Chapter 208 The flower face went out of the northwest, and the old man went downstairs
This sound quite harsh, but the killer didn't care much, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "I still have to ask the third prince for advice." With that, he clenched the long sword in his hand and turned it, and stabbed straight again.
Stepping on his own blood on the ground, in the dim environment, only the sword light appeared extraordinarily bright.
In front of the sword and his body, just about to deal with it, the corner of the third prince's eyes flashed, and the three millimeters of light came from behind, and went towards the girl on the ground.
"But that's it. With a cold voice in his mouth, the third prince turned around with his long sword, faster than the millilight, stretched out his left hand, pinched it on his fingertips, and the three silver needles still trembled.
There was still a three-inch distance from the dancing girl, and with a sound, let go, the needle fell to the ground, and the sword light on his back came.
Since others have used such methods, it is not a way for the girl to hide, thinking of this, the white-robed boy's eyes flashed, and he made a decision.
"Just listen to that bang! Guess what?" Liu Mang said, slammed the wine bowl in his hand on the table, and pointed his finger at Liu Yuan and said.
"What's the matter?" Liu Yuan also listened energetically, leaned forward a little, his eyes were focused, and asked in a low voice.
No longer selling Guanzi, Liu Mang said directly: "On the second floor of the Golden Bird Tower, a human-shaped hole was broken in the wooden wall, and a handsome man in a white robe flew out of his back with his back, and the wind blew his robe and black hair in the night, holding a white-faced folding fan, quite chic. ”
While speaking, Liu Mang was still shaking his head, and it was not difficult to see that he still had a little envy and yearning. Liu Yuan really wanted to pour cold water, with Liu Mang's respect, he had no chance with the word chic in this life.
"Go on, and then, don't sigh. Liu Yuankou interrupted Liu Mang's sinking thoughts, the white-robed prince must be the third prince.
Then, I saw a long sword flying out of the big hole in the human shape, followed by a black-clothed masked killer, the boy swayed backwards, blocking the oncoming sword with a folding fan in his hand, and the two fought each other three times in the air, although the sword light was strong, but even the boy's clothes were not cut. ”
Patting the table, Liu Mang was talking about a dry mouth, a jar of apricot blossoms was almost at the bottom, and his voice couldn't help but be a little louder, which attracted many people to look sideways and listen with their ears open.
Listening to Liu Mang's description, the picture of last night came to mind, and even Liu Yuan had a little admiration for these three princes.
Martial arts training is not an easy task, in addition to talent, you have to endure hardships.
Born in the royal family, pampered with excellent clothes and food, and willing to endure this hardship, his mental perseverance should not be underestimated.
Born in the royal palace, with high doors and white walls, and glazed and gold-lacquered palace compounds, how many intrigues and intrigues are too busy to be busy, and it is even more rare to have this ability.
"Hmph!" A sudden cold snort, accompanied by the sound of a wine bowl slamming on the table, interrupted Liu Yuan's thoughts.
Looking for prestige, I saw a bearded man, with a fine iron scimitar on his back, and a layer of fine short black hair on his head, which was not enough for a knuckle length.
staring at Liu Mang with both eyes, ignoring the eyes of others, he followed and said: "That's that assassin is weak and his swordsmanship is mediocre, how can it be that the white-robed boy brother has great martial arts, there is no hero at the time, and the vertical son is famous!"
"I want to ...... back then" The words were cut off at this point, and the bearded man was afraid that he would not be able to hold his mouth for a while, and if he said something taboo, he would be arrested by the official and shut up in time.
Drink the wine in the bowl and swallow the words back into your stomach.
He also wanted to talk about how the disciples of Jianque Villa were extraordinary in swordsmanship.
I also want to talk about even if there is no Jianque Villa, there are also those who are good at using swords, such as the Huaxi Sword Sect.
Don't say it, don't say it, all of them turn into a long sigh.
What shocking remarks did the bearded man want to say, who knows if it will rain or not, Liu Mang rolled his eyes.
Ignoring it, he continued to look at Liu Yuan and said: "Just look at these two people hitting the ground from the air, standing on the deck, within ten rounds, the killer was broken by the white-robed man's long sword." ”
"I thought the war was over, but it wasn't over yet. ”
With a pop, three people flew out of the water. With a bang, he stepped on the linked planks somewhere, and a few people jumped out of other flower boats, and for a while, countless attacks fell towards the middle of the deck in all directions from the sky and the earth. ”
Obediently, it was really hard work, Liu Yuan was glad that he was running fast at the moment, and if he was a few points slower, it was estimated that the treatment of the third prince would be on him.
At the same time, I was also a little curious, where was Liu Mang standing at that time, and he could see these things so clearly.
"The white-robed boy stood in the middle of the deck, facing attacks from all directions, Ling Ran was not afraid of ......" Liu Mang also knew that his voice was too loud, and began to deliberately lower his voice and said, as long as Liu Yuan alone could hear it.
The white-robed boy flew down to the deck, knowing that his guards didn't arrive, he should have been entangled, and the main target of those people was him, far away, the silly girl could be safe.
At a glance, there were about ten people, with different numbers of roads, but in his eyes, it was more like a group of rabble, and there was no one particularly top-notch at all.
However, even if it is a rabble, this increase can cause him some trouble.
In the ensuing siege, the white-robed boy was injured after all.
The white robe was as white as snow, and there were a little blood stains printed on it, like a red plum blooming in the dark night.
On the other hand, the 'rabble' is naturally hurt even deeper.
From beginning to end, it was just a folding fan, and those who made strange weapons were either pretending or really capable, and it was obvious that Gongzi was the latter.
Fan in his hands, so that it is both offensive and defensive, and there is a basis for advance and retreat.
"It seems that these people can't help him. Liu Yuan heard this and said softly.
Who knew that the voice fell, Liu Mang shook his head and said, "There is danger in the back." ”
"A person rushed from the pier, and the water was like walking on the ground, and before the person arrived, the momentum could not be concealed. ”
"The edge of more than a dozen killers was suppressed by one of them, and after stomping their feet on the deck, it was as if the whole ship was sinking, and a face was painted with bells and whistles, and it was impossible to see the true face. ”
It's just a bare fist, just like that, the white-robed boy didn't even have time to dodge, he was beaten upside down and flew out, the fan surface was visible to the naked eye, and he fell into the big river, and there was an explosion, hitting three zhang of water waves. ”
Barbarism, only these two words can describe the man who suddenly appeared, and even the more than a dozen killers were stunned for a moment.
The flower-faced man's eyes were like falcons, staring at the river and suddenly flying in the air, and a fist slammed down on the river, and in an instant, a cloud of bright red blood spread and infected underwater.
With a bang, the white-robed boy flew out of the water in embarrassment.
It was a tense moment, "Seeing that the white robe was about to become the ghost of the fist of the flower-faced man, an old man in cloth flew from the roof of the flower boat next door, and he was stopping in front of the flower-faced......"
"Little Er! ”