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

It was obviously his sword intent, but it was actually controlled by Li Kuan!

Yang Zhao's followers didn't know what to do either.

Yang Zhao, who had regained his senses, wanted to take back the sword intent, but found that instead of taking it back, the blood-red swords were still absorbing his internal energy continuously, as if he would never give up if he didn't suck Yang Zhao dry.

"Yang Zhao, the crown prince wants your life!"

An indifferent voice rang in Yang Zhao's ear.

Those blood-red swords moved.

As fast as a gust of wind, as swift as a thunderbolt, it is more powerful than before, but the sword is not aimed at Li Kuan, but at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao wanted to run away, but unfortunately his internal energy was constantly being absorbed, so he couldn't run away from the blood-red sword.

"boom!"

A huge reverberation erupted in the dense forest, and the strong wind toppled the surrounding trees, and then turned into a tornado surrounding Li Kuan and Yang Zhao.

Do Yang Zhao's entourage want to come forward to help, but unfortunately they can't even rush into the tornado.

After a while, the tornado slowly dissipated.

Yang Zhao knelt on the ground, riddled with holes, which were the wounds left by the blood-red sword piercing through his body.

At this moment, Yang Zhao has lost all his life.

Li Kuan sneered.

"Dare to play swords in front of me? You are still too young."

Say it.

Hearing a "plop", Yang Zhao completely fell to the ground.

The dignified son of Emperor Sui Yang, Yang Zhao, the leader of the remnants of the Sui Dynasty, just died like this.

The system beep sounded again.

"Sword Master Inheritance +0.3."

Li Kuan waved his hand and ordered.

"Put away his dead body and expose it for three days, to deter the world's scumbags and to serve as an example to others!"

Zhao Zilong stepped forward and bowed.

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Li Kuan looked at Yang Zhao's followers, with killing intent still in his eyes.

A group of people waited in fear, not daring to meet Li Kuan's gaze.

He killed Yang Zhao with just one word, this kind of method is extremely strange.

Thousands of Swords Return to the Sect!

Is it possible that the swordsmanship in the world can be grouped into one school.

This is too outrageous!

One person hastily drank lightly.

"Come on!"

After speaking, he turned his head and got on his horse to run away.If you don't leave, it will be close to death, no, ten deaths and no life.

The others all got on their horses and prepared to leave with terrified expressions on their faces.

"kill!"

Li Kuan looked at the man who looked like a bereaved dog, and gave orders indifferently.

Then, the sound of piercing through the air sounded in the woods,

Paths of murderous intent burst forth from the forest.

The sound of a knife like a body began to sound, accompanied by pillars of blood gushing out one after another, making people shudder.

With a scream, the fleeing people fell off their horses one after another, and eight of the ten people died instantly, and those who survived were all dead from get off work.

"There are people around, and there are people you can't see!"

The two who survived looked at each other and saw the horror in their eyes.

It is a rumor in the world that the prince has immortal soldiers under his command.

Killed the former Ministry of the Sui Dynasty, and the immortal soldiers who wiped out [-] soldiers of the Western Turks.I'm afraid it's these invisible people who are elusive and unpredictable.

Seeing the shock in the eyes of the two, Li Kuan knew what the two had guessed, and opened his mouth slowly.

"These are my immortal soldiers, and they will destroy you and the Western Turkic army."

"These are existences even scarier than Li Jingmen!"

Lijingmen, Datang's number one intelligence assassination agency, is even more powerful than Lijingmen. . .

The two who didn't believe it before, now believe it.