Chapter 521: Wind and Cloud Change (13)

"General you are wrong. The real purpose of the slaves today is not generals." The shook his head and said with a smile. "I'm not afraid to tell you that the real purpose of the slaves today is to kill His Royal Highness. It's a pity. The general came suddenly, so the slave had to kill you first, and then kill His Royal Highness. "
The little looked at the indifferent air of cold night and laughed a pair of eyes, adding, "The slave knows that you are a martial artist with high strength, but as the saying goes, the two fists are hard to beat the palms? Isn't that brought by the slave today? There are many people, and all of them are good hands. Even if there are only two people left in the end, it is more than enough to deal with the ill prince. "
"It seems that you are thinking a lot, what are you still thinking about? Are you ready to give the general a happy moment?" The little eunuch's smile narrowed, and he glanced coldly at the people around him in black. The people in the black around did not answer, but the action had already explained everything. It seemed to be afraid of grouping and attacking and inadvertently hurting their own people, so they only rushed up to fight Leng Yeran, and other people Standing on the spot, looking for a chance to seriously hurt him with the hidden weapon in his hand.
Leng Yeran didn't dare to be vague. From their steps, they can see that all of them are good players, at least the five people who are fighting him close. The sword came out of the sheath, a 'ding' blocked the sword that was cut off from the head, and then one leaned back. The remaining four swords were intertwined on his head, his eyes were cold, and he lifted his feet to the black in front of him. The man broke open, then made a spin, sweeping away the remaining four men in black.
The man in black was unambiguous, and after standing firmly, he immediately launched a new round of offensive. The cold night rose into the air, using the surrounding trees as a stepping stone, and wrestling with the people in black in the air. The silver light interweaves in the air, the sword air cuts through the air, and the sound of the ping-pong-pong weapon blending looks strangely clear in this quiet place.
He caught a mistake made by the man in black and sneered coldly at night. The internal force condensed on the sword in his hand and turned around. The sword gas formed an aperture and spread around. A man in black escaped and was cut off by the sword. He fell heavily on the ground, struggled a few times, and lost his breath.
The remaining four men in black quickly managed to dodge their luck, but they were somewhat injured by the qi of the sword, fell from the air, and the sword in their hands fell deeply into the ground, barely preventing their bodies from moving backwards, 'wow' He spit out a big blood, and wanted to start the attack again, but he felt most powerless. He stood up shaking and knelt heavily on the ground, panting heavily, staring at Leng Yeran Unwilling.
"The general is really good at it." The little applauded, and looked at Leng Yeran with a smile on his eyes, and said with indecision, "The general did not disappoint the slave, if the general just couldn't fight it, the slave would have to I'm sorry to die, "said his gaze, and said to the remaining men in black." Did you just see the skill of the general just now? If you can't give the general happiness, you don't have to come back. "
The man in black took the command, and the remaining ones struck the cold night with the weapon in their hands, but only one person stood still, unlike other people, he didn't have any weapons in his hands, no, maybe He said he had a fatal blow in his hands that could determine the outcome.