The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 369 Confrontation Again 3
He doesn't like war, he likes the peaceful and comfortable life here, but as the grandson of Jiulan Yunmo, he knows what's on his mind. He knows all about going out to win the world.

He had persuaded Jiulan Yunmo many times, but there was a demon in his heart, and the desire to conquer the world was deeply ingrained, so he didn't listen to what he said.

His parents have passed away, and he only has this grandfather.No matter how obsessed he is, he can't leave him. He has loved him since he was a child.

The hundreds of people on the shore lined up in a row, blocking the entire landing place. Their eyes were calm, and their bodies stood tall and straight. Their actions already explained everything.

They will defend this land to the death, even knowing they cannot resist it.

The big boat stopped five meters from the shore.

Without any words or orders, everyone on the boat flew up tacitly and flew towards the shore.

At the same moment, Leng Yichen also moved, and his figure was like a dragon, swiftly attacking in the direction of Jiulan Qihao.

When the men on the shore saw this situation, they all drew out their long swords and fought against it.

Jiulan Qihao was protected by several people, watching the black-clothed man coming towards them, several people drew out their swords at the same time, pointed at his vitals, and stabbed quickly.

Leng Yichen smiled coldly, spun in mid-air, swept his long sword, and the sword energy flew across, knocking off the sword tips of those people, taking advantage of this gap, he went straight towards Jiulan Qihao.

Jiulan Qihao frowned, his figure soared into the air, and quickly swept back.

Leng Yichen was about to catch up, but those people attacked again.

Leng Yichen's figure stopped, and his figure shuttled among several people.

"Swish Swish Swish"

Only the sound of long swords colliding and rubbing against each other was heard, and then the figures of those people flew out together, fell to the ground, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then swallowed their breath.

In a few seconds, less than three seconds, no one could see clearly how he made the attack. By the time everyone saw clearly, those people who surrounded him had died.

Weird movements, decisive and sharp moves, make people terrified.

The faces of the people in the dark palace were all unsightly. They killed several of their masters so quickly, like cutting cucumbers. Who is this black-clothed man?

However, the current situation does not allow them to be distracted, their number is getting smaller and smaller, and they are almost losing streak.

Just because of the number of people, they lost a lot, and the opponent's strength was far above them, which really made them anxious.

Leng Yichen spun in mid-air, and in an instant he was in front of Jiulan Qihao. With a wave of his long sword, he stabbed at his throat.

Jiulan Qihao wasn't too shocked. The strength of this black-clothed man was extraordinary. He knew that he was no match for him, but he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge. He had to drag them out.

His neck leaned down, his body formed a half arc, and the point of the sword stabbing towards him scratched a strand of hair on his forehead, and the hair was directly hit by the sword energy and broke in two.

Jiulan Qihao supported the ground with one hand, spun around, and left in front of Leng Yichen, his body stopped slightly, and Leng Yichen's next attack came one after another.

Jiulan Qihao swung his long sword as fast as he could to block it, the two swords intersected and sparks sparked from friction.

(End of this chapter)