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The surrounding field was surrounded by a dense crowd of people, and a large area of black oppression.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man who was covered in blood and had hideous wounds, but no one looked at the noble Ten Princes of the Falling Sakura Palace.

The young man, whose flesh and blood were blurred and his bones were exposed, should have been lying on the ground dying, or he would have died a long time ago, but he still stood up.

Such a terrible wound, such a ferocious attack, such an inhuman pain, he was able to endure it!

Just like at the beginning, his expression is still so calm, and his eyes are still so clear and focused.

Although there was scarlet blood in his sight, and although he was standing a little hard, he was still standing, standing safely, as solid as a rock!

That weak body looked so tenacious at the moment, and the blood bathed in his whole body was like his scarlet cloak, which shocked everyone's eyes!

Zhou Zhiqi trembled and burst into tears.

Her heart hurts, she rejoices, she is happy and warm......

She also felt that when she met the king in this life, she would die without regrets.

On the big tree, Rabbit Xiaowan grabbed the branch in front of her tightly with both hands, and suddenly missed the time when the bad guy stripped naked and bullied her in the waterhole.

At that time, the bad guys were at least not as scary as they are now, and they didn't make her feel like crying.

She didn't know why she wanted to cry, she just wanted to cry anyway.

Derpy Rabbit next to him frowned, and said with some fear: "Rabbit Daddy, the bad guy is so scary, like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, or we won't seek revenge on him, okay?" Derpy is afraid." ”

Rabbit Xiaowan was silent for a while, and said with some sadness: "No, I want revenge...... I...... I think he's got his magic weapon......"

"Oh, well, we're sisters, and Derpy will help you deal with the bad guys...... Don't be afraid, sister, look at you, I'm scared and crying by that bad guy, next time it's a big deal to let Derpy go first......"

On the field, Luo Ying's proud face became extremely ugly.

He trembled and clenched his fists, looking at the young man who looked like a bloody man, and there was a faint trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

He is the prince of the Sakura Palace, and over the years, he has traveled to many places and seen countless geniuses, but he has never seen such a ruthless person who is not afraid of death and cannot die.

The three realms of the psychic spirit were able to support him for so long with all his strength, the bones of his whole body were broken like that, and the blood flowed all over the ground, he could still stand up!

Is this a human being?

It's a monster!

"I don't believe it! I can't kill you despicable handyman!"

The Ten Princes burst into foul mouth, his eyes were blood-red, as if he had seen his father's killer and his enemies vicious and hateful!

He suddenly turned his fists into claws, the cold light flashed, and the sharp fingertips were like sharp blades, and with a "swish", he swept towards Yan Yuchen!

Although Yan Yuchen was struggling to stand, the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand was radiant, and there was no sign of gloom at all, and the spiritual power in his body was continuously transmitted.

With the cultivation of the three realms of psychics, he could always urge this superb magic weapon, which was too unbelievable in the eyes of Fang Dong and the others!

"Zheng—"

A screech of metal clashing sounded!

Luo Yingao grabbed the scimitar in his hand with one claw, grabbed his neck with one claw, his face was full of hideous and vicious smiles, and gritted his teeth and said: "Little handyman, this time I will pinch your neck and break your legs, see how you can stand up!"

With that, a light suddenly flashed under his feet, and he kicked hard at both of his knees!

"Click!"

Two bones shattered!

Yan Yuchen bent his knees and knelt on the ground, the severe pain was like a sharp blade cutting his heart, he twitched all over his body, and the scimitar in his hand "clanged" and slipped to the ground.

"Hahaha...... Stand up again! Keep standing up! Aren't you so hard? Aren't you too hard to beat to death? If you have the ability, you can stand up again for this prince to see? Hahahaha......

Seeing that this little handyman finally knelt on the ground, and the best magic weapon in his hand also fell to the ground, Luo Yingao suddenly laughed, and his face was full of madness.

At this moment, he no longer cares about being ashamed or not, as long as he can kill this little handyman who can't be beaten to death, he feels extremely happy.

You must know that the monk of the Nine Realms of Psychic Spirits, in order to kill this little miscellaneous servant of the Three Realms of Psychics, now the spiritual power in his body has been consumed!

If it weren't for the only trace of spiritual power in his body and the dignity of the royal family to support him, he would have already weakened his legs and collapsed.

What kind of demon and monster is this damn handyman, who is so able to resist!

"Hahahaha...... Little handyman, what's wrong? Broken leg and can't stand up? How can you do this, if you can't stand up, your woman will become the prince, when the time comes, the prince will take her back, enjoy her every day and night, if you kill such a little beauty, I'm afraid you will become a ghost and be heartbroken for the rest of your life, hahahaha......"

Luo Sakura looked at the handyman kneeling in front of him condescendingly, pinching his neck with one hand, and there was a sense of pleasure in getting revenge.

As long as he exerts his strength, the neck of this miscellaneous servant will be twisted and completely killed!

But he didn't want him to die so quickly, he wanted to torture his spirit fiercely while he was still conscious, humiliate his soul, and let him die in great pain and unwillingness!

However, when his laughter had just stopped, he heard the little handyman who was sure to die say with difficulty: "...... prince, your legs are shaking, you ...... You don't have spiritual power......"

Luo Yingao said with a sneering face: "Yes, yes, this prince admits that the spiritual power in this prince's body has indeed been exhausted by you, a little handyman who only has three realms of psychics, but so what? Now you are not kneeling in front of this prince, let this prince be humiliated, and when this prince is humiliated, don't you still have to break your neck and die completely!"

Although his neck was pinched by him, Yan Yuchen still shook his head with difficulty, his hoarse voice and blood spitting out: "No...... That's not true...... You don't have spiritual powers...... Can...... But I ...... And ......"

After that, without waiting for Luo Yingao's face to change color, he raised his left hand, and a small silver needle suddenly flew out of his sleeve, and with a "snort", it was inserted into the key part of Luo Yingao's crotch!

"Ahh

This noble tenth prince, who has always been extremely good-looking, suddenly jumped up from the spot like a frightened rabbit, covering his crotch with both hands, his eyes bulging, his mouth wide open, the expression on his face seemed to be distorted, and he screamed terribly.

Yan Yuchen's eyes suddenly lit up with a cold light, and as soon as he stretched out his right hand, the Silver Moon Scimitar that fell to the ground flew back into his hand with a "swish", and with a slight wave, a crescent-shaped knife shot out instantly!

"Whew!"

The sword flashed, and it shot directly from Luo Yingao's right leg!

At this time, Luo Yingao was still jumping in mid-air, and there was no time to dodge!

With a "poof", blood shot out, and his right leg was cut off directly from the knee and fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Ahh

The prince of, who had just let out a miserable scream and had no time to close his mouth, opened his mouth wide again, howling miserably!

And when he finally fell to the ground and stood on one leg, the crescent-shaped knife that flew out flew back from behind again, and with a "snort", he actually cut off his remaining leg again!

"Ahh

The poor prince is like a seriously ill patient who can't close his mouth and urgently needs oxygen to breathe, and he opened his mouth wide for the third time and let out a creepy scream!

He fell to the ground with a "poof", his whole body convulsed, blood spurted from his legs, his face was hideously twisted in pain, and his blood-red eyes were full of fear and unwillingness!

The Ten Princes of the Sakura Palace, who were dignified, were now cut off by a miscellaneous servant who only had the three realms of psychics!

No, no, he won't be willing to die!

Yan Yuchen held the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand, his knees were still kneeling on the ground, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Prince...... We're really brothers...... I'm on my knees, you're crawling......"

Sakura shrunk into a ball of pride and rolled around on the ground, desperate as if she was about to die.

At this moment, the elders and disciples who were watching around were all silent, and their eyes were full of absurdity and shock.

This little handyman actually won?

This little handyman who has been beaten around and has no power to fight back actually won in the end?

How can it be!

This little handyman who cultivated to only the three realms of psychic spirit actually cut off two legs of the Ten Princes of the Falling Sakura Palace!

This world is too crazy!

When did a miscellaneous servant who cultivated to the other party's six realms become so terrifying?

He was like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be beaten, he was knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again, until the end, he consumed all the spiritual power in the other party's body.

However, how could he have so much spiritual power to use?

The crowd felt absurd, and no matter what, they couldn't understand it.

Fang Dong's hand shrunk in his sleeve was trembling slightly, looking at the young man in the field who was still undiminished despite his kneeling, his heart was faintly remorseful.

Maybe...... Perhaps because of his stupidity and selfishness, he killed a promising sect disciple.

There are so many disciples standing here, their eyes are bright, and their hearts are clear, such an excellent disciple is colluded with outsiders by him and became like this, what will everyone think of him?

The golden dragon guard in the sky finally found out that something was wrong and rushed down violently.

However, their ten princes had their legs cut off, and they were dying in pain, screaming in despair.

Yan Yuchen also lay on the ground, still holding a scimitar in his hand, looking up at the clear blue sky, and a pool of scarlet blood soon flowed out from under him again.

But his mood was cheerful.

A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, like the sun in the sky, bright and warm, sprinkled on the world, melting someone's heart.

Zhou Zhiqi's heart has long melted for him.

On the big tree, Rabbit Xiaowan's clear eyes also revealed a touch of softness that she didn't know.

A hundred miles away from the Demon Sect, in the void that was quietly suspended.

The little princess, who was as white as jade, at this moment, her eyes were shining, as bright as the moon.