Chapter 609

Without her reminding, Zuan had already felt a kind of fatal danger. At that moment, his hair stood up.

The remaining light in his eyes could only see a cold light coming, as if he could see death's sickle under his command, only 0.01 cm from his neck.

He was so scared that he called out "Fengfeng" to move for several feet. Now he saw that the cold light was a small sword.

Flying sword?

Before crossing, you can see those sword immortals hurting enemies with flying swords on TV and in novels everywhere. At that time, they were envious. But now he hates flying swords as never before, because it's killing him!

He didn't think that he would keep chasing the sword, but he didn't think that he would continue to chase the sword!

I'll go. Is there a cruise system, a tracking missile? Naughty! An important juncture of life and death is that he is as like as two peas. He is not at all hesitant to show his vision of the sunflower. He has been playing the four extraordinary figures in four different directions.

But what I didn't expect was that the flying sword didn't take care of the other three parts body shadow, but didn't hesitate to stab his real body.

Zuan

He quickly summoned xuehuang, trying to use the ice to slow down the speed of Feijian.

The moment xuehuang came out, the area behind him turned into ice and snow, and the body of the flying sword was covered with frost.

But almost only slowed down a little bit, the flying sword still broke through the ice and shot at him.

Zuan summoned three blinks in a row, and his whole body was in cold sweat. The speed of the flying sword was no less than that of his blink. Almost as soon as he landed, the flying sword came in front of him, so he had to summon gale for the next blink.

But he knew that he could not summon gale infinitely. Now he could summon gale so many times because he had sucked the mosquito, and the Taoist's skill increased greatly.

But I can't hide for several times, and I will still be pierced by a sword.

In his mind, even the previous life's tracking missiles also need to rely on infrared or radar guidance. What's the root of this flying sword to track me?

Wait a minute. The principle of tracking missiles is to input the target's data in advance, and then use infrared to make a comprehensive judgment. If I can change my data intelligence, can I not confuse the flying sword?

For practitioners, what is the most important and discriminative information? Of course, it is Qi!

To a certain extent, you don't even need to look with your eyes. You can tell who he is only by feeling the Qi of the other person, because each practitioner's breath is different, even if it is similar, there are subtle differences.

Of course, in this world, there are also means to disturb each other's perception of breath. For example, the waist tag of the embroidered emissary can hide and change the personal Qi, so that people will not find their real identities.

Thinking of this, he moved in his heart and quickly turned the "mirror is not a stage" taught by Qiuhong tears. All of a sudden, his breath disappeared and became like an ordinary person.

"Why?"

There was a light voice in the void, which seemed to be a woman. But at the moment of life and death, Zuan didn't have the heart to feel whether the voice was good or not.

He was glued to the wall, and his back clothes were all wet with cold sweat, because the flying sword was an inch away from his neck and fell into the wall.

You should know that the whole palace building has been strengthened by the Dharma array, and the East Palace is the most important place to protect. The walls of these palaces can be said to be hard to hurt. Even if the high-level practitioners hit hard, the power of the Dharma array on the wall will spread to the whole Palace, and it won't hurt at all.

As a result, such a wall was buried by this sword. It can be imagined that if it was shot on the body, it would be twisted into flesh and blood in an instant.

It's a long description, but it's just a flash in the dark.

Even Qiuhong tears didn't have time to plead with master.

The people in the East Palace obviously saw this scene, and all the assassins were shocked in spirit one after another, and they were more and more brave.

The people on the prince's side were secretly complaining. Everyone wondered why the palace had such a big stir, but the Emperor didn't even see Zhu Xie's heart.

At this time, Zuan saw a beautiful figure rushing towards the direction of the prince. Although she was covered with black gauze, her head was as green as a waterfall. I don't know why. When I saw her back, I knew that she was a gorgeous beauty.

She just shot that sword?

Zuan has a lingering fear. Hum, sooner or later, he will give you a shot.

Looking at the other side's buttocks long hair, he suddenly flashed a senseless thought, does this woman need to curl her hair in her hands?

At this moment, the Kungfu woman has rushed to the prince. Rong Mo, the princess's maid, holds a needle in her hand and turns into a strange shadow to win.

Unfortunately, the woman only stretched out a green jade finger, and the people around her didn't see what was going on at all. Rong Mo flew back like a broken sandbag and didn't know whether to live or not.The crown princess's pretty face turned white, but her sword was still in front of her.

At this time, suddenly came next to a body of angry: "thieves dare you!"

A body shape is like a shell general shot, block in front of the princess and the woman to a move.

With a swing of her waist, the woman stood gracefully on the willow branches on one side. The soft willow branches would shake in the breeze on weekdays, but the woman stood on them like walking on the ground.

The body of the man who came was shaking, and there was an abnormal flush on his face, but he was soon suppressed.

Only then did Zuan see the appearance of the comer clearly. He was a white haired old man with sharp eyebrows and tall figure. Standing there, he had an uninhibited temperament. It can be imagined that when he was young, he was more popular with women.

"Eh, why does the old man look a little like brother RIBI?" Zuan is a little curious.

At this time, the words of the princess answered his doubts: "thank you for your help."

Zuan immediately reflected that he was the father of Shikun, one of the eight princes of the Zhou Dynasty, the great Sima Shimiao, the top master of the master level.

The father and son are really OK. They are either Japanese or Japanese. The whole family is a thief.

But brother RIBI just died indirectly in the hands of the crown princess. This Shimiao still went to save her. Should he be flustered?

Shi Miao can't help diaphragmatic should, also depressed to want to vomit blood.

Earlier, he heard that his beloved son had an accident and rushed into the palace to see the situation. In the middle of the journey, new news came that Shi Kun was seriously injured and died.

He inquired in detail about the people in Taiyuan hospital. He knew that his son was hiding behind the door and playing with a knife. He was suddenly knocked open by the Crown Princess and inserted the knife into the key part.

He was really angry and anxious in his heart. For others, he would have avenged his son if he slapped him dead, but the other side was the crown princess, so he really couldn't avenge himself.

But he has a high status, and the Shi family is also a first-class family. Naturally, he doesn't want to swallow his anger like this. So he angrily came to the east palace to ask for justice from the crown princess. At least he had to hand over Zuan, who was competing with his son.

But I didn't know I was rushing to the east palace when an assassin attacked it.

He instinctively stopped the other side, but after stopping, he immediately regretted that my hand was so cheap. It's not good to let these assassins kill the princess first to avenge his son, but now he had to rescue the murderer. The pain really made him want to vomit blood.

"The prince and the concubine are serious. This is what the minister should do." Shi Miao said with no expression on his face, then looked up at the woman standing on the willow branch, "all the masters in the world are people with names. Who is your name? You dare to assassinate the prince openly. Can you tell that this is a big crime to punish the nine families?"

Although he is calm on the surface, his heart turns upside down. After a short fight, he has actually fallen into a disadvantage. This person's cultivation is still above him, and she is still a woman. Who is she?

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