The man in brocade robe is not old. He looks like a jade-like face and looks extremely handsome.

The tea cup was holding the teacup and the tea didn't even ripple. He glanced at the three cold and fierce killers. The three people were still clean and had no blood.

Either they are the leader of the killer or they have extremely high kung fu.

The man in brocade robe said lightly: "How much is my head worth? Let you fight so hard?"

The three of them had no expression on their faces, and one of them was hoarse and not like a voice: "Stop delaying the time, no one will come to save you!"

The man in brocade robe smiled indifferently and said, "Since you know that no one will come to save me, then let me die clearly?"

Another man said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, we only recognize people's heads and not people."

The man in brocade robe sneered and said, "You are very confident. Although I am not talented, I will not tie my hands up!"

He put the teacup on the table, stood up, hooked his feet, and the sword was hooked up. He reached out and grabbed it, holding the sword in his hand, and his whole aura increased.

However, the expressions of the three men in black did not fluctuate. For them, the man in brocade robe was just struggling to death. Even if he held the sword in his hand, how good can a prince who was pampered and lived in peace?

With the injured guard and Yi's broken sword around them, can they escape from heaven?

It is impossible to walk through the three of them, let alone that they have a second group of people guarding outside.

The man on the left said in a sinister way: "Do you die!"

The whole person rushed over toward the sword.

The man in brocade robe was no one else, but the fifth prince who returned to Beijing from Qinzhou. He had experienced many assassinations on this road, not to mention that these were expected. Although the situation was very unfavorable at this time, he was still calm.

The man in black said he would not have any support, and this was not completely true.

The news has been gone, and someone will come to help.

However, they must be able to last until reinforcements arrive.

Huangfu Jingyan had already been numb about these assassins, and his heart was extremely sad. He was born from the same roots, so why are we too anxious to fight each other?

The five people quickly fought at Yi.

The three men in black saw that they were wrong. The fifth prince was not as delicate as a royal family. His swordsmanship was pretty good, but he was only stronger than a person like him. They could still control the situation within two hundred moves with three to two.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Huangfu Jingyan was still calm and calm against the enemy. He had strong control ability, accurate vision, and his moves were also very useful.

The attacks of the three people were led away by Huangfu Jingyan several times. The guard was extremely loyal. During the fight, he said anxiously: "Prince, I will hold them back, you can go first!"

Huangfu Jingyan smiled bitterly.

The martial arts of the other three were above them, so how could the guards hold on? If he left, he would just be defeated by them. Besides, there were three people in the room, and there might be thirty people in the ambush outside the room. They were in a hurry and fell into the ambush of the other party.

Nearly three hundred moves, and the sky was nearly four times. The three of them gradually surrounded him. A few more wounds were added to the guard's body. Huangfu Jingyan was also slightly injured. The hoarse voice that was not like a human voice smiled coldly: "Anyway, it's yi's death, why bother to struggle to death?"
Chapter completed!