The scabbard flew with a fierce aura, and there was a cold sword light in the corner of his eyes. Wen Tingzhan wrapped his foot around the reins, his body was like a cheerful bird, his arms flew parallel to the ground and flew elegantly, while dodging the scabbard, the jade flute in his hand flew out, and the cold sword in the flute slashed, blocking the sword from King Ning'an.

The sword and the sword struck, the dazzling sparks were rubbing the sword and splashing, both of them were deep eyebrows, moving on the blade, touching each other, the strong force separated the two, King Ning An flew out backwards, and when he landed on the ground, his footsteps were still uncontrollable and slid backwards, and finally the backhand erected the blade on the ground, and the sword cut a deep mark on the ground, before he froze his body.

On the other side, Wen Tingzhan wrapped one foot around the reins of the horse, and ran forward two steps with a long neigh, reducing the power Wen Tingzhan received, and as soon as his ankle turned, he fixed his figure, and turned around gorgeously in mid-air, and stood on top of the gallop with one foot, one hand behind him, and a sword in the other, looking at King Ning'an condescendingly.

'You're no match for this kid, let me come!' Another voice appeared in King Ning'an's body, I am afraid that he didn't even think that this ghost had grown in King Ning'an's body since he was a child.

"Shut up!" King Ning An suddenly snorted.

Wen Tingzhan was so powerful, he immediately thought of the ghost brother in King Ning'an's body, one of them flew down from Jue Chi's body and landed only ten steps away from King Ning'an.

When King Ning An saw Wen Tingzhan coming, his eyes were sharp, and the giant sword stabbed towards Wen Tingzhan.

The swords are all fierce, and each sword contains a hatred that wants to be spewed.

King Ning'an's mood had begun to be unstable, and Wen Tingzhan kept avoiding it, only defending and not attacking.

Soon King Ning'an grabbed his hand, and a string of sword flowers exploded, and the countless sword shadows in his hand couldn't tell which one was the real sword blade, Rao is Wen Tingzhan's vicious eyesight still missed it, so that King Ning'an's sword penetrated the placket of his arm, and with a turn of King Ning'an's wrist, the sword quickly cut Wen Tingzhan's arm with a sword.

It was too late to dodge, and at the moment when King Ning'an's sword pierced his shirt, Wen Tingzhan had the luck of his other palm, regardless of the pain of his arm cutting through the blade, but instead led the sword to approach King Ning'an, and his palm changed a few movements, and a palm hit King Ning'an's chest.

Wen Tingzhan was extremely hateful with this palm, and King Ning An was immediately struck out, and his body smashed to the ground and spit out a large amount of blood, and Wen Tingzhan, who was standing in place, blood flowed down his arm, instantly staining his clothes, and smashing them on the ground drop by drop along his fingertips.

"Boom, this kid's blood is cleaner than a virgin, let me go out and drink the blood of ****!" Wen Tingzhan's blood spread out, which immediately caused the vampire in King Ning'an's body to be excited, and he immediately fought with King Ning'an.

Seeing this, Wen Tingzhan quickly leaped forward, and when King Ning'an was fighting with the ghost, a piece of talisman paper slapped on King Ning'an's chest, and the ghost suddenly quieted down.

Looking down at King Ning An, who was looking down at the talisman paper on his chest, his eyes instantly became bloodthirsty, and he looked at Wen Tingzhan fixedly: "Who are you!" ”

"A man who knows a little bit of magic." Wen Tingzhan laughed lightly, "The ghost in the prince's body is really related to the prince, if this matter is known by the saint, I don't know what the situation of the prince and even Concubine Wan will be......"

"You dare to threaten this king!" King Ning'an's eyes showed a fierce light.

"Does the prince still have room to bargain with me at the moment?" Wen Tingzhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

King Ning An's fist creaked, and he looked at Wen Tingzhan coldly, the deepest, ugliest, and most unwilling secret of so many years was so easily known by this kid in front of him who was half his age, this kid was not a human at all, but an out-and-out demon.

"What do you want?" The situation is stronger than people, and he is now at a disadvantage.

"Lord Wang, retreat your people first." Wen Tingzhan heard the sound of fighting in the woods.

King Ning An raised the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was thrown out in the direction of Wen Tingzhan, the sword rubbed Wen Tingzhan's sideburns, blew off a strand of his black hair and plunged it into the ground at his feet, making a crisp clanging sound, and soon several black shadows in the woods flew behind King Ning An, and helped King Ning An up, and was about to make a move on Wen Tingzhan.

went to be stopped by King Ning'an's cross arm: "Stand down." ”

The secret guards looked at Wen Tingzhan with unkind eyes, and then disappeared.

"Brother Zhan, you're injured." At this time, Ye Shaoguang also returned to Wen Tingzhan's side, looking at his bleeding arm, and suddenly his face turned cold.

"Someone is hurt more than me." Wen Tingzhan smiled as gently as a spring breeze.

Ye Shaoguang did not speak with a calm face, but quickly took out the medicine and bandaged the wound for Wen Tingzhan.

Wen Tingzhan turned his head to look at King Ning'an: "Students can keep this secret for the prince." ”

"Condition."

"The Liu family."

"What do you mean?"

"Wasn't the prince assassinated, shouldn't the prince know that he was so seriously injured? I want the Liu family to become the murderer of the prince, and I think that with the ability of the prince, I will definitely be able to make the fake come true. Wen Tingzhan said lightly.

King Ning An almost vomited a mouthful of blood, was assassinated, and was threatened by the murderer, helping him to reverse black and white and plant the people he wanted to deal with, there was no most aggrieved, only more aggrieved.

"So, it's a write-off?" King Ning An gritted his teeth and said.

"Naturally, as long as the prince agrees, the students will forget about today's events with the prince." Wen Tingzhan showed a gentle, harmless and even innocent smile.

King Ning'an can't wait to scold his mother at this moment, the ghost has to forget, this king will remember it for a lifetime, and one day it will be a shame today!

"Okay, this king promises you!" King Ning An squeezed out these words from between his teeth word by word.

"Shake." Wen Tingzhan stretched out his hand to the night shaker, the night shake light was not good, and took out a handful of rune paper from his arms and threw it to Wen Tingzhan, Wen Tingzhan held it and handed it to King Ning'an, "As an apology for injuring the prince, the soul suppression talisman can suppress the prince when the prince can't control it, and it won't hurt it." ”

Wen Tingzhan knew that King Ning An had complicated feelings for the ghost brother in his body, and if he really wanted to get rid of him, he might not be ruthless, after all, he was a brother who was born and grew up together, otherwise that guy would not have existed for so long.

King Ning An took it, then turned over on the horse with a gloomy face, and looked at Wen Tingzhan coldly: "Wen Yunhe, you grab the handle of this king today, this king wants to see how you can grasp the handle of all the brothers of this king, and see how long you can block in front of Brother Rui!" ”

After saying that, he flicked his horsewhip and ran away from Wen Tingzhan's side.