Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

at this time.

All the youths with hidden swords had indeed exhausted their true qi in their bodies, and they could not use their true qi to fly back to the Savior, and they could not be faster than the three holy envoys in black.

Also, they are not prepared to turn back to the Savior.

Just staring at the wooden wall behind the curtain of the Gathering Hall.

The Tibetan sword boys drew out the bows and crossbows at their waists, put on the crossbow arrows and took aim.

With a dignified expression, Zang Yi made a gesture that only a young man with a sword could understand, and slowly surrounded him.

Inside that wooden wall, there seemed to be their archenemy.

now.

The entrance of the Juyi Hall.

"kill!"

The second sage in black made a few ups and downs, and rushed to Xia Tian with a grim face: "Death!"

"Go away!"

Zang Jiu was not afraid, he stood in front of Xia Tian, ​​his true energy was attached to the surface of the sword, and his strength exploded in an all-round way.

But she has only been promoted to a third-rate martial artist, and there is a huge gap between her internal energy and the peak of a second-rate martial artist.

"Crack..."

Zang Jiu's sword was broken, and his small body was thrown away.

"puff......"

Zang Jiuzhi felt a sweetness in her throat, and a stream of blood rolled in her chest, and she couldn't hold it anymore, and spit out.

Blood, very bitter.

at this time.

The sword of the three holy envoys in black was only 0.01 centimeters away from the center of Xia Tian's eyebrows, and the true energy attached to the sword pierced the skin between Xia Tian's eyebrows.

At this moment, the Three Saints in Black felt like they had won!

In the next moment, the sword will pierce the brow of this useless prince.

From now on, prosperity and wealth will accompany him all his life.

Power, beauties, he will have them all.

This trash lord is wrong!

In this chaotic Great Xia era, good people don't live long, while evils last for thousands of years, only those who do evil can live happily!

He swears by his own wickedness!

but.

Why, his sword hasn't pierced the forehead of this good-for-nothing prince yet?

Is time slowing down?

Or is the sword not stabbing forward?

The three saints in black made some bad feelings in their hearts.

He squinted his eyes... Why was the point of the sword caught in the palms of that useless prince?

When... an ordinary person can hold the sword of a second-rate peak expert?

He is angry!

This is courting death!

The Three Saints in Black felt that his martial arts had been insulted!

He was going to gather all the true energy in his body, crush the hand of this trash prince, and then kill someone!

but!

Why does his stomach hurt so much?

Why can't he gather true energy?

Why can't he hold the sword anymore?

Why does the body become so heavy?

"Pfft..."

The Three Holy Envoys in black suddenly knelt down, gave up the sword in his hand, and twitched weakly.

His heart was like falling into an abyss, and he was in a panic: "What happened to me?"

The three holy envoys in black lowered their heads, and only then did they see clearly... a long silver needle was nailed three inches below his navel, piercing his dantian and abolishing the accumulation of his internal energy. place.

When was it stabbed?

He doesn't know!

"what......"

The three holy envoys in black let out a terrified scream of pain, like a seriously injured wild dog!

In the dark.

He felt greater danger approaching him.

The three holy envoys in black suddenly looked up, and saw that useless prince holding his own sword and cutting off his left hand!

"what......"

The severe pain, like iron awls, pierced his soul.

"No!"

Amidst the screams of the Three Saints in black, his right hand fell off!

"How can your hand speed be faster than my sword?"

The eyes of the three sages in black turned red, and they cried out in despair: "Master Erlong, don't you want to do it?"

"If I die here, my eldest sister will not let you go."

"You have to die too!"

In the time of these three sentences, the legs of the three holy envoys in black have disappeared, and like all the villains in the Juyi Hall, they have become "human sticks".

The way he wailed was no different from the bandits, they were all so reassuring!

After a while.

The three sages in black fainted from the excruciating pain.

at this time.

Zang Yi said coldly: "Shoot!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

With a sharp whistling sound, the crossbow arrows penetrated into the wooden wall behind the curtain, shooting out countless thin holes.

"uh-huh......"

There was the sound of someone being hit by an arrow.

at this time.

"boom......"

The wall behind the high platform collapsed, the dust was earth-shattering, and the broken planks flew around.

Immediately.

A wooden house no smaller than Juyi Hall appeared in front of everyone.

In that room, there is also a high platform.

There was a giant bed on it, and a majestic man sat on it, with eagle eyebrows and wolf eyes, a battle helmet on his head, wearing iron armor, holding a spear in his hand, and said with a gloomy face: "My lord, it is rumored that you are foolish, but you are just a person who likes you." A reading idiot."

"But the prince always says you're just pretending."

"Originally, this will be unbelievable."

"But today, when I saw your demeanor with my own eyes, I realized that His Highness the Crown Prince was right!"

"You hide it so deeply!"

At this time.

"Boom boom boom..."

A group of heavily armed armored infantry stood in front of the majestic man, forming an army formation: "Kill!"

Murderous!

"Hahaha......"

Xia Tian took out the silver needles from the body of the black-clothed Sansheng Envoy, wiped them clean, put them back into the sleeves, stepped into the bloody water, and walked towards the majestic man step by step: "It turns out to be the commander of the left bank of the Eastern Palace!"

"It turns out that you are the real person in charge of Erlong Mountain!"

"It turns out that you can see a real family of officials and bandits here!"

"It turns out that you are the real villain!"

"It turns out that the prince's elder brother is the enemy of those who died in Erlong Mountain!"

"It turns out that the interception at the foot of the mountain and the battle at Juyi Hall were all bait."

"Here is the real trap!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Zuo An stood up, at least two meters tall: "Prince Desolate, you wake up too late!"

"Are you committing suicide? Or let me do it myself?"

Left Bank's big hand waved.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Numerous iron hooks with ropes smashed through the wooden boards and grabbed the vital points of the wooden house.

"boom......"

All the iron hooks worked together to pull the roofs and wooden walls of Juyi Hall and the wooden house where the left bank was located, and fell into the distance.

Immediately.

The cabin is gone!

Xia Tian, ​​Tibetan Nine, Tibetan Sword Boy, Left Bank, and Armored Infantry were all exposed under the sky.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

I saw armored archers emerge from the snow outside the wooden house one by one, like ghosts, drawing bows and arrows, aiming at Xia Tian and the youths with swords.

Ye Jinlian was shocked!

She hurriedly followed Xia Tian, ​​silently observing the surrounding situation!

Is this falling into the Great Xia army formation?

"Hahaha......"

Zuo An looked around and smiled arrogantly: "My lord, do you know Zuo An's nickname in the army?"

Xia Tian kept walking: "Does this king need to know?"

Zuo An looked proud: "This general's nickname in the army is Butcher!"

"My favorite thing to do is to peel off the human skin and make a collection!"

"My lord, wait a minute, your skin will be the most precious collection in my left bank home!"

now.

In the eyes of Zuo An, Xia Tian is a turtle in a jar!

As long as he gives an order, he can shoot this "walking ten thousand taels of gold" into a hedgehog.

As for the sword-hiding boy, he was already on the sticky board.

A dead soldier in the rivers and lakes is a scumbag in front of the army.

The reason why he didn't immediately order to release the arrows was because he still had a greed: "My lord, according to the legend of the court and the public, Qianlong will guard the treasures of the former Qin royal family. If you are willing to hand it over, I can make you die happily." point!"

"Otherwise, your fate will be worse than these bandits!"

Xia Tian smiled handsomely, without any fear: "Are you sure you can kill me?"

"Hahaha......"

Zuo An was confident: "Your Majesty, all of your men have lost their combat power. Sima Lan is protecting your family and moving forward. No one can save you!"

"Even if you yelled and broke your throat...it didn't work!"

"Today, you are dead!"

"Answer me now... Where is the former Qin treasure?"