The square fell silent.

The murderers looked at the three hundred disciples of the One Sword Sect who had fallen from the sky, and everyone trembled.

It's nothing more than other reasons, just because of the sky-high killing sword qi on these people!

These three hundred disciples all had murderous faces and cold eyes, and they kept Xiao Yu and the three sect disciples firmly behind them, forming an iron wall.

The long sword behind him reminded everyone present:

Death to those who cross the line!

The support of the One Sword Sect has finally arrived!

"All the disciples listen to the order, form the Tiangang Beidou Array, and protect the compatriots of the three sects!"

Duan Shiyu gave the order, and the three hundred disciples shouted loudly, and their bodies moved, and a mysterious array had already been formed.

He turned his head slightly, stared at Cangyun, who was staring at him blankly, and smiled gently: "Cangyun, Master is late...... You did a great job and didn't disgrace Aokido. ”

"Master......" Cangyun, who had always been cold, looked at Duan Shiyu in a daze, and his bloody lips couldn't help but tremble.

The last time the First Sword Sect fought with the White Horse Academy, Duan Shiyu came to the national capital, and he didn't even look at his apprentice.

Cangyun thought that the master was blaming him, blaming him for having the true inheritance of Aoki Hall, but he was so embarrassed in the Drunken Immortal Building, and ended up with all his limbs in ruins.

It wasn't until now that he understood that Duan Shiyu had always been proud of him!

The Aoki Hall Master of the One Sword Sect turned his head with a cold slaughter on his face.

Qian Fengjie on the high platform sat on the ground, panting weakly, and said to himself in horror: "Crazy...... These people are crazy...... The Rough Sect dared to rush to the national capital......"

Duan Shiyu just glanced at Qian Fengjie coldly, and then his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant!

In the distance, Duan Yuxi's battle with several martial artists was not over, and every time they struck, they were full of danger, and they had no time to take care of the changes in the square.

A trace of blood had already appeared on the corner of Duan Yuxi's mouth, she had not been a new martial artist for the Sixth Heaven for a short time, and the old injuries had not yet healed, so she was still struggling to face the middle-aged martial cultivators of the three martial artists of the Fifth Heaven.

In addition, there was a dark tiger on the side, which made her have to be distracted and wary, which accelerated her defeat even more.

The old man sneered, and the Xuan Ming Divine Palm swung straight towards Duan Yuxi!

Duan Yu had the intention to avoid it, but the other three martial artists dragged her to death, not giving her a chance to escape at all.

"Suffer death!" The old man jumped up suddenly, like a big bird pounced, and the shadow of his body shrouded Duan Yuxi's body.

Bang!

A heavy muffled sound sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared from mid-air, swept the whip legs, and kicked the Martial Master Seven Heavens out of the air!

The blue water sword swung out a powerful spiritual power, and the three middle-aged martial artists hurriedly flew away violently, so as to avoid the fate of being beheaded.

Duan Shiyu was dressed in a long shirt and stood in front of Duan Yuxi with a sword.

"Dare to move my One Sword Sect people......" His voice was cold, and the whole person slowly bowed down, with monstrous killing intent in his eyes, "Do you want to die!"

He rushed out like a sharp arrow full of bows!

The blue water sword slashed through the air with three sharp sword rays, and then the three human heads were rushed high by the blood wave, with incredible consternation.

With just one sword, Duan Shiyu beheaded three middle-aged martial arts cultivators of the Five Heavens!

At this time, his figure appeared in mid-air, but he had already appeared beside the old man who had just risen from the ground.

With a flash of blue light, Duan Shiyu slashed at the head of the old man with a sword.

In a hurry, the old man dodged and hurriedly raised a pair of iron palms, hoping to resist the edge of the blue water sword with the power of the Xuanjing aura.

Unexpectedly, the blue water sword slashed on his palms, and it was unobstructed at all, and directly chopped off his hands!

Megatron of the Suzaku Dynasty

The Xuanming Divine Palm is extinct.

The old man stared at the blood gushing from the severed limb, his face first shocked, then intensely painful.

He rolled on the ground in embarrassment and shouted in grief: "Martial Master Nine Heavens...... Why are you also a Martial Master Nine Heavens?"

Not long ago, he was blown away by a punch from Martial Master Nine Heavens Qian Fengyu, and today he was cut off by Martial Master Nine Heavens Duan Shiyu.

In vain, as one of the two protectors of the royal family of Qianfeng Kingdom, it is difficult for him to get out, and his cultivation is repeatedly restricted.

Now the two elders of Xuan Ming are dead and disabled, and they are already tomorrow's yellow flowers.

Duan Shiyu shook off the dirty blood beads on the blue water sword, and said lightly: "Frog at the bottom of the well, you must know that my three sects of hidden dragons and crouching tigers are not comparable to villains like you!"

As soon as the support of the First Sword Sect appeared, without waiting for the Tiangang Beidou Array to play a wonderful role, Duan Shiyu alone shocked the audience.

Most of the arrogance of those originally fierce and bloodthirsty murderers disappeared in an instant, they were not the opponents of the disciples of the three sects, and they had completely relied on the huge number and the recklessness to fight for their lives until now.

However, the presence of three hundred disciples of the One Sword Sect completely made up for the weakness in the number of disciples of the Three Sects.

They stepped on the seven stars, their hands were sealed, and their eyes flashed with a cold cold light, which was very different from the official ruffians around them who could only slash with knives.

The situation was deadlocked.

"Prince Yong!" suddenly came from the high platform, and Qian Fengjie stood up tremblingly as he held on to the railing, "What are you doing standing there stupidly?

He hung half of his body on the railing, his neck stretched wide, his eyes wide, and he gasped weakly.

Everyone followed his gaze, only to see that next to the jade pillar in the center of the square, the tall figure of Prince Yong covered Xiao Yu, he turned his back to this side, and could not see the expressions of the two.

Looking at this posture from behind, it looks like Prince Yong slashed at Xiao Yu with a knife.

As if hearing Qian Fengjie's angry scolding, Prince Yong's body trembled.

He lifted his head, and then he lifted it higher and higher, and finally he threw himself back!

Boom!

He fell heavily on his back to the ground, his mouth open in shock, and he had lost his breath.

Xiao Yu, who was behind him, was exposed, panting slightly, his shoulder muscles shook, and he squeezed out the steel knife that had entered the flesh for three points.

Blood gushed out, but he ignored it, his eyes crossed the sea of people, and stared at Qian Fengjie on the high platform:

"Prince Yong, I have killed him. ”

His voice, though low and hoarse, was particularly harsh in the silent square.

The audience was in an uproar.

Prince Yong, the only remaining prince of Qianfeng Kingdom, the seventeenth brother of the lord of the country.

Before the battle of Lichu, he was a powerful figure in the court.

After joining the camp of the second prince, he secretly did countless bloody deeds for Qian Fengjie.

The clouds that shrouded the court of Qianfeng Kingdom, Prince Yong occupied a considerable area, and in the royal family of Qianfeng Kingdom, he could be said to be one of the few people at the top of the power.

But he still died, at the hands of Xiao Yu.

His lofty status and noble status were all useless in the eyes of the young sect master of the One Sword Sect.

The threat posed to Xiao Yu by these secular authorities was not as great as the steel knife in Prince Yong's last hand.

When Qian Fengjie on the high platform heard the news of Prince Yong's killing, he looked at Xiao Yu's cold eyes and took three steps back in horror!

Bang! He slammed into the railing behind him, and his face turned even paler with pain, but he didn't realize it.

The biggest supporter under his command died, and the few martial arts powerhouses were all beheaded by Duan Shiyu, and the strongest combat power was even more of a waste person with both hands broken!

Qian Fengjie stood alone on the high platform

Above, the cold wind pierced through his thin clothes, making him shiver with cold.

He was already alone.

The surrounding Jin Wuwei and the murderers were leaderless, and they suddenly had no ideas, they looked around blankly, their expressions were in a trance, like a group of sparrows scurrying around without brains.

"Damn, brothers, that bullshit prince is dead, the second prince is still scared like that bird, and the royal family has collapsed!"

A murderer spat on the ground, and his face flushed with excitement, "If you want me to say, let's kill these thieves now, and we can be the emperor in the name of righteousness!"

One stone startled a thousand waves, and an uproar suddenly sounded in the crowd.

These little people never thought of becoming the superior people of Qianfeng Country in their lives, seeing that the royal family had no one to succeed, and the opportunity to make a name for eternity was in front of them, and they all breathed heavily.

After all, there were only 300 people standing in front of them.

The huge superiority in numbers and the desire for power and wealth overwhelmed their minds, making them forget their own humble cultivation, and forget that there was a powerful person on the other side who had the strength to kill the royal protector.

They raised the steel knives in their hands again, like a group of red-eyed ghosts, and slowly approached Xiao Yu and the others in the center.

The steel knife slashed open the body, blood splattered, and it turned out to be a splash that slashed Jin Wuwei next to him.

There is only one chair representing the lord of the country, and only one person can sit on it.

A bloody battle broke out suddenly, and chaos broke out in the square.

Everyone looked hideous, and slashed at everyone around them like crazy with steel knives, and in order to stand at the pinnacle of worldly power, everyone became a madman who could only kill.

There were even many people who launched a suicidal attack on the disciples of the Three Hundred and One Sword Sect!

The Tiangang Beidou Array exuded a faint fluorescence, and the three hundred disciples changed their formations in an orderly manner, like a hard reef, and the surging waves slapped on it, splashing into broken droplets of water in vain.

It's just a moth to a fire.

Xiao Yu shook the shackles on his wrists and shook off the dirty blood on them.

At the last moment, the tiny black dragon in his body suddenly opened his eyes!

He broke all the chains in his body with his flesh.

Although the aura in his body could not function at all, he also had a martial art that could be activated without the need for aura.

The "dragon snatcher" from the palace of the king of Shu!

The moment the steel knife was swung down, Xiao Yu broke free of the iron rope, lifted the dragon snatcher, and went straight to the heart of Prince Yong.

At that moment, he didn't know if it was the black dragon that gave him the power to explode.

Just seeing that Cangyun was about to die, his heart was beating fast, like a heavy war drum, crashing rapidly in his chest, rubbing a hot flame.

Fortunately, everything is safe.

He looked around, the Tiangang Beidou Formation formed by three hundred disciples blocked all the thugs outside, this array was one of the One Sword Sect Protector Formations, and the Beidou Stars in the sky reflected each other, and it was a formation founded by the sect master Dugu Ao himself.

This formation focuses on defense, but if the disciples of the "Tianshu" position change their formation and show a sky-high momentum, the Tiangang Beidou Array will become a sharp sword, splitting everything in front of them that dares to block.

At this moment, all the disciples of the three sects, including Duan Yuxi and Tianluzi and others, were waiting for Xiao Yu.

Wait for this Young Sect Master of the One Sword Sect to order.

"One Sword Sect ......," Xiao Yu let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Here!" the three hundred disciples shouted in a deep voice, with eager expressions and high-pitched battle intent on their faces.

He paused slightly, and his tone was indifferent,

"Follow me...... Kill it!"

Whoosh! Xiao Yu rushed out first with his own physical strength like a sharp arrow off the string!

He wields heavy shackles and looks down on the mob and no one can stop him!

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