23 My Name is Mo Ye (2)
"Arrogant boy, cut me Liu Wan back and forth to you!"
"We'll come too."
Knife light, sword shadow, whip marks, gun marks, and deadly moves. Night Twilight Han wandered between the light and shadow of the knife and gun, the dagger in his hand flew over, a move was drawn on the hand holding the sword, the long legs stepped on, the sword-wielding man flew out upside down, and the night twilight Han borrowed his strength to turn over a blade, inserted in the temple of the big man holding the knife, and between breaths, the two were dead. The woman with the whip was a ruthless character, with rows of barbs on her long red whip, and if you were not careful, you would be bloody. Night Twilight Han mobilized the aura and dagger blade, and with a volley in the air, a blood arc broke through the air and flew towards the man with the gun, the man picked up the gun, and just heard the "poof" sound, the man with the gun flew out upside down, the silver gun in his hand had been broken into two sections, and a wound of blood gushed out of his chest. The night twilight cold had no intention of fighting again, and turned over and hit the whip-wielding woman's Tianling Gai with a palm.
After five breaths, no one stood up, and the night twilight just turned to leave.
"Wan'er, my granddaughter, who is it, who killed my granddaughter Liu!" An old man with a white beard was holding a whip-wielding woman who had lost her breath, roaring madly.
"Liu Sheng, it's him, it's this cloaked man who killed Miss Wan'er."
"Evil, die!" The old man volleyed in the air, and he actually had the power to break through the air, and the night twilight was cold for a while, and he couldn't dodge.
"Bang!" The tremendous impact smashed through trees everywhere, knocking people on their backs. "Ahem~ahem!" The old man's cough came, and everyone held their breath and stared, and the dust was quiet, revealing Liu Sheng and the cold of the night, but Liu Sheng, who should have won easily, fell to the ground in decadence, and the blood on the corner of his mouth made the old man look embarrassed. Turning to look at the cloaked man, there is no mess.
"Ahem, cough~ Dare to ask who His Holiness is?" Liu Sheng stood up tremblingly and made a big salute, respectful. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound.
"But idlers!" The cold of the night suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and the red eyes that were coiled on his wrists were not dimmed.
"Liu Sheng, is there something wrong?" A four-clawed green dragon drove away, and the person with the head of the dragon was dressed in a golden silk jade pendant robe, wearing a crown of purple gold inlaid with beads. Behind him, Zhang Lao, who had just left, followed behind.
"See the prince of the song of the dynasty!" Liu Sheng bowed his hand slightly, obviously not too respectful.
"Liu Sheng doesn't have to be polite! Dare to ask who this Venerable One is? The prince asked knowingly. Night Dusk Han saw Elder Zhang behind the crown prince, sneered, and did not answer. The prince didn't expect this cloak man to be so ignorant, and the dragon power on his body conjured up a four-clawed golden dragon hovering above the head of the prince of Chaoge, exuding a terrifying dragon might. Liu Sheng snorted, a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, and the king character was the head, resisting Long Wei. Night twilight Han raised his eyebrows, this Chaoge prince Yin Xian was testing himself.
"You don't have to worry about it." After the Li Ling on Hao's wrist finished speaking, the sky above the sky of the night twilight cold was almost like a darkness, and a huge crimson beast pupil suddenly opened, nearly a hundred times larger than the golden dragon. The huge coercion permeated the top of the cold head of the night and also permeated the top of everyone's head, and some of those who were too poor in cultivation had already spat blood from their mouths and were dying.
"Venerable, spare our lives!" The major families, Prince Chaoge and Liu Sheng couldn't support Qi Qi to ask for mercy. "Venerable, this prince implores His Holiness to be my honored guest of honor in the Yang Kingdom."
"Oh? Shangyang Kingdom? VIP? ”
"Yes, this is my country's Shangyang Order, as long as the Shangyang Order is presented, half of the country's financial resources can be mobilized. This is a small gift from our country, please accept it with a smile. ”
Ye Duhan looked at these "nobles" who should be high, bowing their heads one by one, inviting pets and flattery, and I didn't think it was funny. "Okay, I'll take it." The mute voice that can be changed makes it difficult to distinguish between young and old. Prince Chaoge felt that the Shangyang Order was gone, and he was so anxious that he raised his head, and a black figure was stepping on an illusory blood-colored python, swaying up. "Prince, remember, my name, Mo Xie!"