Weiyangcao, it's been a long time since anyone has encouraged and comforted me so much, and tears are running ......

The wind was blowing, the sword qi swept through the air, and the screams resounded, followed by a shock with the air.

The stronger and stronger voice seems to come with the head held high and in a gradually surging posture.

Cui Siyuan, the third prince who was meeting guests, heard the noise outside getting louder and louder, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "I'll go out and have a look first, sixth brother, you entertain Mr. Ning for me first." ”

A middle-aged man with the temperament of a scholar smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Third Highness, it's okay, since we have talked about the little business of the Ning family, it is better to take a look together." ”

"It's all good, it's all good, hahaha, let's go together. The six princes, who were restless like thorns in their buttocks, laughed, and said as they walked: "Where is the business that the Ning family is doing, where is it still small, I am afraid that we have thirty percent of the spirit plants in the twilight blood, and they are all done by the Ning family...... Big deal, definitely big deal. I said third brother, you are about to become the prince's person, this place is too small. ”

"It's not small. The third prince, Cui Siyuan, touched the pillar and said nostalgically: "Since I have practiced to the Imperial Qi Realm, I have only lived for these years, which is really not small." ”

The six princes were a little embarrassed when they boarded, and the prince of twilight blood did not reach the imperial qi realm, and he could not enjoy the full set of genuine prince treatment. There are no less than seven or eight light gods around Cui Siju, and there are only a few spirit realms that have no future and no pursuit.

That's right, even siblings, even if they are all princes, there is such a big gap.

When the family is big and the business is big, there are more people. There are too many people, and a prince who has no talent in martial arts and no talent will not have a sense of zài. Tan Weiran was born to enjoy the treatment of the only heir of Tobu alone, and it is estimated that many princes will be jealous and their eyes will be green.

As soon as I pushed the door and walked out, there were countless noisy sounds. It was like a wave of sound, and the head hit and the brain buzzed for a moment.

The three princes and the others suddenly turned slightly pale, and listened carefully. And I heard the many cries of harmony, the sound of running from place to place, and the sound of the wind breaking through the air. Of course, there is also the loud scream, which is always screamed neatly, and even stops abruptly in the middle of the scream. It's neat and tidy.

Seeing a few people coming out, several guards belonging to different people outside the house stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, there is an enemy who has broken into the mansion and opened a killing spree, and ordinary guards can't stop the comer at all." Your Highness, do you see?"

Cui Siyuan's face sank: "Look who it is!"

The Sixth Prince and Mr. Ning both looked a little weird, obviously, they thought of countless possibilities like him. It's the northward faction, it's the father. Is it a Korea-China force, a local power, or a sectarian force?

Everyone was dissatisfied with him, the prince who was about to become the crown prince and would soon succeed to the throne, and it was said that everyone had a reason to kill him. But he is the one that everyone can barely accept, and no one will use such extreme measures to kill him at this time.

"What's there to see. It's not three-headed and six-armed. Fang Tiange muttered casually, with a faint reluctance on his face.

This is by no means the attitude of a qualified personal guard. But the third prince, Cui Siyuan, turned a blind eye. Fang Tiange would act as a bodyguard for some time before he ascended the throne, an agreement between him and the Dongjin faction, strictly speaking, a group of "revenge factions" led by Wen Younan.

When Cui Siyuan and the others came to a wide place with rockery pavilions and flowing water, they saw a man in Tsing Yi wielding a sword like rain in this killing place, and every time the sword light poured out like rain. One by one, the figures that rushed towards him wailed and roared. Immediately, the sword aura turned into fear and screaming.

Immediately, a large amount of blood splattered out involuntarily, and he couldn't get up when he fell to the ground.

The popping sound was endless, and the figures were swept away by a circle of agitated sword qi, and the blood and organs were pouring like rain from the sky.

Or like a ghost. Sword after sword, stabbing into someone's throat or heart.

The voice was noisy and the screams were terrible, wrapping Cui Siyuan and his party in a kind of pain, lightly stirring their nerves. Cui Siyuan's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that every time the man in Tsing Yi swung his sword, it was like swinging at himself, always giving people a sense of deadly danger.

Seeing the appearance of the man in Tsing Yi clearly, Fang Tiange was stunned at first, and then gritted his teeth: "It turned out to be him! I said who is so arrogant!"

Once, he, a genius, was actually repelled or even defeated by another person who was not as good as him, that was the most angry and humiliating thing in his life, how could he forget this person. "Your Royal Highness, this person's surname is Tan, his name is not true, the son of the Marquis of Tobu ......"

Speaking of this, Fang Tiange came to his senses and froze: "Hey, didn't they all say that he was dead?"

Before we talk about it, everyone will take a look. said that the son of the Marquis of Tobu knew who it was when he ascended. Cui Siyuan and others said in unison: "Talking about it?!He didn't die?!"

Just look at the fact that he has not killed people like hemp, and there is no sign of softness at all, which is like a dead man, who is clearly much more alive and vigorous than everyone else.

Many monks disdain to kill people who are far inferior to themselves, but Tan Weiran does not have such reserve. As long as he is considered an enemy, he dares to fight if he is strong, and he will not be soft when he is weak. A quick glance around: "With so many guards, it seems that they are really not ordinary princes." ”

Cui Siyuan is now about to become the crown prince, and he is basically worthy of the treatment of the prince, with countless guards. But there were also a lot of people who fell under Tan Weiran's sword, blood and corpses, piled up layer by layer like a hill.

It was a river of blood, staining this empty place red. The blood trickled into the pond and smeared with a large patch of red.

But in the face of the successive guards, not only did he not relent, but he was in high spirits of killing, and the more he invested, the more the killing intent boiled. Even Cui Siyuan and the others, who just came, can clearly capture Tan Weiran's undisguised killing intent and ruthlessness!

No one doubts that Tan Weiran can continue to kill until he loses his true qi and strength, or the opponent completely loses his courage and morale.

It's a shocking scene!

The fall of one companion after another became a lesson from the past. The guards' eyes were scarlet, but their faces were filled with fear, and it was difficult to describe whether they were fear, anger, or fear. Shouting, roaring and mourning, carefully surrounding, I don't know whether I should continue to die!

For example, the guards who originally wanted to show themselves in front of the future emperor rushed to Tan Weiran bravely, but in the end, all they got was blood and despair. Eventually, no one wanted to express themselves anymore.

Tan Weiran smiled lightly, he didn't get much blood, and he was still leisurely and elegant in a green shirt. Flowing blood, stacks of corpses, and a horde array of terrified enemies around him, all the scenes set off his leisurely and calm temperament.

Although tens of millions of people are alone!

He moved one step, and all the guards in front of him took three steps back, moved again, and retreated!

Cui Siyuan and the others had the feeling of being slapped for a moment, and their faces were hot. It is simply a shame to be beaten to the point of cowardice by a person, to the point of fear, and to be afraid to face the enemy.

"Your Highness, I'll go and take off this guy's head. A person behind Cui Siyuan shouted violently: "Thief, dare to break into the mansion of the Third Highness, prepare to die!"

Soaring in the air like a big bat gliding over a hundred feet, it silently blasted a punch with a claw in the blink of an eye. His whole arm was faintly soft and boneless, and it was entangled like a spirit snake, almost breaking Tan Weiran's neck.

Twenty into a fist!

He has been a personal guard for the three princes for many years, although he has won the trust of the three princes. But when Fang Tiange and the other gods came one after another, he didn't want to eat this old trust. In this battle, he is determined to win!

Victory, no defeat!

Tan Weiran was slightly moved: "This person is old, and he can still practice twenty percent of his spirit, and this persistence is really good." ”

A faint strand of affection flowed quietly in the bottom of his heart, and Tan Weiran sighed slightly. Facing the opponent's fist, his wrist shook slightly, and a burst of agitated screams popped out of the Shutu Sword in his palm, and the voice was extremely high, turning into a touch of purple!

Purple. Mystical purple.

Fang Tiange still remembered it vividly, staring at this purple color, he had a feeling of worrying, the instinct of a martial artist made him capture a potential danger.

If it is said that the fist is like a spiritual snake, the sword is sharp and domineering.

With just one sword, the spirit snake was cut off, the spirit was broken, and it dissipated without a trace. This person was horrified, thinking that it was impossible, how could he not even be able to resist the twenty percent spirit he had worked so hard to cultivate, so he was stabbed and dissipated so lightly.

This person didn't have time to think about it, and unexpectedly ushered in the purple that crossed the air like a meteor. This person's light purple sword tip pierced through his sixth-order golden body that he had cultivated for many years, and then disappeared into his throat.

The tip of the sword came out from the back of the head, and the sword body was bloodless, only a puff of white gas.

It was the steam of blood, and it stinked.

The man's throat gurgled, and his eyes were full of disbelief and regret, was he too weak, or was the enemy too strong? But at his age, could he live to be a dog. Reaching out to grab something, only to catch the air, and falling down on his back.

With a stomp of his feet, Tan Weiran turned into a streamer, passing through the guards and only taking Cui Siyuan.

With a swing of the sword, the flash of white light almost cut through the space. Its sharpness is almost unmatched.

"It's not good!Third Prince, he's coming at you!" Fang Tiange blurted out, shouting and intercepting at the same time.

Fang Tiange threw a punch, and there was an indescribable Hongda sound in the sky, just like the sound of the Nine Heavens Buddha: "Talk about it, now I will learn your Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound, and you will also take my move!"

Buddha nodded!

The mighty four-percent fist, there is a Buddha statue roaring and rumbling "bow down".

Like a white light, the worldly sword qi slashed at this big Buddha, and I saw that the surface of the Buddha's body burst slightly, bursting out an extremely profound sword mark. Fang Tiange couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, the edge of this sword was simply unstoppable!

In the blink of an eye, the streamer turned by Tan Weiran rushed out of the magnificent purple thunder, which was the momentum of sweeping thousands of armies.

"Hahaha, you have the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound, I have ......" A move Buddha nodded and just cast it, and was swept away by the thunder and lightning sword spirit, and quickly exploded. Fang Tiange's words came to an abrupt end, full of disbelief. (To be continued......)