
Eunuch Bo's face grew even worse hearing the statement of the old woman before him. But he realized there was no detour, apparently only able to fight to survive death.
The old man tightly held the spear in his hand, "Everyone, attack him. With our numbers, believe me there is still hope of sustaining lives!"
Elder Yan smiled sinisterly.
The hopes? That is if he is still merciful. But not for now, because the death of this person has been set.
"The Sword Technique of Life!" Elder Yan muttered softly, along with that the sword in his hand began to move.
"I-that's... " Easim Bo's eyes blinked a few times, "That's the Life Sword Technique, ka-you from the Ice Tower Sect?!"
Elder Yan was startled as this old eunuch learned the technique he used. It was unexpected that there was someone in the Shao Empire who had extensive knowledge regarding the Ice Tower Sect.
But that shock only lasted for a moment, Elder Yan again moved the sword and darted in pursuit of the opponent.
Slings...
The sighs continued to be heard accompanied by heads that one by one began to leave their place. Which originally numbered in the hundreds now there are dozens. No doubt this makes Kasim Bo panic instead of playing.
"Prince, you better get out of here. While I'll hold him."
The first prince bit his lower lip, he did not expect that there would be such an incident. He did not know how anyone from the Ice Tower Sect had a teacher-student relationship with one from the Leng Clan.
He was very sorry for making the wrong decision. Now not only his salvation, but also the position of heir to the throne will not be maintained. He had to leave the place to two other brothers.
"Prince, get out of here. Or the woman realized it and it would be bad for you." Eunuch Bo said in a stifled voice, he did not want to provoke a commotion and made the old woman before him know of his intentions.
The first prince directly issued a teleportation token, "Eunuch Bo, I will not spare your sacrifice. I'll -- "
Plash!
A wisp of wind blew the teleportation token out of the first prince's hands.
"First prince?" Eunuch Bo was surprised and even about to dart. The first prince raised his hand.
"I'm fine, but the token teleports him... " Second said he was looking for where the teleportation token went.
"Are you looking for something?" A young man stood carrying a token in his right hand.
The first prince who saw the teleportation token immediately turned his head to look at the young man's face before him. But who would have thought if the face was not foreign.
"You - - - "
The first prince narrowed his eyes, then pointed with a feeling of anger. "Give me my teleportation token!"
"After I give it to you, will you leave? It would happen if I was stupid enough. Unfortunately, I'm not that stupid."
"Zhou Fan, isn't that your name?"
The young man nodded, "Is there a problem, first prince?" said with a big smile.
"Well, I remember you!" the first prince, his face was already flushed red with anger.
"For that to be seen your ability." Zhou Fan took out a sword and directly attacked.
Opportunity was in sight, how could he possibly let go just like that.
Elder Yan was surprised when Zhou Fan interfered in his fight, but he immediately understood when he saw the teleportation token in his hands. If Zhou Fan had not, he might have lost an opponent.
"Teacher, let me help." From behind Leng Shui darted and directly lunged at the dozens of people who were still left.
"Now it's just you alone," Elder Yan looked at Eunuch Bo, the old man muttering in annoyance.
"Don't underestimate me!"
Whuts...
Trank!
The attack could be stopped easily, even with just one hand.
"I don't underestimate you, it's just that you don't know yourself." After saying, Elder Yan shook his hands, making Eunuch Bo's body far flung.
On the other hand, Zhou Fan was facing off against the first prince. The distance between them made the fight unbalanced.
"Why can he be this strong, when one meeting he was still the emperor's fighter." The first prince was made up with a pale face, his body was already embedded in many of the wounds that the night blood sword inflicted.
"First prince, you better give up."
"Would I give up living?" That question made Zhou Fan pensive.
"Of course not, but at least you can go home quietly." Zhou Fan smiled, shouldering the sword on the right shoulder.
Hmh!
The first prince spat to the side, "If so what's the difference!" He said he spread out the sword.
Heh...
Zhou Fan pulled the corners of his lips slightly, even though he had already given some lightening. But the effort was wasted. Basic heartless!
"Because that's what you chose, then I don't have to hold back." The young man darted after styling so. The night blood sword thrust forward, a faint red beam radiating out.
BLARS!!
When the two weapons clashed, a fierce explosion was heard. The first prince's body crashed far into the wall of the building, while Zhou Fan was still standing with the sword in hand.
"First prince!"
Eunuch Bo shouted from his place, his face inexplicable.
"Old man, you still have an opponent. How dare you turn away!"
Jem!
A sword pierced through Eunuch Bo's body, blood pouring out of the old man's stomach. "You-you!" His eyes bulged furiously, he slowly turned his gaze, staring at the old woman standing right in front of his body.
Crashes...
Elder Yan drew his sword, the instant Eunuch Bo's body fell to the ground. "Direction too deep is also not a virtue."
On the other hand Leng Shui had successfully completed his part. The army of hundreds was massacred by three men, beyond reason.
"Why not kill him, as long as he lives, this grudge remains." Leng Shui glanced at the body of the first prince who was still breathing.
The young lady had intended to kill the first prince with a sword in her hand. But that was stopped by Zhou Fan. "I understand your grudge, but you can't kill him."
Leng Shui narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhou Fan with a fierce gaze. "What do you mean, do you intend to protect her?"
"No, I'm not protecting her. And he'll die, but not for now."
Hearing Zhou Fan's reply, Leng Shui clucked in annoyance. He then turned to the teacher. "Teacher, ...."
"Shui'er, after all he is the prince of the Shao Empire. Also trust junior Zhou, he will definitely find out his words."
Elder Yan's answer was very unsatisfactory to Leng Shui, how could he trust Zhou Fan who incidentally had held him all night. He hasn't even considered the matter until now.
"Three months, in that time you'll hear the news of his death. That was my promise as a fighter. For now he's still useful, so let me take him." Zhou Fan raised his hand to swear.
This made Leng Shui pensive, before long he turned around. "Alright, I hope the news of death will spread all the way to the Han Empire."