Chapter 2211: Can't let this person escape

"Yes, father!" Zhang Yanchen heard the words, and he was inspired to express his father's orders. He summoned several guest masters and master guards.
Soon, several of the Wangfu Masters and the Guardian Masters of the Wangfu were summoned.
The dry prince briefly said something about Huang Xiaolong, and he looked awkwardly: "This person is very likely to be a black magician, so this time, you must successfully take this person and you can't let this person escape!"
The middle-aged man in the front wearing a yellow robes proudly said: "Please rest assured that the prince is the first master of the fourth step of Tianjun, and I am sure to take the other side down!"
This middle-aged man is the master of Yin of the Wangfu, and the strongest of the several masters of the Wangfu. Although it is also the beginning of the fourth step of Tianjun, he has cultivated some secret methods and mastery exercises, which can easily overcome the same order. Master.
The dry prince smiled and said: "Then trouble Yin Master. When I take this person down, I will reward you!"
"Wang Ye is very polite, we are contributing to the palace! It is a good thing!" Master Yin smiled.
Several other guest masters are also busy with the sound.
Immediately, the prince led the masters of the palace to the Jinxiu courtyard.
When the princes of the princes led the masters to come to the Fairview House, Zhang Wenyue also got a maid's report, and he couldn't help but change his face.
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Inducted to the king's murderous, Huang Xiaolong walked down from the bed indifferently, then went out of the room and came to the middle of the yard.
Huang Xiaolong just stood in the middle of the yard, and he saw the prince rushing in with Wang Fuzhong masters. The courtyard was full of Wangfuzhong guards and archers.
The bow and arrow are not ordinary bows and arrows. Each arrow is engraved with the ancient runes. The high-level bow of the gods can break the defense of the ordinary Tianjun.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the princes who rushed in, Zhang Yuchen and Wang Fuzhong masters.
The dry prince's eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong, and Huang Xiaolong, who looked at the hand, stood awkward.
"Is this person?" The prince asked Zhang Yichen, the son of the side.
Zhang Xiaochen said: "It should be this person." In fact, he has never seen Huang Xiaolong.
The dry prince stared at Huang Xiaolong's face and looked at the faint bloodstain on Huang Xiaolong's face. He said coldly: "You are the little yellow dragon that my daughter rescued? Say, you pretend to be seriously injured, what is the intention of mixing into my prince's palace?" ?"
"Intention?" Huang Xiaolong smiled and glanced around: "In my eyes, your so-called dry princes and slums are no different. I really can't think of what your dear princes deserve my intentions!"
This Jinxiu Academy is an important courtyard of the Qianwangfu House, but the Lingmu and jade that construct the Jinxiu Academy are in the eyes of Huang Xiaolong, but it is the garbage that he does not want.
For Huang Xiaolong, who lives in the lower reaches of the Blue Dragon Kingdom, this prince’s palace is no different from the slums.
However, the dry prince and Zhang Yuchen and others are very angry.
"I don't know how to live!" Zhang Xiaochen's eyes are cold: "Do you think we don't know that you are a black magician? Say! What is your identity in the Dark Devil? Is it a black demon to teach the Lord? You are mixed into my prince's palace. Is it necessary to steal the Panlong Sword from our princely palace?!"
Panlongjian is the inheritance sword of the Qianwangfu Palace. It is the first king of the Jinyuan Kingdom and is given to the Qianwangfu. Although it is not a treasure, it is also a superior chaos.
"Panlong sword?" Huang Xiaolong could not help but smile, the other person feels too good.
Looking through the books of the library, he knows that the Panlong Sword of the Prince’s Palace is a superior chaotic instrument. However, now, even the Supreme Lingbao, Huang Xiaolong can’t look at his eyes, let alone a chaotic spirit?
Chaos Spirit, for Huang Xiaolong, is no different from scrap copper.
Zhang Xiaochen saw Huang Xiaolong shaking his head and mocking a smile. He couldn’t help but anger with his eyes. He had a long sword in his hand and he had to shoot.
Although he is not as strong as his sister Zhang Wenyue, he is also a master of the tenth-order mid-level of the gods.
"Little prince, you are the body of the golden body, why do you have to take it out yourself, and deal with the spies of these black cults, I will wait until the shot!" At this time, Master Wang Fu Yin said.
Zhang Yuchen stopped.
Master Wang Fu Yin and several other guest masters looked at the prince, meaning that they asked for the prince.
The dry prince nodded.
Master Yin, a few people stepped forward, surrounded Huang Xiaolong in the middle.
Just when Master Yin had to start, suddenly Zhang Wenyue rushed in with the maid: "Slow!"
Master Yin, a few people could not help but stop.
"Father, you, Huang Gongzi is my guest!" Zhang Wenyue came to the side of the prince, and screamed.
The dry prince brows: "Moon, this person's identity is unknown, first pretending to be seriously injured by you, and then wounded the Wang Guanjia, the behavior is suspicious, it is very likely that the black magic teach people, the father to do this, too For the safety of you and our princes!"
Speaking of this, the tone is slow: "You can rest assured that after taking this person down, if he finds out that he is not a black magician, his father will let him go!"
Zhang Wenyue is shaking his head, and his eyes are firm: "Huang Gongzi is definitely not a black magician! I believe in Huang Gongzi!"
The dry prince saw it and his face was cold: "There is nothing wrong with it. It seems that you are really fascinated by this kid's magic!" Turned to the next few masters of Yin: "Hands!"
Master Yin’s several people should be honest.
Zhang Wenyue was in a hurry and wanted to go forward to stop. The dry prince took one hand and took Zhang Wenyue’s lock there. The prince was the king of Jinyuan, and he was a middle-class powerhouse.
drink!
Master Wang Fu Yin’s sword in his hand was assassinated by Huang Xiaolong.
Looking at a few people stabbing, Huang Xiaolong did not escape.
"Hey!"
I only listened to the swords of several Masters in the hands of Master Yin, hitting the chest of Huang Xiaolong, and the princes, Zhang Haochen and others were not happy, Zhang Wenyue’s face was white.
But then, the dry prince, Zhang Yuchen and others smiled, and I saw that the swords in the hands of Master Yin had broken into countless festivals, and several of Master Yin’s men were hit hard and all of them turned back and crashed into the surrounding walls. And stone mountain.
"This!" The dry prince, Zhang Yuchen, Wang Fuzhong guards did not suddenly change.
Huang Xiaolong licked his chest and dust, his face was cold, and he came to the dry prince, Zhang Yuchen and others.
"Put the arrow!" The dry prince screamed.
Suddenly, the archers and archers around the wall were throwing arrows. Thousands of arrows depicting the upper and lower runes were shot like Huang Xiaolong.
When Huang Xiaolong saw it and saw it with one hand, he saw that these arrows had just come to the top of Huang Xiaolong and all of them exploded. They turned into a powder and piled a thick layer around the body of Huang Xiaolong.
The dry prince, Zhang Yuchen and others were shocked.
Huang Xiaolong stepped forward and came to the front of the prince, Zhang Haochen.