The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

how can that be!

Pei Yuanqing was a little skeptical about life.

When he was in a daze, Li Kuan's indifferent voice sounded like the seductive Hades in hell.

"None of you remnants of the Sui Dynasty can escape. I will send you all down to meet your master Yang Guang."

When Pei Yuanqing came back to his senses, there was only a sword light in his eyes.

It was extremely fast and extremely weird, and there was a coercion that people couldn't resist. Pei Yuanqing, who was distracted, had no defense at all.

"Pfft."

The sword light flashed, and the heads were separated.

The blood sprayed and spread, and merged with the blood mist on the ground.

The entire dense forest fell into silence again.

Yuchi Gong who was hiding widened his eyes.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is too strong, the six hundred catties of double hammers actually cracked just like that.

"Inheritance +0.5."

Li Kuan was very satisfied when the inheritance rate was credited again, so he accepted Wu Chou Sword.

Pointing to Pei Yuanqing on the ground.

"General Jingde, hang the heads of Pei Yuanqing and Wei Wentong on tall trees to frighten petty people."

Yu Chigong, who was hiding, knelt on one knee.

"The minister takes orders!"

After waving their hands, soon, the heads of the two were hung on the tallest tree.

Li Kuan pulled out the Wuchou sword and swung it out, the sword energy was turbulent.

A line of writing appeared on the wide tree trunk.

"Wooden swords are invincible, put down the rebellion, fix the Tang Dynasty, and bring peace to the world!"

"Li Kuan."

Yu Chigong looked at the short line of words with a strange look in his eyes.

Wooden swords are incomparable, and the world can be safe.

After dealing with these matters, Li Kuan let out a foul breath, exhaling like an arrow.

"Clean up well, we will set off for Liangzhou City tomorrow, we can't delay any longer."

Yes.

Yu Chigong replied, and began to clean up the mess.

Picking up the handles of the double hammers, Li Kuan tapped his feet lightly, swift as a wild goose, flashed by in the dark night, and then disappeared.

"When will His Royal Highness be able to do light work?"

"With the blessing of the gods, let alone lightness kung fu, it is possible for His Royal Highness to go to heaven. Wei Wentong's lightness kung fu is so good that he has been caught up."

"That's right, Pei Yuanqing is also amazing, and he can detect us."

"A master is sensitive to murderous intent. Pei Yuanqing has been able to fight His Highness the Crown Prince for so long, and his strength is extraordinary."

The snare masters discussed while tidying up.

The fight outside was intense, but inside the wooden house was quiet and serene.

It was already late at night, and it was reasonable to fall asleep, but everyone was staring at the lake, wary of their surroundings.

Suddenly, a figure walked on the waves and approached the center of the lake in the blink of an eye.

Everyone watched, their eyes focused on the black shadow.

From a distance, Ziluan saw Li Kuan at a glance.

"It's Your Highness!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and waited quietly.

Soon, Li Kuan landed, his clothes clean, free from water stains and dust.

Fang Yiai frowned and asked.

"Your Highness, what's going on outside?"

They also heard the fighting and screaming just now.

Li Kuan smiled lightly.

"It's all resolved, very smoothly."

After finishing speaking, Li Kuan looked at Wu Jiangxian.

"I said they couldn't escape."