The man in the cloak turned his wrists, two black spells flew out of his sleeves, and mercilessly hit the two guards who were close ...

The two guards hurriedly waved their swords to stop it. They did n’t want to. The black magic shot directly broke the long sword and hit the necks of the two guards. The blood mist "Bang" sprayed out. The necks of the two guards were pierced and the steps forward Suddenly, his eyes widened wide, thumped, fell to the ground, and he didn't breathe ...

Bodyguards: "..."

Ye Tianqi: "..."

Murong Ye: "... Dungeon Technique ... The man in the cloak is really a man in the Dungeon ..."

Murongxue's beautiful little face suddenly darkened, and he stared at him angrily. Only zombies would make them. As long as she knew that the cloak man was the zombie master, she was sure that the cloak man was the man in the palace. Murong Ye was now To confirm ...

The technique of the underground palace is insidious, strange and changeable, making people unpredictable. I wonder if Ye Tianqi can handle it.

Looking up at Ye Tianqi, he saw that his eyes flashed with surprise, and disappeared instantly, and the cold command sound slowly heard in Qingrun: "Continue to attack, don't stop, the missing person in front, the back Make up ... "

"Yes." The guards responded with a deep voice, and continued to wave their swords at the cloak man.

The cloak man's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand and shot a black spell, which was shot fiercely on the necks, chests, and heads of the guards ...

The blood mist burst, the blood line splashed, a famous guard fell to the ground one after another, the thick bloody smell quickly spread in the air ...

There are fewer and fewer living guards, but the body is getting heavier and heavier. There are blood on the arms, legs, and chests. Most of the clothes are red with blood, and they still stab their swords firmly. A flash of contempt flashed to the man in the cloak, and the black spell flew out, with a gesture of destruction, shot at the guards ...

Standing at six or seven meters away, Ye Tianqi clearly felt the strong murderous intent of the black technique. A flash of cold flashed in his dark eyes, his wrists turned, and a strong internal force flew out of his hand. They shot against the black spells.

'Boom!'The black technique and the invisible internal force collided in mid-air, bursting out a strong momentum, and then, they all dissipated in the transparent air.

The man in the cloak was too late to surprise. At night, Qi Qi, six or seven meters away, swept down the residual image in the middle of the sky, and came to him in the blink of an eye, waving at him ...

The man in the cloak disagreed and raised his palm to welcome him. In an instant, the sound of 'ping pong pong' sounded in the room ...

At night, Qi Qi is deep in strength, like a rainbow, and the man in the cloak has strong and merciless skills, and the black and blue figure is suddenly up, down, left, and right tightly intertwined, and it is impossible to tell who is. Who, the fierce and changeable moves are dazzling, the strong wind swayed by the internal force, and the bodyguards who are not far away are hurting their cheeks ...

Murongye's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but praise: "The four princes are so good at martial arts, they are evenly tied with the people in the palace ..." You know, the technique of the palace is very powerful ...

Murongxue stared at him angrily: the skill of the underground palace is strong, the martial arts of the royal princes are not weak, and Qi Tian is the prince of the Qingyan Kingdom's cultural and martial arts. It's so strange that people are tied evenly ...