The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

The tenth prince naturally would not let her avoid easily, and her figure flew with her at the same time, and the chain hook was aimed at her neck.

The soldiers on both sides exclaimed.

Lan Yi was forced into anxiety, his face sinking, and a dagger flew out of his sleeve, thrusting straight at the heart of the tenth prince. This is a must-have for her.

The tenth prince was shocked, the dagger came too fast, he chased too close, too close to Lan Yi, and had no time to avoid the key point, the dagger stabbed his left shoulder, his eyes flashed sharply, and the chain hook in his hand Threw away and thrown at Lan Yi.

Lan Yi was naturally close to her, unable to escape the chain hook, and could only reach for it.

The chain hook carried the internal power of the tenth prince. Although he was injured, the internal power was 70% to 80%. Lan Yi caught the iron hook and took a few steps backwards before stopping. He suddenly spit out blood. , Suffered an internal injury caused by an iron hook.

Nanliang and Tiansheng immediately stepped forward to protect the two who fell on the ground.

In this battle, the tenth prince was injured in the left shoulder and Lan Yi's inner abdomen was injured.

"The owner of the blue family of the ten great families, the guards and deputy generals sealed by the new emperor, are in the end a woman. But that's the case!" The tenth prince laughed loudly.

Lan Yi looked at the tenth prince angrily.

The tenth prince pulled out the dagger inadvertently, and suddenly he was bleeding like blood on his left shoulder. He ignored it, and threw the dagger to Lan Yi.

The dagger flew straight towards Lan Yi. Lan Yi was unable to catch it due to internal injuries. Ling Yan stood beside Lan Yi and immediately reached out to catch it. Then she shook her wrist and threw the dagger out at the tenth prince, she It took ten percent of the skill to target the heart of the tenth prince.

The tenth prince was about to reach out to pick it up. A man next to him lightly caught the dagger. He backhanded the dagger against Ling Yan and threw a thin silver needle at the same time as the dagger.

Ling Yan was shocked and quickly dodged. She dodged the dagger and the silver needle, but a soldier behind her was attacked by Yang. His eyebrows stabbed by the silver needle suddenly fell to the ground. Earlier Lan Yi ordered out the five big and three rough men who scolded Gu Shaoqing.

Ling Yan was furious, looking at the man who caught his dagger and threw back the silver needle.

I saw that the man was almost the same as the tenth prince, not wearing armor, wearing a tight-fitting, tight-fitting outfit, and had a beautiful face.

Ling Yan looked at him and asked angrily, "Who are you? How dare you use a trick to hurt someone?"

The man sneered, "You don't deserve to know my first name. You can't do it if you return with a dagger to hurt someone? Young Master, I'm just treating the person with his own way."

Ling Yan was dumb for a moment, and suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and said to the man, "You have the ability to overcome the sword in my hand."

The man glanced disdainfully, "I'm afraid you're nothing but a master's ten tricks."

"Crazy rats! If you have the ability to come up, you will not be a man if you don't come." Ling Yan raised her sword and stood in the center.

The man chuckled, "Are you a man, do you still have to verify it yourself?"

Ling Yan looked black.

"Brothers! You said I can't go up and let this little girl verify?" The man shouted behind him.

"Go up!" Nanliang's soldiers yelled out loudly.

One of them shouted, "Master Mo, take off your pants after going up! Show the little girl your weapon."

Everyone laughed.

The man blushed and broke a bite. "Hold your dog's mouth! Whoever dares to shout again, I will throw him up."

Everyone didn't seem to dare to provoke him too much, and suddenly he didn't dare to laugh anymore, and everyone laughed. Obviously shows this person's status in the Nanliang Army. Certainly not an ordinary small person.

The man stepped forward with his sword, squinted at Ling Yan, his eyes narrowed. It seemed that something flashed in his eyes, but it was too fast to be clear.

Ling Yan hated her so much that she saw him stepping forward, even saving the etiquette of the sword flower. He pierced his eyebrows straight.

The man was not afraid, and immediately met her sword, embroidering the cloud sword with one hand made it beautiful.

Both soldiers and horses looked at the two men, and they saw that their swordsmanship was extremely high. They only saw the two men's coats flipping over, the cold light was shining, and the two swords seemed to draw two green clouds, wrapping the two in In the sword.

Ling Yan was born in the Kunwu Palace of the Ling family and was nurtured by the family since childhood. The Kunwu Palace is an extremely prestigious existence in the top ten families, and also truly gathers the capabilities and essence of the top ten families. It is the inheritance of the strategy of spreading the martial arts skills of the ten great families. Although not less than the Lord can inherit the family business, but the people who came out of the Kunwu Temple in the top ten families also have a supreme status. Because the three young masters of the Ling family, the young master of the Chinese family, and the young master of the Yin family lost last year when they were no longer available in southern Xinjiang, they transferred Yi Hong, Ling Yan, and Hua Shu from the Kunwu Temple to become young masters. The three entered the dynasty as representatives of the three great families, but that day Yi Hong was subdued by Rong Jing and abandoned the dynasty, leaving only her and Hua Shu.

It is conceivable that the people who came out of Kunwu Palace must have inherited the skills and essence of the family.

The top ten aristocrats have their own specialities in the eighteen kinds of martial arts and martial arts skills and the Wentao martial arts strategy, but the only thing that is the same is swordsmanship. Swordsmanship is the first technique among the ten major families, whether it is the Longtan Tiger Cave of the Lans, the plum blossom piles of the Cangs, or the Shangshan soldiers of the Chus, they should also retreat and respect the swordsmanship first.

Therefore, although Ling Yan does not pretend that her swordsmanship is unmatched, she also feels that the man said that ten tricks beat her infatuated dreams.

The two are obviously masters with swords, and a few strokes pass by.

Ling Yan started to think that he was arrogant and angry in his heart, but after a few strokes, he was amazed. He never thought that the swordsmanship she had learnt since she was a child not only failed him, but was resolved by him one by one, even some secret moves, he was also easy Dodge. She became more and more frightened, and her face turned white.

At the eighth move, the man thrust forward with a slant, her left shoulder was cut by him, the spring shirt was already thin, not to mention that she did not wear armor, so blood flow immediately.

Ling Yan stepped back a few steps.

The man didn't give up, a sword back to her right shoulder.

Ling Yan couldn't avoid it at all, Hua Shu was frightened, flew forward, slammed at the man, and took Ling Yan back a few feet when he made a tremendous blow.

The man had to withdraw his hand, took a few steps back, and avoided Hua Shu's palm.

The two sides separated and ended with the defeat of Ling Yan's eight strokes.

Ling Yan looked at the man in shock, she didn't look carefully because of his arrogance. At this time, it seemed that she was just a teenager, with a clear eyebrow, which made her look even more familiar. She clutched her left shoulder and was furious. Who are you? How come my Ling Family's secret sword technique?"

"The Ling Family's secret sword technique is nothing more than an influential sword technique." The teenager snorted coldly, disdainfully.

"What's your relationship with my Ling family?" Ling Yan looked at her straight and asked with painful wounds.

"It's okay!" The teenager shook the sword in his hand, and the blood on the sword was thrown away by him with a slight disgust. He turned and strode back, "This is also the case for the people who came out of Kunwu Temple, and I took less than ten moves. I don’t think anyone from the Ling family will come out in the future.

Ling Yan's forehead was straight, and he noticed that this person had hatred for the Ling family.

"Ling Yan, do you think he looks a bit like you?" Hua Shu asked suddenly.

Ling Yan was stunned. She just looked closely at this person and felt a little familiar. She was thinking about when she had met him. After Hua Shuti, she suddenly awakened. She stared at the back of the young boy and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly said: You are Ling Mo!"

Ling Mo's footsteps didn't make a sound. He was Gu Shaoqing's personal guard who grew up together.

"It turns out that you are Ling Mo. You didn't die!" Ling Yan looked at Ling Mo in disbelief and pointed at him, "You... Why didn't you go back to Ling's house without you dying?"

"Go back?" Ling Mo suddenly turned his head and looked at Ling Yan with a sneer. "From the moment my mother cut bone and dig meat, I am no longer a member of the Ling family. My surname Gu is called Gu Lingmo, why I use this again The name is to make me remember my mother’s death and Ling’s hatred. Sooner or later, I will make up the Ling’s."

Ling Yan stiffened, and immediately said: "The clan owner knew that the second lady was wrong, you...you kept looking for you, thinking you were dead, you didn't look again, he has been guilty all these years..."

Ling Mo looked at her sarcastically and didn't speak, so cold eyes made Ling Yan unable to speak.

The two camps were silent for a while, and no one thought that the guard who had grown up since Gu Shaoqing was actually a member of the Ling family.

After a moment, Ling Mo took a cold look, walked back to the team expressionlessly, threw the sword to a soldier, and said at random: "Bring the sword to the young man to wash it, wash it thousands of times, this sword has contaminated Ling The blood of the family should have been discarded, but the son specially beat me for it, so naturally it should be kept well."

"Yes!" The soldier immediately ran back holding the sword, and it seemed to be really obedient to wash.

Ling Mo looked at the tenth prince who was wounded and supported, and frowned at the guards on both sides.

The tenth prince looked at Ling Mo up and down, and suddenly smiled: "OK, Master Mo is so powerful today!"

Ling Mo raised an eyebrow at him, "No ten princes are majestic and hurt Tiansheng's deputy general."

"It's just a lady!" said the tenth prince.

"I hurt the same lady, there is nothing really majestic." Ling Mo flicked his mouth in disdain and waved to the soldiers in Nanliang. "Close the soldiers!"

He followed Gu Shaoqing since childhood and raised his hands to learn Gu Shaoqing's general style. Everyone in the Nanliang military camp knows that Ling Mo has always conveyed Gu Shaoqing's instructions. His words are equivalent to Gu Shaoqing's words. Therefore, Nanliang soldiers heard him say retreat, and immediately kept the formation neatly and uniformly withdrawn to the barracks.