Chapter Ninety-Five: The Cunning Mouse

The inner family qi is practiced in that breath, and the outer family kung fu is practiced in this body and bones, and the bones are like King Kong. He doesn't have that kind of inductive supernatural power, but he has unrivaled combat power. When the strength is practiced to the extreme, the speed is slow, which is a complete fallacy. The prince's body unfolded, and the explosive muscles were faintly shiny, as if attached to a layer of armor. Similarly, his speed has also increased a lot, surpassing Ma Chao's neural reaction speed.

This is normal, because without borrowing animal aura, Ma Chao is an ordinary person. When Ma Chao reacted, he had already been lifted high by the prince, fell to the ground vigorously, and kicked it again, it was really the kind of strength to fight to the death, and he didn't spare any hands. Ma Chao slid out on the ground, pushed the mahogany furniture away, and hit his back against the wall before stopping the castration.

This time it was very heavy, Ma Chao snorted in pain, staggered and stood up, blood was dripping from his mouth and nose, but his face was fearless, and he shouted at the prince arrogantly, is this your means? The prince didn't speak, and walked towards Ma Chao step by step, Ma Chao glared at the prince with a disdainful look on his face, which made the prince even more irritable.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew that there was no such thing, just now, the prince already knew that Ma Chao was not the kind of combat power that the Privy Council said at all, Ma Chao's body was not at all at all, and the cunning guy of the prince deceived everyone.

Even so, the prince was not ready to stop, he wanted to complete the torture of Ma Chao this time.

Watching the prince come over step by step, Ma Chao turned around and fled, when the prince completely thought that Ma Chao was going to die generously. Tough attitude, disdainful eyes, no matter what, Ma Chao has to use the last resort to fight the prince, but the prince is wrong, Ma Chao is not a hot-blooded person.

Everything Ma Chao did was to keep himself alive and live beautifully. Ma Chao's internal organs were injured, and when he ran, his body staggered, and his steps stumbled. The prince follows unhurriedly, and this is a game of cat and mouse, and the mouse can live until the cat loses interest in the mouse.

Ma Chao ran with difficulty, couldn't help coughing, his throat was a little sweet, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand, but he still spurted out a mouthful of blood, sticky and sticky to the palm of his hand. Finally arrived at the door, Ma Chao slapped the heavy wooden door with his blood-stained palm, the door was blocked outside, no matter how Ma Chao patted, he couldn't break through this barrier with the strength of ordinary people.

The prince was getting closer and closer, and Ma Chao saw the smile on the corner of the prince's mouth, and turned around and changed direction. He ran to the lake of the East Palace, in this cold weather, the water had long been frozen into ice, the ice surface was like a mirror, and the moonlight was on it, lingering gracefully.

Ma Chao half-squatted on the ice, panting heavily, the prince walked over unhurriedly, and whispered, don't you run? Ma Chao straightened his back, and the emotions in his eyes were slightly complicated. Ma Chao's escape is a strategy, although Ma Chao plays the role of a mouse in this cat-and-mouse game. But how can a mouse be cunning enough to lure a cat into a mousetrap.

Don't run away, Ma Chao said this firmly, with the belief of those true confidants, he and Mo Yu said that he would not leave, and he also said that Wang Wu would meet the prince. Ma Chao is a duplicitous villain, but for friends, Ma Chao has his own sincerity.

The prince looked at Ma Chao and couldn't understand how Ma Chao killed Wan Yan Guangyang, Wan Yan Guangyang has a withdrawn personality, is alone, never inhibited in doing things, and the most important thing is that Wan Yan Guangyang's internal kung fu is first-class, such a person is unexpectedly invincible to Ma Chao, if it was before, even the prince thought that Ma Chao was unfathomable, but now the prince doesn't think so, Ma Chao is an ordinary person.

Ma Chao looked at the prince's puzzled expression, and asked with a smile, if he wanted to know how he killed Yan Guangyang, the prince stiffened his face and did not speak, because he really wanted to know how Ma Chao killed Yan Guangyang. The prince waited for a long time, Ma Chao puffed out his cheeks, as if thinking, and finally said, I won't tell you.

This sentence simply made the prince angry, he felt that Ma Chao was an insult to his personality, he couldn't help it, he didn't want to play a game of cat and mouse, he wanted to kill Ma Chao. At this moment, the prince sensed the danger behind him, a huge red-headed eagle spread its wings, the claws of this terrifying giant thing, only less than a foot away from the prince's back, the prince's body was like King Kong, but it was not a real King Kong, only to turn over and dodge.

The red-headed eagle roared by, but Ma Chao calmly stretched out his hands, grabbed the red-headed eagle's claws, and flew up. The body of the red-headed eagle has many scars, just like the injury of the same kind a few days ago, less than a month of effort, the body of the red-headed eagle has surpassed those golden eagles, this time back to the East Palace, the red-headed eagle and the golden eagles fought again, it followed Ma Chao, with spirituality, naturally different.

The red-headed eagle soared above the sky, making a sharp and majestic whistling, and the prince had already stood up straight, with a real murderous aura in his eyes, and he estimated the height of the red-headed eagle, as long as he ran from the lake to the clearing, and picked up a bow from the weapon rack, he could shoot the eagle down.

Ma Chao was in the air, looking down at the prince on the ice, his eyes were as bright as ever, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. Ma Chao and the prince said that before ordinary people decide the winner, they must always say what they want to say, and there must always be a sentence between you and me.

The prince's face was still as cold as ice floe, and he asked Ma Chao what he wanted to say? Ma Chao smiled and said, you are not as good as mine after all. As soon as he finished saying this, the prince's face changed, he was fooled again, Ma Chao told him that he didn't mean it, but interfered with the prince's attention. When the prince came back to his senses, there was a huge shadow under his feet, and more than a dozen golden eagles had already flown above him, their claws firmly grasping the black thing, which was the thunderbolt cannon that the prince had been searching for with great painstaking efforts. The eagles let go of their claws, and thunderbolt cannons rained down from the sky.