On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can't Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

  Chapter 226 226: Surprised or not?

   Three-on-one, swords and swords, Jin Ge is dumb, and the battle is fierce.

  For a while, the outcome was hard to tell.

   Nangong Jue frowned slightly as he looked at the four who were tied, his eyes were dim.

   Don’t blame him either, his bodyguards are all one-of-a-kind experts, and the hidden guards have carefully cultivated well-trained ruthless characters for many years.

   But now, his two hidden guards and one personal bodyguard can't even beat the opponent's mere assassin? !

   "A quick fix."

   Nangong Jue watched the battle for a while, then spoke in a cold voice.

  When the three of them heard this, they were shocked in their hearts: Are you angry, my lord?

  But this invading enemy does not know where it came from, but his martial arts are so high! It will be impossible to win for a while!

  When several people were anxious, the other two hidden guards who were hidden in the dark also appeared together.

  Holding a long knife, he attacked the man in black clothes.

   Right at this moment, a sharp and domineering palm came through the air, striking at the two hidden guards like a thunderstorm.

  The vigorous momentum was like a torrent that knocked them back a few steps in an instant before they could stabilize their figures.

  A man dressed in red and wearing a silver fox mask appeared on the roof out of thin air.

  Standing on the green tiles, leaning against the bright moon, the clothes fluttering in the wind, and the sky as the background, it is indescribably ethereal and strange.

  The two dark guards glanced at each other quickly, adjusted their moves, cooperated tacitly, and attacked the silver-faced man in red.

  However, the martial arts attainment of the man in red is obviously much higher than that of the man in black.

When confronting him, the two hidden guards only felt that the domineering palm style was like a sword if it had substance, and that it came with the momentum of Mount Tai, not to mention confrontation, it was almost a crushing momentum, making it impossible to fight back force!

  The two fell from mid-air one after another, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood when they fell to the ground.

  Nangong Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the man in red standing on the roof from afar, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression was secretive.

  The two hidden guards wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, clenched the knives in their hands, and charged forward again.

  The man in the red clothes flapped his sleeves and jumped down from the roof. His figure seemed to come from the wind on that piece of void, and the galaxy was prefaced by thousands of miles, like a fairy, and even more like a charm.

  Where the red clothes passed, everything faded, and the two hidden guards who were halfway through the charge were thrown out by an invisible barrier, flew far away, and fell heavily to the ground.

  The two muffled sounds in the quiet night were particularly heavy.

  At the same time, the guard with the knife was also knocked out of the battle, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.

   Nangong Jue only brought four hidden guards and one bodyguard with him when he went out tonight. Now, the three of them have been seriously injured and lost their combat power.

   Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes slowly, looking at the man in red who was walking towards him.

   "Your Excellency, who is it?"

   "The man who killed you."

  The man's voice was nice, lazy, cold and charming, with a bit of casual contempt.

"Ah…"

  Nangong Jue chuckled coldly, "Is it up to you?"

   "Just, by, me."

  As the three-character voice fell to the ground, the man turned his wrist, and the roots of his fingers were like jade. An invisible strong wind condensed in his palm, rolling up the boundless fallen leaves on the ground.

  The originally dead dead leaves seemed to be alive, and the lingering wind rose, frantically rushing towards the power gathered in his palm, and when he raised his hand suddenly, it turned into flying spirit butterflies and rushed towards Nangong Jue.

  It swept away like a torrent, instantly submerging his figure.

  A strange red light suddenly appeared around Nangong Jue, like a red halo surrounding him.

  Like a barrier, protecting people.

  Nangong Jue's black jade-like black eyes also turned into a bewitching blood red, under the dark night and moonlight, treacherous and frightening.

  The flying fallen leaves hit the red barrier, making a loud noise, scattered and drifted away like cracked fireworks.

  Nangong Jue raised his hand, his sleeves fluttered, and a palm wind rolled towards the man in red like a stormy sea with a strange red light.

   A low laugh sounded in the wind, casually.

   Then there was a loud bang, and the two of them met palms in the air, and the situation changed in an instant.

  The ground was shaken by a huge shock wave, dust was flying, fallen leaves were rolling all over the sky, and even the rubble on the roof beside the road was roaring.

  The subordinates of the prince who were already injured were unfortunately affected, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

  The three of them, who had not yet decided the winner, also fell from mid-air one after another, and took several steps back to barely stabilize their figures.

   There was a trace of bright red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

   "Back off."

  The man dressed in black glanced at the two hidden guards opposite him, hesitated for a moment, and cupped his fists, "Yes!"

  In the next moment, his figure disappeared in place like a ghost, and disappeared into the boundless night.

  A cloud of clouds half covered the moonlight, the sky and the earth became dark all of a sudden, and the wind seemed to be stronger than before.

  Nangong Jue took the lead, pulling out a soft sword wrapped around his waist, holding the sword flower in his hand, and approaching the throat of the man in red.

  The man in red hooked his thin lips lightly, and gave a chuckle in disdain. Suddenly, a folding fan appeared in his hand. The handle of the fan was like a sword.

  A master's fight is like a fight between gods. You can't see the moves of the two at all, and you can't see how they make a move. They have already matched dozens of moves in an instant.

  The two stood against the wind using lightness kung fu, and saw the red clothes flying in mid-air, like a fairy or a ghost, accompanied by black shadows, like ghosts.

  Mixed with the cold light and sword shadow, the clank and hoarse sound of the collision of gold and steel.

  On the ground, there are flying sand and rocks, and the smoke and dust are billowing and charming.

  The man in black who had been ordered to retreat saw that the field where the two were fighting was far away, so he appeared quietly, and knocked out all the wounded prince's subordinates with lightning speed.

   That fight in the dark night, maybe everything will be quiet at dawn, as if nothing happened.

  The bright moon covered by the clouds once again jumps above the nine heavens, and sprinkles thousands of moonlight on the world.

   Nangong Jue fell to the ground, coughing lightly with one hand covering his chest, with a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth.

   And there was a silver meteor dart stuck in his left shoulder.

  The man in red stood Lingfeng three steps away from him, looking down at him through the bright moon and Changfeng.

   "It's unexpected that the prince of Tianchu, who is famous all over the world for his literary governance and benevolence, has such a high level of martial arts attainments. He is really a person, a man, and a talent."

  In fact, this is the truth. Nangong Jue's martial arts is indeed extremely high. Looking at the Jiuzhou master list, he is also ranked high.

  But when this sentence is spoken from that mouth in this situation, anyone who hears it will feel humiliated and ridiculed.

  Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes, clenched the meteor dart tightly in his right hand, and suddenly pulled it out forcefully.

   At the same time, he secretly poured his inner strength into the backhand and threw it at the heart of the man in red.

  The meteor dart was going like a rainbow, but the man in red easily dodged it, but the prince was not so easy.

  The moment the meteor dart was shot, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, and a rush of blood surged up, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

   Nangong Jue suddenly looked up at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth, "Are you poisoning?"

  The man in red hooked his thin lips lightly, his voice was lazy, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

  (end of this chapter)