Chapter 121: Grandmaster Battle Two Hundred

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This highness can really toss, so big forces are gone, but it's good to toss. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info thought about these two princes and asked, "Have you seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"My subordinates have seen it, and my subordinates have notified the above about His Highness's appearance. "The 'scholar' stood up and said respectfully.

"Where is Your Highness going, and how many days have you been gone?" Han Jiangyue continued to ask.

"Ten days, it should be almost there. ”

As soon as the words of the 'scholar' fell, the second son disappeared from front of him, leaving a sentence in place: "Intercept the news sent out." ”

The 'scholar' muttered to himself: "This news has been sent for nearly twenty days, how can it be intercepted...... but since the second son said that he wanted to intercept it, the 'scholar' had to send another letter to the above: The previous message was invalid and attached the news that he had seen the second son. As for how to understand the above, this is not within the scope of the 'scholar's consideration.

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One hundred and eighty-two southern Xinjiang soldiers, one no more and one no less, were already standing in the middle of the martial arts exercise.

Yuan Kong turned his head and said with a smile to a child of the Worm Sand Gang: "It's good to lend me a knife." "There was no tension before the big war, and a heartless smile on his face.

The disciple of the Worm Sand Gang nodded and was about to untie the knife on his waist, Yuan Kong smiled and said, "Don't be so troublesome. ”

With a bang, he pulled out the steel knife, pointed the tip of the knife obliquely at the ground, and walked towards the martial arts arena step by step, his bright red robe blown by the wind.

The face is calm, the eyes are sharp, I haven't used this 'Black Flame Knife' for some days, and His Royal Highness the Prince's hands itch at the moment when he holds the knife.

At the moment when the first foot just stepped on the martial arts arena, Yuan Kong's body moved rapidly, and suddenly he was in the middle of more than a hundred people, and the knife was already spinning in his hand before passing through, and the knife was facing the enemy, and the twenty or thirty people who passed by on the way were all slashed by the back of the knife, or legs or hands or chest, and suddenly lost half of their attack or action power under the huge force.

Yuankong knew at the beginning that he couldn't kill, so he attacked with the back of his knife, which increased the difficulty of Yuankong against the enemy.

If you are facing the enemy head-on, you will either be consumed to death by the people who keep replenishing you, or you will be forced to the corner, and Yuankong will not plan to admit defeat in this martial arts arena. Or sooner or later it will be surrounded, Yuankong will go the other way, using his speed to rush straight forward before everyone can react, and sure enough, the blow worked.

In this way, Yuankong naturally took the initiative to fall into the encirclement, except for the governor sitting on the high platform, whether it was the children of the Worm Sand Gang or the southern Xinjiang soldiers who were surrounded outside, they could not see the situation inside.

The troublesome southern Xinjiang soldiers are itching in their hearts, and the children of the Worm Sand Gang are anxious, this uncle is facing the enemy with his back to the knife, which does not mean that these nearly 200 people will also show mercy, they can only judge from the expression on the face of the governor.

Yuan Kong, who was surrounded by the encirclement, naturally gave full play to the 'Black Flame Knife' at the beginning, and with a knife on the side, he opened the attack of the three people who came straight down with a blade, turned the back of the knife and swung it on the belly of the three people, and at the same time kicked back, kicking the jaw of the person who was close to him, and this person flew directly outside the martial arts field, and fell to the ground with a pop, causing a burst of exclamations from the southern Xinjiang soldiers on the periphery. Naturally, someone stepped forward and helped the man who was lying on the ground up.

After being helped up, the man lowered his head in shame, and did not suffer any serious injuries except for a few lost teeth and a fall.

Flying the enemy before and after, the right knife slashed at Yuankong's knife-holding right arm, the bright red sleeve cracked a long slit, His Highness's hand with the knife sank, but the knife was very steady and slashed at the man's leg, and he fell to the ground.

The pain is inevitable, but there is no blood in the opening of the sleeve of the shirt, how to say that it is also a body that has been soaked in the water of the heavenly spring, if it is so easy to bleed, His Highness would not have suffered that crime in vain.

At the same time, there was a knife stabbing to the waist on the left, and Yuan Kong didn't see it, and quickly stretched out his left hand to grab the tip of the knife, pressed and lifted it, and threw the person holding the knife out of the field, and landed in a big zigzag with a pop, and went to the footsteps of the person who kicked the jaw before.

The left hand hung low and the five fingers were opened, and only a deep white mark was seen.

The body is not strong, and between three or two strokes, a circle is emptied and two people fly out of the field, and the red clothes are flying, like a peerless warrior.

Just stunned, it further stimulated the ferocity of the fighting nation, and everyone rushed forward again.

A few knives in the back slashed directly at His Highness's back, and Yuan Kong rushed forward as if he didn't see it, hitting his head in the chest of a southern Xinjiang soldier in front of him, and with a bang, this person fell, and before he fell, he didn't figure out why his forehead hit his armor and still have such power.

Continuing to run forward, his right hand turned the knife into the handle and inserted it into the eyebrows of the comer like a sword, and fell back into the arms of a southern Xinjiang soldier behind.

The handle of the knife is in front, and the tip of the knife is naturally backwards with a move of the Black Flame Knife Technique, the blade attackes, and the knife on the back of the sword is not close yet, and the knife of the hundred refinements is already broken from it. Yuan Kong turned his head and glanced at it, but he was so shocked that several people couldn't hold their hands and took two steps back.

The form is constantly repeated, the number of southern Xinjiang soldiers is decreasing, and more and more people are flying out, and the first southern Xinjiang soldier to fly out now does not feel ashamed.

The clothes on His Highness's body naturally hung on his body like strips of cloth, and soon as the first wound nourished blood, more and more wounds appeared, after all, it was not the congenital second realm that practiced a fan cage.

In the middle, there was a vacant lot occupied by fallen Southern Xinjiang soldiers, and it was roughly estimated that there were about 100 people. His Royal Highness was dressed in a bright red robe like rags, still dripping with blood hanging on his body, his right hand was raised flat and pointing forward, and there were still about eighty people left in the outer circle looking at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the middle like this, not like the first time to rush up.

Turned his head and dodged a knife shot from behind, but was cut off by the blade A strand of black hair floated in the air, and he sighed lightly, thinking that his physical strength was still almost there, and this cage still did not break through.

This knife was like a reminder of something, and the remaining eighty or so people threw the knife in their hands in unison, shooting sharply into the middle Yuankong, as if to tie Qi into a hedgehog.

The steel knives that are densely scattered all over the surroundings can't be dodged with Yuankong's current physical strength, let alone stage the scene of starting to break the knife.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wanted to think about it, the movement under his feet was not slow, he jumped up in the air, stepped on a steel knife and slashed at the crowd with the help of force, Yuankong moved so fast, the hand of the southern Xinjiang soldier who just threw the knife was not withdrawn, looking at the approaching sharp knife, under the blade, everyone felt that this knife was slashing at themselves.

The hand was not withdrawn, he turned his head and ran, and even jumped out of the martial arts arena directly, the blade slashed on the ground, flashing a burst of sparks, the knife broke, half of the blade flew into the air, and the red cloth strip hanging on the upper body completely fell to the ground, and half of the body was naked.

At this point in the battle, this knife is just an ordinary knife, and it is not bad to be able to hold on until now. In fact, Yuankong's knife was also mainly to scare, otherwise it would have been chopped off by the back of the knife.

His Royal Highness stood up, held a broken knife in his hand, and pointed obliquely at the earth, looked coldly at the remaining fifty or so people on the opposite side, and said calmly: "Why do you warriors in southern Xinjiang still have to wait for me to pass?"