Without her reminding, Zuan had already felt a fatal danger, and at that moment his hair stood up all over his body.

The light of his eyes could only see a cold light coming. He seemed to be able to see that the sickle of the God of Death was under his command, only 0.01 cm from his neck.

He was so scared that his soul was rising and he hurriedly summoned the "Big Wind" to teleport several feet aside. Only then did he see clearly that the cold light was a small sword.

Flying sword?

Before traveling through time, you can see those sword immortals using flying swords to hurt the enemy everywhere in the TV novels. They were envious at that time, but now he hates flying swords like never before, because this flying sword is his life!

He deliberately did not teleport backwards but dodged at 90 degrees with the direction of the flying sword, just because he was worried that the remaining momentum of the flying sword would continue to pursue, but he never expected that the flying sword would turn!

I go, there is actually a cruise system, tracking missiles? Is it a shame!

He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and instantly used the sunflower phantom. At the critical moment of life and death, he performed extraordinaryly and suddenly turned into four identical figures and ran towards four different directions.

But what he never expected was that the flying sword did not care about the other three parts - the afterimage of the body, but instead stabbed him into his real body without hesitation.

Zuan: "…"

He hurriedly summoned Xuehuang and tried to use the ice to slow down the flying sword.

The moment the snow phoenix came out, a few feet behind him suddenly turned into ice and snow, and a ray of frost appeared on the body of the flying sword.

However, it almost slowed down a little bit, and the flying sword still broke through the ice field and shot towards him.

Zuan summoned three teleportations in a row, and his whole body was sweating heavily. The speed of the flying sword was no less than his teleportation speed. It was almost the same as when he landed on the ground, which forced him to continue to summon Dafeng for the next teleportation.

But he knew that he could not summon the strong winds infinitely. Now that he could summon so many times, it was because the Taoist sucked in mosquitoes increased significantly.

But if you can't hide like this a few times, you will still be penetrated by a sword.

His mind was spinning rapidly. Even the tracking missiles in his previous life needed to rely on infrared or radar guidance. What exactly did this flying sword do to track me?

Wait, the principle of tracking missiles is to pre-enter the target's data and add infrared rays to comprehensively determine it. So if I can change my data and information, wouldn't I be confused about this flying sword?

For practitioners, what is the most important and discerning information, of course, is the energy!

When you reach a certain level of practice, you don’t even need to look with your eyes. You can tell who you are by just feeling the other person’s aura, because each practitioner’s aura is different, and even the same is true, there are subtle differences. Of course, there are also means to disrupt the other person’s aura perception. For example, the waist card of the embroidered messenger has the effect of hiding and changing his personal aura, so that people will not discover their true identities.

Thinking of this, he felt aroused in his heart and hurriedly used Qiu Honglei's "Mirror" to teach him, and suddenly his breath disappeared and became like an ordinary person.

“Huh?”

A light ejaculation sounded in the void, as if it was a woman, but at the moment of life and death, Zuan had no intention of feeling whether the sound was good or not.

His whole body was pressed against the wall, and his clothes were all wet with cold sweat, because the flying sword was one inch away from his neck and penetrated into the wall.

You should know that the entire palace buildings have been strengthened by magic circles, and places like the East Palace are the most important protection. The walls of these palaces are hard to be damaged by swords. Even if a high-level practitioner strikes with all his strength, the magic circles on the walls will disperse the power to the entire palace, and will not be damaged at all.

As a result, such a wall was actually penetrated by this sword. It is conceivable that if it was shot on the body, it would probably be squashed into flesh and blood in an instant.

Although all this is described for a long time, it only happens between lightning and fire from beginning to end.

Even Qiu Honglei didn't have time to plead with his master.

The people from the East Palace obviously saw this scene, and all the assassins were shocked and made more and more courageous moves.

The people on the prince's side were complaining secretly, and everyone was puzzled. Why did the emperor never take action because of such a big disturbance in the palace, and even Zhu Xie Chixin did not see it.

Only then did Zuan see a graceful figure rushing towards the direction where the prince was. Although he was covered with black veil, his hair was like a waterfall. For some reason, just seeing her back, you can tell that this is a peerless and gorgeous beauty.

Did she shoot the sword just now?

Zuan was still scared, hum, I will give you a shot sooner or later.

Looking at the other person's hair that was so erect and prone, he suddenly had a nonsensical thought. Does this woman need to curl her hair up and hold it in her hand when she goes to the cottage?

At this moment, the woman had already rushed to the front of the prince. Rong Mo, the princess's personal maid, held a thin needle in her hand, and her figure turned into a strange afterimage and won.

Unfortunately, the woman only stretched out a green jade finger, and the people around her didn't see clearly what was going on. Rong Mo flew backwards like a broken sandbag, not knowing life and death.

The princess's pretty face turned pale, but she still stood with her sword in front of her and met her.

At this moment, a angrily shout came from beside him: "You dare, thief!"

A body shot towards him like a cannonball, blocking the princess's face to face the woman with a move.

The woman waved her waist and stood gracefully on the willow branches beside her. The weak willow branches would sway when the breeze blew when they were blowing, but the woman stood on it as if she was walking on the ground.

The body that came shaking, and a trace of abnormal flush flashed across his face, but it was quickly suppressed.

Only then did Zuan see the appearance of the visitor clearly. An old man with white hair had sharp eyebrows and a tall figure. He had an unruly temperament when he stood there. It is conceivable that he was very fond of women when he was young.

"Hey, why does this old man look a bit like Brother Ribi?" Zuan was a little curious.

At this time, what the Crown Princess said answered his doubts: "Thank you, Grand Sima, for helping him."

Zuan immediately realized that he was the father of Shi Kun, one of the Eight Dukes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Grand Sima Shi Miao, and the top master at the level of the Grand Master.

This father and son are really OK. They either have the word "Ri" or "Fu" and the whole family is a traitor.

However, Brother Ribi just died indirectly at the hands of the Crown Princess. Shi Miao went to save her. Isn’t it disgusting?

Shi Miao couldn't help feeling sick and was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.

He heard an accident in his beloved son earlier and hurried to the palace to see the situation. As a result, new news came halfway through. Shi Kun was seriously injured and died of blood.

He asked the people from the Imperial Hospital in detail, and knew that his son was hiding behind the door and playing with a knife, but the princess suddenly knocked open the door and inserted the knife into a vital part.

He was really angry and anxious. If it were someone else, he would have slapped his son to death with one palm, but the other party was the crown princess, so he really couldn't take revenge.

But he has a respectable status and the Shi family is also a first-class family. Naturally, he doesn't want to swallow his anger like this, so he rushed to the Eastern Palace angrily, asking for justice to the Crown Princess, and at least handing over the Zuan who competed with his son.

But I didn't know that I rushed over and happened to encounter an assassin attacking the East Palace.

He instinctively took action to stop the other party, but he immediately regretted it after stopping it. Why is my hand so cheap? If you take action later, let these assassins kill the crown princess first, wouldn’t it be nice to avenge your son? As a result, now he has to rescue the murderer who killed his son. The pain really made him want to vomit blood.

"The Crown Princess is so serious, this is what I should do." Shi Miao said expressionlessly, then looked up at the woman standing on the willow branch, "The masters in the world are all famous people. Who is your master? He dares to openly assassinate the prince. Can you tell that this is a serious crime to kill the nine clans?"
Chapter completed!