Chapter 17: One Pot End

Click!

The two-and-a-half-story restaurant does not make a crisp sound of burning wooden shelves.

Just listening to this voice can scare your feet.

What's more, the smoke in the wooden building was billowing out, and even the Yuan Technician could choke on tears.

The first floor, already engulfed in flames.

The flames of high temperature are licking towards the second floor.

At this time, the second floor, with thick smoke and high temperature, also collapsed from time to time, and it was not a place for people to stay at all.

Even so, everyone who had just rushed out desperately turned back and rushed to the second floor.

The crowd that rushed in didn't care about the smoke or the heat.

More than a dozen of them wailed in pain.

Some people are holding their chests, some are pressing their waists, some are pinching their thighs, and some are holding their buttocks...... There are even some people who do not have enough hands and need help to press the constantly swaying feather arrows to reduce the pain and minimize bleeding.

The three goalkeepers, pointing and scolding, felt that they were in full swing, and they couldn't wait to rush to Wu Yan's face, pick off his head, and fall to pieces.

The problem is that I can't get out, and I just rushed away, and the arrows that are as dense as locusts are numb when I see them, but fortunately, they flash quickly.

The guard of the east gate, clenched the remnant arrow on his right eye, pulled it, pulled out the eyeball, gritted his teeth and glanced at it, and slammed it to the ground, "I'm going to fuck him!"

"Quiet for a moment...... Quietly...... Calm down!" The guards of the south and west gates shouted loudly and organized the ants on the hot pot, "Everyone should heal their colleagues as soon as possible, you can't stay here for a long time, you must rush out immediately, or you will all be buried in the fire!"

The situation is urgent, everyone knows.

Crackle, click!

One by one, the feathered arrows broke off, accompanied by the wails of the wounded, and filled the entire restaurant at once.

One by one, the wounded, in their minds, recalled the scene they saw, the young prince, with his hands behind his back, standing leisurely in the middle of the Praetorian Guards, unhurriedly directing the archers, shooting them with ease.

This scene made many people angry and had internal injuries.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers, hot-blooded and hard-working, they are more acceptable.

The prince blocked them in the sea of fire with feather arrows, which was the most humiliating thing in their lives.

"Hiding behind and shooting arrows is a bird!"

"Don't fall into my hands, I'm going to stick an arrow in his ass!"

"Ah...... Tap, damn, it hurts me, I'm going to skin him!"

......

In the wailing, scolding and scolding, more than a dozen wounded people died in pain, feathered arrows were pulled out, bloody arrows flew, and then wounded or stopped bleeding with vitality.

The fire was too big for them to have much time to rest.

"Rush!"

The three traitor guards took the lead in the attack again.

This time, their cultivation was wide open, dozens of people, with colorful vitality, stretched out, blocked in front of them, and rushed violently, and some people simply wrapped their whole bodies, rushing desperately, unable to fight, and a dead end.

The leading East Gate guard, one-eyed, his right eye was still bleeding, his face was hideous, I don't know if it was angry or painful. He is the one who uses pale green vitality to wrap himself firmly, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and he looks the most afraid of death.

After a wave of feathered arrows, the pitch-black arrows that shot at his vitality shield all fell to the ground.

The East Gate guard had a sarcastic smile on his face.

He's going to break Wu Yan's neck!

It's a pity that the smile on the corner of his mouth has not yet fully emerged, and a wave of shovels and powerful iron-armed crossbow arrows shot from the top of the teahouse opposite the restaurant, and rushed to Zhongrao in the blink of an eye.

Three goalkeepers, the first to bear the brunt.

The powerful iron-armed crossbow is a large-scale city-defending weapon, with amazing lethality, specially used to deal with the Yuan Technician, with a distance of more than two hundred meters, even if the Yuan Technician of the Yuan Pulse Realm is caught off guard, he will suffer a big loss.

The pitch-black iron-armed crossbow arrows are cold-lit at the tips.

It plunged into the Yuan Qi shield of the East Gate guard, more than five feet, and the powerful impact force knocked him back, pushing the people behind him into the restaurant again.

Bang!

Like the guards at the east gate, the rebellion that flew out from three directions was also pushed backwards into the restaurant by a powerful and powerful thick crossbow arrow, breaking the doors and windows.

They gathered again.

Of course, many skirts are on the ground, the body is penetrating, and a single crossbow arrow can easily nail four or five people.

This prince is ruthless!

At this time, a chill began to rise in everyone's hearts.

Such a strong method is not at all like his Lao Tzu, and there is no trace of soft-heartedness in his slightly thin body.

The prince, who is weak and afraid of death and wears a waste hat, has completely changed his image at this moment.

Turned into a murderous adversary!

But on the side of the Praetorian Guard, it was a different impression.

The Praetorian Guards thought that there was a bloody battle, and the three guards would gather to rebel, and they were extremely powerful, and they wanted to kill them, and even if they won, it would be a tragic victory.

Especially those who have just been released from prison and have been rewarded with the prince's elixir and yuanqi, this time they came to quell the rebellion, all with the intention of dying.

But no one thought that the prince would actually use a blink

This restaurant is a den of thieves, and ironclad evidence has been found, so there is nothing to take into account, first attack with fire, and then shoot with arrows, which is the way to fight with the least casualties.

Hot-blooded teenagers are everywhere, but the teenagers who can calm down and move their heads are refreshing.

As the eldest prince, Wu Chang also let go of the last trace of arrogance and convinced the prince.

All the Praetorian Guards, intentionally or unintentionally, cast a convincing gaze at the prince.

The handsome prince in pale white clothes invisibly established a resourceful image in the minds of the Praetorian Guards.

Wu Yan didn't think about it so much, cleaning up the traitors was his goal.

You don't have to risk fighting desperately, and you can serve the traitor in a pot, so what do you want, if you don't use this method, you just have a problem with your head.

The three guards were completely furious, and a wave of crossbow arrows killed and injured more than half of the people, and most of the remaining dozen or so people were injured.

This incident, before he could do it, he was intercepted and killed by the prince, and I don't know which link leaked the news.

Everyone here is a general who knows the roots, and there is not a single soldier.

Now that more than half of the dead and wounded are dead, the trend is gone.

It's just that if they don't kill that waste prince, they won't be blind to death.

The three goalkeepers exchanged glances, then nodded slightly, and determined the next course of action.

They no longer acted separately, but combined together and forcibly attacked in the direction where Wu Yan was.

They completely ignored the lives and deaths of the dozen people behind them.

Even if they die, they want to pull the prince on his back.

The three Yuan Realm Yuan Technicians, with all their strength, they were confident that they could break through the defense of the crossbow arrows, and as long as one person rushed in front of Wu Yan, they would be able to kill the prince to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

That's what they think, that's what they do, but they don't know where their faith comes from.

Wu Yan saw the thoughts of the three guards at a glance, and the corners of his mouth could only show a faint smile, and he didn't know how to comfort the three traitors.