"The six princes of Yanfeng are here!

This sentence, Yan Lingyun was confident enough to shout three or four times.

The sound spread over a very wide area with the energy, and not only those who were still on the run from the Jishihui heard it, but also the reinforcements from the Criminal Department and the patrol battalion who rushed here.

In the compound, which looked a little messy because of the explosion, the old man who had cut off his arm also heard it. At this time, he was kneeling in the courtyard with a knife, and his face was very pale. Although the blood at the incision was sealed by him, such a serious injury still made him lose his strength a lot.

After hearing Yan Ling's confident shout, the old man suddenly stood up and let out a scream from his mouth again.

Even if they had already eaten the pill that could not escape death, if they could slaughter the prince who was sent to the door before they died, it would be enough.

After hearing the old man's scream, all the people of the Jishi Society immediately turned around and rushed in the direction where Yan Ling's envoy shouted without hesitation.

Soon, Zhao Hongxing saw a lot of figures galloping towards him on the roof not far away. Looking at the murderous appearance of these guys, he knew that this must not be the reinforcements from the Criminal Department and the patrol battalion.

Zhao Hongxing felt that his heart trembled as these figures increased, but the feeling of fear that he expected did not appear, but calmed down more and more.

In fact, after so many years of royal life, maybe Zhao Hongxing didn't find out by himself, but in fact, he has long been contaminated with an arrogance that belongs to the upper echelons. This kind of arrogance may not be revealed when facing his older siblings and the emperor's father, but when facing these people who want to try to challenge him, this momentum will naturally flow from the bottom of his heart.

Cowardice may be Zhao Hongxing's nature, which is a habit he has accumulated from more than 20 years of harmonious life in his previous life. And now, with the blessing of the invincible flame blood and the domineering royal status, although Zhao Hongxing will still habitually make mistakes, but when he really faces the enemy, he finds that he doesn't seem to be so afraid, and the aggressive murderous aura on those guys seems to be like that.

"Wow-" The members of the Jishi Association who rushed to the front screamed, ignoring the three people who were guarding Zhao Hongxing's side, Le Aya, Hongyi and Yan Ling, and directly slashed at him.

"Poof!" Le Aya also didn't give him face, took a step forward, raised the steel knife in his hand, and slammed the blade of the guy with a very small amplitude, and then sent the tip of the knife forward, and the knife poked into the guy's chest and stabbed to the end.

Raising a kick, Le Aya kicked away the guy who was only out of breath at that time, and after pulling out the knife, he swung it towards the next guy who killed him.

"Leave a living mouth, Your Royal Highness the Princess!" Seeing that this little girl was in a posture of wanting to slaughter all the people who came, Yan Lingenvoy hurriedly reminded on the side.

"Boom!" Seeing that Le Aya had stabbed their accomplice to death with a single stab, the next member of the Jishi Association targeted her first, and rushed over as he slashed at Le Aya's neck with all his strength.

Le Aya took a step back, and while watching the tip of the knife slash in front of her eyes, she raised the knife again, from the bottom to the top, and gave this guy a big disembowelment.

When this guy knelt on the ground in pain holding the pile of things in his stomach, Le Aya turned around and said a word to Yan Ling.

"If I can keep my hand, I'll do my best. After saying that, Le Aya concentrated on dealing with the third person who killed in front of her.

Yan Ling gave goosebumps when he said this. As far as he knew, Her Royal Highness the princess was only a teenager, how could she be so fierce, basically deadly.

You must know that knife wounds, except for directly cutting off the head, rarely can directly kill a person at once. And every move that Le Aya makes is a move that can make the opponent lose combat effectiveness with one blow, and then he has to fall to the ground and struggle for a while before he can breathe.

"Bang!" Yan Ling's envoy kicked away the Jishihui person who was fighting with him, and said in his heart that it was me who you found, otherwise he might have fallen to the ground and started wailing at this time.

At this time, Zhao Hongxing was surrounded by a lot of people, including not only people from the Jishi Association, but also masters of the criminal department who came to find their voices.

Due to the fact that the number of masters from the criminal department and the patrol battalion who arrived in a short period of time was not large, all this situation of dozens of people fighting was temporarily dominated by the Jishihui's side. Even Le Aya, who cut down the two of them one after another as soon as he made a move, was also entangled by two masters of the Jishihui who were on the sixth level at this moment, and the fight was a little difficult to solve for a while.

In the current melee situation, all the people from the criminal department and the patrol battalion below the third level have not been able to participate, and any person with insufficient strength is only a dead end if he is stirred into the battle.

But fortunately, all the remaining members of the Jishi Association were blocked by Zhao Hongxing's side, and no one was able to break through the defense line and kill him in front of him.

And Zhao Hongxing now seemed to be unable to see the battle situation around him, his eyes jumped over several figures who were fighting, and landed on the roof not far away, on the body of a one-armed bald head that had just appeared.

This old man made him feel a little dangerous.

The old man carried a large knife in one hand, his pale face was tinged with an unnatural pink, and the bloodshot eyes looked like they were about to be covered with white eyes.

In fact, not only the old man is like this, but almost all the people in the Jishihui are like this now, and it is very scary to look closely.

"Sect Master, old fellow, I am going to be martyred today, and my soul has returned to heaven!" The old man's eyes were also locked on Zhao Hongxing's body, and after chanting these few words in his mouth, he hit his head with another scream, and then rushed towards Zhao Hongxing like an arrow off the string.

The sound of screams made the members of the Jishi Association who were in the melee feel like they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all resorted to the way of exchanging their lives for their lives, even if the next move was lost, they would force the opponent in front of them away from Zhao Hongxing.

In an instant, Zhao Hongxing's house was cleared on this roof.

At the same time, the old man also jumped up from outside the circle that was still in the scuffle, and directly slashed at Zhao Hongxing.

This knife came down so fast that Zhao Hongxing couldn't react at all to dodge and dodge, so he instinctively raised his hand upwards and used his arm to block the chopping blade.

The power of the bloodline also made Zhao Hongxing subconsciously mobilized.

"When!" slashed down, making a metallic sound.

Although the old man's chopping force was very strong, the knife in his hand was just an ordinary steel knife, and after slashing at Zhao Hongxing's arm, it only cut his clothes, but the knife was shattered.

"!" Although he failed to cut Zhao Hongxing, the slashing force was still quite sufficient, and after a knife slashed at Zhao Hongxing's arm, it almost brought him a stumbling stumble, and the huge force also made one of his feet step on a hole in the roof and get stuck.

I don't know if this roof is strong or not, a six-fold martial artist slashed with all his strength, but Zhao Hongxing didn't smash it directly through the roof and fell.

Seeing that this all-out knife failed to hurt Zhao Hongxing at all, the old man picked up the knife and went straight to Zhao Hongxing's next plate.

He didn't believe it, the Yanfeng royal family was invulnerable to even this place!

"Dang!", Zhao Hongxing stretched out his hand and slapped the knife that the old man stabbed at his "baby" to the side, and then glared at the old guy angrily.

"Where are you poking!?" Angry, Zhao Hongxing pulled the foot out of the roof, took a step forward, and grabbed the old man's collar.

Raised his hand and just wanted to slap it down, Zhao Hongxing's living habits of respecting the old and loving the young in his previous life came out to make trouble again, although he was very angry at first, but he always felt that if he really beat this old man, it seemed that he would be punished by a sense of morality.

Just as Zhao Hongxing was pondering, the old man leaned back his bald head, and then hit Zhao Hongxing's nose.

"Oh,!" This collision made Zhao Hongxing's eyes sour, and his nose was so sore and uncomfortable that he had to let go of the old man's collar and cover his nose and squat down.

Of course, the old man who bumped into him was not much better, his head hit Zhao Hongxing's face, as if he had hit a wall made of stainless steel. Not to mention that he was dizzy and dizzy, he also knocked his head open a big hole, and in an instant, blood flowed all over his face.

After the soreness on his nose was slightly reduced, Zhao Hongxing opened his eyes that were still holding tears, and looked at the old man angrily. However, when he saw the old man's face covered with blood, he was still shocked, and then quickly took away the hand covering his nose to see if there was any blood on it.

Zhao Hongxing thought that the blood on the old man's face was his nosebleed.

Fortunately, the old man's blow that was enough to pretend to be a comminuted fracture on the bridge of an ordinary person's nose only made Zhao Hongxing's nose drip out of some snot after receiving the stimulation, and there was no blood staining.

"Smack!" Just when the old man had not recovered from his dizziness, Zhao Hongxing, who was finally forced to be anxious, stood up and slapped the old man hard with a shake of his hand.

Anger is the best weapon to strengthen people's courage, at the beginning, the knife that the old man slashed on his arm made Zhao Hongxing feel painful, and then he aimed at the next three ways to shoot, and then he actually hit his nose with his head just now.

After feeling very angry after the first slap, he immediately slapped the old man four or five times in a row, one more ruthless and faster.

After the last fan, the old man only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and he was a little difficult to maintain his balance without an arm, and he threw himself on the ground with a "poof".

"You bad old man, so bad!" Zhao Hongxing saw that he had slapped the person and lay down, and then rubbed his nose. The sore feeling in his nose lingered for a long time, causing his snot and tears to flow.

"Ho, poof. The old man lay on the ground for less than two breaths before he began to struggle to get up. Spit out the blood mixed with the fragments of teeth in his mouth, and the old man landed on Zhao Hongxing's face from the two cracks with an angry gaze.

Why are there two seams? Because the old man's face was swollen by Zhao Hongxing's mouth, and there was only one slit left in his swollen eyes.

"I, I'll cut you!" After the teeth were fanned out by Zhao Hongxing, the old man's speech leaked.

The leakage of air in his mouth did not affect the movements of the old man's hands, and he swung a knife with one arm and slashed at Zhao Hongxing's head. Zhao Hongxing, who still didn't have time to dodge, could only stretch out his hand again and stiffen it.

"When!", the knife was blocked by Zhao Hongxing with his forearm, but then, the old man put the knife back and stabbed Zhao Hongxing in the stomach.

Although the knife did not stab in, the force on the knife was thrown, and this stabbing made Zhao Hongxing breathe, and he took two or three steps back painfully and uncomfortably.

And before the last step could be firm, the old man came with another sword.

"When!" Zhao Hongxing endured the discomfort in his stomach and waved his arm to block it again, but just like just now, this knife was blocked, but it was followed by another knife on his side ribs.

"Hiss!" Even if this knife cuts the bones and can't see the flesh, but it hurts much more than the one stabbed in the stomach, and the thin layer of meat was cut like this, Zhao Hongxing gasped violently.

didn't give Zhao Hongxing a chance to exhale again, and the old man slashed down with a knife. This time he learned smartly, and instead of blocking with his forearm, he grabbed it directly.

But it's a pity that Zhao Hongxing couldn't catch the knife that the old man slashed with both hands. Seeing that Zhao Hongxing was caught by the dang, the old man immediately changed his way, waved horizontally, bypassed the hands grabbed by Zhao Hongxing, and then pumped back his hand, and slapped it heavily on Zhao Hongxing's face.

"Bang!", a loud voice sounded, Zhao Hongxing not only felt a hot pain on his face, but also began to have gold stars in his eyes again.

Zhao Hongxing understood that this old man was using a knife as a blunt weapon.

"I ......" The annoyed Zhao Hongxing only had time to say such a word, and he was stabbed in the stomach with a knife, and then, without waiting for him to catch up, the knife in the old man's hand fell on his neck again.

"Click!" Zhao Hongxing clearly heard a crisp sound from his cervical spine, and a sharp pain and great force instantly knocked him to the ground.

To be precise, it really overturned on the roof.

At this time, Zhao Hongxing was officially "beaten". The moment he fell to the ground, Zhao Hongxing knew how "gentle" Le Aya's attack on him was when he practiced martial arts every afternoon.

"you!" The old man came to Zhao Hongxing, who was lying on his back, raised his foot, used all his strength, and kicked him hard in the chest.

"Boom!", the old man kicked Zhao Hongxing with a heavy kick, and also kicked the roof under him, directly kicked a big hole, and kicked Zhao Hongxing down.

Wrapped in smoke and all kinds of rubble, Zhao Hongxing fell heavily to the ground again, and smashed a lot of things in this room by the way.

"Wait, the old paper knife will kill you!" The old man spat a mouthful of blood at the big hole in the roof in front of him, held the knife handle with the tip of the knife in his backhand pointing downward, and was full of luck again, wanting to jump high, with the momentum of falling and the internal force condensed on the tip of the knife, he stabbed Zhao Hongxing, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, with a knife.

He didn't believe it, the people of the Yanfeng Imperial Family were really all like the Iron King, and they could resist his full blow without being hurt?

"Whose life do you want!?" Just as the old man condensed all his internal strength on the tip of the knife and was about to jump into the big hole in the roof, a sentence suddenly sounded behind him.

The sound of this sentence is very beautiful, but it does not have any temperature, just like in the ice cellar in the cold winter, it is very cold.

The old man wanted to turn around quickly and see who was talking to him behind him, but his vision immediately drifted as if his whole body had flown up.

After a second, the old man reacted, not that he was flying, but that his head was flying. Because,From the perspective of him flying in mid-air,His own body is missing an arm and a head.。。

Then the old man saw behind him a little girl who was in the position of chopping off his head.

The old man didn't know how high his head had flew, and eventually, when he felt himself hit the ground, eternal darkness descended.