

A long spear was thrown from the sky, as if piercing through the void, it flew over with a weight of a thousand catties, and withstood Prince Gong's long knife.

The spear was blown away and thrown into the sky.

Prince Gong retreated wildly.

Xiao Yi was dumbfounded again!
There was a sharp breaking wind.

In midair, streaks of golden light flashed.

Dragon horses appeared one after another.

The dragon horse fell, and all of them were fierce soldiers in golden armor.

Guards of Yanjing City Imperial City!
God barracks!
It is also one of the heritage of the royal family!

And the leader at the front is their leader, Xuanyuan Qingshu!
His figure was slender and thin, and the armor on his body flashed like streaks of silvery white light.

With a simple move, the long spear that just collapsed over there returned to his hands.

"Prince Gong!"

"I am following the orders of the present majesty to bring you back to the palace!"

"And the group of soldiers under your command were all arrested in the prison of the Ministry of War and awaiting their release!"

The soldiers of the Shenbing Battalion are obviously more powerful in equipment and strength than the guards of these clans.

Seeing them, Prince Gong's face turned livid.

Wang Gonggong and others were overjoyed and stopped.

The soldiers of the Clan Mansion also stopped their hands and pushed behind Prince Gong.

Xiao Yi's face was colder than that of Prince Gong, his heart flashed, hundreds of thousands of classic national curses.

Empress, why are you!

Empress, why is it you again!
Empress, why is it always you!
What did I owe you in my last life!
You are cheating on me again!
Just once or twice!

This is three times! ! !

Are you being a bit deceitful, Empress!
Xiao Yi's whole body was a little numb now.

No one can understand his sadness now.

Just when most people breathed a sigh of relief and thought it was all over.

Above that high altitude, there was another roar!

"Damn Shuzi!"

call out!
A sharp voice came from high in the sky, and two bright yellow sword qi descended from the sky, stabbing directly at Xiao Yi's throat.

The two sword cultivators from the Clan Mansion finally made their debut!
In the sky, the two very sharp bright yellow sword qi pierced straight over.

Although he was far away, Xiao Yi could still feel the pain like a needle prick.

There was a chill at the neck.

The muscles of the whole body tensed involuntarily, and the spine went numb.

Whether it's Confucianism or Daoism's bold warning, or the instinct of a martial artist.

All kinds of strange warnings were sensed one after another.

There is a situation!
Xiao Yi was ecstatic in his heart and couldn't help laughing out loud.

In the flash, his five senses, which had been tempered by various kinds of spiritual power, surged rapidly.

In an instant, he analyzed the current situation clearly.

The scene is very dangerous.

Except Wu Yixin, Xuanyuan Qingshu, Wang Gonggong and Prince Gong who were confronting them.

Others haven't realized what happened.

Xuanyuan Qingshu was still confronting Prince Gong just now.

Wu Yixin and Wang Gonggong are still confronting the army.

The Dragon Horse Army of the Divine Army Battalion did not react at all.

At this moment, I will definitely die!
The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth only moved upwards a little, and the sword's edge had arrived.

Dangerous!
call out!
stagger!
Two loud bangs came, shocking people.

Something appeared extremely quickly, in front of Xiao Yi, the two flying swords at the moment.

The violent impact caused a strong shock.

The shock waves scattered in all directions directly lifted Xiao Yi out of the big pit.

The half of the broken knife in his hand has also been broken and turned into powder.

Except for the few fourth-rank masters present.

Even if Eunuch Liu, who was standing on the edge, was still the guards of the Clan Mansion, the cavalrymen of the Shenbing Battalion were all thrown out.

When Xiao Yi was flying in mid-air, his whole body was in a dazed state.

What blocked me?
There were two shouts from below.

"Who dares to hurt my family?"

"Don't touch me, the Governor of Jingzhao Mansion!"

Why is this voice so familiar?
(End of this chapter)