Chapter 1122

Name:Sword Stirs the World Author:成刚
At this moment, the dragon city is the most empty moment.

After the elder of the George family left, the only real high-end combat power left was Prince Frederick.

The long street was overcast, and the atmosphere was so low that people could hardly breathe.

In the past hundred years, although Prince feiterlie has rarely done anything, his fighting passion has never cooled down. Now he is one against three, and he is not defeated.

As his opponents, the three assassins were bitter.

Originally, I thought that fighting three against one should be a safe situation. But I didn't know that the prince of the blood clan, who was in the base camp, was surprisingly difficult to deal with. He was not only skillful and experienced in fighting, but also had a strong sense of war. He was a ruthless character who loved fighting like his life.

"As I have said, you three are nothing but scum. Even if you have Prince level strength, in my eyes, you are just a little bigger scum. At the beginning of the establishment of the metropolis, I didn't know how many scum like you had killed! "

Prince feiterlie was so brave that he tried to break each other's fighting spirit with square language while his fists were full of blood.

The three assassins glared at each other, and the war situation was so sticky that they could not fight the old man, but could not run.

With three enemies and one, if they still run away, they won't have to come out again.

They are all powerful people at the prince level. If they can have such a terrible cultivation, they are all the most powerful people in the contemporary world. Naturally, they have the dignity of the powerful people.

"Not yet? If you don't run away, my man Marco will come back! You damned scum bandits, when it's time to attack inside and outside, and make all your dumplings! "

Prince feiterlie's sharp mouth was extremely insidious, which could at least equal the fighting power of one third of the princes.

The three assassins also know that what the other side said is true. If they don't solve the battle as soon as possible, they will only have a long dream.

"Cover me! Send out the Black Knight Roared the assassin in the middle.

The other two, left and right, protected him in mid air. Two half arc blood lights rose up in the sky, interwoven like a rainbow in the sky, forming a gorgeous barrier in front of the three.

This was the first time that the three assassins took the defensive position. Prince feiterlie was very careful when he saw this force.

One against three, in fact, he is just a tough mouth, coupled with fierce, in fact, physical strength has almost reached the end of the crossbow.

Shh! The assassin in the middle suddenly concentrated his blood and made a sharp whistle with his mouth.

If Shen Jianxin was present, he would be able to hear the strong fluctuation of mental power in the other party's whistle.

But Prince Frederick had no training in this respect. He only heard the disturbing whistle.

"What the hell? It's a terrible blow Prince feiterlie was swearing and making a seal with his backhand, making a series of blood ripples around him.

This is the unique secret skill of high-level nobles, "lake light and blood color". It resonates with the surrounding blood energy with its own blood gas, which can produce a very strong defense effect in a short time.

Whew! A dark shadow rose from below and shot at Prince Frederick in mid air.

Click! Prince Frederick's shield had just been completed when it was cracked by his opponent.

He was really surprised. He didn't expect that in addition to the three assassins in front of him, there were still enemies lurking.

A dark creature, which was neither human nor animal, was suspended in the air, with black scales all over his body, and his thick tail was swinging around. His dark eyes were staring at Prince feiterlie, which made people shiver.

Prince feiterlie was not unfamiliar with this monster. He squeezed out three words from his teeth: "black horn clan!"

The black horn soldier suddenly blinked, and the next second he appeared on Prince feiterlie's right shoulder. His claws were as sharp as a hook, and he cut them down.

The black horn soldiers are the natural enemies of the blood clan. Their melee ability can only be described as terror.

Prince feiterlie knew this kind of fighting creature very well. He knew the situation in front of him very well. He could not fight with this monster, or he would die.

Who can imagine that someone could control the black horn warriors and drive them to fight.

"No! We must send this information back to the metropolis! It's too dangerous! It has even endangered the survival of the whole blood world. " Prince Frederick had a new understanding of his opponent in front of him.

The three Prince level assassins are waiting for them. They are very clear about the melee power of the black horn warrior. They are waiting for Prince feiterlie to fall in the fierce attack of the black horn warrior.

As long as it's the blood clan, it's impossible to win the black horn warrior in the melee.

And as long as Prince feiterlie lost his fighting spirit and wanted to escape, it was the best time for the three of them to fight.

In contrast, when a blood prince falls under the slaughter of the black horn soldiers, the impact on the blood world will only be greater than that of those journalists who were tortured and killed.

This is one of the most important reasons why the three assassins agreed to Shen Jianxin's plan.

And Prince feiterlie, who has experienced many battles, finally broke out his own card in the most dangerous moment.