Just when Master Anbodhi's sharp knife pierced Ye Ling'er's body, blood spattered out, and a stream of blood fell on Ye Ruyu's body impartially. Although he was usually ferocious and violent, he had never seen such a scene before, and he was so frightened that he couldn't stand it. Trembling, he actually fell down from the bronze rosette!
"Yu'er!"
Princess Anguo exclaimed, but saw Master Anbodhi stop his hand and look back angrily.
"What bad luck! Why is this kid so useless!"
His sharp knife pierced Ye Ling'er's chest, and blood flowed out along the blade, as if it was being sucked out. It kept flowing to the handle of the knife, through the handle, and then to the copper pillar behind her.
There are already several traces of blood on the copper pillar, and there are also a few ghostly red colors on the tips of the petals of the bronze rosette opposite.
It¡¯s just that Ye Ruyu, who was supposed to be sitting on the bronze rosette, now rubbed her butt in fear and fell to the side.
"It's really useless!"
Master Anbodhi snorted coldly, reached out and pulled out the sharp knife from Ye Ling'er's chest. Ye Ling'er screamed in pain, her face turned pale, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"You can't even sit on the bronze rosette. What a waste. The first step of the first blood meeting has not been completed, so you have to start over. Princess, you hold the young prince, don't let him fall again!"
Master An Bodhi shouted impatiently, walked to the surrounding green flames, sprinkled a handful of unknown powder, and began to mutter the mantra again!
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Ye Chongtian stepped into the main hall.
This was originally the main hall of the Hou Mansion, where his father Ye Leming once established his government. Although he was young at that time, he still remembered it.
But since Princess Anguo married here, this place has become her territory. For Ye Chongtian, there have never been any good memories here.
Now, there is no one in the main hall, and all the candles that were originally immortal have been extinguished, leaving only a few lights, and the light is dim. The shadows shook with an oppressive sense of terror.
"Ling'er!"
Ye Chongtian shouted loudly.
Such a situation must be weird. He tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. By this time, he didn't care about anything except the safety of his sister.
The only answer to him was the echo in the hall.
"What is going on? What does Princess Anguo want to do?"
Ye Chongtian was anxious, but he still tried hard to stay calm and carefully observed everything in the main hall.
Just at this time. In the darkest place of the main hall, a long sigh came.
"well¡ª¡ª"
This is the voice of a middle-aged man. This sigh was tired and sad.
"Little Marquis, you are now the number one winner in the imperial competition. As long as you don't go against the princess, you will have a bright future. Why do you have to reveal the truth?"
"You know, the truth is often very cruel!"
With the cold voice, a tall figure walked out of the darkness.
"Who are you¡¡"
Ye Chongtian's eyes suddenly turned cold!
The person in front of me has a sinister look. The man with a slightly convex head was wearing a black robe and carrying two knives at his waist. There was a deep scar on his face, which almost cut his face in half!
"Uncle He!"
He actually knows this man!
He Youji!
Back then, his father Ye Leming¡¯s general used his double sword to attack Youji!
Ye Chongtian was impressed by him. It was precisely because he once performed the stunt of double swords on his sixth birthday.
His knife is fast, ruthless and accurate, even the flies flying in the sky. They can be cut into six pieces with one sword!
Since Ye Leming's death, Ye Chongtian has never seen Uncle He again, but he never thought that he would join Princess Anguo's sect.
"My dear nephew, I didn't expect that you still remember me?"
He Youji's voice was like a cold stone, with a rough and grainy texture. Men who have been in the ice and snow in the north for a long time often have such a voice.
He once guarded the border for ten years and was rescued by Ye Leming when he was at the end of his rope. It can be said that he was one of Ye Leming's most effective stoppers.
Ye Chongtian composed himself, took a step forward, and his expression turned cold.
"Uncle He, are you coming to stop me too?"
No matter what happened back then, since He Youji is standing here now, it is natural to stop him from moving forward - to stop him from finding his sister.
Although he didn't know what happened to Ling'er, Ye Chongtian's heart became more and more tense.
"That's really impossible"
He Youji sighed, "After the death of Lord Marquis, the old troops dispersed, and I had nowhere to go. The royal family is recruiting for the position of commander of the secret guards, so I have no reason not to go."
¡°Who else besides Ye Leming can use a person like him, and who dares to use him? Only the position of secret guard in darkness is suitable for him.
"Now that I am loyal to Princess Anguo, little Marquis, even though I think of the Marquis' kindness and do not want to hurt you, if you must go there, I have no choice but to stop you!"
Ye Chongtian snorted coldly and stood up with his sword drawn. He was too lazy to rebuke such a person who was courting Qin and Mu Chu. If words were useful, what else would he do with a sword?
"In this case, there is no need to mention the kindness of the past, let's take action!"
He Youji was a genuine martial artist in the Kaishan realm back then, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have been able to become a general, capable of frightening the outside world with the power of his two swords!
Now that many years have passed, although he is older, his sword skills will only get stronger with practice.
At least, judging from the aura he exudes, his strength is only stronger than before!
But how could Ye Chongtian back down!
"hehe¡¡"
He Youji sneered twice, "Our uncle and nephew haven't seen each other for many years. I didn't expect that when we met, we would start shouting and killing. How bad that would be"
He sighed quietly, seemingly reluctantly, but the moment he lowered his head and sighed, the two swords suddenly popped out from his waist, and like lightning, they joined together and slashed towards Ye Chongtian's throat!
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He is a general who leads the army. He only knows how to win, and he doesn¡¯t care about friendship or the rules of the world!
when! when!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. Ye Chongtian blocked the fierce sneak attack with his sword. He used the force to retreat gracefully, and the sword light was rolled back to protect the front!
Although he didn¡¯t expect He Youji to be so heartless, how could he not be vigilant at times like this?
He Youji's sword missed, and he was shaken by the force. He felt his arms were sore and numb, and a look of horror could not help but appear on his face.
"How has this boy's martial arts reached this level?"
As the commander of the secret guards, he always pays attention to Ye Chongtian's improvement in strength, but he can almost be said to be improving by leaps and bounds every day. For example, in today's competition, He Youji never expected that Ye Chongtian would win the title. Jian Zong!
But even so, according to his opinion, Ye Chongtian's strength will be weakened after the battle with the famous sword sect. Coupled with his full-scale sneak attack, even if it is impossible to kill him with one sword, he should at least take advantage!
Now it seems that it is evenly divided!
No wonder the three assassins of the Secret Guard couldn't even delay him for a few minutes!