The shock of An Jiu's arrow was far less than the blood gushing out of the prince's neck.

As soon as He Cai succeeded, the secret guard beside the prince greeted him with the long sword in his hand as if he was crazy.

Surrounded by dozens of people, He Cai had almost no room for resistance, and his body was instantly pierced by more than ten long swords, blood splattered, and the blood hole between his chest and abdomen was like a sieve.

Feng Shi saw that the crown prince was assassinated under his nose, he was annoyed, screamed, and the sword light in his hand became more urgent.

Feng Shi knew that once the prince of Lu Dao died, if he didn't kill a bloody way, he would definitely die here today. Every emperor wants to be justified, and after ascending the throne, he will definitely vigorously whitewash himself, Feng Shi, as the most credible insider, the second prince will definitely not tolerate him.

When the second prince saw that the crown prince was dead, he suppressed his inner ecstasy and ordered the surrounding crane control army to go over to help Chu Dingjiang deal with Feng Shi.

However, how could ordinary martial artists be able to interfere in the battle situation of the masters of the Transformation Realm? Those crane control troops could only clean up the prince's remnants in the periphery, and they did not help Chu Dingjiang in any way.

An Jiu paid a great price for shooting the last arrow of the dragon, she stood still for a long time, her entire right arm couldn't stop trembling slightly, blood overflowed from her ears and eyes, the amount of blood was not much, but it looked very terrifying on her white face.

Mental power is not an inexhaustible thing, it is the same as internal force, once it is excessively evacuated, it will cause great damage to the body.

An Jiu's eyes were blood-red, looking at the chaotic battlefield in the distance, his mind was chaotic, and when those uneasiness calmed down, only a clear thought came to his mind - sleep.

I want to sleep......

Over there, Elder Zhi's condition seemed to be slightly better than An Jiu's, only those eyes were gradually losing their lustre, as if wisdom was moving away from his body.

On the chaotic battlefield, few people noticed this change in Elder Zhi and An Jiu, because both of them were realm powerhouses, so the others subconsciously avoided them when they were fighting.

Chu Dingjiang had gradually felt that his strength was not enough when dealing with Feng, if it weren't for the fact that the arrow just started to drain the internal force, maybe he still had the strength to fight, and if he continued now, he was afraid that he might miss and die at any time.

Staying in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, Chu Dingjiang has always been an extremely calm person. So taking advantage of the slightest gap, he hurriedly retreated.

Feng Shiben was also trying to escape, so naturally he would not chase and fight, but also took the opportunity to retreat. Among all the people present, no one could stop him, he stood on the ridge of the roof and stared at Chu Dingjiang for a few breaths, and left quickly.

The sun rises.

The front of Baohua Gate gradually calmed down, the blood was like a river, the smell was surging, and the sky above the palace was reflected red.

Chu Dingjiang turned around and saw An Jiu standing in a pool of blood with the Fulong bow, like a stone tablet. His heart sank slightly, and he used what little internal strength he had left, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of An Jiu, and called in a dumb voice, "Ah Jiu." ”

An Jiu raised his head slightly.

The early morning breeze was slightly cool, with a thick smell of blood. Chu Dingjiang's robe had already been shattered, his strong suit was wrapped in a sturdy body, and there were more than a dozen wounds of different depths on his chest and arms, some of which were still bleeding outward, but An Jiuzhi said that these were skin injuries, and his condition was not too bad.

"Hey." She grinned, her hair fluttering slightly with the morning breeze, reflecting her pale countenance, with a thrilling beauty.

However, the next moment the smile froze on his face, and his whole body fell backwards.

"Ajiu!" Chu Dingjiang grabbed her, the small wound on her arm that had coagulated was broken, and blood gushed out again, soaking the dark clothes on both of them. (To be continued......)