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Chapter 207 The boy with the black iron sword

"Ah! Prince! It turned out to be the prince's token. Could this young man be the prince's private visit? " Someone heard the conversation in the sky, someone said quickly, and then looked at the indifferent Shi Feng.

"It must be! Look at him, he is so calm and calm, and his face is always empty. This kind of demeanor is impossible for ordinary people to do. And you see, although there are few people around them, there are two powerful Martial Emperor realm as guards, and a beautiful woman is accompanying him. This lineup is obviously the prince!"

"No wonder they are so confident! It turns out that they are His Highness the Crown Prince! Now the city lord Zhong Yan is in trouble. He actually dares to blatantly blackmail His Highness the Crown Prince and ask the city guards to siege and kill the Crown Prince and others."

"Too... Prince..." General Qin, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and looked at Shi Feng, his whole body trembled, and he did not dare to get up.

"Zhong Yan kowtowed to the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince was thousands of years ago!" The city lord Zhong Yan hurriedly knelt down and bowed to the token in Wu Xiaoyun's hand, and saw the token as if the prince had arrived in person.

Wu Xiaoyun lowered his head and looked at Shi Feng below to ask for Shi Feng's advice. However, he saw that Shi Feng had already made a seal with his left hand and slapped the void with a palm, and the Nine Nether Evil Evil Seal!

An eight-star martial artist in the martial arts emperor realm is now in a time when he needs strength. How could Shi Feng let go so easily? What's more, if he offends himself, he deserves to die!

"Ah!" Zhong Yan, who was kneeling in the void, suddenly sensed a strong wave of power below, and a white palm print rushed to the sky.

A strong crisis and uneasiness filled Zhong Yan's heart. If he was hit by this palm print, Zhong Yan could imagine what the outcome would be. Even if that person was His Highness the real prince, if he wanted Zhong Yan's life, he would just be executed as a fake prince! This is Heiyan City, but his own territory!

He was very cruel and his whole body was gathering in his right hand. Zhong Yan slashed down with a palm, and a sharp and huge purple sword shadow slashed out. The eight-star martial emperor attacked, and the violent force seemed to slash the space. He suddenly slashed down below, slashing towards the Daohe white palm print.

Zhong Yan had enough confidence. With one blow, he had already cut through the palm print, and then covered it downwards. Shi Feng and others were all shrouded under the shadow of the purple sword, and they were all destroyed.

But then, when the huge purple sword shadow hit the forest white palm print, Zhong Yan saw that his eight-star martial emperor's full-strength attack was instantly shot into nothingness under the palm print. Immediately afterwards, the palm print continued to hit him quickly. Zhong Yan had no time to react, and the palm print hit his forehead with a palm print, "Bang!"

Zhong Yan felt the sky was spinning, and his head seemed to be hit hard by a giant hammer. Blood overflowed from the seven holes. Zhong Yan's eyes widened and could not believe it, and he looked like a ghost.

"How...how is this happening! I'm...the Eight-Star Martial Emperor!" This was Zhong Yan's last thought of staying in the world. Then his soul seemed to be manipulated by a mysterious force, and his body quickly fell and hit the ground hard.

"Bang!" The roar woke everyone who was shocked and took a deep breath.

"City... the city lord Zhong Yan is dead!"

"I just died like this! That's a powerful Eight-Star Martial Emperor, a high-ranking existence!"

"Oh my God, it's so cruel! The Eight-Star Martial Emperor, kill him as soon as he says he wants to kill!"

"Look, the body of the city lord..."

Immediately afterwards, people saw a large amount of blood gushing out from the body of the city lord Zhong Yan and rushed towards Shi Feng. Zhong Yan's body quickly became shriveled, as if it had been squeezed out of water, turning into a mummy that seemed to have been through hundreds of years, which made everyone feel creepy.

"Ah! Lord City Lord!" The most frightened at this moment was General Qin who was still lying at Shi Feng's feet. The city lord died and died so miserably. He instinctively survived. The extreme fear in his heart made General Qin, like Zhang Yue, constantly hit the ground with his head towards Shi Feng: "Give up your life, Your Highness, please spare me! I am just a young general, so everything is instructed by the city lord Zhong Yan!"

General Qin could not imagine that the terrifying thing would have happened to him if it had happened to him.

But then, as I imagined, General Qin felt that his whole body seemed to be boiling, and he went upstream, and an indescribable feeling of discomfort filled his whole body, "Ah! No! Your Highness, please spare your life! Ah!"

General Qin raised his head, his face became ferocious and distorted, and bright red blood gushed out of the seven holes, accompanied by his extremely painful shrill scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" All the blood rushed to Shi Feng, and then another living life turned into a mummy.

At this time, the crowd around him watched a little chill in his heart towards the young man with a pretty face. When he came to his senses, he didn't even know when his body involuntarily retreated and distanced away from him.

Wu Xiaoyun fell back to the ground, and Shi Feng said lightly to the people: "Let's go."

Only then did they realize that Li Liuxin, who had originally come with them, was nowhere to be found and did not know where he went. Maybe he was walking with him, but he was afraid of ghosts in the dark night. Maybe he had just clashed with the Heiyan City Guard, afraid of causing trouble, so he had quietly escaped. Anyway, with such a person missing, they didn't care and walked forward along the street.

The people who were originally standing on the street watching the fun saw Shi Feng and others approaching, quickly stepped aside and left a way for them, for fear of annoying these masters who dared to kill and would suffer.

Shi Feng didn't take a few steps, his steps suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked at the roof of a restaurant, where a young man stood proudly, wearing a black warrior suit and a black iron sword on his back, his long leather was scattered and his long skin was dancing with the wind, his face was calm and his skin was fair. At this moment, he was also quietly looking at Shi Feng.

Then, the young man flashed and disappeared on the roof. "Is another genius?" Looking at the empty roof, Shi Feng murmured softly.

"What's wrong with it, Master?" Wu Xiaoyun asked when he saw Shi Feng suddenly stood there and didn't understand.
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