C407 (2/2)

”Does he have any cards? No, he even put away his sword. Did he admit defeat? ”

The crowd was surprised and then shook their heads.

”No more resistance? Well, I'll let you die happily! ”

When Zhu Wenbo saw this, he said with a disdainful smile that the next moment, a fierce sword spirit swept out of him, like waves, sweeping everything and rushing straight to doutian.

Doutian was indifferent and motionless, and let the sword move close.

Seeing that the sword spirit was about to approach doutian and kill him, Zhu Wenbo showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

At this time, suddenly, doutian's vast fighting spirit was burning up, and he turned around crazily.

The wave of sword Qi was constantly colliding in the void, but it couldn't get close to him. His robe agitated. In his hand, a long sword suddenly appeared.”Blood

With a faint light drink, a bloody rainbow across the sky, all the sword Qi suddenly burst, bloody sword Qi does not reduce, lock Zhu Wenbo.

The smile on Zhu Wenbo's face was stiff, and his eyes were cold. He waved two swords repeatedly, which blocked the bloody awn. The corner of his clothes was cut to pieces, and a sword mark appeared on his left shoulder.

”So strong!”

As soon as the pupils of the crowd shrink, Dou Tian is not giving up and waiting to die. With his strength, he is as good as Zhu Wenbo.

Chen Hao's face was gloomy. His hope was lost for the time being, and his face became more and more ugly.

Just at this time, a group of figures came in the distance, and the powerful momentum surprised the crowd.

”The third prince is here too!”

”There are eight princes on the other side.”

”Bai Yu, Yu Chengjun, a hundred Li Wen Feng.”

The crowd exclaimed in amazement and quickly made way for a few roads. They were all heroes of the younger generation of the emperor on a snowy night. Even the older generation of soldiers had to be afraid.

”Listen to me, both of you.”

All of a sudden, a magnetic voice rang out. The crowd looked around. It was yeyulong, the third prince, who was talking.

”Third prince, I will kill him today!”

Zhu Wenbo took a look at the night jade dragon, and his cold eyes fell on Dou Tian.

The third prince Ye Yulong frowned and said in a voice:

”in that case, please help yourself.”

The night jade dragon not far away Yan Xuan just want to say what, finally can only sigh a breath, to the words of the mouth by his life swallow down.

”This man is in Baoding, Keke.”

All of a sudden, another sonorous and powerful voice rang out. A man in a white robe came forward. The man was as handsome as jade, but slightly morbid.

Beside him, a white dress woman supports her. It's yelongjue. Doutian naturally guesses the identity of the white robed man, which should be yeyuxuan, the eighth prince who was attacked by Yu Chengjun.

”Eighth prince, you'd better take care of yourself. It's snowy and windy. Don't be blown away!”

Zhu Wenbo glanced at yeyuxuan, but he didn't pay attention at all.

”Son of a bitch, who are you talking to?”

The night long Jue is angry, have the posture of a pair of hand greatly.

”You are the royal family. Naturally, you don't pay attention to me as a common people. However, as a person of the emperor's Court on a snowy night, I avenge my relatives. Do you still want to protect a person of the little emperor's court?”

Zhu Wenbo fought against each other and did not let him.

For a moment, yelongjue and xueyuxuan don't know what to say. Zhu Wenbo's words are very reasonable. Here, after all, is the emperor's reign on a snowy night. Once he aims at Zhu Wenbo, he will lose his heart.

Doutian looks at yelongjue and xueyuxuan gratefully. Even if Zhu Wenbo wants to give up, he will not.

”Eight younger brothers, long Jue, it's someone else's business. Let's not interfere.”

Suddenly, Yulong's voice continued to ring.