Chapter 620: An Ambuscade (1/2)

Chapter 620: An Ambuscade

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Yun Yang's wrath was still ablaze as he swung his ar…” A dozen wine pots crashed into the third prince unceasingly,the uan Lingxiu's expression and gaze were icy as she watched the revolting prince quietly Softly but clearly, she said, ”Whether such a day comes or not… at least, that person will never be you!”

She then turned and returned to the rooer lance at the third prince, not even once The person limpse would be a dishonor to her eyes Absolutely horrendous!

”Take hiht! I!”

Yun Yang threw the last wine pot, the ceraory head He was bri with murderous intent as he eain and he'll die right here – even if God Himself were to plead for hi intent that was about to condense into a solid form on him They knew that it was no idle threat Actually, just by looking at the third prince's barely alive state, one would be able to ascertain that Yun Yang could definitely do what he had promised

If he dared to beat up the prince and cause such serious injuries, he would dare to kill hi about it?

In addition, if the third prince was not sent for treat able to do anythinghad sla

The third prince's subordinates panicked, afraid that the third prince would actually die here However, before they could decide on their course of action, suddenly…

Just as Yun Yang shut the door, suddenly…

”Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

The sound of the air being sliced apart rang out consistently

A series of cries came from outside the door while a constant tattoo of ”knock, knock, knock”, the noise of hidden weapons e out loudly as well

There were sharp rays of light flashi+ng upon the door that had just been slammed shut Countless merciless secret weapons had struck the door like a stor with a blue tint It was apparent that the weapons which were deployed as an a frowned

He could see instantly that someone wanted to kill him As for those people outside the door, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that they had all died; they were sih to have been eet le of the attack told him as much

His furious door slam had, in all likelihood, caused the ah that he was fortunate to avoid the secret weapons, leaving them stuck in the door

”The Redolent Inn indeed, this wooden door is actually made of steel wood I am fortunate that it is of such excellent quality”

Listening to the knocking sound that cahost of a s's lips

In actual fact, he was quite shocked and there was even a lingering sense of fear

The ae of danger before it happened and that, too, had disappeared instantly He had not sensed any hint of killing intent If it were not for the closing of the door that had helped blocked the a knew that he would have been injured to a certain degree, even if he was not severely harmed to the point of death; ical power of the Endless Divine Art that was unafraid of any poison in this world