The prince hesitated: "But I don't understand why you want to kill the little god Hou Zhuge while he is alive?"

Chao Jianglong said angrily: "He deserves to die." Anyone who does not submit to our Nether God Cult will die. ”

The child's eyes were calm, and he said, "It seems that Guo Baiqi of the Divine Sword Hall and the South China Sea Jade Guanyin also killed them because they did not submit to your Netherworld God Sect." There was anger in the child's tone.

Chu Liuxiang has been investigating the death of the little god Hou Zhuge alive, Guo Baiqi and Nanhai Jade Guanyin, but he didn't expect to reveal the mystery here.

Chu Liuxiang showed a smile on her face, but that smile flashed like a meteor. Chu Liuxiang's heart was filled with gloom again, you must know that Lu Dao Zhuge is alive, Guo Baiqi and Yu Guanyin These people can be said to be masters in the rivers and lakes, and they can create their own sects, which is enough to show that they are not ordinary people, but they were easily killed by the people of the Netherworld God Sect, and the powerful relationship in this naturally made Chu Liuxiang feel shocked.

Chu Liuxiang also pinched a cold sweat for the son at this time.

Mixed Jianglong glared at the boy and said, "Yes, if you don't want to die, it's too late to leave now." ”

The boy pinched the coiling dragon flying knife in his hand and said, "You only have one chance." If your sword is not as fast as the throwing knife under it, then you are the one who falls. ”

The moment the Mixed River Dragon bowed his head, he stabbed out the short sword in his hand.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and the speed of the short sword is faster and more weird than the long sword.

The short sword flew away from the throwing knife from the childe and stabbed him in the throat.

In a panic, the boy quickly struck out another throwing knife in his hand.

With a slight wave of the Mixed River Dragon's hand, he caught the flying knife, and as soon as the flying knife turned in the Mixed River Dragon's hand, the tip of the knife was aimed at the neck of the young man.

When the flying knife struck the boy's throat, a happy smile appeared on the face of the mixed river dragon.

The boy was stabbed in the throat, his eyes rolled white, and blood was still flowing from his neck.

Although the big man behind the boy had superior arm strength, his movements were ten times slower than that of the mixed river dragon. By the time the bearded man moved the boy out of the chair, his head was tilted to the side.

The bearded man shouted in pain: "Master, wake up!"

The boy didn't make a sound.

Mixed Jianglong put the short sword in his hand to his mouth and blew it, "He will never wake up, a person who is shot in the throat by a flying knife will never wake up." ”

The sword of the mixed river dragon pointed at the bearded man and said, "If you don't want to die, leave as soon as possible." ”

The bearded man's eyes widened, he clenched his fists angrily, and said, "There is only Yi Bufan who died, and there is no Yi Bufan who escaped from the battle." Today, my master is dead, and I have not been able to protect him. Naturally, I should have died. ”

Mixed River Dragon's sword swung twice, and two more people appeared in front of him.

Wan Mei and Song Chai both stood in front of the mixed river dragon, and Wan Mei condensed and said, "There is still us." We won't watch you kill again. ”

Chao Jianglong sneered and said, "It's up to you, don't measure yourself!"

When Chaojiang Long said the four words "beyond his strength", the short sword in his hand had been stabbed out like lightning.

This sword was indeed twice as fast as his longsword.

Wan Mei and Song Chai had no weapons in their hands and could only dodge, but they underestimated the speed of the short sword.

When the short sword stabbed Song Chai's throat, Wan Mei's dragon claw hand was struck.

The mixed river dragon had time to pierce Song Chai's throat and then swing his sword to save himself.

Song Chai had lost the idea of living, his eyes had been closed, and the hand that attacked the armpit of the mixed river dragon did not even touch the mixed river dragon's clothes.

With a "dang", the short sword broke again, this time from the hilt.

Wan Mei didn't know who had broken the Mixed River Dragon's short sword, but she knew that this was his most advantageous opportunity to attack.

The dragon claw hand grabbed a piece of meat on the left arm of the mixed river dragon, and Song Chai slapped the mixed river dragon in the chest, knocking it out three zhang.

The Mixed River Dragon fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Wan Mei also wanted to step forward to ask for the life of the mixed river dragon, but she heard a loud bang on the roof, and the roof tiles and dust immediately fell.

Wan Mei and Song Chai didn't know who Lu Dao was coming, so they immediately hid to the side.

The dim light was in the dust, and the light in the room was even more dim.

When the dust was about to dissipate, Wan Mei saw a handsome boy in a white shirt, holding a fan in his hand, slowly fanning away the dust in front of him, and falling lightly.

The boy landed on a table in the dining hall. The fan in his hand is still fanning gently, and there is an orchid painted on his fan, and on the orchid there are five strong and powerful characters written on it: "I came to the moon".

Mixed Jianglong covered his heart, stood up with the support of a robber, he looked at the handsome man with a fan in surprise, and said, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"If you don't even know the world-famous Chu Liuxiang, then I'm afraid Your Excellency has lived in vain. ”

The person who said this actually startled Mingjianglong, Wan Mei and the others, they never thought that a person with a flying knife stuck in his neck could still speak.

Wan Mei happily looked at the son of the "flying knife", smiled happily, and said, "Childe, it turns out that you are not dead." ”

The boy threw the flying knife in his hand to Wan Mei and said with a smile: "The flying knife below has eyes. It can only exert force on the throat of the enemy, and only shrink into the stomach of his master. ”

Wan Mei took the flying knife, and when she pressed the tip of the knife lightly, the blade of the knife retracted into the hilt, and blood flowed out of the hilt.

Wan Mei looked at the boy happily and said, "Childe's flying knife really can't kill his own people." ”

Mingjiang Long's face was like Zhuge Liang's gossip array, full of doubts, and said, "But I obviously feel that the knife has pierced Your Excellency's throat. How?

Chao Jianglong didn't seem to believe that he would miss, and his face became even more ugly.

Chu Liuxiang gently fanned the fan and said, "You don't have to doubt it. Your Excellency's feelings are only the worst, and people who think about things based on their feelings usually don't end well. ”

Chaojiang Long's eyes moved to Chu Liuxiang's face again, and said, "You are Chu Liuxiang?"

Chu Liuxiang said leisurely: "Sometimes I hope that it is not Chu Liuxiang in the next." ”

Mixed Jiang Long said: "You broke the short sword in my hand?"

Chu Liuxiang's fan had been closed, and he gently touched his nose and said, "If Your Excellency's sword always wants to stab someone else's throat, then such a sword should be broken ten times." ”

Mixed Jianglong sighed and said: "It's okay, I have bad luck today, I met Chu Liuxiang, and I deserve to be unlucky." Thinking about it, I am afraid that only Chu Liuxiang can interrupt the short sword in his hand in this world. Therefore, in the hands of Chu Xiangshuai, who was defeated in the rivers and lakes, he was not wronged at all. ”