"superior!"

Following the order from the pale-faced man without a beard, the seven men behind him held steel knives in their hands and moved toward Zhang Xishi to kill him.

"kill!"

Facing the murderous seven people, Zhang Xishi suppressed the smile on his face.

He kicked the fire, and the burning wood immediately flew up and fell towards these people.

These men in black used their knives to block or dodge.

But in this way, their encirclement was broken.

Zhang Xishi stepped forward, approached a man in black, and punched him, hitting him in the chest.

The man in black let out a scream, staggered back, and then fell to the ground.

At this time, a man in black next to him slashed with his sword. Zhang Xishi lowered his shoulders, took a step sideways, and pushed his shoulder against him. The man in black was immediately knocked to the ground.

However, his dangerous situation did not improve. Two more steel knives struck him, and at the same time another steel knife slashed horizontally, almost blocking Zhang Xishi's retreat.

Zhang Xishi's eyes were fixed. He took a step forward and ran into the arms of a man in black. Then he grabbed the hand holding the knife with both hands, pulled it hard, and threw it to the man in black next to him.

The two men in black collided with each other and became a gourd on the ground.

And he also relied on the force of the tug on the man in black to dodge to the side and avoid the horizontal slash.

The middle-aged man with a white face and a beardless face suddenly lost control when he saw that Zhang Xishi had killed several of his men so easily.

"Get out of the way!"

With a loud shout, the middle-aged man with a white face and a beardless face took a step, suddenly crossing the distance between the two people, and then clapped his hand.

Zhang Xishi's expression changed and he immediately punched him.

The fists and palms met, and an invisible force collided together.

The two fell apart at the first touch.

Zhang Xishi retreated continuously, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man with a white face and no beard just swayed and returned to normal.

Then he gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He took a few steps forward and struck out with his palms one after another.

The dense palm pressure made Zhang Xishi breathless, and the aura emanating from his body actually caused the temperature in the mountain temple to drop a lot.

The remaining three men in black, and the two men in black who got up from the ground, saw that their leader had the upper hand, and all looked at Xu Rong in unison.

"This guy must have a special relationship with Zhang Xishi. Let's arrest him and threaten Zhang Xishi into arresting him!"

As several men in black reached a consensus, they rushed towards Xu Rong.

Xu Rong did not expect that his family would encounter such a thing even if they just stayed in this broken mountain temple for one night.

However, facing the five men in black who came to attack him, he showed no fear at all.

When the five men in black saw Xu Rong standing there, not moving at all, they thought Xu Rong was frightened, so they all laughed jokingly, and the force of their attacks was involuntarily lighter.

But the next moment, they saw Xu Rong actually smiled, and it was very bright.

Just when they were a little confused, there was a clear sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath.

Clang!

Streams of sharp sword light filled their vision, and then their vision went dark, and they never knew what happened after that.

【Quick Wind Sword】

[Level: Two Stars]

[The sword comes out like a strong wind, sharp and swift, winning with speed.]

Bump bump bump bump!

Five corpses fell one after another, and a blood mark appeared on their necks. Then the blood mark exploded, and blood and tears flowed out.

The pale-faced middle-aged man stamped his palm on Zhang Xishi's chest. Zhang Xishi immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground with a weak breath.

But before he could be happy, he saw all five of his men falling to the ground.

"this……"

The white-faced, beardless middle-aged man looked at Xu Rong in shock, "Who are you, Your Excellency? You dare to kill someone in my palace. Do you want to rebel?"

"A member of the royal family?"

Xu Rong frowned. The only people who could be called royal palaces in the Great Yan Dynasty were the few kings with different surnames who founded the country, and the sons of the current emperor.

If that was the case, he would be in big trouble now.

The power of a prince, even the most desolate one, cannot be resisted by his little catcher.

Seeing that Xu Rong didn't seem to know their identities, the pale-faced middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Rong's record of instantly killing five people with just one sword was really scary.

"We are from Prince Zhao's Mansion and have been ordered to hunt down this prisoner. You'd better not get involved, lest you get into trouble."

Zhang Xishi, who was lying on the ground with a weak breath, said with difficulty at this time: "Brother Yu, this matter is none of your business. It's better to leave as soon as possible."

Xu Rong was holding a long sword, but he laughed when he heard this.

"I have killed so many people, is there any way back?"

He looked at the middle-aged man with a white face and no beard: "I'm afraid you have been planning in your mind for a long time. You will investigate my identity later and then take revenge on me, right?"

Although it was a question, Xu Rong's tone was very affirmative.

He didn't know much about King Zhao. He only knew that he was the third son of the current emperor of the Yan Dynasty.

For Huang Guizhou these days, if a person appears out of nowhere and kills people in his house, will it really be treated as if nothing happened?

Not talking about the issue of face, can his subordinates just expose this matter?

The white-faced, beardless middle-aged man frowned slightly, he indeed had such thoughts in his mind.

He even thought that if he could get some information about Xu Rong later, it would be easier for him to take revenge.

What's more, if Xu Rong can be recruited and brought to Prince Zhao's palace, he can be kneaded as much as he wants.

"This little brother has misunderstood. It was just a misunderstanding. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, there are as many of these people as you want. Why should I offend you for them?"

The white-faced, beardless middle-aged man showed a kind smile.

"And the prince has always respected people as capable as little brother. If you are willing, little brother, why don't you come back to the palace with me?"

"I am willing to recommend you to the prince."

If Xu Rong was still the same Xu Rong, he would definitely accept the olive branch extended by the palace without hesitation.

But Xu Rong was originally a social animal, and he still had some sense of observing words and expressions.

This middle-aged man with a white face and no beard has not even introduced himself yet, which shows what he is thinking.

Respect and recommendation are just excuses to stabilize him.

However, this does not prevent Xu Rong from taking advantage of the situation.

I saw a surprise smile on his face: "Really? Do you take what you say seriously?"
Chapter completed!