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In the stone room, there was an extremely strange confrontation between Chu Huan and Young Master Blue Shirt. Although the death song was destroyed, Young Master Blue Shirt did not dare to stop playing the flute. When he played the music, Chu Huan could only slap the flute with his sword. The ground was broken, and there was no room for a knife.

And Chu Huan couldn't stop patting the ground. Once he stopped, the blue-shirted man's death sound would resume, and it would have a psychedelic effect on the human brain in an instant.

Chu Huan slapped the ground rhythmically to break the death song, and slowly approached the young man in blue shirt, while the young man in blue shirt played the flute, while backing away, he was slowly walking towards the entrance of the underground passage, obviously Is to prepare to leave here temporarily.

Yingren watched Yuan Yu die in his arms, feeling sad and angry at the same time. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in blue shirt. Although the confrontation between Chu Huan and young man in blue shirt was very strange, Yingren was still in awe at this moment. He still saw the clues, knowing that Chu Huan's slap on the ground must have played a restraining effect on the blue shirt boy.

Yingren glanced to the side, stretched out his hand, took a knife, and then slowly got up, pointing at the young man in blue shirt.

But the young man in blue shirt also found Yingren's movement, and secretly groaned in his heart.

Previously, he cooperated with Mr. Huwen, playing the flute and killing people, and he was very proud, but the feng shui took turns. At this time, Mr. Huwen was dead, and his most capable and tacit companion could no longer help him. At this time, Chu Huan Destroying their own rhythm, the two meet each other, but the extra Ying Ren next to him has brought a huge threat to himself.

He didn't dare to retreat too fast. Once the speed was too fast, it would affect his breath, and the tune would deviate when he walked back. There was still some distance from the entrance of the tunnel, but Yingren obviously saw his intention, and stopped him in a few steps. Passed the entrance, blocking the young man in blue shirt's escape route.

The young man in blue shirt only felt a little cold all over his body.

He originally thought that Yingren was hiding in the underground passage, a turtle that got into the urn, and he just came to catch the turtle in the urn, but judging from the current situation, the tunnel is still a urn, but Yingren did not become a turtle, and he It seems like a turtle in a urn being captured.

Yingren blocked the exit, without saying a word, he swung his saber and slashed at the young man in blue shirt. Judging by the force of the saber, it was quite powerful.

Seeing this, Chu Huan hurriedly said, "Your Highness, be careful...!"

He knew that the blue-shirted young man not only used the melody to confuse people, but also had hidden weapons. He was afraid that Ying Ren would not be able to avoid the blue-shirted young man's attack at this time.

Almost at the same time, the young man in blue shirt really waved his hand, and counted several places of Han Xing, and almost at the moment the young man in blue shirt made his move, Ying Ren shouted sharply: "Chu Huan, do it!"

He originally stepped forward to slash at the young man in blue shirt with a knife, but he only took two steps forward, but the whole person suddenly fell back, and then quickly rolled away.

Although Yingren lacked actual combat experience, he was not stupid. He naturally knew that the young man in blue shirt would use a hidden weapon at any time.

He saw that Young Master Blue Shirt and Chu Huan were in a stalemate, so he wanted Young Master Blue Shirt to free his hands. As long as the rhythm was broken, Chu Huan would find a chance to make a move. Move, before making a move, be prepared, no matter whether the young man in blue shirt makes a move, he must dodge.

Little did he know that this little trick had a huge effect.

The young man in blue shirt just wanted to get away at this time, seeing Ying Ren blocking his way, and even killing him, he naturally wouldn't sit still and use his hidden weapon. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a leopard pounced and slashed at the young man in blue shirt.

The young man in blue shirt knew the power of Chu Huan's knife, he quickly backed up and walked towards the passage, but he only took two steps back, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his thigh, but it was Yingren who seized the opportunity and lay down on the ground , but he had already slashed horizontally and hit the leg of the young man in blue shirt.

Yingren's kung fu is not high, compared to real masters, he can't stand on the stage, but he is the prince of the Great Qin after all, and he didn't practice kung fu less, but his basic skills are still very solid.

He mustered all his strength for this knife, so it was full of strength.

Blood spurted out, and although the young man in blue shirt moved his leg quickly in shock, one leg was still seriously injured. Chu Huan had already rushed forward at this time, and the blade was like ice, and he was about to chop off.

The boy in the blue shirt was not bad at dodging at first, and he was quite light, but at this moment, Ying Ren had a sneak attack on his back, so he couldn't dodge lightly. Can wave and resist with flute.

"Bah!"

With a clear sound, the flute of the young man in blue shirt couldn't resist Chu Huan's knife at all, and was chopped into two pieces. , the blood mist filled the air, and the right arm of the young man in the blue shirt flew out of the blood mist.

The young man in blue was inexplicably horrified.

His flute is made of strange materials, it looks very light, but it is extremely tough, even if it is cut countless times with a sword, it may not be damaged at all.

But at this moment, the opponent cut off the flute with a single knife, how can you not be surprised by the blue shirt boy?

Although he felt that the red sword was a bit strange, he never thought that it was so powerful. This sword is really a magic weapon, invincible.

He is also a tough guy. One arm was cut off, but he didn't make a sound of pain. Instead, he yelled loudly, his body dodged across, the remaining arm trembled, and several cold stars came out, hitting Chu Huan. .

Chu Huan was always on guard against the hidden weapon of the young man in the blue shirt. The big knife swung, "ding ding ding" several times, and knocked down all the hidden weapons. Pointing forward with the blade, he said coldly: "You can't leave."

Chu Huan now has a solid foundation in his mind. Although the young man in blue shirt can play a strange rhythm and even has hidden weapon skills, his hard skills against the enemy are ordinary, not even comparable to the young man with tiger patterns.

At this time, the opponent's flute had been cut off, the biggest threat had been eliminated, and his arm was broken. Chu Huan was confident that this person had nowhere to escape.

Yingren also got up, walked up to Chu Huan with a knife in his hand, glared at the young man in blue shirt, and said angrily, "Chu Huan, kill this traitor."

Chu Huan said: "Your Highness, who is instigating this time, I'm afraid we have to start from this person."

At this time, the young man in blue shirt covered the broken shoulder with one hand, not to let the blood flow too much, but the blood spilled out from between his fingers. Huan Zhiyan immediately burst into laughter and said, "Don't try to get a word from me, it's just wishful thinking."

Chu Huan said coldly: "You assassinate His Highness, you deserve to be executed. If you can honestly confess, His Highness may be able to give you a lighter sentence...!"

The young man in blue shirt knew that he would not be spared today, so he shook his head and said, "Chu Huan, I am really convinced by today's defeat. I never thought that you could find a flaw in my rhythm."

Chu Huan said: "The art of evil and heretics is not worth mentioning, and it is even more vulnerable."

The young man in the blue shirt laughed, and then sighed: "It's a pity that I've only learned superficially. When you meet a real master, you won't say such things...!" The expression in his eyes gradually turned cold : "Chu Huan, if you break my magic spell today, he will die under the magic spell against you, don't worry, you will meet...!"

Chu Huan said sharply, "Who are you?"

The light in the eyes of the young man in the blue shirt gradually dimmed, "Phoenix Nirvana, death today is just a rebirth in the future, when I am reborn, I will have ten times the magic power... Chu Huan, you will definitely die...!" In a word, his whole body slowly went limp, and he lay on the ground like mud, bleeding from seven orifices at the same time.

Chu Huan was taken aback, and Yingren was also surprised: "Chu Huan, what's wrong with him?"

Chu Huan took a few glances and sighed, "Your Highness, he died by poisoning himself...!"

The young man in the blue shirt was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his face turned blue, obviously poisoned.

This person also regards death as home.

"But... we didn't see him taking poison?" Yingren was puzzled.

Chu Huan said: "He must have hidden the poison in his mouth a long time ago." But he was a little disappointed in his heart. Once the young man in blue shirt died, the clues were broken, and it was difficult to find out who was behind the assassination of Yingren.

Suddenly thought of something, Chu Huan immediately held the blood-drinking knife in front of Ying Ren, and respectfully said: "Your Highness, the humble general was in a hurry and used the precious sword without authorization, and please forgive me!"

Yingren waved his hand and said, "You saved my king's life. You have made great achievements, so how could you be punished?"

At this time, Chu Huan was amazed. After the blood-drinking knife was stained with blood, there was not a drop of blood on the blade. It was indeed a precious sword that killed people without blood.

Chu Huan suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look, and saw Feng Wuma in a pool of blood, walked over quickly, only to see Feng Wuma's body was covered with scars, and hurriedly put his hand to Feng Wuma's nose, there was still a trace of breath , very weak, without hesitation at the moment, said: "Your Highness, Feng Baihu is still alive." He untied Feng Wuma's clothes three times, then took out a porcelain bottle from his body, and said: "Your Highness, this is a golden sore Medicine can stop the bleeding, but Feng Baihu bleeds too much, if it stops bleeding, there is no way to recover."

He said this in his mouth, but he didn't slow down in his hands, took out the golden sore medicine, and quickly applied the medicine to Feng Wuma's body.

There were fifteen or sixteen wounds on Feng Wuma's body. Chu Huan used up the whole bottle of golden sore medicine. After applying the medicine, he tore off the clothes from Mr. Huwen's body, tore them into strips, and wrapped them for Feng Wuma. superior.

Feng Wuma's teeth were clenched and his eyes were closed tightly. Such a hard-boiled figure was unconscious. It can be seen that the injury was indeed serious. Although the bleeding was stopped, Chu Huan didn't know whether Feng Wuma could survive it.

Ying Ren had already walked to Yuan Yu's side, knelt down, with a sad expression on his face.

Chu Huan took care of Feng Wuma's injury, laid Feng Wuma flat on the ground, turned to see Yingren, and asked, "Your Highness, the owner of the villa...!"

"He's gone." Ying Ren said with a very sad expression, "He blocked this king's knife... This king has always suspected that he has ulterior motives, and this king wrongly blamed him."

Chu Huan sighed inwardly.

Yingren looked up at Chu Huan and said, "Before he left, he told me that he still has a daughter. If what he said is true, then she is my cousin...!"

Chu Huan frowned, and thought of the room where the scent of rouge was concealed. Now it seemed that the room was the place where Yuan Yu's daughter lived, but she didn't know where she was, and asked, "Is there her whereabouts?"

Yingren shook his head and said, "He said he was kidnapped by these assassins, and now that the assassins are dead, he doesn't know where to find her."

Chu Huan said: "Your Highness, don't worry, send someone to investigate secretly later, you must find out." He walked up to Young Master Huwen, and stretched out his hand to grope on this person, trying to find out if there were any clues to be found.

Pulling off Mr. Huwen's clothes to reveal his chest, Chu Huan was taken aback, with surprise in his eyes.

I saw a small pattern tattooed on the chest of the tiger-patterned gentleman. Chu Huan could see it clearly, but it was a "卍" character. He immediately thought of Liu Juguang, who was killed by him in Jingci Temple a few days ago, Liu Juguang's chest The "卍" character was also tattooed, and the size and position of the symbol were exactly the same. Chu Huan's heart sank suddenly. This young man with the tiger pattern was obviously related to Liu Juguang.