Chapter 4454: Only one sword strike

"There is such a thing. These three marquises are so bold that they dare to have such thoughts. It's really terrible."

"Hehe, it's about the struggle between the Divine Dynasty and Prince Zhan. Ordinary people like us should just watch the show."

"That's right."

Many cultivators in the city discussed it one after another, with different attitudes.

In the mansion of Marquis Fan, Fan Zhui saw the shadow guards fighting desperately and sneered, "Your Golden Bell Cover magical power is indeed amazing and very good, but you are too naive to resist the killing moves of my sword formation and the joint attack. You can't stop it."

"What are you talking about? Attack together." Li Ping'er said anxiously.

"Okay."

Immediately, the two of them moved, stood side by side, and attacked together, controlling the killing formation of nine sword shadows, and once again condensed an amazing sword intent, straight up to the sky. Under the full-strength attack of the two, the sword shadow hundreds of feet high fell from the air.

"Kill."

The sword shadow was very heavy, like a pillar of heaven falling down. The speed of falling was not fast, but it was like the sky collapsing, which was extremely frightening.

At the same time, hundreds of monks gathered from all around also attacked together, and a series of magical lights with a good aura hit the shadow guards, wanting to annihilate the entire army and kill them here.

"It's over, we can only leave it to fate."

When the leader of the shadow guards saw it, he felt ruthless and had some despair.

Many of the shadow guards around him showed horror on their faces, and even slowly closed their eyes, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

Fan Zhui laughed grimly, "It's over."

"Swish."

But at this moment, a sword light flew from the sky and flashed by. It came so fast that the people present didn't even have time to react.

Fan Zhui was pierced by a sword, and a ball of blood burst out in the air. He screamed and fell to the ground.

Then, the sword light continued to move forward, drawing an amazing arc in the air, destroying the foundations of the sword formation one by one, and the sword shadows that soared into the sky immediately shattered and disintegrated, disappearing into the invisible.

"Puff."

The sword formation was destroyed, the foundation collapsed, and Li Ping'er suffered a huge backlash. A mouthful of reverse blood gushed out, wetting her clothes and making her face pale.

"What? Fan Zhui, no..."

Her face changed drastically, and she rushed to the ground and fell in front of Fan Zhui. She hugged him with panic in her eyes and hurriedly checked his injuries.

The sudden change also shocked the monks who were summoned on the scene.

"What is this?"

"What an amazing sword, who shot it?"

"Here, hurry up."

The monks all changed their colors, and some of them turned around and left without hesitation, knowing that something had changed, but some of them had already smashed the magic weapons in their hands, and it was too late to stop.

For a moment, half of the magic weapons that were originally like a rainstorm and fell down stopped and hesitated.

Among them, many attacks were withdrawn, and some magic weapons stopped and were watching something.

In particular, the mysterious and strange sword just now was too terrifying. Only one sword severely injured Fan Zhui and destroyed the killing array of Fan Hou's mansion.

This sword was terrifying. All the monks present were shocked and terrified to the extreme.

"Bang bang bang."

So, only half of the magic weapons with the original attack force smashed down fiercely, making a series of striking sounds on the golden bell cover, and many cracks appeared. Even the leader vomited blood and was beaten to one knee on the ground, looking embarrassed.

"Ahem~ Fortunately, I held on in the end."

The shadow guard leader half-knelt on the ground, with a difficult look on his face.

"Leader, are you okay?" The shadow guard on the side said with concern while maintaining the mana.

"Heh, he's not dead yet. The sword just now seemed to be launched from the city lord's hall. It seems that Lord Blood Hand took action." The leader said in a low voice.

The shadow guards beside him were immediately excited when they heard it. Lord Blood Hand was a real strong man in the realm of immortality.

As long as he took action, it would be easy to capture Fan Zhui and others.

"Really? Lord Blood Hand took action? That's great."

"It seems to be true. This sword is too powerful. Only Lord Blood Hand can have such power. I thought he would not intervene in such matters. We have to deal with it ourselves."

"Alas, our shadow guards really embarrassed the third prince. He actually needed Lord Blood Hand's help."

The shadow guard leader wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Fan Zhui and his wife with ferocious eyes.

"It's time. Let's take action together to capture Fan Zhui and bring him to the third prince for punishment."

The shadow guard leader said sternly.

"Yes."

All the shadow guards said in unison.

Immediately, everyone rushed out and rushed to Fan Zhui and Li Ping'er who were lying on the ground and seriously injured, surrounded them, and captured them.

Li Ping'er still wanted to resist, but faced with the siege of the shadow guards, she was quickly defeated, injured, fell to the ground, and was tied up with a look of despair, and was captured.

"Let me go, let me go quickly, do you know who I am? My father is Prince Zhan, if you catch me, you will die, you will die."

Li Ping'er was caught, and still wanted to resist stubbornly.

Soon, the leader punched her in the stomach, making her spit blood. She looked painful, and soon she calmed down again.

The shadow guard leader sneered, "Take them away, go back and report."

As he said, the leader looked back coldly at the many monks from Fan Hou's mansion who were besieging them. His eyes were full of coldness. He didn't pay much attention, caught Fan Zhui and Li Ping'er, and went to the city lord's hall to report.

"Yes."

The shadow guards were very excited when they saw this, and they quickly left with Fan Zhui and Li Ping'er.

Only the monks from the Fan Marquis' Mansion who had been summoned were left looking at each other in astonishment.

"Hey, Master Zhui and Madam Ping have been captured, what should we do now? Should we chase them back?"

"Hmph, if you have the guts, go and chase them. I won't accompany you. I have to escape first."

"Running away is the best option. I'm afraid that Fan Marquis will be finished after today."

"Go quickly."

Soon, a group of monks were terrified and frightened, and they didn't care about anything else. They had to save their lives first. They knew very well that once Fan Marquis fell, the things they had done before would implicate them. If they wanted to leave then, they would have no chance.

At the moment, they had to escape first, and soon the monkeys scattered.

Not long after, the shadow guards detained the seriously injured Fan Zhui and Li Ping'er and brought them to the city lord's hall to report.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the shadow guards escorted the two to the front of the palace.

"Your Highness, the people have been brought here. Please make your decision." The shadow guard leader said loudly, deliberately raising his voice.

At this moment, looking at Fan Zhui, who was seriously injured and covered in blood, and Li Ping'er, who was seriously injured, the huge palace was silent, and no one dared to say a word, except for the heavy breathing of Fan Ren, Zheng Yuanwu and Leng Qiu, which was almost audible.

Seeing that the people were brought here, the third prince finally breathed a sigh of relief and said in a blaming tone.

"Didn't I tell you to invite people here? Why did you hurt people? You will be punished."