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At this time.

The young man of the Hidden Sword had indeed exhausted the true qi in his body, and he could not use his true qi to return to the Savior, and his speed would never be faster than that of the black-clothed Three Holy Envoys.

Moreover, they are not prepared to turn back to the Savior.

Just staring at the wooden wall behind the curtain of the Gathering Hall.

The sword-hiding boys drew their crossbows from their waists, loaded them with crossbow arrows and took aim.

Zangyi's expression was solemn, and he made a gesture that only a young man with a hidden sword could understand, and slowly surrounded him.

Inside that wooden wall, it seemed that there was their great enemy.

Now.

The entrance of the Justice Hall.

"Kill!"

The black-clothed Three Saints made a few ups and downs, and quickly killed in front of Summer, with a hideous face: "Die!"

"Get out of here!"

Zang Jiu was not afraid, blocking in front of Summer's body, his true qi attached to the surface of the sword, and his power exploded in full force.

But she has only advanced to the rank of a third-rate martial artist, and there is a huge gap between the true qi of the inner family and the peak of the second-rate martial artist.

"Click"

Zangjiu's sword was shattered, and his small body was thrown away.

"Poof"

Zangjiu only felt a sweetness in her throat, and a stream of blood rolled in her chest, unable to hold it down any longer, and spurted out.

Blood, very bitter.

At this time.

The sword of the black-clothed Three Holy Envoys was only 001 cm away from the center of Summer's eyebrows, and the true qi attached to the sword stabbed the skin of Summer's eyebrows.

At this moment, the black-clothed Three Saints felt like they had won!

The next moment, the sword would pierce through the center of the waste prince's eyebrows.

In the future, glory and wealth will accompany him for the rest of his life.

Rights, beauties, he will have them.

This waste prince is wrong!

In this chaotic era of Great Xia, good people don't live long, disasters will last for thousands of years, and only by being wicked can they live freely!

He swears by his wicked deeds!

But.

Why, his sword hadn't pierced into the eyebrows of this waste prince?

Is time slowing down?

Or did the sword not stab forward?

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys had some bad feelings in their hearts.

He squinted his eyes and saw how the tip of the sword was caught by that waste prince with his palms?

When will an ordinary person be able to clamp the sword of a second-rate peak master?

He's furious!

It's a death search!

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys felt that their martial arts had been insulted!

He is ready to gather all the true qi in his body, smash the hand of this waste prince, and kill again!

But!

Why did his abdomen hurt so much?

Why can't he gather true qi?

Why can't he hold the sword?

Why did the body become so heavy?

"Puff"

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys fell to their knees, gave up the sword in their hands, and twitched weakly.

His heart was like falling into the abyss, and he couldn't do it in a panic: "What's wrong with you?"

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys lowered their heads, and only then did they see clearly that three inches below his navel, nailed with a long needle shining with silver light, piercing his dantian and abolishing the place where his inner family's true qi gathered.

When was he pierced?

He doesn't know!

"Ahh

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys let out a terrifying cry of pain, like a badly injured wild dog!

In the dark.

He sensed greater danger coming his way.

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys suddenly looked up, and saw that the waste prince was holding his sword and cutting off his left hand!

"Ahh

The pain, like an iron cone, pierced his soul.

"Don't!"

In the terrible screams of the black-clothed Three Holy Envoys, his right hand fell!

"How can your hand speed be faster than my sword?"

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoy's eyes turned red, and he shouted in despair: "Erlong Mountain Lord, don't you still do it?"

"If I die here, my eldest sister will not let you go. ”

"You're going to die, too!"

At the time of these three sentences, the legs of the three black-clothed holy envoys had disappeared, and they had become "human sticks" like the evil bandits in the Gathering Hall.

His wailing appearance is no different from that of the bandits, they are all so relieving!

A moment later.

The black-clothed Three Saints fainted in pain.

That's when it happened.

Zangyi said coldly: "Shoot!"

"Whoosh"

With a sharp whistling sound, the bolts burrowed into the wooden wall behind the curtain, shooting countless thin holes.

"Uh-huh"

The sound of someone being hit by an arrow was heard.

That's when it happened.

"Boom"

The walls behind the platform collapsed, the dust shook the earth, and the broken planks flew around.

Suddenly.

A wooden house, no smaller than the Justice Hall, appeared in front of everyone.

In that room, too, there was a high platform.

There was a huge bed on it, and on it sat a majestic man, with eagle eyebrows and wolf eyes, a battle helmet on his head, wearing iron armor, holding a spear, and said with a gloomy face: "Lord Wang, it is rumored that you are stupid and stupid, just a nerd who likes to read." ”

"But the prince always said that you were pretending. ”

Originally, it would have been unbelieving. ”

"But today, Ben will see your demeanor with his own eyes, and only then will he know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right!"

"You're hiding so well []