Chapter 750: Haoran Qiao'er Returns to the West

Long Haoran, who was wounded in his body, did not participate in the battle when his subordinates and the people of the Beiyue Kingdom were fighting together, but stood silently outside the battle circle, watching the battle with a helpless and puzzled expression, while thinking about how to solve this dead end.

He couldn't figure out how Lin Hongyuan could die because of that sword wound, it was said that his injury was lighter than his own, it was just a shallow wound.

However, seeing the posture of Beiyue Kingdom, the determination to take revenge endlessly, it seemed that Lin Hongyuan was indeed dead.

Seeing that both sides were already fighting and the casualties were increasing rapidly, and he was powerless to stop it, he planned to retreat to the station first, and then find a way to find out the truth after they finished fighting, and then find a solution.

Since his mind was not on the fighting arena, he didn't notice that Lin Qiao'er was fighting while slowly approaching his location.

Therefore, when Lin Qiao'er sneaked up from behind him and attacked with a punch full of anger, he was not mentally prepared for anything.

Tang Yuansi, who was stopped by two people, saw that Lin Qiao'er suddenly turned his head and attacked Long Haoran, and he immediately shouted loudly:

"Your Highness, be careful!"

In fact, when Tang Yuansi reminded him, Long Haoran, who was a martial artist, also felt the aura of danger, and immediately felt the strength of the fist wind.

It's just that due to the injury, his reaction was a little slower after all, and he didn't have time to turn around to face the battle, so he instinctively chose to fly up, and used the Canglong Lost Body Technique, intending to leap forward, even if he was hit in the back, he could unload a lot of strength and not die on the spot.

This is the instinctive reaction of the body between life and death, and the Canglong Lost Body Method is indeed extremely fast.

It's a pity that although Lin Qiao'er looks tall and rugged, her body is very dexterous, and with the blessing of innate divine power, it is even faster.

One is premeditated, one is prepared to fight, and the other is self-helping, which can be regarded as an instinctive reaction.

When Long Haoran got up and just started to dodge, Lin Qiaoer's angry punch had already hit Long Haoran's back.

"Smack-"

With a dull sound, Long Haoran, who had just flown up, was knocked away by a solid punch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he was in the air.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang, Long Haoran's body slammed into the gate of the station, and the gate collapsed in response, and along with it, even the walls on both sides collapsed.

The only fortunate thing is that when he got up, he did avoid the position of the back of his heart and did not die on the spot.

Tang Yuansi in the back shouted anxiously:

"Your Highness—"

He no longer hesitated, and immediately used the Heavenly Shattering Star Sword Technique, and between the two moves, he slashed those two people under the sword.

When Long Haoran crashed through the door and fell to the ground, he was face down, and he was injured at first glance, and even life and death were uncertain.

Lin Qiao'er, who missed with a punch, naturally knew that Long Haoran was not dead, and without hesitation, a flying knife flew out of her sleeve, almost lightning pierced into the back of Long Haoran's neck.

Long Haoran, who had already been stunned by a punch, didn't even make a sound, and was sent into the Hades Hall in a daze.

He never imagined in his life that he would die in such a way.

Tang Yuansi, who had already solved the two people, was about to fly to rescue Long Haoran, but he didn't expect Lin Qiao'er to sacrifice the flying knife so decisively and take Long Haoran's life at once, so he shouted loudly with pain and anger:

"Your Highness—"

At this moment, he also completely lost his mind, he clenched the sword in his hand, cast the Heavenly Shattering Star Sword Technique, and walked in the snow with one move, stabbing Lin Qiao'er's back heart from behind.

Previously, Tang Yuansi needed to accumulate strength step by step to perform a walk in the snow, but now that his cultivation has grown again, he doesn't have to be so troublesome, a sword stabs, silently, but extremely powerful, on the test field, even Liu Tingfeng felt difficult to resolve, not to mention Lin Qiao'er, who had his back to Tang Yuansi in the future.

When Lin Qiao'er sneaked up on Long Haoran, there were already two people who helped her block Tang Yuansi, so all her attention was on Long Haoran.

When the flying knife stabbed into Long Haoran's neck, Lin Qiaoer finally had a sense of relief that she had taken revenge.

At this time, she was almost exhausted, and her back was just when the empty door was wide open, and when she felt a sharp and powerful sword intent attacking from her back, she instinctively wanted to dodge.

However, Tang Yuansi's sword with all her strength, and it was used in the case of a sneak attack, how could she be able to dodge!

Mei Zizhen in the distance shouted loudly:

"Qiao'er be careful!"

However, after all, it was too late, and the long sword in Tang Yuansi's hand pierced into the back of Lin Qiao'er's heart without any mistakes, and a sword stabbed her in the heart.

With desperate and unwilling eyes, Lin Qiao'er turned her head to look at Tang Yuansi, and then glanced at Mei Zizhen again with affection, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but unfortunately she couldn't make any sound, her mouth opened, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, she fell down with a bang.

"Bang-"

Her tall, burly body slammed to the ground with a dull sound.

She had just finished avenging her brother, but she didn't expect to die under someone else's sword in a blink of an eye, all this came too suddenly and too dramatically.

They all had a lot of things to do, so why did they die like this?

Meizi, who was besieged by people, was really heartbroken, and after he forced back the besiegers with one move, he immediately flew up and stood in the air, charming as a woman, he was like a sad fairy at this moment, and the jade flute in his hand was quickly put to his lips, and a burst of laughter with magic power immediately pierced.

The few people who besieged him were about to besiege again, but the weapons in their hands had just been half-pierced, and when the sound of the flute came, several people immediately screamed miserably, and then fell down one after another.

Not only them, but even those who approached Mei Zizhen and did not attack were as if they were enchanted, holding their heads in pain one by one, rolling wildly on the ground, feeling that life was worse than death.

In the crowd of onlookers, one person shouted:

"Disperse!"

The people immediately dispersed, and in a short time, the surrounding area of seven or eight hundred meters immediately became empty.

In fact, when people began to die, many people had already left quickly, ordinary fights, and onlookers, this was a tragic fight, ordinary people, how many people are willing to watch such a scene.

If you are not careful, you will be affected by the pond fish, wouldn't you die too unjustly.

Therefore, most of the people who stayed to watch were people from the rivers and lakes, and there were also a small number of brave people.

The grief-stricken Mei Zizhen, the sound of the flute played is much stronger than the effect he usually plays, poignant and graceful, hitting people's hearts, the closer to him, the deeper the feeling, but this kind of flute sound is terrible, after those close to him listen to it, they will never have the opportunity to listen to it a second time.

As soon as the sound of the flute started, a dozen people fell around him in a short time, fortunately all of them were enemies.

The slightly farther ones also retracted the influence of the sound of the flute, and one by one lost control, some rolled on the ground, and some staggered as if they were drunk, temporarily losing their combat effectiveness.

His flute sound can kill, many people have only heard of it, but they have not really seen it, in Dabizhong, his jade flute is just disturbing people's minds, and it does not put people to death.

This time, he was in a sad mood, and he suddenly aroused the killing intent in his heart, so there was such an effect.

Tang Yuansi shouted and said:

"Stop!"

This loud shout, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and suddenly like a stick to drink, many people immediately woke up from the sound of the flute, but one by one, as if they had just woken up, looking at the surrounding scene with a blank expression.

Mei Zizhen also woke up from his grief, he looked at the people who fell around him, they were all enemies, but there were also his own people who were rolling on the ground a little farther away, if he continued to play, it would become an indiscriminate injury, so he also put the jade flute down from his lips, and then said to Tang Yuansi with hatred:

"You killed Qiao'er, my Meizi is really incompatible with you, come on, everyone else stops, and the two of us fight to the death!"

In fact, there are not many people alive at the scene at this moment, there are only seven or eight of the fifty or sixty people left in the Beiyue Kingdom, and the Longxiao Kingdom, which was originally two or three hundred people, is now only fifteen or sixteen.

The most important thing is that Long Haoran is dead, and Lin Qiaoer is also dead.

These two people are both royals, one is the Nine Emperor Princes of Longxiao Kingdom, and the other is the little princess of Beiyue Kingdom.

Tang Yuansi replied with a sad face:

"Lin Qiao'er is dead, and our Ninth Highness is also dead, who caused this? If you have a little common sense, you should understand that in the fight last night, the injuries of your seven princes were not fatal injuries at all, and there must be some misunderstanding. ”

"If we continue to fight like this, at most, all of our people here will fight to the death, you see, how many are still standing?"

"Your Xiao Sheng is very powerful, but you are still not my opponent, if I want to kill you, you will not be able to leave alive, but now that so many people have died, I don't want to kill anymore, as a witness to last night's competition, I believe that when you calm down, you will definitely be able to figure out that the death of your Seven Princes has nothing to do with us."

Mei Zizhen was really calmed down a lot by what he said, so he continued to say coldly:

"The death of our Seventh Prince has nothing to do with you, but Qiao'er was killed by you with your own hands, and the grudge between us is irresolvable."

"I have many opponents of yours now, but I believe that one day I will be able to kill you with my own hands and avenge Qiao'er."

Tang Yuansi nodded with a cold face and said:

"I will always wait for you, although I am to avenge His Highness the Nine, but it is indeed me who killed him."

As they spoke, the people from the City Lord's Mansion in Ningle City finally arrived.

Lately, it seems to have always been the way they are used to appearing.