Wuxia: I became Princess Zhao Min’s follower?

Subconsciously, she hugged Xiao Yao's arm tightly behind her back, closed her eyes, and didn't dare to look at him.

The four ruffians in front of him have now rolled to the ground.

They were all covering their arms, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Xiaoyao looked at the four miserable gangsters in front of him and shook his head helplessly:

"You said you have nothing to do, why bother with me?"

indeed.

Now, even if the two elders Xuan Ming in Ruyang Palace want to provoke Xiao Yao, they need to think carefully.

Not to mention these ruffians.

Looking at Xiao Yu who was hugging his arms tightly and nervously closing his eyes, Xiao Yao also chuckled, pinched Xiao Yu's face and said:

"Okay, it's okay, let's go."

Not to mention, it feels pretty good.

However, just when Xiao Yao turned around.

One of the screaming gangsters rolling on the ground suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Stop!! Ah...don't run away if you can!!"

Good guy, this person actually screamed and yelled at the same time?

Xiao Yao was surprised when he heard this voice. He turned around and looked at the ruffian with a strange expression on his face who was still shouting in pain and said:

"What? You don't want the other arm either?"

When the ruffian heard Xiao Yao's words, his eyes suddenly showed deep fear.

However, he endured the severe pain in his arm and stood up, holding on to the wall, facing Xiao Yao and grinning:

"I'm telling you, if you hit me, I'll make you walk around without food!"

"My eldest brother is a disciple of the Kongtong Sect. If you have the ability, just wait here for me!!"

Kongtong faction?

Hearing the details of this sect, Xiao Yao's eyes flashed with light!

Yes, this is one of the legendary six sects!

Kongtong Sect is even earlier than Shaolin, Emei, Wudang and other super sects.

There are eight Kongtong sects in total, and each sect has fifteen or six different martial arts routines.

Of course, the most important one must be the Kongtong sect’s handed down martial arts, Seven Injuries Fist!

"Is this kid's eldest brother really a disciple of the Kongtong Sect?"

"If that's the case...can I make a copy in advance?"

.......

27 The Seventh Prince, father and son?Zhayadu!

Make a copy in advance?

That's right, when Xiao Yao heard about this sect, he immediately thought of his random copy talent.

Originally, he planned to move from the first floor to the sixth floor while waiting for Zhao Min to capture all the masters of the six sects in Wan'an Temple.

Unexpectedly, people from the Kongtong Sect came to our door in advance?

After thinking about this, Xiao Yao also looked at the man who had just stood up, waved his hand impatiently and said:

"If you want to call someone, move quickly and don't waste my time!"

Seeing how Xiao Yao was so disdainful when he heard the name of Kongtong Sect.

This man also had a cruel look on his face and said:

"Okay! Just wait here for me, don't run away! I'll call my elder brother to come and take care of you!!"

"You wait!"

"You wait for me!!"

It seemed that he was really afraid that Xiao Yao would run away, so he ran and shouted back.

But how could Xiao Yao run away?

After this person held on to the wall and ran away despite the severe pain, the remaining three people also stood up holding on to the wall with difficulty and screaming.

With a look of horror on his face, he turned around and ran away.

Xiao Yao didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Finally, Xiao Yu, who had been nervously closing his eyes, opened his eyes.

Seeing that the four people were gone and the terrible scene was gone, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he found that his two arms were hugging Xiao Yao's arms tightly.

He even embedded Xiao Yao's arm into his chest.

His face suddenly turned red and he let go immediately!

As if he was afraid that Xiao Yao would find out that he was acting abnormally, he quickly said:

"Xiao...Brother Xiao Yao, you are really amazing!"

Although I said it to ease the embarrassment.

But this sentence is indeed the only thought in Xiao Yu's heart.

She also didn't expect that Master Xiao from the Ruyang Palace had such powerful martial arts!

Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Yu, smiled and shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, you will be better than this in the future."

"Me?" Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Xiao Yu smiled self-deprecatingly and said:

"Brother Xiao Yao, I have never practiced martial arts. Moreover, I am still a servant of Prince Ruyang's Mansion. How can I be as powerful as Brother Xiao Yao?"

What Xiao Yu is saying now is indeed the truth.

After all, she had never practiced any martial arts since she was a child.

Of course, she didn't know, but Xiao Yao knew that this girl had the legendary pure yin physique!

If you practice Yin attribute skills, you can really achieve great success in a very short period of time!

Of course, if Xiao Yao can be with her in the future...

Forehead......

Forget it, this is all for later.

Xiao Yao was quietly waiting here for this so-called disciple of the Kongtong Sect.

At the city gate a few streets away.

The loud horn sound spread almost throughout half of the city.

A luxurious sedan chair, surrounded by a large number of Yuan soldiers, was slowly walking into the city.

On the road in front of the city gate, all ordinary people, whether traders or pedestrians, all fell to their knees.

Then, they shouted loudly in unison:

"See the Seventh Prince!!"

That's right, the chubby middle-aged man in this luxurious sedan chair is the seventh prince of the current dynasty, Antu Tiemul!

And at the forefront of a large number of escorting Yuan soldiers.

On a tall horse sat a young man in black robes, holding a long sword in his hand and looking gloomy.

He looked around arrogantly at the people kneeling on the ground.

Obviously, this is the son of the Seventh Prince, Zha Yadu.

At this time, the street seemed very quiet.

However, a strong wind blew.

The hat worn by a commoner was blown away.

It hit Zha Ya Du's body impartially, and then flew to the top of the sedan chair.

"Call-"

The frightened Zha Yadu directly restrained the tall horse under his crotch.

The eyebrows are raised!

He shouted angrily at the top of his lungs:

"Who is it?! How dare you surprise the Seventh Prince!"

An old man with a black beard had a look of horror on his face. He crawled forward two steps tremblingly, and begged for mercy in a tearful voice:

"The seventh prince is disturbing the people, it's the wind! It's the wind!"

"Seventh Prince, please spare my life!"

However, how can Zha Yadu care whether it is Feng or not?

He rode directly to the old man.

"Cang!" He drew out his sword with a loud voice: "Looking for death!"

As he spoke, he struck the old man with a sword.

Just at this time:

"Zha Yadu!"

A very kind-sounding voice came from the sedan chair, stopping the gnashing of teeth.

Then, the huge sedan chair descended, and the chubby Seventh Prince stepped down from the sedan chair and walked all the way to the front.