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Chapter five hundred and seventieth assassination(2/2)

The prince held the wine glass smoothly with his palm and looked at the person with interest.

Over the past few days, he has killed and seized life and death, ordered all troops, and has cultivated a sense of majesty and silence.

But even so, when I saw the person's face clearly, my pupils still shrank: "It's you! Sword Saint Cao Qiu!"

"Qiu... has met Prince Pan!"

Cao Qiu walked in slowly, waved the ancient sword in his hand, and the soldiers approaching the surroundings immediately screamed and flew backwards. The gap appeared from the armor and suddenly cracked and a large amount of blood oozed out.

Bang!

In the camp, several great merchant nobles who were originally sitting high suddenly turned pale and their wine lords fell to the ground.

The power of one person and one sword is enough to make thousands of troops bow down!

"Sword Saint Cao Qiu... You actually trespassed into the military camp and assassinated the prince?"

A brave doctor stood up: "Are you not afraid that my Shang Dynasty would destroy your Cao Family Sword Hall? And those disciples in Shangyi..."

call out!

Cao Qiu glanced at him and stabbed him out with a sword.

The doctor trembled all over, a blood mark appeared on his forehead, and he fell straight down.

Boom!

Suddenly, the whole banquet collapsed immediately, and the officials fought against each other, looking at the figure like a demon.

"I imagine that there is no such thing as Dongyi who can impress the sword saint. Who are the people from the Western Zhou Kingdom?"

The prince tidied up his clothes and said calmly.

"Okay... Confucianism says that a gentleman will inevitably die, and the prince Panguo is very human!" Cao Qiu nodded: "It's a pity... who is the employer? Please forgive me and cannot tell me!"

“Bold!”

Evil roared, raised the wine table, and smashed it at Cao Qiu.

Cao Qiu let out a casual sword, and the desk was almost broken, and he flew backwards, his clothes cracked, making a sound of metal and iron attacks.

“Huh?”

Cao Qiu grabbed the sword and looked at the evil that he didn't know about life and death, but he was a little surprised, but then he kept walking towards the prince's plate.

"Let's wait!"

Heizuka and Gai Nie walked up to him with two swords of water and fire.

"You guys come to stop me, too?"

Cao Qiu glanced at it and shook his head: "If your Lord is here, I might turn around and leave immediately, but for you two..."

"It's no point in saying it!"

Gai Nie and Hei Chung were both furious and danced the sword of water and fire.

Whoosh!

The sword energy was scattered, and the two swords of water and fire combined together actually formed a sword formation and suddenly enveloped it.

"Um?"

Cao Qiu's face changed: "The Sword of Thunder!"

Boom!

He stabbed out with a sword, and actually carried wind and thunder, and interspersed with the water and fire sword energy in the air, making a long and harsh sound.

The next moment, a crisp sound came from the center of the battle!
Chapter completed!
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