Chapter 196 Beheading the King

Song Changming moved, as if he was walking on the wind, with a wind dragon appearing on his sword, slashing in mid-air.

The wind dragon roared and knocked the group of powerful royal guards to the ground. Song Changming broke into the team alone, with the blade pointed directly at the second prince.

"Bold!"

Several Qi-refining masters around the second prince attacked one after another, and the sword and sword energy flew over, defeating Song Changming's wind dragon.

In terms of internal Qi cultivation and sword skills, Song Changming had been practicing for too short a time and was not outstanding.

Song Changming was not surprised that the wind dragon's sword energy was broken, because this sword was meant to open the way, not to kill the enemy.

The cyclone in his body was surging, and the internal Qi attached to the blade, holding it in but not releasing it.

Stepping on the raging wind, he approached the second prince in an instant.

A Qi-refining master who was standing in front of the second prince waved his sword and took the initiative to slash at Song Changming.

Song Changming also handed out a sword.

Ding!

With a violent metal knocking sound, the sword energy of the Qi Refining master dissipated, his face instantly turned red, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and was chopped to the ground by Song Changming.

Although these warriors are also Qi Refining masters, they are not ranked on the local list in terms of strength.

Compared with Cao Long, who is already a soul under the sword, they are far inferior, let alone fighting with Song Changming.

As long as they are touched by Song Changming, they will basically be either dead or injured, and seriously injured.

Song Changming had observed the entire palace before, and the only ones who could really make him feel afraid were the black soul crows that had mutated twice, and Duan Fangshuo.

The rest of the people were just so-so!

Even when facing the joint siege of the Qi Refining warriors around the second prince, he did not feel any pressure.

With all his strength, he quickly chopped down all the Qi Refining warriors.

As for the other royal guards, they could not get close to Song Changming even if they risked their lives.

Watching Song Changming holding a knife in one hand, he walked closer.

The surrounding wind was blowing hard, as if it had turned into an invisible corridor, and the two solid walls separated his guards and left him nowhere to escape.

"You, who are you, why, why do you want to kill me!" The second prince said with a forced calmness.

"You repeatedly sent people to kill me, and you still ask me why?" Song Changming chuckled, and his footsteps did not stop.

The bloody dragon-patterned knife in his hand was breathing out, and wherever it passed, the bricks and stones on the ground below were shattered.

"Now I am standing in front of you, I ask you, do you still want to kill me?"

"No, no," the second prince wanted to retreat, but was pressed by the wind, and there was nowhere to retreat. In a panic, he sat down, and the crown on his head fell to the ground, covered with blood and dust.

"I promise that no matter what happened with you in the past, I will never care about it in the future, and I will compensate you to make you satisfied, okay?"

Song Changming was unmoved and said calmly: "Tonight there are too many people who want to kill you, your promise is meaningless, you must die tonight, it's just the difference between dying in the hands of others and dying in my hands."

"You, you can't kill me, I have the blood of an emperor, killing me is a great treason!!" The second prince saw Song Changming raising his knife, the knife light was dazzling, making his face pale, and he hissed.

Just when Song Changming was about to drop the knife, a roar came from a distance.

"Stop!"

Song Changming was indifferent, his face was cold, and he was determined to kill.

A knife cut the second prince's neck, and the blade was like cutting through tofu, without any hindrance.

The second prince's head was chopped off to the ground silently.

No matter how noble the emperor's blood is, it can't protect the life of this second prince.

After all, he is just an ordinary person.

Illusory power can't play any role in the real life and death moment.

The next moment, a pillar of fire transformed by sword energy instantly blasted in.

The wind wall erected by Song Changming's sword energy could not block this scorching fire sword energy at all.

It's easy to know who is coming.

Song Changming chopped it with a knife, and the dragon-patterned knife attached to the sword energy cut the pillar of fire on the spot.

The pillar of fire swept to the left and right under Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife.

Song Changming stood still in the middle.

At the end of the pillar of fire, Duan Fangshuo turned over in mid-air and chopped it down with a knife.

Song Changming felt the heat wave in his face and the suffocating powerful sword intent.

The close experience showed the powerful strength of Duan Fangshuo.

This is the closest time for Song Changming to the Heavenly Ranking!

Strong enemy!

This time is undoubtedly a strong enemy!

"Come!"

Song Changming did not dare to be arrogant. He held the handle of the long sword with both hands and stepped heavily on the ground with his feet one in front and one behind.

He took a deep breath, and every inch of muscle in his arms was tensed tightly, and his strength burst out!

Boom!

The blade passed by at an incredible speed, making a whistling and sharp cutting sound in the air.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, and two completely different forces collided in the air at this moment.

Like Mars hitting the earth, the fierce wind rushed in all directions like a sandstorm.

The head and body of the second prince on the ground were also swept into the air and fell in front of the royal guards.

"Dead! The king is dead!"

The guards realized it later and screamed, as if they couldn't believe that the corpse in front of them would be their king, the second prince!

In the field, Song Changming suffered the impact of the opponent's sword, and his feet almost sank into the ground.

After the knife, Song Changming retreated more than ten meters, one step at a time, to stop the impact.

At this moment, he was protected by the dragon body, and although he was not injured, his clothes turned into burnt holes.

Duan Fangshuo on the other side also narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Changming again.

Perhaps he did not expect Song Changming to be able to withstand his angry knife.

He looked at the body of the second prince on the ground not far away, and his expression was as cold as frost.

He protected the second prince for a whole night, but in the end he was still killed.

No matter who it was, they would feel unhappy.

Just when Song Changming thought he was going to fight a tough battle, a huge black ball of hair flew over from a distance, making a shrill and unpleasant cry.

Song Changming frowned and stepped back.

After the second mutation, this black soul crow seemed to have changed again.

A pair of scarlet blood pupils, under the black hair tentacles, produced a strange luster.

Among all the black soul crows, only this one survived, and the rest were killed by Duan Fangshuo.

And this black soul crow not only sucked a lot of warriors' blood in the mansion, but also devoured the bodies of other dead black soul crows.

This created an unprecedentedly powerful Black Soul Crow Mist Beast.

It flew past Song Changming, then Duan Fangshuo, and came to the body of the Second Prince.

Its scarlet eyes stared at the body for a long time, and suddenly two lines of blood and tears flowed from its eyes.

The Black Soul Crow Mist Beast frantically flapped its wings and made strange noises.

Song Changming couldn't understand what kind of emotion this Black Soul Crow was in, but it was so obsessed with the Second Prince's body that Song Changming felt that it was Xiao Yanli's spiritual will that was affecting it.

This state of self-sacrifice, but the spirit and even the will still exist, made him feel a little too weird.

"Is this a secret technique, or is it a special use of the Mist Gold?" Song Changming pondered uncertainly.