Fang Ling came to the foot of the mine and swept over the bandits with a calm expression, without any fear or panic on his little face, but as calm as if he was inspecting his own army.

The thieves whispered a lot of discussions, although Fang Ling was a little weak when he spoke just now, but he dared to walk down from the hillside alone, this courage was not vain, and the young man's eyes were sharp and deep, and no one dared to face him.

Chu Li jumped down from the stone and walked over slowly, he was a head taller than Fang Ling, and he was burly, looking tall and mighty, plus that tiger skin, he was full of domineering.

Chu Li laughed and said: "Your Highness, you are really bold enough, do you know that as long as I give this order, you will become a hornet's nest." ”

Fang Ling replied lightly: "I heard that the thieves in the Misty Mountain are all robbing money and not life, if the master of Chu Sanzhai really does this, isn't it breaking the rules of the road?"

Chu Li was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "It is worthy of His Highness, it is really to the point." After that, he casually hooked his finger and said, "Then, you can come!"

Fang Ling slowly pulled out the scimitar from the scabbard, a few days ago, Huang Jian had already tailored the scabbard for the Fire Pattern Beast Horn. At the same time, because the fire pattern beast horn is obviously different from ordinary knives in color and texture, in order to hide people's eyes, Huang Jian carefully created a hollow fine iron knife for the beast horn.

Just look at the process of this hollow knife, you can know why the Wu family has to ask him to cast the treasure knife, this hollow knife is only a millimeter larger than the fire pattern beast horn, the center is empty, just enough to put the fire pattern beast horn in, that is to say, this hollow knife is actually the first layer of scabbard, after loading in, the hollow knife and the handle are also placed a layer of small organs, once pressed, the hollow knife can be separated from the handle, and the fire pattern beast horn can be unsheathed out, forming a killing move.

In other words, now there are three layers of knives in Fang Ling's hand.

The innermost layer is the fire pattern horn, the second layer is the hollow knife, the hollow knife in addition to the heart of the knife is empty, used to hold the fire pattern horn, its appearance is no different from the ordinary knife, the thick knife back, with the Yin carved pattern of the blade and the sharp blade, and finally, the scabbard.

Chu Li didn't draw his sword, just stood with his hands in his hands, with an arrogant smile on his face, obviously not taking the opponent in front of him in his eyes, and even a little disdainful.

Indeed, although on the earth, there is a lot of rumor about the king of Shicheng, the most exciting thing is the civil and military balance on the imperial city hall.

However, no matter how hearsay this common person is, to the people in the martial arts, they just scoff, who would naively believe that a prince who is only 16 years old and has been hidden in the cold palace for 16 years can defeat the guards of the forbidden army?

What's more, the real martial arts people are also disdainful of the people in the forbidden palace.

Fang Ling was very calm, he knew what he thought of himself from Chu Li's eyes, so he didn't hesitate at all, the knife slowly lifted with the outward movement of his right elbow, and then leaped forward violently, like a bow from the string suddenly rushing out.

Chu Li's pupils shrank slightly, obviously he didn't expect Fang Ling's speed to be so fast, but this didn't affect any of his actions in the slightest.