The "Saint of the North" was attacked by Ye Xiuwen's sword with one hand and was so angry that he couldn't breathe. After sealing two sticks one after another, he retreated. 25shu

But he was wrong. On the battlefield, the most impossible thing he could do was to leave his back to the enemy.

Because just imagine, when two armies confront each other, you turn around and escape, and the enemy will not be threatened, and then he will become extremely calm when taking action. Moreover, a person's back is undoubtedly the weakest defense, so turning around and escaping on the battlefield is undoubtedly the stupidest choice.

At this time, the "Saint of the North" made such a low-level mistake.

Ye Xiuwen is so smart? But when he saw the "Saint of the North" about to run away, the Lu sword in his left hand fell down, and the sword energy of the Tianshen sword above his head fell on the "Saint of the North" and the backyard hall as high as seven or eight meters high was cut open.

Boom!

This loud bang came, and the entire hall was chopped in half, and the remaining power of the sword energy exploded destroyed the entire hall.

Rumble,

The broken bricks and roof tiles flew around like shells. The smoke and dust were like sandstorms. In just a moment, the entire backyard of the Yan Prince's Mansion turned into a pile of broken bricks and rotten tiles.

"Ah? The Yan Prince's Mansion is destroyed!"

"That person really dares to kill King Yan?"

"Crazy, the fifth master of the Cao Gang must be crazy. If he kills the King of Yan, can he get rid of it?"

"Go to go, let's go quickly. Once the King of Yan dies, I don't know how many people will fall to the ground."

The guests from afar saw that they still dared to stay at this moment. Once the King of Yan died, no one present could escape. So at this moment, they also fled with Wang Feng.

But at this time, they didn't know that the King of Yan had escaped.

I mentioned before that the "Saint of the North" but saw Ye Xiuwen's strength soaring, he pushed the King of Yan. The King of Yan left at that time.

The "Sage of the North" stopped Ye Xiuwen and others, and that was the only time that battle was there.

Therefore, although the "Saint of the North" was killed by Ye Xiuwen with one sword, the King of Yan ran away.

Yue'er saw the 'Far North Saint' who died in the rubble and said, "This old guy is dead, but the King of Yan ran away."

"Hmph, he can't run away!"

Ye Xiuwen sneered because there were two people who were not here. One was Meng Qinglong and the other was Zhuque.

These two people are both smart people, so there is no need for Ye Xiuwen to say anything. But when he saw that the King of Yan ran away, he still didn't chase him.

But at this time, no one expected that in addition to some guards in the mansion, a group of black-clothed killers with high martial arts skills emerged.

These black-clothed killers are all very powerful in martial arts and have the strength of the Qihai Realm. More than 30 people blocked Zhuque and Meng Qinglong.

With Meng Qinglong and Zhuque's skills, I'm afraid that most people will definitely not be able to stop them. But strangely, these killers not only blocked the two people, but Meng Qinglong and Zhuque were also at a disadvantage.

Zhuque and Meng Qinglong are all masters in the Qihai Realm. However, facing these killers who are only at the Qihai level and the Qihai level are forced to retreat step by step.

Ye Xiuwen, who caught up, frowned slightly when he saw it, because he could tell what was going on. These black-clothed killers were fearless.

In other words, their sword skills are not only sharp, but also never care about the enemy's attack on them.

This is too difficult. The opponent will not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries and fight for injuries for injuries. Meng Qinglong and Zhuque cannot use their skills even if they have great abilities.

"Yue'er, lend me a sword!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted, Yue'er threw out his sword. Ye Xiuwen stepped on his left foot and flew to more than ten feet high after taking the sword.

"Cat, Suzaku dodge!"

Ye Xiuwen drank again, Meng Qinglong and Zhuque heard this, and quickly repelled their opponents backed.

At the same time, the black-clothed killers looked up at Ye Xiuwen in the air.

Two of them looked at each other, stomped their feet and flew into the air, as if they were about to knock Ye Xiuwen down.

But at this moment, Ye Xiuwen's sword technique had already been used, one of the unique skills of Kuaidao Sect.

With the sword technique, the sword light fell like a huge net.

The two flying killers looked horrified, and then the sword light shook, and the bodies of the two people disintegrated in the air, shattered and flew out.

When the other killers saw this, they not only did not retreat, but also held long swords like samurai swords and slashed into the air.

Ye Xiuwen saw that those people's sword skills did not release much energy. However, the fierce slash must have a level of first to second level of Qi Hai.

This is a bit incredible, but this idea is just a shocking moment.

“Tianluo and Earth-style,”

Ye Xiuwen shouted angrily and landed on the ground with his sword technique.

With a roar, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the earth was covered with sword marks.

The sword marks crisscrossed like giant nets. As they fell, the bodies of killers and the samurai swords in their hands were all broken into pieces.

"Yue'er!"

The blood mist had not yet dissipated, so Ye Xiuwen threw the sword back to Yue'er. And his people followed the direction of the corpses and followed closely.

Yue'er and others followed closely behind and found the escaped King Yan in the forest two miles away.

The King of Yan was in a very embarrassing moment, and even the crown on his head was lost, and his hair was scattered.

But when he saw Ye Xiuwen blocking his way, he gasped and said, "You and I have no grudges in the past today, why do you have to bite me and let go?"

"Haha! There is no grudge, but do you owe me money?"

Ye Xiuwen smiled and walked forward two steps, but the King of Yan took two steps back. But at this moment, Yue'er, Yuan'er, Meng Qinglong and others arrived and blocked the King of Yan's retreat.

The King of Yan knew that he could not escape, so he could only say, "This hero, what do you want? As long as I have it, I can give it to you. There is no problem even if you want to be an official. I can satisfy you all these."

"Tik, look, look? The prince is the prince. He speaks with great wealth. He can give me whatever I want. Hahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen laughed, and at this moment the Vermillion Bird said, "King Yan? Xiuwen had already made it clear just now that he wanted money."

"This, these 100 million taels are too much. I really can't afford that much money?" King Yan said with a puzzled look on his face.

"How many do you have?" Ye Xiuwen asked back. Because the purpose of his trip was really to kill the "Saint of North Sichuan" for money, that was just a matter of course.
Chapter completed!