068 So now, this prince can't guarantee the lives of the two of you
"boom!"
The indestructible black iron cage landed directly from the hidden grid above the courtyard, making a huge sound like an explosion.
The senior waiter looked surprised, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He felt a sharp pain, lowered his head slightly, and found that his abdomen had become red at some point...
It turned out that at that critical moment, Xiao Zichen worked hard with his Qing Gong and narrowly missed the cage.
Xiao Zichen launched an attack in his hands at the same time, and with the blessing of internal force, a dagger penetrated straight through the waist and abdomen of the senior servant.
The senior attendant fell to the ground.
A group of Yaogu guards armed with swords appeared.
Xiao Zichen was confused at first.
He is an unknown person, and he has never had any interaction with anyone from Yaowang Valley in the past.
Why does Yaowanggu want to harm himself?
But until that person appeared, he understood the reason for all this...
"Yan, Wu, Lu!"
Xiao Zichen almost squeezed out these three words from his teeth.
In front of his eyes, Yan Wulu slowly appeared under the protection of many Yaowang Valley guards.
Yan Wulu was already tall, and now he was wearing a dark brocade dress with bright red stripes, which made him look simple, elegant, and very noble.
... He feels like a handsome villain.
Xiao Zichen's eyes were a little angry and red.
He really didn't expect that he would still meet this person here after being far away from the Northland.
The scabbard of the iron sword in Xiao Zichen's hand was tightly clenched. Under the huge grip force, the scabbard even made a slight sound.
On Yan Wulu's side, the unconscious Qin Shumian has been brought to Yan Wulu...
"Brother Xiao, originally, as long as you were trapped by me, you and this girl would be safe."
"...But not only did you not know what was good for you, you also committed suicide in the Medicine King Valley."
"...So now, I dare not guarantee your lives."
Yan Wulu said, very arrogant and unreasonable as a villain.
At the same time, he slightly stretched out his hand to pull up Qin Shumian's hair, looked at the other person's face, and continued to say -
"...But speaking of it, this girl is really stunning."
"Yan Wulu! Let go of your dirty hands!" Xiao Zichen yelled angrily.
Yan Wulu raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw this.
His hand suddenly pinched the unconscious Qin Shumian's cheek, like a perverted villain, and sarcastically said -
"Xiao Zichen, if I don't let you go, what can you do to me?"
"Damn it!" Xiao Zichen cursed secretly.
The majestic internal power of "Tenglong Fire Code" circulates rapidly in Xiao Zichen's body. This is an advanced Earth-level skill given to him by his master.
If you practice to a great extent, your power will not be inferior to the heaven-level skills.
"Tenglong Fire Gun!"
Xiao Zichen suddenly shouted.
The whole body was wrapped in a faint dark red inner force, like a charging fire dragon, holding a sword and coming straight towards Yan Wulu's direction.
The surrounding Medicine Valley guards stepped forward to stop and protect Yan Wulu, the crown prince of Zhenbei.
But without exception, they were pushed away by Xiao Zichen's martial arts.
It seems that Xiao Zichen must have been secretly accumulating strength for a long time...
Moreover, this "Tenglong Fire Code" is also extremely domineering.
Xiao Zichen, a warrior at the early stage of the second level, was actually able to explode with such momentum that was no less powerful than a third or fourth level warrior!
Yan Wulu saw it, and for a moment he couldn't help but start to envy him - wouldn't it be nice if there was a mysterious old man in his own ring?
…
"Although the momentum is terrifying, it is a pity..."
"...It can't hurt me at all."
Yan Wulu said lightly.
He didn't move where he was, and his fingers never left Qin Shumian's soft and white cheeks.
Xiao Zichen, who was charging with his sword, was getting closer and closer...
And just three meters away from Yan Wulu, a wide-edged cold light sword flashed past, and the two sword blades intertwined.
Xiao Zichen's full blow was actually blocked by this man.
In front of him, the person blocking the attack was a warrior wearing an iron mask.
The warrior was wearing the uniform of a senior guard of the Zhenbei Palace, and his whole person had a capable and sharp temperament, definitely not an ordinary person.
…
[Task guidance trigger——]
[Comparing the strength of the enemy and ourselves...]
[Enemy: Xiao Zichen, an early stage second-level warrior. Immortal soul body, unknown strength.]
[Our side: Host Yan Wulu, mid-level first-order warrior. Many masters.]
[Judging the strength of the enemy and ourselves: it is difficult to distinguish between them.]
[Option 1: Fight. You may win.]
[Option 2: Peace talks. Probably not possible.]
[Option 3: Retreat...a good choice.]
…
"Stop hurting my heir apparent!"
Iron-faced hoarse and deep voice came from inside.
Perhaps because of the iron mask that was as wide as a barrel on his head, there seemed to be a slight echo in his words.
“I didn’t expect that the dog from Zhenbei Palace could be so powerful!
"...I took a peerless sword and it was such a waste."
Xiao Zichen noticed the difference in the opponent's weapon.
To be able to block his own full blow so easily is because of his sword skill.
"Tie Mian, kill him for me..." Yan Wulu said coldly.
Hearing this, Tie Mian, who was holding the [General Sword], was slightly stunned, but then he answered affirmatively——
"I obey my orders."
[General Sword] draws a perfect arc.
He forced Xiao Zichen back in front of him.
Ye Changtian's own strength and cultivation were superior to his opponent's, and he also had the advantage of [General's Sword]. Although his own skills were average, he still had the upper hand for a while.
Yan Wulu stood quietly in a safe zone.
The surrounding Yao Valley guards who obeyed Yao Yingran's orders came to protect him one after another.
Sometimes, Yan Wulu actually really wants to know——
If Ye Changtian's "protagonist halo" has not disappeared, then, in this situation, where two sons of great fortune face off, who will win?
Is it to see who has higher luck?
Or is it another matter?
The thoughts in Yan Wulu's mind have not yet been answered.
The battle between the two people in front of them is even more inextricable.
In a daze, he saw a powerful finger force coming suddenly.
It was the medical sage Yao Yingran who came late to Shanshan. Not only was he a medical sage, but he was actually a strong man with a cultivation level in the early stages of the sixth level.
Although he is not particularly good at close combat, his own cultivation and internal strength are powerful, far beyond the comparison of Xiao Zichen and his like who are in the early stage of the second level.
Xiao Zichen was fighting fiercely with Tie Mian at that time.
That powerful finger force transformed from internal force struck his right wrist.
My wrist felt sore and numb, and the iron sword fell off my hand.
The [General Sword] in Iron Face's right hand could have taken this opportunity to chop off his head in one fell swoop.
but……
I don’t know if Tie Mian felt that he was too weak to win, or if there were some other reasons.
He struck out with a sword, but was forcefully withdrawn by Tie Mian.
Instead, there was a kick, which knocked Xiao Zichen away and hit the large Qi red pillar in the domed courtyard.
Xiao Zichen slipped and fell to the ground, but immediately struggled to get up...
He took a mouthful of blood foam and poured it on the ground, then two words popped out from between his teeth——
"mean."
Yao Yingran also came to Yan Wulu. It was obvious that he didn't care about Xiao Zichen's abuse.
Hold a sword with an iron face and be wary of the person in front of you.
Tie Mian was a little worried in his heart. Maybe he felt that the other party was not a vicious person, and besides, he was bullying the minority, which made him unable to make up his mind to kill him.
He was worried that the crown prince Yan Wulu would be jealous of him and doubt his loyalty.
But Yan Wulu clearly saw Tie Mian's concerns...
He walked forward slowly and patted Tie Mian on the shoulder, "Well done, Tie Mian. I suddenly felt that it would be better to save him alive and capture him alive."
"Your Majesty, I wish you all the best." Tie Mian walked down the slope and lowered his head slightly.
For a moment, I felt extremely grateful to the prince who understood my concerns.
The kick Xiao Zichen received just now actually didn't cause much damage to him.
Mainly because of Yao Yingran's finger strength, his right hand is still in a semi-disabled state.
After the initial numbness, I can barely feel the presence of my right hand now.
Xiao Zichen's face looked a little ugly, and sweat continued to break out on his forehead.
"Capture him." Yan Wulu said leisurely, he was enjoying this feeling now...
A villain should look like a villain. If he can let the cannon fodder take action, he will never do it himself! (Inner cute version of Yan Wulu with his hands on his hips...)
The guards of the Valley of Medicines gathered around him.
Xiao Zichen had no way to escape.
But...the ancient ring on his finger flickered again.
