One Thousand Eight Hundred and Eighty-Two Surprised

King Yujun's face was in extreme pain, and he was extremely sad to be pierced through his chest by that beam of saber energy. --

But he couldn't move, and felt so aggrieved that he couldn't add it.

"Looking for death, dare to hurt the county king, kill him."

Seeing King Yu's miserable state, his rather large number of bodyguards rushed towards Xiao Chen in fury.

Whoosh whoosh!

There were figures in the sky, these people were all elite stars, and their strength was not bad.

Xiao Chen pulled the Shenying Bow, and his soul power was exhausted, and he fought another battle with Yujun King.

It consumes a lot of strength, and it can still exert about 50% of its strength.

Facing so many enemies, it is obviously difficult to match.

"You scumbags, the more you dare to bully the less, there is no way."

When Princess Lan Luo exclaimed, and was about to let the eldest brother and father take action, a figure jumped out from Xiao Chen's back.

It was Yanchen, the little demon monk with a silver knife, who pointed in the air.

Tianxin finger swept out.

The little monk used the Tianxin Jue to integrate Buddhist exercises, and the Tianxin Finger created by himself is extremely powerful.

As soon as he pointed it out, he was the first to bear the brunt, and the group of people in the front were bounced away heavily.

After falling to the ground, he was deeply injured, vomited blood, and passed out from the pain.

The few people in the front were even more horrible, and there were no bones left after being instructed by this.

Whoosh whoosh!

Before it was over, the little monk's figure flickered, and his pink fist punched out.

If the Holy One doesn't come out, everyone can block his punch.

In a short while, the only ones who could block the little monk on the broken school field were the saints who came with Prince Yu.

However, the little monk is now completely reborn, and his fleshy body has been reshaped.

I even got the Tianxin formula left by the Scarlet Blood King,

His savvy is much more perverted than Xiao Chen's.

The Tianxin finger that has been comprehended is even stronger and boundless.

It's not like Xiao Chen didn't think about blending Tianxin Jue with his own consonant finger that day.

But try it out and find it's really not that easy.

There are too many difficulties involved, so I can only settle for the next best thing, combining Tianxin Jue with archery.

In the case of getting the Shenying Bow again, Xiao Chen broke another way.

The two great sages, the King of Yujun's bodyguard and guard, led several masters of the later stage of Xingjun, and joined forces to fight against the little monk, but they barely held it.

The little monk with the physical advantage is extremely flexible, and he is even stronger when he returns to the baby.

Such a situation is shocking.

Especially earlier, when arguing with the young monk, he despised the children of the Long family who dismissed him as a brat.

Feeling a slight chill in the back, if this level of strength hits him with a punch.

Come to think of it, the consequences were a bit terrifying.

Even the saints are a bit lost. If it were them, they would probably be blown up with a single punch.

"Damn, hate, hate!"

The Yujun King in the air was howling, and several followers went over, trying to dissolve the purple saber light.

All found, some at a loss.

That beam of extremely strange purple knife light was like substance, but it also carried a dreamlike ethereal and emptiness, which made them feel at a loss as to what to do.

What I have learned in my life, I can't explain how this kind of saber technique is generated.

"Young master, wait a moment, wait a moment, the power of this saber light is slowly weakening."

Several old men surrounded King Yujun, with sweat dripping from their foreheads, extremely anxious.

"I can't wait!"

King Yujun roared, holding the bundle of saber energy with both hands, and pulled it out little by little with all his strength.

I didn't pull out an inch, and the pain was heart-piercing.

It seemed that there was only this beam of saber light that 'inserted' into King Yu's chest, but in fact Xiao Chen used the saber to create a dream in front of him.

Invisibly, the knife light has penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Those who have penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness and the fleshy body get up early, without shadow or form, and they will be pulled out at this moment. But there are thousands of strands, like barbs, the pain and injury are extremely terrifying.

The soaring Yujun King, with a decisive look on his face, gritted his teeth and pulled out the spatula abruptly.

"Xiao Chen, I want you to die!"

His hair was disheveled, his figure was in a mess, his eye sockets were sunken, and he no longer had the slightest demeanor before.

With a roar, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, and an invisible coercion enveloped the entire school field.

In the sky, the endless figures of a dynasty, between illusion and reality, looming.

The terrifying power of the dynasty emanated from above, making everyone present feel a burst of great pressure.

The heels are weak and some stand unsteadily.

"It's over, this Prince Yu is going to risk his life. He wants to use his own blood to forcibly shake the foundation of the dynasty. With the supreme imperial power, crush Xiao Chen. This is to die together."

"Unless he is on the throne, or has Yan Huang's edict, he can really mobilize the imperial background. He is the king of the county, but it is not enough!"

"Let's go, let's go, Prince Yu is crazy."

The children of the Long family and the generals of the Hou family who stayed in the school grounds all changed their expressions and fled one after another.

call out!

But just when the terrifying imperial background was about to be transformed into ancient cities, a king's will sprang out from the high platform.

As soon as this will comes out, everyone in the four directions will feel the desire to worship.

Boom, the terrifying imperial heritage in the sky is crushed by this will.

"Come here, heal King Yujun."

Long Tenghou, who had been silent on the high platform, spoke for the first time after dismissing Prince Yu's crazy fight with a wave of his hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, many masters sprang out of the Hou's mansion, and they couldn't help but control Prince Yu and take him away.

"It's all gone, this exercise is over."

Long Tenghou got up, without looking at Xiao Chen, he turned and left with the senior officials of the Hou Mansion.

But Long Yan, after getting up, took a deep look at Xiao Chen.

Today, he was really shocked by the demeanor of this swordsman in white, even if he was a prince, maybe it was nothing more than that.

No, the princes' cultivation might be higher than Xiao Chen's.

But this kind of demeanor, this kind of domineering, the current prince, can be compared with Xiao Chen, there are definitely only a handful of them, and there are very few phoenixes.

Seeing that Xiao Chen turned his gaze, he quickly turned around and left the place with his father.

Whoosh!

Lan Luo had no scruples, and floated lightly, landing beside Xiao Chen. He frowned and said, "Are you alright, this Prince Yu has gone crazy for some reason. I really misjudged this person by targeting you like this. I was still thinking about whether to join the Divine Sword Pavilion with him."

Xiao Chen looked ahead and said calmly: "Fortunately, the little monk helped me block these people, and your father stopped King Yu's desperate effort. I'm fine."

King Yujun was taken down, and his entourage, guards, had no intention of fighting.

But now he didn't want to leave, so he just left.

The little monk was determined to teach this group of people a lesson and not let them withdraw at all.

"Little ancestor, we were wrong, let's go."

"Stop beating, you kid, why are you so unreasonable."

The two saints were struggling to support them, but those old men in the later stage of Xingjun were beaten out of temper.

The pink and tender little fist hit the body, it was so painful that it felt like an old bone was about to fall apart.

"You guys are allowed to bully my eldest brother, so don't you allow me to bully you? Is there any law or law of heaven? If you don't beat you down, I will never stop!"

He spoke righteous words, but the baby's small face had a smirk on it.

In fact, the little monk just had an itchy hand, and he didn't make a move after holding it in for so long. This time, he couldn't hold it back.

Seeing such a situation, the children of the Long family were dumbfounded.

It is indeed a genuine little ancestor, and anyone who sees it will have a headache. This Xiao Chen and the little monk, a pair of "father and son" is really invincible.

One is more terrifying than the other, who would have thought of the cute little monk who looks harmless to humans and animals.

It is even more violent than Xiao Chen, which makes people feel intimidated.

Lan Luo was also surprised when he saw this somewhat disobedient situation, but when he remembered something, his face suddenly became sad.

"No, you have offended Prince Yu, and the Prince Yun behind him will definitely not let it go. If you are 'made' into a wanted criminal by the dynasty, then you will be in big trouble."

Xiao Chen didn't take it seriously, and said softly: "This is exactly what your father wants to see."

"ah!"

Lan Luo's charming face changed drastically, her chest rose and fell, she was really surprised.

While studying at Beijing Lu Academy, I wrote a chapter during my lunch break. Do you have any friends in Beijing? If you have time, please have dinner. Get together. --30245+dsuaahhh+26057068-->