Chapter 270: Murder in the night

Chu Qianye and the eighth prince left the mansion of the city lord. Uncle Wang sent them back to the palace after saddling their horses. On the way, unexpectedly unexpectedly...
Chu Qianye and the Eighth Prince sat in the dragon cart, and the two chatted casually, but when the dragon cart was on the way, his cold hair suddenly stood up.
"Leave the dragon cart!"
When Chu Qianye's voice fell, people had already left the chariot.
"Boom!"
A dazzling sword light suddenly split the dragon cart into two.
After hearing what Chu Qianye said, the eighth prince hurriedly left the dragon chariot. Just after leaving the dragon chariot, his sword aura suddenly slashed.
Uncle Wang was also secretly surprised.
"Who are you?! This is Qingyun County, you are waiting for guests who dare to attack my county?" Uncle Wang's face sank and said coldly.
Chu Qianye stared at him, wearing a cloak and red robe, with a strong aura, no matter how he looked like a person in the dark blood territory.
"Haha, Qingyun County? Isn't it a superior county? It doesn't seem to be great, right."
Under the cloak, the voice was a little cold.
The man spread out the white paper and stared for a while.
"Your Excellency is Chu Qianye, right."
When the voice fell, Chu Qianye suddenly felt that someone was staring at him with cold eyes.
This kind of breath made him very uncomfortable.
"I think so."
The other three figures slowly walked out of the dark corner, dressed in the same fashion, but with different heights.
"Do it!"
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The four of them didn't have the slightest nonsense at all. After confirming Chu Qianye's identity, they immediately acted. Such a decisive killing made Chu Qianye very surprised.
Very professional!
Chu Qianye's dark eyes shot a sharp glow.
Blood race, although he doesn't know much about it, but these people are really blood race people?
"Uncle Wang, you go and inform the people in the palace." Chu Qianye said in a divine voice, and immediately flicked his finger, and two bronze figures suddenly flew out, with a faint silver glow.
"puppet?"
The man in black showed a surprised look.
Chu Qianye hadn't used these two puppets for a long time.
Last time he entered the Throne of Angry Flames, Long Aotian taught him the method of refining, and he refined it at will. Four ruined one. When he entered the thunder pond, he was ruined by the Seventh Prince and others, leaving only two puppets.
On the Profound Energy Continent, the puppets are divided into four levels, like the martial arts and martial arts. The only difference is that each level of the puppet is also divided into nine stars, the lowest level is one star, and the highest level is nine stars.
Each level of puppets corresponds to four different colors: yellow-tiered silk bronze, mysterious-tiered inch silver, ground-tiered ruler red, heavenly-tiered zhangjin, and nine stars.
Chu Qianye's palm formed a handprint.
When this strange handprint was formed, the energy of the virtual space trembled, and the two puppets suddenly raised their heads, and the color of bronze burst out of their bodies.
"Roar!"
The four rays of light suddenly burst out.
"Yellow-ranked four-star puppet!"
The warrior wearing a cloak said in a deep voice.
Although they are only the lowest level puppets, these guys can't kill them, and they are more decisive than them, and they will only obey Chu Qianye's orders.
At the same time, Chu Qianye was holding a war sword and chopped out a huge sword energy of seven feet.
The warrior who killed Xiang Chu Qianye frowned.
"Humph, it's a sting like what the intelligence said, but if you meet me, you will definitely die!"
After the words were over, a sturdy iron chain with a thick palm fell into his sleeve robe, and there was a gloomy atmosphere around him.
A harsh, light hum suddenly came from under the red robe, and a black mist formed a wave of fluctuations, strange energy fluctuations, flowing out of the iron chain like that arm.
Chu Qianye's eyes gradually turned cold, looking at the black energy that rushed in.
With a grip of his war sword, profound energy suddenly burst out.
One point on the sole of the foot, the war sword suddenly slashed out, and the power of the bloodline burst out from his palm, and finally all condensed in the war sword, and the black energy collided fiercely together, a violent The strong wind rippled and burst out from the place where it touched, breaking Wangcheng Avenue to pieces.
This sword has at least eighty ding power.
However, Chu Qianye didn't expect that the chain was unexpectedly hard, there was no sign of breaking, and it was obviously not an ordinary thing.
"Humph."
Chu Qianye snorted coldly, and the sword flicked, and the wanton sword aura once again burst into the cloaked warrior.
The sword qi pierced the black mist on the iron chain, and the fluctuation was reduced a lot in an instant. The warrior quickly backed away, and it took a long time to hear a little gloomy voice.
"It's really good. But it's useless. It will take your life today!"
When the voice fell, I saw a cloud of black mist popping out again, and there was a faint gurgling sound. In his surprised eyes, this person took out a blood bottle and poured all the blood red liquid inside into his mouth. in.
Chu Qianye looked at this warrior with a numb scalp.
This person seems to be a real blood, but he shouldn't recognize his identity. On that day, he snatched the bone spirit from the blood clan's hands, dressed in disguise, and took the concealed pill, few people could recognize him.
"Boom!"
The blood energy was swallowed by him, and the violent power spread out in an instant, and the black mist on the iron chain suddenly became more gloomy.
A little on the sole of his foot, Xiang Chu Qianye burst out again.
"dead."
The cold voice was spit out from his mouth.
When the voice fell, the chain suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and rushed to him again.
Along the chain, the void is violently twisted, and it trembles immediately!
There was finally a solemn expression on Chu Qianye's face.
This guy, the strength is really not trivial, and he can feel this terrible energy ripple even at such a distance.
"Three variants of the battle body!"
Chu Qianye's heart moved, the Immortal God Art in his body began to circulate rapidly, and profound energy quickly wandered through his body.
"Thunder and sword spirit."
Chu Qianye's battle sword burst out with a bright light, slashing forward fiercely.
"Thunder moving Jianxin."
"Leading sword seal."
With three moves, Chu Qianye almost never stopped. The terrifying sword aura and sword imprint erupted with a powerful destructive force, bursting out like a decay.
The figure of that person was suddenly forced to stagnate.
"Break it for me!"
A roar suddenly spread from under the cloak, and the chain in his palm burst out like a dragon, breaking through the sword qi and sword mark.
"Boom!"
On the Eighth Prince's side, although he tried his best, the strength gap and the defeat were already obvious. I am afraid that it will not last long.
Looking at the puppets, they were decisive, but they were too rigid. They didn't have the sharp and changeable moves of human beings, and there was a gap in their strength. They quickly attacked unsightly, and cracks appeared on their bodies.
Chu Qianye frowned.
Who are these people? Bloodlines? Not all.
Who gets the most profit once you die?
There are too many suspects, and he can't find the man behind the scenes now.
Bright black eyes, staring at the red robe warrior who was chasing him, he secretly sighed in his heart, his robe was flying, his hair danced wildly, and his sword chants trembling.