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

Chapter 56 Ghost in the Jungle

Under the cover of the night, with the faint light, Pei Yuanqing saw bloody corpses lying around him. They either cut their throats or pierced their hearts to death, and some had a blood hole between their eyebrows. It is a one-hit kill, and wherever it enters the eyes is miserable, like purgatory on earth.

The elite troops of 2000 people, there were only a hundred people in an instant, and the blood was filled, and the corpses of Sui soldiers became the nourishment of the forest.

"This place is haunted, let's run!"

"Help, there is a ghost!"

"what,,,"

The rest of the Sui soldiers screamed in terror and fled in all directions like madmen, no one could stop them.

But there was a god of death lurking beside them, and they could only hear the sound of "puchi, puchi". Every time it sounded, one person fell to the ground, and blood spattered and sprayed on the ground.

Pei Yuanqing waved the double hammers in a circle, so that no one around him would dare to approach, and shouted at Pei Yuanqing.

"Quick! Let's go, we must report this matter to His Majesty."

Pei Yuanqing came back to his senses, nodded and wanted to leave.

His heart was full of fear, and he vowed never to come to this ghost place again, to save people?Kill Li Kuan?It's ridiculous.

Terrible, this place is horrible.

Wei Wentong reckoned that if he hadn't stayed on the tall tree, he might have become a corpse too.

Internal force surged on his feet, and with a light touch on the branch, Wei Wentong rushed five meters away, extremely fast.

A sneer sounded in Pei Yuanqing's ears.

"Want to run? Where are you going?"

Only hear his voice, but not see his person.

A sense of crisis lingered in Wei Wentong's heart, who was desperately running away. He only felt more than a dozen murderous intentions coming from behind him. As long as one hits, he will die here.

Wei Wentong, who was in a panic, could only dodge by instinct.

The body of the sharp knife entering the body could be clearly heard, there were four or five streaks, blood splashed in the sky, and sprinkled on Pei Yuanqing's face.

"Wentong!"

Pei Yuanqing roared with red eyes.

Wei Wentong held his wound and smiled wryly on the tree.

"Fortunately, my skills are good. I'm not dead, but slightly injured."

The left and right arms and shoulder blades were pierced with big holes by the short dagger, and the abdomen was injured and bleeding.

Fortunately, his legs are intact and he can escape.

On the ground, Pei Yuanqing panted heavily and stopped swinging the double hammers.

"what!"

With a shout of anger, his true anger exploded!

Immediately, the khaki-yellow zhenqi stared thickly like the earth, red eyes appeared in Pei Yuanqing's eyes, and he had already decided to fight to the death.

Pei Yuanqing already understood that it was impossible to get out alive today, but he must report today's events to Yang Zhao.

Li Kuan has such terrifying subordinates, once they attack the people of the Sui Dynasty, it will be a catastrophe, and they have no room to resist.

Standing in the woods, Pei Yuanqing crossed his hammers in front of his chest, like a khaki shield, thick and solid.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, a strong khaki-yellow light erupted from the double hammers, and the whole earth seemed to be covered by yellow sand, and small whirlpools similar to mudslides appeared on the ground.

"Break me!"

The double hammers hit the ground suddenly, and immediately, the ground seemed to be blasted by explosives, with mud splashing and yellow sand filling the air.

"Disperse!"

He only heard someone give an order, and then the killing intent around him decreased.

Pei Yuanqing roared.

"Wei Wentong, run! Run!"

Wei Wentong knew that now was not the time to hesitate, so he seized this best opportunity, disregarding the origin of his dantian, his true energy burst out, internal force surged from his feet, and he ran out like an afterimage.

In the forest, a cold voice sounded.

"Chasing! Don't let him run away!"

It's a pity that I can't catch up anymore.

Pei Yuanqing fell to the ground and said with a smile.

"Chase? Wei Wentong's gossip ghost shadow step is beyond the reach of gods and ghosts. If you want to catch up, it's a dream."

Just after finishing speaking, an indifferent voice exploded in the night like thunder.

"Dream? The prince will see today, who is dreaming!"