didn't even survive a breath, and an extremely abnormal flush surged out of Yuan Huan's face.

There was a painful look between his eyebrows and eyes, and a large amount of scarlet spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person seemed to be lifted out by a huge force, and his feet flew out of the ground.

Seeing this, the faces of the soldiers behind him changed greatly, and several people gathered around to catch Yuan Huan, only to find that his chest was broken, and his armor and clothes were all broken, revealing his bloody chest.

The wound is so deep that the sternum is clearly visible.

Yuan Huan gritted his teeth, but he was so angry that he didn't make a sound of pain.

His hands trembled but he quickly pulled out a thin gold thread from his waist, the tip of the thin sword was sharp, piercing directly into the flesh of the wound, and the action was extremely skillful and fast to suture the wound, the white bone covered it, and the terrifying injury finally did not continue to bleed.

And this action, he seems to have done it thousands of times on the battlefield.

Not only him, but every soldier here, under the battle armor and cloak, has countless such golden threads.

Although these golden threads bring extremely cruel pain, they can save people's lives at critical moments.

Yuan Huan and the others looked in the direction of the attacker.

Beneath the blade was a pair of extremely yin inverted triangular eyes, and his eyes radiated a bloodthirsty light.

What is shocking is that the attacker in front of him actually looks to be no more than a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, and he is outrageously young.

The palm of the right hand is mutilated, and the wrist is cut off from the point down.

The boy held the knife in his left hand, there was no childishness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his whole body exuded an aura as dangerous as a beast, and his murderous aura was comparable to that of the demon of the world.

The boy was extremely ordinary-looking, with dark skin, ragged clothes, messy hair that had not been taken care of for many years, and was covered with thick grease and extremely sloppy.

If you ignore his extraordinary aura, Yuan Huan even feels that he is a bit like a poor wild boy in the countryside.

However, at this moment, he was cold.

Because the boy in front of him actually has the aura of Tongyuan Realm.

Twelve-year-old Tongyuan Realm!

Everyone gasped and their scalps tingled.

It's unheard of!

It has even broken the rumored miracle of the prince Wu Ying.

The boy did not rush to continue the attack, his cruel eyes were like wolves patrolling the prey that had fallen into his hunting range.

He looked like he had a good chance of winning, dragging a huge bone knife and sitting steadily on the broken mountain.

looked at the army in front of him playfully, and his eyes were extremely disdainful: "This is the famous Gu family army, the new Kunlun Nu Legion?"

Yuan Huan's deep gaze fell on the bone knife in his hand, not because he felt deep fear because he realized the horror of this knife. Rather, the bone knife was so strange that it fused with the boy's left hand, and at first glance, it looked like a terrible monster extending out of his body.

It's really weird.

He had never heard of such a number one person in Kyushu.

"You must be curious about who I am right now?"

The boy's cold, bloodthirsty gaze scanned everyone like a wolf.

As he spoke, the huge bone knife in his hand began to twist and deform, and finally quickly merged into his body and disappeared.

The bone knife vanished, and a dark moon demon mark appeared on his brow, and the boy's smile in the dark jungle was twisted with malice.

"My name is Cao Gen, I came from your Great Jin Rashomon Prison Prison, I wanted to integrate into the demon bones of this Lonely Moon Wolf King, and let your Great Jin prince taste the taste of being trampled under his feet, but ......"

He sneered: "That cheap lifespan is too short, and it saves me a trouble, but Gu Jinyan has to die, and none of you can save him." ”

Yuan Huan smiled coldly: "The great rebellion who came out of the Rashomon prison is also worthy of insulting His Royal Highness the Prince, but he relies on the evil path to improve his cultivation, what is there to be proud of." ”

Cao Gen laughed out loud, and his smile raged: "I'm just proud, because I'm about to kill a thousand of you by myself, why can't I be proud!

Have you not forgotten that your famous old prince Ye of the Great Jin Dynasty has gone to the Wuyue Imperial City in person since more than a month ago, and bowed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for three days and three nights.

He raised his left arm, his thin fingertips flickering as if a sharp light was there.

Yuan Huan didn't see how he attacked at all, and there was a faint black line wrapped around the necks of the hundred soldiers who were supporting him behind him.

Puff puff puff!!

The heads flew out like rain.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Yuan Huan's eyes stiffened as he watched the burly body of the soldier behind him collapse suddenly, and the bowl-sized wound on his neck was as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of wound seeping.

He couldn't move as the faint black thread that severed their heads emanated from his chest.

Yuan Huan's heart was shocked.

What kind of knife is this!

A knife slashed through his body, and there was still such a terrifying knife intent left in his body!

Looking at the dead hundred comrades, Yuan Huan's eyes were red.

Cao Gen showed a twisted smile with incomparably malice: "Don't worry, I'll be the last to kill you, you are the leader, I want you to watch your companions, one by one here one after another." ”

"Dog thing, give you a long face!" The sudden voice made Cao Gen's smile stiffen slightly.

In the dark jungle, a pale man with a lack of qi and blood slowly walked out, he was surrounded by cold butterflies, and his aura was gloomy, which made him look a little like a resentful ghost in the world.

Cao Gen's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smile, tilted his head, and called out the person's name very affectionately: "Yunqiu, why did you appear here." ”

Xia Yunqiu lost a lot of weight, his face was thick and pale and sickly, he clenched his fists to cover his mouth and coughed lightly, but there was contempt in his eyes: "You are just a dog I raised, who gives you the qualification to call me by name." ”

Cao Gen looked aggrieved, but his left hand was quietly covered behind him, his palm cracked open with blood silently, and a bone knife dagger turned out of it, which he held tightly in the palm of his hand.

Xia Yunqiu had stepped into the Tongyuan Middle Realm half a year ago, and if he wasn't careful, I'm afraid he would die here.

"Yunqiu, you don't go to accompany your master Manniang, what are you doing here to spoil my good deeds?"

When Xia Yunqiu's face was gloomy, he didn't speak.

Just raised his hand slightly, the anti-cold sword on his waist came out of the sheath in response, thousands of cold butterflies flapped their wings, and the intense frost powder particles were like needles in the rain.

Under the scaling of the sword qi, Cao Gen's hands hidden behind him were actually locked by his powerful sword qi aura, and his hands were covered with frost and ice thorns, which were cold and difficult to move.

And the cold butterflies fluttering in the air still flew towards Cao Gen.

Cao Gen's pupils widened, and his heart said Is this the difference between the first realm of Tongyuan and the middle realm?

It's clear that it's only a small realm, but the terrifying suppressive power makes people so helpless.

Xia Yunqiu sneered: "The dog I raised, if he is disobedient, he will bite people indiscriminately here, of course he will be beaten to death with a stick." ”

Cao Gen's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, but he was not desperate and panicked.

His nature is like a maggot in the gutter, even if he is completely sure that he can kill these thousand people, but he did not expect the unexpected to happen.

"You husband and wife still want to watch the play and see when! If I die, aren't you afraid that Wu Yingdian will sin?!"

The dark and cracked aura spread from all around, and the towering ancient trees that could not see the end at a glance withered and fell under the shroud of this breath, and the movements of the cold butterflies flapping their wings were also significantly slowed down.

The strong intent of death spread for hundreds of miles, and birds continued to fall suddenly in the sky.

The green leaves of the new spring are withered and yellow, revealing the will of barren death.

A woman in black appeared beside Cao Gen at some point, her eyes empty.

The once black eyes had completely turned into a dark gray color at this moment due to the cultivation of the Mahayana realm of the Dead Desolation Sutra, and it looked like a gray sky in the autumn dusk.

Her voice said without any ups and downs: "Self-righteous guy, in front of Xia Yunqiu, you are still a dog, and in front of His Royal Highness Wu Ying, you can't even be called a dog." ”

The extremely insulting words did not anger Cao Gen, but instead he grinned.

In this world, only I understand the thoughts of His Royal Highness Wu Ying, who is also a father killer, how can others understand and experience that kind of loneliness and cold-bloodedness, one day, His Royal Highness Wu Ying will need me to come to his side. ”