156. The Four Princes Are Really Proud of the Sky (The Third Update-Ask for Genuine Support)

Royal capital, annex.

The younger brothers and sisters gathered in the small courtyard, and the house where the Holy Son lived was still burning with flames.

Buckets of well water were brought in and poured on the burning houses.

They put their heart and soul into putting out fires.

Li Ying tore off a piece of cloth, soaked it and covered his nose, and rushed directly into the house to look for it.

Holy Son, Holy Son, you are not defeated in my hands, how can you die so easily!

The cicada also woke up, stood in the corner with a knife, staring at the direction of the flame with a faint expression, not knowing what she was thinking, Ling Yuan stood beside her, showing a strange harmony.

The younger brothers and sisters were also extremely anxious, for fear that the Holy Son would also have an accident.

After all...

The charcoal corpse in this courtyard was so horrific that they didn't dare to guess the identity of the corpse.

Brush!

A figure appeared in front of the courtyard gate.

I saw Xia Ji appear.

The junior sister, who was always nervous, cried out with a wow.

The juniors and disciples also seemed to have found the backbone, and their faces relaxed.

Zou Xiangnuan's face was full of tears, and he didn't dare to look at the thing in the corner, so he just ran forward and nodded Xia Ji, and then poked the direction of the edge of the yard with his hand.

In the corner, the five princes had already turned into charcoal, and they were blown by the wind generated by the thunder and lightning just now, and they tumbled a few times, falling to the ground, their limbs were broken, and there were cracks on their charred faces.

The wind blew, and it carried with it pieces of peeling black shavings.

It was a face that made you feel nightmares just thinking about it.

Although Xia Ji didn't like this prince, he didn't think about killing him.

Although he can save this prince despite everything, he is not a good person, and he will not do that for this prince.

Xia Ji sighed and said, "Find a shop that does the business of dead people, let him enter the museum as soon as possible, and then I will tell King Wei." ”

"He... Is he "a junior brother who can't believe it."

Xia Ji nodded: "Fifth prince." ”

...

That's when it happened.

The sound of horse-drawn carriage wheels sounded outside the door.

The whip sounded like thunder, even if it came to this mansion, it was not light.

After a moment, the car stopped.

Hurried footsteps rang out.

A yellow-robed young man with an evil face and a strong aura in his eyes was striding towards the other courtyard, menacing.

He was flanked by two women, one bewitching and the other innocent.

Seeing that although the three of them were rich and menacing, the disciples of the Holy Gate guarding the door did not hesitate, and walked up directly and asked, "Who is it?"

The evil aura flashed in the eyes of the yellow-robed young man.

The innocent girl behind him scolded coldly: "The four princes are coming, and they dare to stop it!"

The disciple of the Holy Gate is not false: "This is the Holy Gate Holy Son's Courtyard, if you want to break into here, I will stop it!"

"Bold!!"

Brush!!

A cold light flashed.

A bloody streak appeared on the neck of the disciple who answered, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and his face was painful, and his head fell to the ground, and his headless body fell to one side.

The bewitching woman licked the blood on the knife, and said in a tired voice: "Prince, you won't blame me, right?"

The fourth prince sneered: "It's because they don't have long eyes, Rou'er, you are decisive in killing, and the emperor's reward is too late, how can you punish you, go!

He thought that Tongxuan had succeeded, the fifth prince died, and this majesty, the ten holy sons were also seriously injured.

So he swelled, and even began to call himself the emperor.

Another disciple of the Holy Gate who was guarding the gate could hardly believe his eyes, and squeezed it tightly, and then his whole body trembled, and his sweat was dripping, and his fellow disciple died so suddenly

Just now I was bragging about my own classmates... That's it

He let out a barbell-like scream in fright, turned and ran towards the inner courtyard.

The fourth prince looked at the embarrassed figure that left like a dog, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Smack!

His hands slapped heavily on the buttocks of the two women on the left and right, feeling the elasticity and youthful breath that came.

A touch of evil aura flashed on the lips of the fourth prince, Wei Liao, and then said: "Let's go, today is the time for us to settle the situation! No matter who comes, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will block and kill Buddha!" Haha!"

The two women had pink cheeks, but they were immersed in the charm of their own man and lord, and at the same time said shyly: "I am willing to follow the prince." ”

These two women are one good and one evil, and the same is true of the exercises.

The bewitching woman's name is Bai Rou, who has practiced the nine yin stone carvings of the evil sect.

And the innocent girl named Hong Xiuxin has flipped through the righteous Cihang book.

The combination of two swords and swords can form a peculiar formation, and even the masters in the world have a great headache.

Soon.

Wei Liao walked into the courtyard, and Xia Ji was looking at him coldly.

The eyes of the four princes swept by, and when they saw the coke, their hearts jumped, and they immediately became excited.

The ancestor was ruthless and decisive in killing.

A thought flashed in his mind, and Wei Liao suddenly said sharply: "The Holy Son can be convicted"

Xia Ji didn't answer, he looked at the disciple who was crying beside him, and digested the information he had just heard, his face was cold.

Wei Liao saw that the Holy Son did not move, thinking that he was frightened, and raised his voice: "My fifth brother came to your courtyard and kindly invited you as a guest, but he died here, you..."

Xia Ji raised his hand and interrupted his words, then looked sideways at the disciple who fled back from the front yard, and said in a deep voice: "Don't cry, who killed my Holy Gate disciple just now"

The junior brother didn't dare to speak, and lowered his head, obviously so frightened that some of his spirits left his body.

They're not real-spirits.

The bewitching woman suddenly let out a silver bell-like smile, "It's this girl's hand! Your disciple of the Holy Gate is looking at people and blocking us from entering, such a disciple..."

The words are not finished yet.

Brush!!

In the void, the body-breaking sword qi suddenly descended, and the sword light tore through the air, driving a frost-like cold light, and in an instant, it had passed mercilessly from the snow-white neck.

The bewitching woman who learned the exercises carved on the Nine Yin Stone didn't even pull out the knife, and she didn't even have time to perform the exercises, so she separated her head.

This is the complete crushing of power.

Bloodshot in all directions!!

"Rou'er!!"

The fourth prince shouted in pain, but on the other side, Hong Xiuxin hurriedly raised his sword to protect him.

Wei Liao pushed the girl away, and her body was full of evil energy, "Gong Jiu, if you kill Rou'er, I won't let you go!"

Xia Ji suddenly said: "The person you rely on will not appear again." ”

Wei Liao was stunned.

What he said made his heart chill.

However, he had already seen the strength of the Holy Son in front of him, and even if he was desperate now, he might not be an opponent.

But he didn't believe much what the Son said.

The old ancestor is a Xuan, a land immortal, how could something happen

He thought that the overall situation had been decided, and that the strength of the Holy Son had been lost.

Wei Liao not only made a wrong judgment, but also underestimated him, so he came rashly.

Now that he heard this information, he needed to go back and verify it.

As long as it is not true, this Son will not be able to escape no matter where he is!

When the time comes, he will put this hateful son Ling Chi to death to avenge Rou'er.

"Let's go!" he said with a fierce hatred in his voice, and then picked up the body of the bewitching woman and turned to leave.

A faint voice came from behind him.

"You should be glad you didn't do it, otherwise... You're the one who died. ”

Xia Ji stood in front of a group of weak junior brothers and sisters, and raised his voice, "Whoever kills my Holy Gate disciple, no matter who it is, will have to pay for his life!"

Wei Liao turned around and said angrily: "A little disciple, how can he be compared to my Rou'er!

The prince asked hysterically.

The black-gold-robed Holy Son stood in the wind, blocking in front of his junior brothers and sisters, and said gently, "I care. ”