Vol 3 Chapter 1908: Opportunity 7.6

Chapter 1908
"Say, who are you? Why are you among the ancients?" Zhu Xi asked.
How can a person who knows the nine swordsmanship ruled in the head of the ancient family? This is absolutely impossible, and there must be some secrets that are unknown!
The man in the brown shirt was blushing and thick in the neck, but he still said in a hard way: "Prisoners under the order, you have to kill and kill, no nonsense!"
At this time, Xia Yuanqiu went to the brown shirt man and turned to Zhu Xidao: "It is a pity to kill him. It is a pity that these nine swords, so that he can live a life, but he can no longer be bullied by him!"
Zhu Xi’s lips smiled and he said,
Do you mean, have you abolished his martial arts?

Xia Yuanqiu shrugged: "It was a pity, but he didn't know how to use it. What is the use of his martial arts?"
The brown-shirt man was shocked and angered: "You are a pair of dogs and men, you will be retribution."
Zhu Xi looked dull: "I will be retribution, you will know soon!" He and Yuan Qiuben are just playing around with him. I didn't intend to really abolish his martial arts. I didn't expect this guy to actually use this. Generally not clean, it seems that the first to be retribution is his own.
Zhu Xiyi's palm was printed on the back of the man in the brown shirt. The palm of his hand shook the man's veins. He let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground. From then on, he was just an ordinary person. It’s too hard.
"You, you guys-"
Zhu Xi, staring at the brown shirt man said: "How are we? Are you full of resentment? It doesn't matter, I can give you another chance. As long as you honestly answer my questions, I will naturally follow you. How about ribbing, how?"
The man in the brown shirt bite his teeth: "You dream!" Then he suddenly fell sideways, his neck slammed into the long blue sword, and the blood suddenly poured out. A pair of round eyes screamed. People can really be said to be dead.
Zhu Xi shook his head and sighed: "It's really a hard bone, but it's a pity that this nine swordsmanship!" He stood up and turned to look at the group of guards who were lying aside. The guards came into contact with Zhu Xi's cold eyes. They have to go back involuntarily.
Xia Yuanqiu pointed at the door of the main courtyard that had been closed from beginning to end: "You don't feel weird? We fight here for a long time, and the people in the room didn't even have a single person to take a look."
Zhu Xi glanced at the closed door and immediately turned and waved at the group of guards: "Come here!"
The guards face each other, dare not go forward, and dare not go back, just stupid in the same place.
Their heads are already dead. They don't know if they should surrender now, or they should have a bit of a bone and learn from their heads.
Zhu Xi pointed to a young and beautiful boy in the guard group: "You, come over!"
The young man’s calf was straight, and the so-called Jing Wang, the powerful man, made him feel timid. When his finger pointed at him, the feeling was like being stared at by death, always grabbing it. His life is no different.
Zhu Xi said again: "Come here, don't let the king say the third time!"
The juvenile's calf was even more powerful, but he couldn't stand still again, and his feet couldn't help but walk toward the handsome and cold prince.
The young man's body was constantly close, until only two feet away, Zhu Xifang stopped.