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Chapter 113 Shen Sitang, You Are So Poor

This sword was so powerful that it directly defeated the fighting spirit of a group of men in black. Their eyes were full of despair, and they could only retreat to the hall of Yichun Courtyard.

Obviously they realized that the people outside the door were more threatening.

Hu Zhonglun covered the wound on his chest and looked at Zhuo Xicheng who was on the side: "The rightists are here?"

Zhuo Xicheng rolled his eyes at him: "You haven't slept yet, what are you dreaming about?"

Hu Zhonglun thought about it, and scratched his head foolishly: "Then who is here to help us?"

Zhuo Xicheng didn't answer him, thinking he still wanted to ask!
But they soon had an answer.

Tang Yihui flew over dressed in black, indifferently took his sword from Xiaohuan's neck, and said, "I'll take care of them, and you go to rescue Miss Shen."

Hu Zhonglun and the others looked at each other, wondering who he was talking about.Shouldn't it be you?

"Ah."

Followed by Zhou Zifu in white clothes, he passed Zhuo Xicheng and the others, and came to the silk door.

Hu Zhonglun and the others understood.

Oh, so it wasn't talking to them.

At this time, there were only twenty or thirty men in black left in the hall, and their companions were all dead, lying on the ground.

Tang Yihui scanned around and said with a sneer, "It's not enough to fit between the teeth."

After all, the black sword in his hand flew out, and it was directly driven by his thoughts, and no one survived where the slender black blade passed.

Yang Beihong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It's... really not enough for him to stick between his teeth."

There were screams in the hall one after another. These men in black were still capable of fighting against Hu Zhonglun and the others, but facing Tang Yihui, they had to wait to die.

Zhuo Xicheng turned his head stiffly to look at Yang Beihong: "Commander Tang is actually... Wu Zong!"

Only those who have cultivated to Dawuzong can use their minds to activate weapons!

Yang Beihong didn't pick up on it. He had long heard that the two personal guards of the Sixth Prince were masters of one another. He didn't expect that they were Wu Zongxiu. No wonder the two of them were able to fight with His Highness the Sixth Prince in the battlefield, and they were invincible. It's just that they didn't know that His Highness the Sixth Prince What is the cultivation base.

At this time, Tang Yihui had already dealt with all the men in black, so he went upstairs.

"Why are you still not well? How about I come?"

Chu Fan frowned at the side: "This thing is very weird. I have never seen such a thick silk. No matter how I chop it, I can't stop cutting it."

Because this silk is different from ordinary silk, Shen Sitang regarded it as a thin thread at first.

Zhou Zifu slashed several times, but he didn't move at all. After listening to Tang Yihui's words, he stepped aside and said, "Come here!"

Tang Yihui swung his sword forward, only to hear a bang, as if it had collided with some sharp weapon and was bounced back.

"What... what's going on?"

Zhou Zifu explained his doubts: "It is rumored that the saints of southern Xinjiang have a unique magic weapon, golden silk, which is indestructible and quenches poison upon seeing blood."

Tang Yihui didn't understand and asked, "What do you mean?"

The corner of Chu Fan's mouth twitched, is this difficult to understand?

Zhou Zifu seemed to be used to it, and explained to him again: "It just keeps cutting, and the silk itself is non-toxic, but it will automatically produce poison when it sees blood."

Tang Yihui came to a sudden: "Is it because you are poisoned if you get hurt by this golden silk?"

Zhou Zifu nodded.

Tang Yihui was suddenly worried: "It won't happen if Miss Shen is trapped inside, I..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zifu gave him a hard look, and Tang Yihui quickly changed his words: "We have to find a way to get Miss Shen and Zuo Yu together. Only Shi can be rescued!"

Chu Fan was still puzzled at first, why the Sixth Prince only cared about Little Eleven?Their boss is also inside!
Now I finally heard the word Zuo Yushi from their mouths, so I didn't think too much about it.

Zhou Zifu stared at the Silk Gate in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "You stay here, I'll go find Your Highness."

Tang Yihui nodded heavily: "Go quickly, Miss Shen... and Zuo Yushi are inside, don't delay!"

Chu Fan has new doubts again. The two Martial Emperors, Commander Tang and Commander Zhou, can't solve the silk door. What can His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince do?
But he didn't ask, because their goal was to rescue Little Eleven and the boss, and it didn't matter who had the solution or what method they used.

Shen Sitang and Chen Yue'an had been trapped in the huge cocoon for a long time, and they had no way of knowing what was going on inside.

"Brother Chen, I will definitely take you out!"

Chen Yue'an was severely poisoned, and now he was leaning against the wall and could not move. Black blood kept pouring out of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be in a state that could not last long.

Shen Sitang is not much better than him, Zuixin doesn't stab her with silk, but always hits her with fists made of golden silk, she is seriously injured and spits out mouthfuls of blood.

Zuixin seemed to be playing, admiring her lingering appearance with great interest.

"Deputy Envoy Shen, do you regret finding me? When I kill you, I will also kill those people outside. They were all killed by you."

Chen Yue'an struggled and moved his body: "Qian Ning, don't listen to her, it's not you who hurt people, but her nature is cruel!"

Shen Sitang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled sarcastically: "Brother Chen, don't worry, her words won't affect me, hold on, I will definitely take you out."

Hearing this, Zuixin laughed: "Take him out? Can you go out?"

Shen Sitang propped himself up with the sword, gritted his teeth and said, "I can definitely get out, definitely!"

She has to go out, or Chen Yue'an will die here!
Zuixin sighed: "You are really stubborn, and I am a little bit reluctant to kill you, but you must die, who told you to ruin my many years of planning!"

After finishing speaking, Zuixin seemed to have run out of patience, and the sharp golden silk suddenly hit Shen Sitang.

"Qian Ning!"

Chen Yue'an wanted to stand up to protect her, but his body was as heavy as iron, and he couldn't stand up no matter what.

He stared wide open, but saw Shen Sitang standing there without moving.

"Qian Ning! Get out of the way!"

Shen Sitang still didn't move, she grinned at Zuixin: "I'm waiting for your move!"

Zuixin didn't know why, but it was too late for her to take the move. This move was aimed at Shen Sitang's neck, and it would definitely kill her!
boom!
Shen Sitang was not pierced through the neck by the golden silk, but Zuixin was shocked back and forth by an invisible force. Not only that, her cocoon seemed to have cracks.

She bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Shen Sitang in disbelief.

Chen Yue'an was already weak and fainted from the shock, but Shen Sitang was still the same, standing still with his sword on the ground!

Shen Sitang twitched the corner of his mouth: "You can't kill me, I... won the bet!"

Zuixin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "I can't kill you, but I don't want to kill you now, Shen Sitang, you are so pitiful."

Shen Sitang didn't understand, is she pitiful?What are you sorry for?
Before she could ask clearly, the huge silk cocoon suddenly trembled. The white cocoon seemed to be covered by lightning, with dark purple light spreading in strands of silk.

This was obviously not what Zuixin expected, and she was a little panicked at this moment!

Shen Sitang looked at the dark purple thunder and lightning covered with silkworm cocoons, and was very confused, who... could do such and such!

(End of this chapter)