The scene before them was beyond their imagination.

This is completely different from the martial arts and flying knives they imagined, and it is amazing.

Obsessed with the mystery of these flying knives, they were reluctant to run away, just wanting to take another look and see clearly.

Zhao Rongfei marveled in admiration: "Wonderful! How did the prince master this sword?"

Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "This started when I entered Mingwu Hall and started to practice the state-breaking mental method. In the main hall of Mingwu Hall, he told me the original situation, and omitted some things that could not be said.

He only talked about Dragon Transformation Technique and Yuxu Sword Sutra, which made Zhao Rongfei speechless.

I admire his genius.

Mingwu Palace has ancient inheritance, and their Golden Sword Sect also has ancient inheritance.

But these inheritances were shelved, and there were still people trying to practice them in the beginning.

Later I found out that it was a waste of time. If I had that kind of effort, I might as well practice the basic mental techniques of the Golden Sword Sect and improve my level faster.

In today's world, realm is fundamental.

While the two were talking, several more evil sect masters rushed towards them and were killed by eight flying knives.

The city guard arrived late.

Six city guards wearing dark green uniforms and red robes arrived at the Feixue Restaurant.

As soon as they entered the restaurant and saw the corpses on the ground, their faces suddenly darkened.

Seeing the eight flying knives hanging above Chu Zhiyuan's head, their expressions became even more ugly.

He immediately knew Chu Zhiyuan’s identity.

Many people don't know what happened when Chu Zhiyuan entered the city and fought, but they, as city guards, knew about it.

The situation at that time was so widely spread that it spread to all the city guards within half a day.

All the city guards knew that the Dajing envoy had arrived, the fourth prince Chu Zhiyuan.

The Grand Master's skill with flying knives is astonishing, and he can control flying knives just like living creatures.

Now they finally see it with their own eyes.

But there was no excitement at all, only a headache.

So many people died, and he was also a master of the evil sect.

This means that so many evil sect masters have sneaked into Tianjing City, which will definitely make the people in Tianjing City panic.

At that time, not only the common people will be dissatisfied, but the powerful will be even more dissatisfied.

The good days of their city guards are over, and they will definitely be exhausted to death, no better than an ox or a horse.

Thinking of this, they felt helpless and angry, staring fiercely at the pile of corpses.

These households were dragged aside by Guo Chi and the others, and were slowly shrinking. The first few assassins had turned into bones.

While the six city guards were taking care of the corpse, ten more evil sect masters rushed over from a distance, rushed directly into the restaurant, and pounced on Chu Zhiyuan.

The eight flying knives on Chu Zhiyuan's head went out and lightly passed over each head.

They fell down one foot in front of Chu Zhiyuan, their eyes dimmed, and they died completely.

The six city guards stared around angrily, and when they came to the entrance of the restaurant, they glanced around like hawks and pressed their hands on the handles of their knives.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "These evil sect monsters gathered here are the source of trouble. I have caused everyone trouble.

I got through it."

Zhao Rongfei said: "Without you, Crown Prince, they would still sneak into Tianjing City to do evil! - These monsters,

The best thing is to kill them all.”

He said solemnly: "What I admire most is that the prince dares to kill the demon!"

He hates evil so much that he wants to kill all the evil sects and monsters in the world.

But I deeply feel that my own strength is limited, and I want to kill the thief but am unable to do so.

Chu Zhiyuan realized his desire and killed the demons of the evil sect. At least thousands of the demons of the evil sect died in his hands.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I hope other people think like you, Mr. Zhao, and won't blame me for attracting evil sect monsters."

Zhao Rongfei shook his head and was about to speak when he found a young man slowly stepping into the restaurant.

The young man was deep in thought, his eyes were blank, and he kept walking.

He was completely unaware of anything strange about Feixue Tower.

He turned a blind eye to the city guard blocking the entrance of the restaurant and continued walking forward.

But the six city guards actually stepped aside to get out of the way and did not stop him.

Zhao Rongfei shouted: "Lao Wan! Lao Wan!"

The tall and handsome young man took the certificate and stepped over without even looking at the six city guards.

He came to the table and saw Chu Zhiyuan and Xiao Ruoling sitting opposite the window.

Suddenly seeing Xiao Ruoling's beautiful face, he felt comfortable for a moment, then turned away and his eyes fell on the eight flying knives above Chu Zhiyuan's head.

He stared at the eight flying knives with bright eyes, looked at Chu Zhiyuan, cupped his fists and said, "But the fourth prince?

"It is the Fourth Prince," Zhao Rongfei said to Chu Zhiyuan: "Your Majesty, this is the true inheritance of the Qiling Sect, the City of Ten Thousand Walls."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and smiled: "Master Wan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wanbicheng fisted his fist, still staring at the eight flying knives suspended in mid-air, and said with emotion: "I have heard about the name of the Crown Prince for a long time, and this is the flying knife!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile.

Wanbicheng stared at the flying knives with eager eyes and asked hurriedly: "How powerful are these flying knives?"

Zhao Rongfei pointed at the pile of bones: "Those who died under the flying knives were all masters of the evil sect. Those with strong cultivation were grandmasters, and those with weak cultivation were from the three realms of innate and post-innate."

"So powerful!" Wanbicheng was excited and reached out to pick up a flying knife.

The eight flying knives rose up one foot at the same time, avoiding his fingers.

Wanbicheng retracted his palm and sighed: "How wonderful!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

Zhao Rongfei said angrily: "Old Wan, you are so rude."

Wanbi City felt comfortable and came back to his senses. Then he clasped his fists solemnly and said, "I have offended you. My lord, please don't blame me."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "It seems that Mr. Wan is a person who focuses on cultivation."

"Yes, Lao Wan is obsessed with spiritual practice and doesn't pay much attention to other things." Zhao Rongfei shook his head: "He is confused and can easily offend others."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "This may not be a kind of happiness."

He is considered a martial arts idiot, but his cultivation level is not very high. He is also a third-level master, which is comparable to Zhao Rongfei's cultivation level.

"Lao Wan pursues martial arts." Zhao Rongfei said: "He is especially proficient in swordsmanship."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "The most powerful thing about Qiling Sect is its boxing, right?"

"Lao Wan likes to practice swordsmanship the most, and his swordsmanship is outstanding." Zhao Rongfei said with a smile: "We are of the same level, but if we really fight, I can't stop him from ten moves."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "Awesome."

Wanbicheng stared at him sternly: "Your Majesty, how about we compete?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "I also like martial arts, I can do some swordsmanship."

Wanbi Cheng said: "Your Majesty, you don't need a flying knife? How will this flying knife compare to my sword?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "When facing a flying knife, Mr. Wan, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to use your sword."

Wanbi Chengdao: "I most want to learn about these flying knives and see how powerful they are."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Okay, how about we go back to Sifang Pavilion?"

"It couldn't be better." Wanbicheng nodded quickly.

Zhao Rongfei also nodded.

They did as they were told, got up and walked out, walking straight out of Feixue Tower.

The city guards did not stop them and allowed them to leave.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head secretly.

This city guard is really slacking off and fooling around without even asking himself.

They stepped into the bustling crowd.

Chu Zhiyuan's flying knife hung above his head, shooting not far away from time to time, killing each evil sect master.

The whole street was immediately panicked.

By the time Chu Zhiyuan returned to the street of Sifangguan, he had killed thirty-three evil sect masters along the way.

Seeing such flying knives, Zhao Rongfei had given up all thoughts of sparring with Chu Zhiyuan.
Chapter completed!