"asshole."

Sophiarans, who had just turned around and was about to leave, shook his whole body. He turned his head in horror and couldn't help but slap the alloy table placed on the display screen, and immediately slapped a table made of hard alloy in the universe to pieces.

Who is Feng Moyun, the third prince of the empire, and the emperor's favorite son. Anyone with a little brain can understand what it means if such a guy dies in the Marshal's Mansion.

Howard himself is a political idiot. He has few friends in the government system of Northern Iran, and countless people want Howard to be in trouble immediately. If the imperial prince suddenly dies in the Marshal's Mansion, those who wish Howard will fall will not immediately take the blame and do everything possible to trample Howard so.

"Mu Zhenan, I ordered all my brothers to take action. Damn, no matter what, you must save Feng Moyun and fight for reinforcements to come."

Sophiarans cursed fiercely, and Muzhannan left. Although things failed to develop according to Sophiarans's calculations, Muzhannan admired Sophiarans more and more because the change of things was an accident, and Sophiarans' early preparations could help ensure the most critical moments.

This calculation can be said to be absolutely free of water.

As soon as he fought with Zhang Yuan, Feng Moyun's face suddenly changed his horror. Originally, Feng Moyun just saw the dead bodies all over the ground, and rushed up in anger, but he had never understood how Zhang Yuan killed the guards.

At this moment, when Feng Moyun felt Zhang Yuan's horror. Zhang Yuan seemed to be completely unthinking with every strike. With pure instinct and no regular instinct to follow, Feng Moyun could only do the same by constantly dealing with moves, and he could not grasp Zhang Yuan's next strike at all. However, Feng Moyun had two tricks, but he actually relied on dealing with Zhang Yuan several times by dealing with moves.

After several swords, he could not do anything to Feng Moyun. The psychological discomfort caused by Zhang Yuan's previous killing was completely eliminated, and his strong fighting spirit suddenly surged out of his heart, and as his fighting spirit grew wildly, the knife in his hand became more and more unpredictable.

It was not until this moment that Zhang Yuan deeply realized that in fact, what the system has given him the most perverted is not those powerful skills, but a foundation. Whether it is basic attributes or basic knife skills, these things have always helped him grow. The basic attributes allow him to see every little growth and every little deficit in his own way, and the basic knife rules teach him how to fight.

Basic knife skills, knife skills.

Zhang Yuan didn't know if there were other levels below, and what it would be like if there were. The only thing Zhang Yuan knew was that if he could practice sword skills to the Great Perfection, he might not need any energy to use terrifying sword moves that were no less than the heart of killing.

The knife is in the hand, and the knife is controlled by the hand. Every move does not need to be thought about. It feels that it is guiding how to make the knife. Zhang Yuan is gradually immersed in this mysterious battle, but a light golden luster has risen on Feng Moyun.

The royal secret skill is seamless, the absolute guardian skill, and the absolute killing skill. Unfortunately, when Zhang Yuan is suppressed and beaten, Feng Moyun can only use the absolute guardian skill.

Feng Moyun is not a genius, but he is definitely not a fool. The third prince, born as a Northern Ireland Institute, has learned royal secret skills since he was a child, so it was the first time Feng Moyun was beaten so embarrassed. It is fake to say that he is not angry in his heart, but no matter how angry he is, he can only support Zhang Yuan with a grievance for the time being.

But in the past few minutes, countless years seemed to have passed in Zhang Yuan's feelings. He felt as if he had chopped out countless swords, and his understanding of sword techniques became more and more exquisite. Suddenly, a warm current emerged from his body and instantly flowed through his whole body. The fatigue of the past two days completely disappeared at this moment.

"Around him."

Sophiarans's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Yuan's ears. The warm current in his body and Sophiarans's rushing out made Zhang Yuan alert and retreat. In the Marshal's Mansion, a group of armored warriors who were obviously stronger than the previous guards rushed out and surrounded Zhang Yuan.

"Three minutes and twenty-one seconds, it seems that my guess is correct. The energy required by the heart skill is too large, so your current energy cannot support the consumption of the heart skill."

Sophiarans' cold voice sounded, with a hint of pride and arrogance. Any arrogant master would probably not be able to help but express some emotions when he heard such a provocation. However, after Sophiarans's words fell, Zhang Yuan was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

In Sophiarans' eyes, this behavior is only considered to be Zhang Yuan's accumulation of momentum before the fight of the beast. Sophiarans, who has practiced ten steps to kill, understands the need for energy of advanced skills, and also understands the absolute arrogance that psychologically arises after practicing this advanced skills. This is the arrogance that never allows surrender, and the arrogance that will fight with life when you know you are unable to defeat.

Gain power and seek death.

This is the only feeling Zhang Yuan gave to Sophiarans at the moment, and Sophiarans also liked this feeling very much. If she weren't Zhang Yuan dead?

"Don't be afraid, he no longer has the ability and cannot use his mental skills. It is impossible to achieve the same level as before. Brothers, kill him for the honor of the Royal Jiwu Warrior Academy and the honor of the empire."

Sophiarans spoke coldly, and at the same time put two extremely high honors on it to increase the fighting spirit of these young and passionate teenagers. Her little thoughts were not in vain, and the words fell. Many young masters were already pounced towards Zhang Yuan under the leadership of Mu Zhenan.

A trace of knife light suddenly appeared in front of Sophiarans. The strong and substantial killing aura suddenly wrapped Sophiarans. In an instant, Sophiarans felt that she could not even move, and a long sword full of cold light was already placed on her neck.

"Don't move, if you don't want her to die."

Zhang Yuan's voice rang coldly, and the knife pressed forward hard against Sophiarans' neck, "I don't think you would mind accompanying me to the restoration cabin. Of course, you may not want it, so I can only make you need that thing extremely."
Chapter completed!