.Chapter 2405 The strength of the prince

Chu Tian’s rampantness is beyond anyone’s imagination.

Not only were the guests present and the Shuai Jun brothers stunned, but it was difficult to believe that Chu Tian teased the prince in public, but even Shen Binger and Keer opened their mouths slightly, and more than a hundred Japanese men and women were even stiff, all staring at Chu Tian with shocked eyes, and Jinggong Masako, whose faces gradually changed.

Huo Nin, who was watching the battle with the Inujiao upstairs, also had a rare whisper:

Chu Tian is really an arrogant bastard.

The dignified prince was pinched by Chu Tian in public, which was as flirting as a laughing actor being flirted by a customer. It was not just Jinggong Masako's face, but even the face of the Japanese royal family was a mess. Everyone could feel Jinggong Masako's murderous intent, and even the anger that kept gathering in her heart.

Nie Wuming, Tian Yangsheng and others leaned forward without any trace.

The old demon waved his hand and asked the crossbow team to put the bow and pull the strings. The soldiers of the Shuai Jun also pressed the handle of the knife. The head of the Shuai Jun who was sitting there also bowed slightly, ready to rush up to kill the Japanese in the Shangfeng and Shangshui position at any time. The whole audience was still silent, but the murderous intent became stronger and stronger as time passed.

The garden headlights are continuously lit up, making Qianlong Garden brighter.

Just as the battle was about to begin, Masako Keiguchi smiled:

"Young Marshal, do you feel good about it?"

"Well enough,,,,"

Chu Tian nodded a touch of makeup dissipated with his fingers, and responded calmly: "The prince's skin is indeed unique, smooth and tender enough. If the prince is willing to appreciate his face, I don't mind we'll find an opportunity to discuss and let me see if the prince has any other places to be smoother."

The provocative atmosphere in words is particularly strong.

"Is that so? Why don't you touch it now?"

Masako Keigu's smile became brighter and brighter, so beautiful that it was dizzy and fascinating. Even Chu Tian discovered for the first time that she could be so beautiful, just like the cherry blossoms blooming in June and July. At this moment, Masako Keigu's head suddenly made an attack signal.

Fighting against a scoundrel boy is always the best way to deal with a scoundrel.

At the same time, the Japanese masters behind Masako Keigong, who were originally mixed with panic and anger, instantly rushed out of the eight people and went up. They all dispersed their embarrassment and turned into a cold murderous intent. The eight figures were like eight meteors passing through the sky, shooting towards Chu Tian at an extremely fast speed.

Shen Binger shouted in a low voice: "Stop them."

She was wondering just now why Masako Jinggong's entourage was so slap in this way. She had no real reason except to shout. Now that she saw this situation, Prince Jinggong played as a pig and ate a tiger. She mixed eight masters who could not be underestimated among a group of waste, and then took the opportunity to fight out.

Almost in Shen Binger's warning, Tian Yangsheng and others had already rushed forward. Among them, Wuming happened to face the man whose throat was almost pierced by him. Nie Wuming looked at the other party and sneered: "I didn't expect you were quite like a pig just now. It's true that you have nature."

"You don't have to pretend to be a pig, you are a pig myself."

The Japanese man frowned and rushed up without saying a word. His body quickly flipped backwards like a flexible swimming fish. A slender leg kicked forward with a powerful force. The tip of the shoe shone, and a cold light flashed. A glass table with wedding candy was instantly kicked away by him.

Bang.

With a loud bang, the Japanese man kicked the tempered glass and actually smashed the table two centimeters thick, wrapped in a large piece of glass fragments and shot at Nie Wuming. At the same time, he kicked it out again, followed the glass dot to Nie Wuming's chest and throat,

The flexibility of his right leg dazzled the guests.

Nie Wuming sideways avoids the sky glass and then kicks the opponent hard in the foot. Nie Wuming never disappoints, especially his enemy. When the Japanese man landed on the ground, a silver light flashed, and even the sound of a sharp weapon slashing through the air at an extremely high speed.

Out of instinct, the Japanese man subconsciously made a head-shaking action. This action saved him. The silver light left a blood mark on his cheek and then thrust hard on the tree in the distance. It was a piece of glass fragment, which was an inch thick into the tree. It was a force of imaginable.

If it is pierced on a person, it will only end up passing through.

After a brief confrontation, Nie Wuming had the upper hand. The two looked at each other from afar but stopped taking action. The Japanese man with a gloomy face stretched out his hand and slowly touched the small wound on his face. He glanced at the blood on his fingers and became more and more cold. Nie Wuming mocked his fingers:

"Come again."

The Japanese man picked up a piece of glass and attacked again without saying a word.

Nie Wuming's eyes made of blood and fire were almost not mixed with any emotions that humans should have. He did not even show his military sect when facing the thunder attack of Japanese men. The rare smile on his face did not look like a demon invincible in the Golden Triangle, and he was even a little dull.

But everyone knows that Nie Wuming is absolutely fierce in taking action.

Facing the stabbed glass, he did not dodge or avoid it, but rushed to the Japanese man and rushed out with a "huh" punch! The other party's eyes were instantly surprised, because the momentum and speed of this punch were too domineering. At this moment, Nie Wuming's fist had already hit the Japanese man's glass.

Bang! A slight sound broke through the air.

The tempered glass that was touching Nie Wuming was knocked away by him. The Japanese man felt his whole arm sore and numb. In shock, he jumped back. When Nie Wuming saw the Japanese man giving in, he bullied him. His left hand quickly grabbed his hand that had held the glass and twisted his side without mercy.

There was a cracking sound, and a sound of broken bones sounded dull.

Then the Japanese man let out a sad cry, but then suppressed it.

He endured the pain with great perseverance, because he could not bow his head in front of Nie Wuming. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. When he was about to throw away the other party, the Japanese man who seemed to be in pain like a pool of mud suddenly became hard again. He suddenly kicked again,

But his feet were also caught.

At this moment, his face had turned pale and no one. As he expected, Nie Wuming's strength was surging out again, and his fingers pinched the Japanese man's left ankle like an iron hoop. The pain that penetrated into the bone spread throughout his body again. He finally howled again undepressedly.

The female guests and the bosses bowed their heads one after another, not daring to face the bloody scene.

Nie Wuming's face was calm and he threw the Japanese man to the ground like a dead dog.

If Chu Tian had not given any instructions to kill someone, the other party would have become a corpse.

The other seven masters were also stopped because they were blocked by Tian Yangsheng and others. They were not bad at their strength, but they were still a little inferior to Tian Yangsheng and Nie Wuming and others. In addition, dozens of crossbow bows have been raised and aimed, and they lost the opportunity and could no longer approach Chu Tian to attack.

"Shijun, it's true that there are many masters."

Jinggong Masako didn't even see that she was wailing on the ground or following by the crossbow arrows, and she still looked at Chu Tian with a calm look: "It seems that it is impossible for me to rely on them to teach the young marshal a lesson, so let me take action myself, I hope the young marshal will not bully women, haha."

Chu Tian smiled faintly: "The prince takes action, I will keep three points."

The woman's lips raised: "Thank you then."

After saying that, Masako Keiguchi's temperament changed instantly. The feeling of being unstoppable and disgrace disappeared instantly. Instead, it was replaced by a thousand-year-old ancient sword breaking through the ground. The prince's amazing strength was revealed for the first time in the land of the capital!

The strong and rich aura swept across, making Nie Wuming and the others look at him.

Chu Tian raised his eyelids slightly, but he didn't expect that Jinggong Masako was so powerful?

Just as Chu Tian's body was releasing its breath, Jinggong Masako's body twisted strangely, and the garden headlight behind her, which was blocked by her, shot out directly because her body left, just shining on Chu Tian's face. The strong light stimulation made him enter the visual blind spot.

A momentary white light stabbed the eyes.

Just as Chu Tian's alertness just rose, his body had not had time to cooperate to react, Jinggong Masako's left foot had already kicked Chu Tian's lower abdomen. With a muffled groan, Chu Tian's body had three backflips in a row to offset the opponent's strength.

Nie Wuming and the others frowned slightly. How could Jinggong Masako succeed so easily?

Shen Binger looked at the battle with a calm look on her face.

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