"Looks like you're resting?"

Under the sun, Jun Yan saw Atuyi roaring at himself, and the bay of amber in his phoenix eyes was already cold.

Clenching the silver hairpin in his hand, he walked step by step to the monster not far away that was full of muscles and two meters tall. At this moment, the boy was so thin compared to him, as if he was not even at the same level of strength.

But Qiao Le found that every step Jun Yan took, Atuyi's roar would be powerless.

At this time, the big man was clutching the iron chain in his hand, and his eyes were like brass bells. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his steps and rushed towards Jun Yan desperately.

Does he want to strike first?

Qiao Le said secretly in his heart.

And as it turned out, this was not the case with Artuyi. Because he only pretended to rush forward a few steps, he suddenly turned sideways and swung the chain at the onlookers.

The fierceness of his gaze and the speed of his attack were far from being comparable to his previous attacks.

The people who helped him said that as long as he could cause casualties in Kyoto, it would be a humiliation and blow to the royal palace, and it would be the glory of his undefeated Atu-eup.

Yes, he was caught.

But he wants these stupid untouchables to know how invincible their warriors of the Northern Barbarians are!

"Jun Yan, I'm Atuyi, I will never give in!"

Airplanes!

The chains swept across, and the wind was like a knife.

However, at this moment, a slender figure suddenly flashed into his attack range like a ghost.

The silver hairpin spun in Jun Yan's hand, accompanied by his slender fingers, turning into a brilliant silver light, gently slashing across the incoming iron chain.

Click!

A cracking sound of metal was clearly audible.

And this sound did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, a second blow came.

The two iron chains broke together and fell weakly behind Jun Yan. In the blink of an eye, the ability to attack civilians has been lost.

Atuyi's face was frightened, but before his horror could spread to his eyes, the spinning silver hairpin had already slid towards his neck.

The silver light flashed away, and the blood scattered along with the bloody mouth.

Obviously, the other party only cut a layer of his own skin, but Atuyi was already cold. A heavy blow landed on his lower abdomen, and his majestic body shot backwards like a cannonball again, and finally fell to the ground fiercely.

And when he opened his eyes again, the tip of the silver hairpin had already been pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

A drop of blood slid down the bridge of his nose, and it was a picturesque red and shocking sight.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, sir. ”

Holding the silver hairpin, the young man in Xuanyi raised his lips and smiled, this smile was like a cloud in the sky, and it was as beautiful as a demon.

"Or do you say it again?"

Atuyi trembled, Jun Yan was laughing, but he felt as if he had seen an infernal hell.

Because when he was captured, there was also such a pair of eyes under the silver mask, smiling, but cold as ice.

yes, fear has been buried deep in his heart since then.

"Grab it."

With a fingertip, Jun Yan had already withdrawn the silver hairpin. Raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes were bored.

At the same time, a group of soldiers threw chains around him and resubdued Atuyi.

Everything is only in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the jubilation fell silent, and there was silence all around.

Because from this moment on, everyone has really clearly realized that this little prince of the King's Mansion is different from those young people in the capital.

He is the son of a noble family, but he is also the young general who gallops on the battlefield and splatters a hundred steps with blood.

The young marshal of the Northern Army is not in vain.