The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Ascending in the daytime to thank Ranran, Taishang said unfeelingly, Li Kuan had already felt the ruthlessness from Xie Ranran.

Although they are ruthless, they are sentient because of their hearts. As long as they are human, it is impossible to be truly ruthless.

In the distance, Xie Ziran stared at the back of Li Kuan leaving, as if struck by lightning, his mind was shocked, and he muttered to himself.

"How did he know!"

After muttering, Xie naturally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and chased after him.

In front of the dilapidated medical hall, the smell of blood filled the street.

Wu Jiangxian was covered with wounds, and a blood hole was poked in her thigh. Unstoppable blood gushed out, and her body fell into a pool of blood.

On the icy ground, Wu Jiangxian smiled strangely and arrogantly.

On the shoulder blades on the back, there was a deep bone wound that spurted blood continuously, the originally white face turned pale due to blood loss, dying, it seemed that he was going to die in the next moment, even if a god descended to earth in this situation, it would be impossible It's hard to get back.

The Taoist disciple who had just chased Murong Yue has also returned and reported the situation.

Zhang Wanfu looked at Du Guangting coldly.

"Taoists thank nature, I remember."

Du Guangting sighed helplessly. Although he is also a Taoist, Xie Ziran's strength is much higher than him.

There was joy in Wu Jiangxian's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but it touched the wound on her face, and the corner of her mouth twitched in pain.

But as long as Murong Yue is safe, everything is worth it.

Zhang Wanfu had a cold face.

"A mere Taoist casual cultivator dares to provoke my Taoist orthodoxy. If she doesn't want to live, then she will be fulfilled."

Zhang Wanfu's name sounds simple and honest, but anyone who knows him knows that this guy is crazy, but at the age of 20, he does have the capital of arrogance.

Compared to Zhang Wanfu, Du Guangting was much calmer.

"According to our inquiries, Xie should naturally practice in secluded cultivation in the deep mountains, so how could he come to the border of Liangzhou?"

Du Guangting had a feeling that Xie Ziran's appearance had something to do with Li Kuan.

Zhang Wanfu glanced at Du Guangting.

"It doesn't matter why she is here, disrupting my Taoist plan, then she will die, and she will be our enemy!"

Bai Rifei ascended to Xie Ziran, he is also a Taoist, a genius with the same reputation as him, Zhang Wanfu has long wanted to learn from Xie Ziran.

Du Guangting sensed Zhang Wanfu's dangerous thoughts and couldn't help persuading him.

"Wanfu, don't be impulsive, we should go."

"Calculating the time, Murong Yue should have found Li Kuan by now, and we should be leaving."

"If that lunatic comes over, everything will be in trouble."

Zhang Wanfu felt unhappy when he heard this, but he still nodded.

"Let's go, the master has not limited the time to complete the task, we will find another plan later."

As soon as the words fell, the murderous intent came, and it seemed that even the surrounding air became thicker.

Chapter 110 IX The destiny is fixed, there is no hope.

Feeling the cold after the temperature dropped, Zhang Wanfu and Du Guangting held their breaths.

This murderous aura was so terrifying, like a sharp sword, it seemed that it was going to stab the two of them to pieces, making them break out in cold sweat and tremble in their hearts.

Suddenly, Li Kuan's cold voice sounded in the silent street.

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, it's too disrespectful for the prince."

In the voice, the killing intent was more intense, as if it was real.

Zhang Wanfu and Du Guangting looked towards the source of the sound. Under the dim light, a man and a woman stood proudly in front of the street.

It was Li Kuan and Murong Yue who came.

Wu Jiangxian opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the two people who were a little closer, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

People who are dying can see more clearly than others. Some things can only be seen clearly when death comes.

Looking at the two people under the moonlight, Du Guangting's face was gloomy like black ink, and his khaki eyes stared at Li Kuan with vigilance.

Zhang Wanfu looked at Murong Yue who seemed to be a little scared, then shifted his gaze to Li Kuan, and after looking him up and down, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It just so happens that I didn't have a good time with this useless woman. If you are here, then play with me."

"I heard that you once fought evenly with the military god Li Jing, and even hurt him. Don't let me down now."

Li Kuan glanced at Wu Jiang, who was on the verge of dying, before speaking.

"How would you like to play?"

Zhang Wanfu smiled evilly, folded his hands on his chest,

Afterwards, surging internal energy surged out of Zhang Wanfu's body, and the ground 30 meters away was turbulent, and a storm of dust mixed with gravel surged up, shaking the surrounding houses and blowing dust on the streets.

Then he opened his crossed hands, and Zhang Wanfu looked up at the sky, as if embracing something.