Chapter 211: The big drama is about to begin

In the Shura organization, the prince is good at using swords, and Fallen Leaves is good at using hidden weapons. This is well known.

And now, the fallen leaves use a sword and the prince also uses a sword, but the two are at a stalemate.

Although it is said that there is no difference, but, in fact, the prince has already lost.

Falling Leaf raised the long sword in his hand and mocked, "Is this still our prince?" It's just a joke! ”

Fallen leaves do not believe that this is the actual level of the prince. He felt that it was the prince who was deliberately humiliating him.

The prince did not speak, but held his sword in both hands, and his eyes were full of pride.

It was also such a scene back then. Falling Leaves looked for the prince to compete with the sword, but he never thought that the prince would ignore him at all, but stood on the top of the boulder, holding an iron sword, and his long hair moved with the wind. A picture of Lao Tzu is the first in the world.

It's this face again!

Fallen leaves are angry.

He stabbed with his sword, his figure was like lightning, and the power of this move was so powerful that even a Sword Sect master could not resist.

Falling leaves thought that the prince would resist, but he never thought that the prince chose to dodge.

"Where to hide!"

Falling leaves are iron-hearted today, and they must personally kill him with the sword in their hands.

The fallen leaves chase, and the prince fled.

Soon there was not enough space in the villa for them to fight.

There was a clang, and it was the sound of the wine and flesh smashing glass.

He rushed out!

Falling leaves did not hesitate, jumped over, and followed.

The sea breeze howled, and the two stood with their swords in hand, as if the whole world had stopped.

"Your swordsmanship has indeed improved a lot!" It was only then that the prince spoke.

Fallen leaves are angry when they hear it. Whether my swordsmanship improves or not, that's not up to you. You have the ability to defeat me in kendo. Damn, after so many years, I still feel like an emperor on top. What I can't get used to is what you look like.

Falling leaves didn't say a word, their toes touched the ground, and their bodies flew into the night sky like arrows piercing the clouds.

The prince felt it clearly, and the air around him had begun to spin rapidly, and it was like throwing a landlubber that could not play into the sea.

Above the prince's head, Fallen Leaf held a long sword, and a set of [Seven Killing Sword Techniques] was refined to the extreme.

The sword qi surged in all directions, carrying a roaring and thunderous momentum from all directions, rolling towards the prince.

The prince knew very well in his heart that this fallen leaf had reached the highest level of the Sword Sect on the way to the sword.

It's a pity that the distracting thoughts in his heart are too heavy and the murderous aura is too heavy, otherwise, with his understanding and talent, he would have advanced to the realm of the Sword God long ago.

Alas!

Just like back then, his temperament hasn't changed at all.

The prince's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he waved the long sword in his hand, and with the simplest move of the dragonfly, he set off a shocking wave, directly shooting the roaring fallen leaves ten meters away.

Although it is rumored that this prince has reached the realm of the sword god in the way of the sword when he was organized in Shura. However, Fallen Leaves never believed it.

Even today, years later, he still doesn't believe it.

However, the trick just now already explained everything.

Truly. In terms of swordsmanship, he is inferior to him!

"You're no more than that!" Falling Leaf threw away the sword in his hand and roared to the sky.

Kendo is a side hustle of the fallen leaves, and what is really tough and terrifying is the hidden weapon.

"Prince, the battle has just begun!" With that, a pear blossom-shaped flying knife flew towards the prince.

Halfway through the flight, the pear blossoms bloomed, one turned into five, and each disappeared as if it had become a part of the air.

Sou!

The prince slashed out with a sword, and a hidden weapon became powder.

Sou!

Sou!

The prince slashed two more swords in succession, forming a cross-shaped sword shadow in the air.

The fallen leaves in the distance couldn't help but shake. After disappearing for ten years, he has taken another step forward in kendo.

Others can't see it, but the fallen leaves can see it clearly.

Two swords shattered four pear blossom blood blades. A prince deserves to be a prince.

"Good!" Fallen leaves praised and said hello. But the prince paid no heed.

Because, he knew very well in his heart that, as Falling Leaves said, this battle had just begun.

In the next second, it was raining.

This is a meteor shower of fallen leaves.

Every point of light is a seven-star nail with poison.

Ten years ago, one hundred and ninety-nine of these fallen leaves were released at once.

Around ten, he actually ......

The prince's eyes were cold, his steps trembled, and then he used the [Prince Drunk] sword technique.

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster. In the end, it reached the airtight ground water.

Around the prince's body, there were no flaws in the sword.

The Meteor Rain Array's offensive is even more urgent. The prince's swordsmanship is even sharper.

This time, the two are at a stalemate again.

Inside the villa, the princess and the lone wolf are fighting the ghosts of the night.

The battle on this side is also in a stalemate.

They know each other so well that there is simply no way to overcome each other in a short period of time.

Tang and Song did not predict such a scene. However, the demon son Cheng Mubai predicted it.

Regarding Cheng Mubai's remarks, Tang Song did not believe it at all.

"Shemale, why do you say that?" Tang Song was a little anxious, "In a word, are you saving people or not?" ”

With Tang Song's current strength, there is naturally no way to fight with the night ghosts. However, if you can't do it yourself, you can find someone to help.

Cheng Mubai stared at Tang Song and smiled, and said, "Don't worry, it's still early." Can't make a move yet. Rest assured, they will be fine. ”

Seeing the overconfident appearance of the ladyboy, Tang Song couldn't wait to slap him to death.

Damn, it's going to be fine, who do you think you are? God?

"Tang Song, do you want to make this drama more exciting?" Cheng Mubai's tone changed, staring at Tang Song and saying in a strange voice.

"What do you mean?" Could it be that this shemale wants to attack Cheng Haoyu?

That's exactly what happened, Tang Song guessed right. Cheng Mubai knew very well in his heart that Shura was a card in South Korea, and Cheng Haoyu was a card on their face.

Cheng Mubai saw that Tang Song still had doubts, so he said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I have already sent someone." The prince and princess will definitely be fine. ”

Cheng Haoyu has also now received the news that the nine disciples of King Shura are fighting fiercely at this time, and the battle situation is not up and down, and the battle is difficult to solve.

According to common sense, Cheng Haoyu should be happy. No matter who wins or loses, the strength of the Shura organization will definitely weaken. In this way, they will inevitably rely more on themselves.

In other words, the League of Heroes is able to hold it more firmly in their hands.

But why can't I be happy?

Cheng Haoyu always felt as if something was going to happen. He paced around the room, thinking about how to move next.

At this moment, suddenly the door of the room was pushed open, and immediately after, two black shadows appeared.

This is his bodyguard.

However, Cheng Haoyu realized something in the next second.

He commanded them, and no one could enter his room without his own command.

But why are they coming in now?

Could it be that something is wrong?