Chapter 1114 It’s Not Me, It’s Him!

The Golden Armored Guard hesitated for a moment, and in that instant another person was chopped into blood mist by Li Chuyi. Seeing this, the Golden Armored Guard did not dare to delay any longer, and rushed forward to surround Li Chuyi, but the figures flashed, and Li Sinian and the other two stood in front of them.

The three of them were also ruthless, Li Chuyi was already bloodthirsty, and they naturally could not just watch.

The swords and knives intersected, and after a few rounds, several guards of the palace were forced to retreat. The King of Zhenxi ordered them not to hurt anyone, but Li Sinian was still in a bad situation under the overwhelming force, coughing up blood and retreating several steps. Seeing this, Fang Junnan on the side hurriedly stood in front of him.

"Ahem, ugh! Damn it, Old Fang, I regret it. I shouldn't have persuaded the fat man to leave Yan Wuxu behind. If he was with us, we would have had more helpers. Now, we suffer every time we fight!"

Swiping away several guards with a sword, Fang Junnan tilted his head slightly and chuckled: "Yan Wuxu is useless here, and it's better for him to stay in Taixu Palace than to follow us, both for him and us!"

"But we suffer from numbers!" Li Sinian shouted, patting his chest hard to smooth out his breath.

"We don't suffer from numbers either!"

After Fang Junnan finished speaking, he winked at Die Meng who was not far away. Die Meng understood, and her body suddenly retreated and turned lightly. It seemed that something shiny in the air fell from her wings. Others didn't notice anything, but the guards in front of her were all startled, and then their faces changed drastically and they waved their weapons at the air.

"Come here, protect the prince!"

"There's an ambush!!"

Li Sinian was stunned, and then laughed. As Fang Junnan said, as long as Diemeng is there, their numbers will never be at a disadvantage.

Two of the golden armor guards with high cultivation broke free from the illusion and saw a group of men madly attacking and hacking around. Some silver armor guards even fought with their own people with red eyes. They were shocked and shouted in unison. The powerful magic power mixed with the rolling sound waves shocked people's minds.

"Stop! This is an illusion! Wake up!!!"

The shouting woke up most of the people. Those who did not break free were also restrained by their companions. A group of people looked at Diemeng with fear, but when they looked past her and looked at Li Chuyi, their faces were full of horror.

On the other side, Li Chuyi, who was not harassed by anyone, was almost finished. The guards of the two princes, except for the two under the ninth prince, had turned into blood mist.

And the two under the tribulation were not having a good time. While dealing with the fierce attack of the Jiaozi Sword, their hearts were in a mess. At this moment, they could no longer remember the master's orders. In their messy hearts, apart from fear, there was only one thought left - what kind of cultivation was this fat man?

Although he did not have the mana fluctuations of the Tribulation Period, the opponent could always confront them head-on. Not only that, the sword in the opponent's hand was also weirdly fierce. It looked rustic and inconspicuous, but every time the opponent made a move, the sword body would suddenly change and produce a chilling sense of oppression. This sense of oppression alone could make many people timid before fighting.

The power of the sword was even more amazing, and with the extremely sharp blade, almost nothing could be broken. The magic weapons and weapons that they were proud of would leave a deep sword cut every time they collided. Several magic weapons with slightly inferior quality had even been chopped into scraps, but the opponent's sword was not damaged at all.

It was a pity that the two had never been to the Dragon Clan, otherwise they would definitely know that the strange sense of oppression was the dragon's power. The Ya Zi sword consecrated by the blood of a real dragon is not ordinary. In addition, the people who are also "consecrated" by the blood of a real dragon, the Ya Zi sword in Li Chuyi's hand is not something that ordinary people can resist even with brute force, not to mention that he has Dao Yuan with far more power than the power.

The two of them only survived one tribulation, and they had to fight because of the order of their master. But if they knew that Li Chuyi's best record at present was a hard fight with Mo Tang Mo Zi, who had completed five tribulations, and won a small victory, they would definitely not continue to fight like they are now, but would escape first, even if there was an order from the Ninth Prince.

So, their fate is doomed.

After more than a dozen rounds, they both died about ten feet away from the Ninth Prince. Li Chuyi's experienced sword smashed their Dantian, and then each of them pointed at their eyebrows. The Daotai magic weapon "Sunset" was released and retracted along with his fingers. In just a moment, the two people's sea of ​​consciousness was smashed to pieces, and even their souls were torn into pieces along with their sea of ​​consciousness.

Staring with eyes that suddenly became lifeless, the two people who crossed the tribulation slowly fell down. They were lucky, because only the two of them who rushed over had a complete body; they were unfortunate, because this was the Zhenxi Palace that was sealed by the formation. They could not use many powerful methods of the Crossing Tribulation Period, nor could they break through the void to escape, and could only watch themselves die.

A few drops of blood splashed across space to the three princes. The little princess had already avoided it from a distance, and the thirteenth prince did the same. Only the ninth prince did not move a step, unwilling to lose his momentum in front of so many people.

But at the moment when the blood was about to stick to his body, his pupils shrank and he couldn't help but dodge to the side. Who knew that the blood drop that was about to pass over him actually exploded. Although the thin blood mist was almost invisible, it still stained his head and face with a layer of rouge, and a faint smell of blood came to his nose.

"You!"

The ninth prince was furious, but before he finished speaking, he felt a breeze blowing by his side. He followed the residual shadow with his peripheral vision and saw that Li Chuyi's sword had already chopped towards Yuwen Xuanshu without hesitation.

He was stunned, the little princess was also stunned, and Yuwen Xuanshu, who was in the brunt of it, was even more horrified. He watched the Ya Zi sword with a phantom that seemed to be slow but actually rushed towards his neck, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't react at all.

Killing the guards is not enough, he actually wants to kill me? !

But...

But I am the prince! ! !

How dare he attack me? ! ! !

At this moment, time seemed to pass very slowly. Yuwen Xuanshu stared at the pair of eyes close at hand, looking at the bloody red in the eyes that represented the killing intent, looking at the determination and coldness of the killing intent, looking at the mysterious brilliance in the depths of the eyes. At that moment, Li Chuyi's eyes were deeply engraved in his heart, turning into a nightmare and suddenly waking up his rigid mind.

"It's not me!!!"

After the tearing scream, accompanied by the unforgettable suffocation, Yuwen Xuanshu realized that he was not dead after a long time. The Jiaozi sword stopped near his neck, only cutting a layer of skin, and a few traces of heat flowed from the neck to the collarbone, itching and uncomfortable.

But Yuwen Xuanshu didn't dare to scratch it, no matter how itchy it was. He didn't even dare to breathe, even though his lungs needed fresh air to fill them.

Dare not kill?

No, it's not that he doesn't dare.

Li Chuyi saw that there was no fear in his dead eyes. The other party stopped only because of what he said just now, waiting for him to tell his last words.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The little princess screamed, her delicate face was pale, as if she had seen a ghost, but there was no fear in the depths of her eyes, but a bit of playfulness, but she concealed it well, and no one noticed her abnormality.

"Asshole! What are you doing!"

The ninth prince also reacted, secretly took a long breath, and calmed down again.

Sure enough, he was pretending, this fat man didn't dare to kill anyone!

Even if he was the eldest prince, he had to follow the rules and tacit understanding between the princes. Brotherly killing was absolutely not allowed by Emperor Yan, and he was no exception!

He just didn't get his face back, so he pretended to be fierce to scare people.

The Ninth Prince was very familiar with this routine, and he had used it many times. Unfortunately, Li Chuyi was a reckless man who didn't know how to stop. He was still a little slow to stop, and Yuwen Xuanshu was injured. Now it was a bit difficult to explain.

Secretly thinking about how to use this matter, the Ninth Prince pointed at Li Chuyi righteously: "You..."

"It's not me, it's him! He forced me to do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Yuwen Xuanshu screamed, and his urgency was like a fire on his butt. The Ninth Prince's words suddenly stopped like a duck, and he stared at Yuwen Xuanshu for a long time without coming back to his senses.

Is the Thirteenth Prince scared crazy?

Whether he is crazy or not, this is a betrayal.

The Ninth Prince's face sank instantly, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of coldness.

But before he could say anything, two murderous eyes turned to him. Seeing Li Chuyi, the Ninth Prince's heart trembled for no reason, and then he remembered his guess. He held his heels tightly and didn't retreat, and looked back without letting his eyes give way.

"Go on." Li Chuyi said coldly.

Yuwen Xuanshu was slightly startled, and then reacted immediately. He hurriedly told the cause and effect. Because of nervousness, his words were a little upside down, but this did not prevent Li Chuyi from understanding.

During this period, the Ninth Prince wanted to interrupt several times, but Yuwen Xuanshu was determined not to pay attention to him. The Ninth Prince had no choice but to send a message to the King of Zhenxi to ask him to calm the incident, but the King of Zhenxi seemed to have heard nothing. He glanced at him lightly when he spoke a little hurriedly. The indifference in his eyes made the Ninth Prince afraid, and he quickly turned his head to avoid his gaze and did not dare to send a message again.

After a long time, Yuwen Xuanshu finally finished. It's a ridiculous reason, but for these princes, this is indeed the norm, a tacit understanding, and an unspoken rule.

Unfortunately, this is their norm, not Li Chuyi's. They can use their subordinates' lives to test their opponents. Even if a few die, it's not a pity. At most, they feel sad, but Li Chuyi can't do that.

Li Sinian and others are not subordinates to Li Chuyi at all, even if Fang Junnan and Liu Mingxiu call him Young Master all the time. They are his friends, close friends who have shared life and death with him, and friends of life and death who are willing to follow him to Dayan Imperial Capital to take risks even though they know there are dangers. How can Li Chuyi allow anyone to touch them? !

Not even a hair!

"I'll spare your life, and we'll be even."

A palm slapped Yuwen Xuanshu's dantian, and Yuwen Xuanshu immediately spurted blood and flew backwards. Several guards from the palace hurried forward to help him up, and their eyes were full of horror when they glanced at Li Chuyi.

He actually dared to do it!

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

I thought Yuwen Xuanshu would be angry, but he was happy instead. He thanked Li Chuyi and made the guards who supported him puzzled. They wondered if he had any quirks.

Little did they know that Yuwen Xuanshu was really happy. He thought he was dead, but he not only saved his life, but also got to know Li Chuyi.

That palm seemed dangerous, but in fact, his Dantian was only shaken, and his foundation was not damaged. He would be able to recover after a few days of recuperation. It was nothing. In addition to the death of a group of confidants, he was very sad, but there was no other price. Yuwen Xuanshu, who always knew how to protect himself, was of course happy to end up like this. For a while, he felt that Li Chuyi was just like a saint.

He was happy, but the ninth prince was shocked.

I thought Li Chuyi had stopped and questioning Yuwen Xuanshu was just a way to save face, but who would have thought that he still seriously injured Yuwen Xuanshu in front of so many people. Doesn't this fat guy know what it means to stop when enough is enough?

Seeing Li Chuyi slowly approaching with a sword in hand, he felt uncomfortable with every step, as if he was stepping on his heart. However, his pride and arrogance as a prince still supported him and he could not retreat. He stared at Li Chuyi solemnly.

"What do you want to do?"

"Murder."

These two simple words, before the Ninth Prince could think about it, the frosted fat face came in front of him.