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With the voice of the four princes falling.

The whole wine shop is terribly quiet.

Everyone heard that the Fourth Prince was deliberately looking for Su Xun's trouble.

Xie Hongyi looked at Su Xun and sneered. It was such a defiant thing that he dared to shake his face at the Four Emperors, which was really too long for him.

Su Xun narrowed his eyes and looked at the Fourth Prince.

His expression made the four princes even more angry. Except for members of the Heavenly Sword Sect, no one had dared to look at him in this manner.

"The four princes are wrong."

Just as Su Xun was about to speak, an energetic voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige, but found that the one who interrupted was actually the poor scholar who had no sense of existence.

Su Xun was also surprised, and immediately after that, he showed an expression of interest.

The four princes resisted the anger and looked at the poor scholar, sarcastically, "Could it be that you are also a Juren?"

"The young man Zhao Xie from Nanyang County, Qingzhou Prefecture, has met His Royal Highness." The poor scholar said calmly.

Everyone: "..."

The four princes turned pale and blue. He didn't expect this poor scholar to be really a man, and he felt like he was beaten.

It really is a group of barbarians, even after a few years of reading, they are barbarians.

He has never encountered scholars who dare to be so disrespectful to him in the capital.

Zhao Xie continued righteously and said: "This Xiongtai has obtained the fame of being an official and has been an official. The fourth majesty is the prince. He should have a broad mind, but he uses his identity to force him so hard. Suitable."

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man beside the Fourth Prince yelled angrily: "What kind of thing are you, even a small person would dare to point fingers at the Fourth Prince."

"They have no fame, they are white bodies. They should kneel when they see Guben, otherwise they will be disrespectful to the royal family. What is wrong?" The four princes also calmed down and looked at Zhao Xieli and asked straightforwardly.

"This..." Zhao Xie couldn't refute it for a while. The reason why he just got out was only because he and Su Xun were the same people.

But I didn't expect the four princes to be so indifferent to fame and face and have to target Su Xun.

"Humph!" Seeing that he had nothing to say, the fourth prince snorted coldly, and then looked at Su Xun and the others again: "Just ask again, why don't they kneel!"

"His Royal Highness the Four Princes, you and the other people are not quick to kneel down! Contempt the royal family, because they want to rebel!" The middle-aged man beside the four princes shouted angrily.

The four members of the Five Lakes Gang, Xie Hongyi and Liu Quan, watched coldly, somewhat gloating.

Su Xun let out a sigh, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, "If you don't kneel, what can you do?"

Everyone was stunned.

I didn't expect that Su Xun, a Juren, would dare to be the fourth prince. Is this not going to be an official?

Zhao Xie was also shocked, followed by endless admiration.

Not afraid of power, not afraid of the royal family, is really a model of my generation of scholars.

It seems that no matter which world it is in, scholars like to work against the emperor, and are proud of it. If they die, they can stay in history.

"Give it to me!" The Fourth Prince decisively ordered.

The guard behind him drew his sword and rushed towards Su Qun and the others without hesitation.

"roll!"

Su Xun spit out a word faintly, and the awe-inspiring vitality rose into the sky.

"boom!"

"what!"

The person who just rushed past hadn't approached yet, and then flew out screaming.

"Hey!"

A group of people smashed to the ground, pale and vomiting blood.

Wow!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and the four members of the Five Lakes Gang stood up in shock.

With a word of retreat from the enemy, a single word caused the more than 20 good hands to vomit blood and fly out. What kind of power is this?

Xie Hongyi was a little scared, sweat soaked his belly, and his pretty face turned pale. What would happen if he had done it before?

The four princes were also shocked and couldn't help blurting out: "Practitioners!"

"No." The Dao-robed youth next to him spoke for the first time. He looked at Su Xun: "What kind of work is this for you, I didn't feel the mana fluctuations in you."

This skill is very mysterious, and even a cultivator of him also wants it, and it can definitely surprise him when used against the enemy.

"If you can't feel it, it means your level is too low." Su Xun said lightly.

This is not pretending to be force. Come to a monk who cultivates the void and combines the Tao, even if he doesn't use his power, the other party can feel the presence of the mana in his body.

A cloud of haze flashed through the eyes of the young man in the robes: "Boy, although your skill is mysterious, but it is nothing more than that. Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Please the fairy master to kill this madman." The four princes were observing his words, and seeing that he had the intention to do something, he quickly asked in a timely manner.

Hearing the word immortal master, everyone in the wine shop was shocked again. Obviously, he didn't expect this young man in a robe to be a practitioner.

Everyone felt that Su Xun was bound to die this time.

After all, with the identity of Juren, the offended prince may still be alive.

But offending the practitioner is a dead end.

Zhao Xie sighed, but it was a pity that such an iron-clad stubborn literati.

If this great Chu world is controlled by the sect for one day, there will never be a day to rise.

The young man in the Taoist robe pinched a hand and yelled softly: "Go!"

"Choke--"

The long sword behind his back was instantly unsheathed, and he went straight to Su Xing whistling away with a cold light.

"The Art of Flying Sword!"

Xie Hongyi and others were amazed by the various spells of the practitioners.

"Meaning."

Chen Xiuxiu looked worried.

Su Xun held the wine glass in one hand and directly held it in the void with the other hand, and lightly grasped the flying sword that broke through the air with one hand.

"what?!"

Seeing this scene, Xie Hongyi, Zhao Xie, the four princes, including the young man in Dao Pao, had their eyes widened and their faces were incredibly full.

How can an ordinary person without magic power be able to hold a flying sword with his bare hands!

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Su Xun waved his hand, and the flying sword bounced back and fell into the scabbard on the back of the Dao-robed youth.

Su Xun smiled contemptuously: "You can't use this sword, it's better to see how my sword is."

"My sword can crack gold, divide the sea, punish evil and destroy demons, and can also kill all Xiaoxiao in the world."

The voice fell, and he drank it with his wine glass, chanting:

"The sword of the big river is coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"boom!"

Everyone seemed to see a giant river with no edge, and a long sword made of water condensed from the giant river, smashing the waves with the supreme power and slashing down the robed young man, and the huge waves attacked everything.

This horrible scene made everyone pale and horrified. They wanted to run, but found that they couldn't move at all.

"I'm an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. I don't know Taishan. Senior forgive me!"

The robed young man directly knelt on the spot, roaring hysterically, his eyes full of despair and fear.

He thought of one thing, it's not that the opponent has no divine power fluctuations, but his strength is too low, so he can't feel it. The opponent must be a great monk.

He regretted, he was scared.

But the long sword did not stop, it still fell.

In an instant, everything disappeared without a trace, and there was only a wounded, glaring corpse left in the same place.

The sword of water is invisible to kill.

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