When the prince heard this, his heart was terrified, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes, "Hehe, you can even know such a secret matter so clearly, it seems that only a dead person can keep this secret for the prince." Six Nights, who stood on both sides, seemed to understand the intention of the Lord, and then immediately raised their hands and made a gesture towards the black-clothed killer dead soldiers around them.

In an instant, six groups of black-clothed people around the hall, each group of thirty people, each with a blade in their hands almost at the same time, suddenly a sword light and sword shadow flickered in the hall, and the murderous aura surged......

"Wait!" Lu Suifeng snorted coldly, the sound was like thunder, and the sound waves rolled and swirled, which shocked the black-clothed killers who were about to swarm and kill, and they all felt that their ears were buzzing and trembling, and they all felt that their hearts were trembling, and everyone seemed to have a sense that the heavens and the earth were hanging upside down, and they all stopped rushing forward in shock.

Lu Suifeng's drink was equivalent to pulling the group of black-clothed people back from the Ghost Gate, and they didn't see Long Fei, Qingfeng and the others were ready to make a move, once these one hundred and eighty black-clothed killers rushed up, none of them would be able to walk back alive.

Glancing at the black-clothed men who were undecided, his gaze fell on the cold-blooded and cruel prince again, "Let these killers and dead soldiers go back! After all, each of them is a living life, not a grass suke, who can be killed at will." This inflammatory remark caused a slight commotion among the people in black, and the other party's power and stakes were as good as it was, which showed that its strength was so strong that it was trembling, once it started, it was by no means easy to win by relying on the strength of the people, and I don't know how many people would be separated from each other.

"The six people next to you should be the big people of the Seven Nights Tower?" "Even do you know this?" The divine light under the prince's mask revealed an incomparably surprised color, the sixth night has not returned yet, is it ......

"It's better for us to gamble according to the rules of the martial arts, if we lose, you don't need to do it, and the collective benefits are self-interested. If it's you who loses, we'll have to do whatever we want. Rest assured! Your prince's life is very valuable, and I don't dare to cut off your head. Lu Suifeng agreed to spend the sixth night, and tried his best to show some mercy to the people of the Seven Nights. Otherwise, there would not be so much excesses and gossip, and the hall would definitely be full of corpses at this moment.

The prince pondered for a moment, and made an assessment of the current situation, although his own side has the advantage of numbers, but even if the other party dares to break into the door, it is by no means an idle person, even if he wins by luck, it is a miserable victory. And his last remaining strength must be very little, and he will be alone in the future, what will he do to regroup?

"I don't know how you want to gamble?" the prince asked tentatively.

"These six are all big names in the Seven Nights, and their cultivation is definitely extraordinary, so it is better to compare them above the martial arts, if we lose a lot, it will be counted as a loss of the whole situation. How?" The conditions thrown by Lu Suifeng are full of great temptation, and no one will easily refuse them.

For the prince's side, this proposal can be described as more joys and worries, and it feels like a pie in the sky. It seems that the other party thinks too highly of himself, and he doesn't know the true strength of Qiyelou, even if there are one or two top powerhouses among these people, as long as he loses one, he will also lose his previous achievements.

The prince glanced left and right, and asked coldly, "What do you think?" "Everything is up to the Lord!" the six of them responded almost in unison.

"Well, your suggestion is attractive enough, and if the prince refuses to accept it, he will not become a mentally retarded man." The prince coughed and sneered, and whispered to the six people: "If you have the opportunity, you will not be forgiven! As for who goes first, you can do it yourself!" The six people nodded when they heard this, and saw that one person walked out of the crowd on the other side, and it turned out to be a girl who was only two ten, green like a waterfall, delicate and willowy, and at a glance it looked like a pool of clear water, without any trace of the fluctuation of mystic power. Despite this, with this kind of combination, no one would believe that the other party would send an ordinary woman who is not familiar with martial arts to fight.

"Fifth night! As a woman, this is up to you!Remember, you must not be fooled by the appearance of the other party, and the lion must do your best to fight the rabbit!" said the first night cautiously.

The fifth night snorted coldly, and his figure fluttered out with a slight movement. The shoulders of the fifth night are slightly wider, and the aura is very sufficient, although the black scarf covers the face and it is difficult to see its true appearance, but a pair of eyes are not lacking in enchanting tenderness, but they also contain indifference and iron blood, and the whole body is full of an eerie domineering.

"The eldest lady is so domineering! The little woman is timid, so don't hurt my face. "Yun Wuying was a little timid.

The word "Auntie" made the eyes of the fifth night surge flames, she was just in her early thirties, this "Auntie" screamed so that people were gallant, a coquettish shout, people volleyed up, a pair of slender legs like a meteor flying out of the moon in a row, for a while but saw the empty legs overlapping and overlapping, the energetic cyclone whistling, three feet away from the skin faintly painful, such as being kicked is either dead or injured.

The corners of Yun Wuying's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint sneer, looking at the shadow of a day's legs, his right foot took a step diagonally, using his fingers as a sword, slashing out from bottom to top, a strong qi like a sword, flying and slashing the opponent's bare feet.

The fifth night snorted, quickly retracted his legs, and changed his kick to a sweep, drawing a strong air flow like a horse, and the force of this sweep was enough to break the stone and break the wall.

Slanting Moon West Wind!

Yun Wuying's vertical sword slashed diagonally towards the sweeping leg shadow; poof! There was a soft sound, and the finger sword slashed through the calf of the fifth night, and a red light burst out, and blood splattered.

On the fifth night, he screamed in pain, his body flipped back in a volley, flew upside down, stumbled to the ground, and stabilized his body in pain. Looking down at the injured leg, a three-inch hole was cracked, and blood was gushing out, as if it had been injured by a sword. The little girl is really not an idle person, she can condense her qi into a blade and hurt people invisibly.

Cold Moon Spear!Fifth Night's hand suddenly held a spear with a silver glow all over. With a gun in hand, the guns are all around in an instant, as if they are in the water of the night, rippling with the reflection of the cold moon, and the silver light is everywhere.

The silver spear swirled and flew, and the mysterious power rushed, and a violent torrent vortex seemed to appear in front of the fifth night, and the surrounding air was suddenly pulled in. As the speed of the silver spear danced faster and faster, Yun Wuying, who was ten meters away, was suddenly pulled by a powerful whirlwind, and he was a little embarrassed to hit the tip of the silver spear.

Poof!

The world is so big, all kinds of subtle and mysterious martial arts branches emerge in an endless stream, the fifth night's "cold moon spear" is even more unheard of, so weird that people are caught off guard, when the cloud is not shadowy, the whole body quickly crashes into the tip of the gun, but I see a flash of silver gun marks in the air, as if the light of the cold moon instantly penetrated the clothes on the chest, and came out of the body.

A cruel smile overflowed in the eyes under the mask of the fifth night, and the cold moon spear in his hand immediately swirled, as if it wanted to shatter the opponent's body. She is a cold-blooded killer, ruthless in her guns, she never knows what mercy is, and only when the other party completely falls can she continue to stand and live.

As everyone knows, there is no sense of obstruction under the sharp rotation of the gun, as if stirring a cloud of empty air, the other party's figure is broken apart, but there is no blood splashing on the surface. No! The fifth night secretly exclaimed in his heart, drew his gun and retreated, and was about to float back, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold star flying from the side to his temple, and suddenly he couldn't dodge it in time, and without thinking, he swept out the tail of the spear obliquely, intending to swing away and fly to a cold star.

At the moment when Yun Wuying collided with the tip of the opponent's spear, he drifted away with the body method of shifting and transposing, leaving a phantom, and the real body swept to the side of the fifth night, the long sword was unsheathed at the same time, and a sword rushed out, as if it was expected that the opponent would return to the gun to block, and the sword suddenly sank in the middle of the sword, turning the thorn into a ......

On the fifth night, before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in the wrist veins holding the gun, and he could no longer hold the gun. Regardless of the splash of blood, a little cold star in front of him is never leaving, like a shadow chasing after him, a slight pause, it is bound to come out of his brain in an instant. She is not afraid of death, but as a woman, she will never allow this kind of death that is unrecognizable.

In fact, Yun Wuying did not want to take the other party's life, but intended to force the other party to admit defeat. I didn't expect that the mind of the fifth night was so tenacious, and the defeat was decided, and the fate was in the balance, and he was still fighting tenaciously. Yun Wuying is also a woman, so she naturally knows that for women, what is more terrible and intolerable than death.

The long sword in his hand trembled, and the blade of the sword burst out with several rays of essence;

Whew!

The cold light flashed again, and two small openings were opened in the bulging shirt on his chest, and two small red cherries broke out of his clothes.

The figure of the fifth night retreated abruptly, and the bloodied hands clenched around the chest, allowing a little cold star to come out of the brain, it was terrible! If it continued like this, wouldn't it be that this little girl would be skinned into a naked lamb. If you die, you must not continue to be humiliated!

"Do you want to continue?" Yun Wuying's also stopped abruptly at the same time, and Sen Han's sword edge was pressed against the center of the fifth night's eyebrows.

"I ...... Admit defeat!" Fifth Night lowered his eyes and said in a trembling voice.

"It should have been like this a long time ago! Why bother to make a scene of spring! Go and change your clothes!" Yun Wuying returned the sword into the sheath, her move was also forced, if not, the other party would not admit defeat if it turned into a corpse. The young master has confessed that you are not allowed to kill, just defeat the other party. It's so tiring! I didn't see beads of sweat on her forehead.