A sharp sword is always proven by how much blood it is stained with, so any sharper sword will always be more ruthless.
The sword is very thin, so it is sharper than ordinary swords.
Although it also becomes more fragile because of this, the fragile edge of the sword is still tough compared to the human throat.
When this sword shadow caught the eyes of everyone present, it naturally brought out a dazzling trail of blood and a striking human head.
The head fell to the ground and his eyes were still open, but there seemed to be some doubts in his eyes, as if he was wondering why he suddenly saw his own body.
The person who died was just a guard who was still around the arena.
Perhaps before he died, he finally realized that he had been killed.
But no matter how unwilling he was, he still couldn't see clearly the person who killed him, because these people didn't know how to kill him.
Not people, but ghosts hidden deep in the night.
Black clothes and black sword, even though he appears openly in front of everyone, he can still keep an expressionless face.
No, it is more appropriate to say that they have long been accustomed to this expression, and use this expression to face life and death, even if the person who dies is themselves.
However, what Yue Izumo noticed was not their expressions or their martial arts, but the tattoos on their wrists.
The same tattoo was seen when Yue Chuyun took the jade flute from Ye Xiaoxiao's hand.
The sound of rustling footsteps came from outside, but after a moment of breathing, the somewhat empty arena was filled with the same men in black.
The smell of blood gradually dissipated in the air, and one thing was certain, that is, all the guards outside were eliminated by the men in black in front of them, and so many guards were eliminated without making any movement.
Behind the man in black is also a young man in black, holding a black folding fan, with an evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, but his expression does not make people feel a trace of warmth.
Such a person will naturally not have warmth or any feelings, but there are still people here who recognize him, such as Qingping Wang Junche.
"Ye Wuxiu" Eunuch Li also saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, and his high-pitched voice sounded a little angry, but Ye Wuxiu didn't care about all this, he just smiled and looked at the group of people in front of him, and finally set his eyes on Yue Chuyun.
"Your luck is really enviable.
I couldn't get rid of you after so many chases.
I'm very curious.
It can be said that you were safe and sound because of Qin Langge's protection along the way.
But you were clearly alone the night before yesterday.
It’s really unimaginable to be able to kill so many killers.”
Ye Wuxiu's voice came slowly, and his tone was indescribably calm, but Yue Izuyun could feel the murderous intention behind this calmness, and without any concealment, Chi Guoguo came towards him.
"It's this piano, but as far as I know you've only seen this piano once.
Could it be that the sound-killing technique you learned that night was from this piano when you went to see Prince Qingping?"
Yue Izuyun shrugged after hearing this, feeling much more relaxed in his heart.
He also showed a somewhat hypocritical smile on his face, and said calmly: "You have already guessed it, why are you still asking me."
"As expected, it seems that there is indeed a martial arts secret book hidden in this Fengming Qin, and now the secret of Fengming Qiuwu has finally been solved by the head of Qingcheng himself.
Mr.
Yue, it is time to return Fengming Qiuwu back."
"You can come here to get it, but I advise you to consider your own abilities.
This harp is very dangerous.
If your life is not strong enough, you may be attacked by this harp."
Yue Chuyun said regretfully.
The smile on Ye Wuxiu's face finally dissipated a little: "Master Yue, are you too confident in your martial arts, or do you think that just a set of sound killing techniques can stop me from getting Fengming Qiuwu back?"
Tsuki Izumo chuckled when he heard this: "I'm really sorry.
Izumo has learned a few new martial arts recently, and I just wanted to find someone to try them out."
Ye Wuxiu didn't say anything after hearing the words, but just stared silently at the group of people on the opposite side.
Among this group of people, a figure suddenly turned into a stream of light, bypassing Qin Langge in front of him, with a cold light in his hand.
In a flash, he headed towards Qingping Wang Junche in front of him.
Such a weird movement technique is rare in the real world.
Even if there are so many masters here, they don't think they can beat such a movement technique.
As a person who does not understand martial arts, how should Qingping Wang Junche withstand such a sudden attack?
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"No, their target is the prince."
Jiang Bai finally reacted and chased that figure without hesitation.
It's a pity that he is far away from King Qingping, and Ye Xiaoxiao's movement is not slower than him.
Jiang Bai is destined to be unable to block or catch up with this sword.
Yue Izuyun sighed, and the sigh lasted long enough for the sword in Ye Xiaoxiao's hand to reach King Qingping.
Everyone in the arena showed a bit of panic, because if King Qingping died here tonight, then the court and the arena would definitely be on the same level after tonight.
A moment is enough for many people to agree on many things, such as why Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly wanted to assassinate Qingping Wang Junche, and why Ye Wuxiu used Fengming Qiuwu as bait to lure people here.
The dagger was bone-chillingly cold, and Jun Che seemed to be able to feel the chill coming from the blood-red blade.
Unfortunately, this sword was destined not to pass through Jun Che's throat as expected, because there was an extra gap between the dagger and Jun Che out of thin air. hand.
She is fair and slender, and even her nails seem to have been carefully maintained.
This hand is more like a woman's hand, but when this hand holds the sword without any care, Jiang Bai, who flies over, arrives behind Ye Xiaoxiao, with his right hand completely intact.
Without hesitation, a palm fell on Ye Xiaoxiao's shoulder.
The pale yellow sound and shadow flew out without stopping, a trace of blood spilled from the mouth, and the blood-red dagger still stayed in the right hand that was as delicate as a woman's hand.
Looking along the right hand, it was exactly a Eunuch Li stood in front of Jun Che with a smile on his face.
This damn eunuch knows martial arts Jiang Bai was shocked, but then he suddenly felt extremely lucky.
If it weren't for this eunuch's unfathomable martial arts, I'm afraid he would be the first one from the Heavenly Will Alliance to be surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court after tomorrow.
"Master Wuxiu Pavilion, it seems that one of your trump cards is useless."
Eunuch Li threw away the dagger in his hand and spoke in the same tone as an ordinary slave.
But looking at the hand that could snatch the blade with bare hands, no one present would regard Eunuch Li as an ordinary slave.
"There are many masters of eunuchs in the world, and most of them are masters of this kind of weird martial arts."
Yue Izuyun couldn't help but was speechless, but he thought of the masters who were eunuchs in his memory.
"How did you find out?"
Ye Wuxiu finally asked with a slightly changed tone.
Eunuch Li smiled leisurely and his eyes fell directly on Yue Izuyun beside him.
Ye Wuxiu followed Eunuch Li's gaze, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's you" Tsuki Izumo didn't answer, because someone answered for him.
King Qingping actually raised his fist and saluted Yue Izumo.
"My lord, what do you mean?"
Yue Izuyun said as he dodged King Qingping's movements.
"Of course it was Mr.
Yue's life-saving grace.
If Mr.
Yue hadn't warned him early in the morning, Jun Che might have died here
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