Chapter 1841: Your sword is weird

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, the corners of Prince Twenty-Two's mouth twitched.
I have seen shameless people, I have never seen such shameless people!
However, he was unable to refute.
If the things done by Wan Yan Xia Rong were known to the royal family, his father would most likely depose Prince Wan Yan Xia Rong, and he might also be held accountable.
If he changed someone else, he would definitely not say anything, because in this matter, it is the wisest thing to completely separate himself from Wanyan Xiarong, but this person is Zhang Yifeng!
Zhang Yifeng has what he wants, so naturally he cannot let Zhang Yifeng go so easily.
Thinking of this, the twenty-two prince snorted coldly and said, "Even if Yan Xiarong has committed many crimes, then our Dali royal family will come to try him, and it is not your turn to convict him!"
"No matter what, it's a fact that you killed the princes of my Dali Kingdom. At this time, this king will definitely pursue you to the end. The other princes of the kingdom will not sit back and watch you kill the princes of peace. Reasonable."
The words of the twenty-two princes had just fallen, but Qiu Lin took a step forward, arched his hand to the twenty-two princes, and said: "His Royal Highness's words are very bad, and Zhang Yifeng killed him not only because of what Yan Xiarong committed. Nothing is wrong, but meritorious. I think a chivalrous man like Zhang Yifeng should be commended."
Hearing Qiulin's words, Prince Twenty-Two's face instantly became gloomy.
Among the great princes of the kingdom, he has swept many princes, but apart from the warlord Wanyan Xiarong, there are only two princes who have little strength to join him. As for the other princes, he has been recruiting him. Sloppy eyes.
Among these sloppy princes, Qiulin and Xu Nantian are included.
It is precisely because of this that when Wan Yan Xiarong designed to frame Xu Nantian, although he knew in advance, he acquiesced.
It can be said that Wanyan Xiarong has always been his right-hand man over the years, and he is also a strong supporter of his future fight for the king's seat, but now, with the emergence of Zhang Yifeng, all this will be in vain. How can he not Hate Zhang Yifeng.
But he didn't expect that the cowardly warlord would openly talk back to Zhang Yifeng for Zhang Yifeng's sake, which made him immediately feel dull.
Thinking of this, Prince Twenty-Two sneered, and said with a dark look: "Qiu Lin, are you going to be against this king?"
Qiu Lin shook his head and said neither humble nor arrogant: "His Royal Highness has misunderstood. I am not against your Highness. I just don't want a chivalrous person like Zhang Yifeng to be misunderstood, which will chill the hearts of the monks in the world."
Speaking of this, Qiulin paused, and continued: "His Royal Highness, you are a prince. I don't think I don't understand this, right?"
The twenty-two prince was at a loss, and when he heard Qiulin's words, he felt speechless for a while.
At this moment, a creepy voice suddenly came from not far away.
"The words of His Highness Twenty-two are the will of the royal family. If anyone dares to disobey, I will kill him."
Hearing this voice, everyone turned around in confusion. When they saw the speaker clearly, everyone's pupils shrank.
The speaker was a man with a withered face.
The man was dressed in black, and his whole body was shrouded in black. He wore a hideous ghost mask on his face, which looked terrifying.
Seeing the black robe man who suddenly appeared, everyone was taken aback.
They were horrified to discover that as long as they looked at the black-robed man, there was a feeling of death. This feeling is as if the black-robed man is a messenger of hell. As long as he offends him, his soul will be hooked away at any time. .
At this time, Zhang Yifeng's eyes gradually became serious.
He had a faint feeling that this black-robed man was stronger than everyone present!
"At least it is also the cultivation base of the 9th floor in the out-of-aperture period!"
After understanding this, Zhang Yifeng's expression suddenly became serious.
From the words of the black-robed man Sen Leng just now, you can tell that he is from Prince Twenty-Two, that is to say, this black-robed man rushed to him.
Unlike others, when Prince Twenty-Two saw the man in the black robe, his face was happy, and he couldn't wait to say: "Ghost Li, you are finally here, help this king win Zhang Yifeng!"
The black robe man nodded respectfully, and then Sen Leng's eyes focused on Zhang Yifeng.
"Boy, dictate yourself, under the sword of this seat, don't kill the unknown!" The black robe man said arrogantly.
Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but Prince Twenty-Two said from the side: "No, Guili, I want to live."
Hearing this, the black robe man nodded, and a pitch-black sickle pedal suddenly appeared in his hand.
Afterwards, he chuckled and said coldly: "Since it is the request of the prince, Gui Li must obey it."
After speaking, a burst of black gas rushed into the black robe man's body, and then the black sickle in his hand came out, mixed with black gas and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
Although the black sickle seemed very cumbersome, its speed was surprisingly fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, the black sickle appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes and flew towards Zhang Yifeng's ankle.
Obviously, the black robe man wanted to cut Zhang Yifeng's feet with a black sickle!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yifeng sneered, looking at the black scythe flying towards his feet, there was no panic in his eyes, instead a sneer appeared.
As soon as the black-robed man took action, Zhang Yifeng understood that the black-robed man was a magic repair!
Demon repairs are not heaven and earth auras, but domineering demon auras. If you change someone else, you will definitely feel jealous and fearful of demon repairs. After all, demon repairs have always been very mysterious in people's eyes.
But Zhang Yifeng was not afraid of it. The magic repair strength he had seen was much higher than the black robe man in front of him.
Therefore, facing the attack of the black-robed man, a sarcasm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his mind moved, and the mark of the sky-splitting appeared in his hand.
When the black sickle was about to fall on his feet, he gently shook off a sword flower, and the next moment, the heavy scar of the sky struck the blade of the black sickle.
Keng!
With a crisp sound, the black sickle, which originally seemed extremely evil, was knocked out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
puff!
Almost at the moment the black sickle was knocked into the air, the black robe man spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You...your sword is weird!"