When Yuwenhao and the Fourth Master heard the news, Xun gathered their troops and rushed back. The masters of Lenglang Sect and the ghost guards were also in place, lurking around the Chu King's Mansion, and the archers were ready!

Lenglang Gate and Ghost Shadow Guard were both very good at lightning skills, and they landed almost silently, but the Nanbian Guest smiled and said, "Well, the prince is back."

When Tang Yang looked up, he saw Xu Yi walking in front. The Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao came in with swords. He was dressed in black and had a calm and solemn face. The sword in his hand had already activated it first.

The southern guest stood up and bowed to Yu Wenhao, "I'm going to see His Highness the Prince!"

Yu Wenhao glanced at Tang Yang, and there was a little doubt in his eyes. Is this a guest from the south of the sword demon?

Tang Yang nodded confidently, but then he was a little confused, because this old man from the south had been humble and polite since he entered the door, without the coldness or arrogance of a killer, and there was no bloodthirsty spirit all over his body.

"Who are you?" Yu Wenhao replied, asked, and withdrew his sword energy.

The Nanbian Guest stepped forward and bowed again, "The little old Nanbian Guest is here to get a million taels of gold."

As soon as these words were said, his identity was confirmed. Yuwenhao and the Fourth Master both treated each other with swords. Tang Yang immediately turned around and drew his sword and aimed at the southern guest. Xu led the way and slashed with one sword. Because he wanted to take the lead, his sword was very powerful and slashed towards the southern guest's head. With the sword energy covered, it was believed that it would be a bit difficult to avoid this sword. After all, it was difficult to use it in this living room.

But there was no danger at all, at least the southern guest did not. He stretched his fingers and clamped Xu Yi's sword steadily. He heard a crisp sound. The sword broke between his two fingers. The southern guest raised his fingers casually, and the broken part was embedded into the wall, steadily.

Xu Yi couldn't believe his eyes. Although he was not a top master, if he talked about swordsmanship in Beijing, he was at least the top five. However, this sword used 80% of his skills. The opponent did not dodge or dodge, and just two fingers were cut off for him?

Not only Xu Yi, but even the Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao were shocked when they saw it, and they felt cold in their hearts. They knew that the sword demon was powerful, but they didn't know that it was so powerful.

After Xu Yi was shocked, he felt distressed. This sword was the best he had ever obtained since he practiced the sword. It was broken and his heart was about to be broken.

At this time, the Fourth Master said something in Yuwen Hao's ear, "I'll take back what I said before."

"Which sentence?" Yu Wenhao asked calmly with his sword at the southern guest without turning his head.

"If the sword demon comes alone, my Lenglang Gate is enough to deal with this sentence!" The Fourth Master actually showed a little nervous for the first time. His hand holding the sword slowly sank down, and the sword edge was facing the guest on the south side.

Yu Wenhao was amused and crying, "Why didn't you wait until the call is over? It's better than being discouraged now."

"No, now I'll tell you that I'm giving you a psychological preparation, throw away your fantasy, and be ready to fight to the death!" The Fourth Master looked at the Nanbianke and saw that he had not taken out the sword, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Could it be that he was going to attack so many of them with bare hands? The archers on the wall are all ready.

The Nanbianke looked at them in a daze, "Where did you offend me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just show your weapons!" Xu Yi said angrily, turned around and snatched the guard's sword, and looked at the guest on the south side.

The Nanbianke was a little confused, "The young man has no weapons."

"Don't pretend to be a ghost. Are you not a sword demon? Where is your sword?" Xu Yi said vigilantly.

The guest from the south walked out, picked up a broken branch on the ground, and pointed at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi was furious, "You used a branch instead of a sword? How dare you insult us so lightly?"

Nanbianke shook his head, "Young Master hasn't used a sword for many years. Baby, please step back. I will only fight His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Your head is not worth a million taels of gold."

There was nothing to say before. The Fourth Master attacked first, and Yu Wenhao immediately flashed and flew over with his sword. The sword energy of the two of them covered Xiaosha's aura and attacked the south guest. The South guest did not move, and took the remaining branches and swept it like this. The Fourth Master and Yu Wenhao suddenly felt a powerful momentum coming, forcing them to flip back. Yu Feng took several steps before barely standing firmly.

Just this move made Yuwenhao and the Fourth Master feel calm. The difference in strength is so great, how can you fight?

The Fourth Master calmed down, raised his hand and ordered, "Shoot the arrow!"

The archer was ordered, and the rainy arrow flew over. Everyone retreated, but the guest from the south did not move at all. He was still standing in the corridor, full of true energy, and his clothes were so bulging. The fast arrows flew over and never touched him, and they all landed one after another, and even the arrows were broken.

A person's internal energy is so profound that he cannot hurt him at all if he doesn't get into the sword.

The bun wolf rushed up and attacked his face with his claws. He brushed his sleeves and the bun wolf flew straight out, hit the wall, and then slid to the ground. Although the wolf was fine, it was defeated miserably.

Everyone was shocked, and even Yuan Qingling, who was hiding in the corridor, couldn't help but exclaim.

The Fourth Master saw that the bun wolf was not worth a single attack in front of the southern guest, and his heart was about to be broken. His blood rushed up on his peerless face. He immediately jumped up and used a sword technique. The sword energy enveloped him like a scattered flower in the sky. Yuwenhao and the ghost guards also attacked together. The sword formation was weaving and was airtight. More than ten swords did not gain the upper hand at all on the southern guest's remaining branches.

But at least it started fighting and would not be killed instantly.

The bun wolf ran to Yuan Qingling with a whimper, as if she could not bear the blow. Yuan Qingling sat down and hugged it, not caring about comforting it, but just watched the fight in the yard with fear. Asi urged her hard, and she refused to leave when she returned to Xiaoyue Pavilion.

The dim sum and Erbao also came out to watch the battle. They were calm and composed. When it came to Baozilang's failure, Baozi said directly: "Are you stupid? He is so capable. If you just pounce on him, can you hurt him? You have to use your real skills."

The wolf whined twice, then crawled at the feet of Baozi, looking particularly discouraged. Yuan Qingling asked with fear, "What's the real skill?"

Baozi said: "It's the ability that mom doesn't allow us to use."

Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment and looked back at the bun, "How can Snow Wolf?"

Baozi grabbed Baozilang's ears, then held it docilely, sat on Baozilang's forehead with his chin, looked at Yuan Qingling and said, "Yes, Xiaohu can do it."

Yuan Qingling frowned, "What's the matter?"

There are mutations in the buns, but it is impossible for Xuelang and Xiaohu to have them? Can they be taught? Then why don’t you teach them to her?

"Can Baozilang beat that person with his real skills?" Yuan Qingling felt very anxious as the battle situation became more and more intense.
Chapter completed!