Ouchi Taming the Cat, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

Chapter 660 Sword Dance

"Kill me!"

Cold Blade Night Owl shouted angrily.

The next moment, he slashed out a sharp blade that was as real as a substance, and attacked the third prince directly.

"Controlling Qi and transforming into a human form!?"

The third prince was startled at first, but then he did not dodge or evade, but leaned forward to meet the attack.

"That's all."

"Give it to me, broken!"

The third prince reacted quickly. He lowered his center of gravity while changing the direction of his feet. He took a series of small steps and started to spin his body.

The sword in his hand was also swung up, creating streaks of fire in the air, and his momentum was no less powerful.

The sword energies of Fiery Slash and Cold Blade Night Owl collided with each other, and both sides paused for a moment.

But then, Fiery Slash rushed forward again and actually shattered the sword energy.

Han Dao Ye Xiao's eyes widened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't react.

When the two of them had fought just now, he had already found out that the Third Prince was not as strong as him, so he wanted to use his sword energy to defeat him in one fell swoop.

But he didn't expect that the Third Prince was not frightened by his moves. He even dared to counterattack instead of retreating and broke through himself.

There is really a whole grade difference between them.

After the Third Prince broke the Cold Blade Night Owl's moves, he used inertia to kick the sword onto his shoulder and held it steadily.

The Third Prince smiled disdainfully, waved his hand towards the other side, and said provocatively:
"It's rare to find a fifth-grade warrior as weak as you. No wonder you're a deserter."

"It's a shame for the Daxing army!"

"Now you dare to use the skills you learned in the army to do evil things. Today, wait and see how I will clean up your mess."

As the Third Prince spoke, he assumed a posture of advancing with a knife, intending to continue the attack.

Han Dao Ye Xiao also recognized the Third Prince's posture and knew that he also had a military background.

The Third Prince was so powerful at such a young age. It was not difficult for Han Dao Ye Xiao to guess which noble family he must be from.

After all, in the military, who hasn't seen these high-ranking and dazzling beings?

"hateful!"

Han Dao Ye Xiao was so angry that he almost bit his teeth to pieces.

"You guys from aristocratic families are just relying on having a good father."

"What's there to be so arrogant about?"

Han Dao Ye Xiao's knuckles turned white because he was holding the knife so tightly.

Who doesn’t want to have a good father?

Who doesn't want to be born with a silver spoon in their mouth?
Who wants the local mud?

"Brothers, leave this kid to me, and you quickly capture the other two."

Cold Blade Night Owl greeted him.

The other two looked younger than the third prince in front of them.

The aura of that young man was even weaker, and he probably hadn't even cultivated his true Qi.

As for the youngest girl, she couldn't even feel the energy of qi and blood, and there was no sign of any training at all.

The horses under their crotch were extremely fast. If the two little ones managed to escape in time, it would be troublesome for them to go back and report the news.

As for the third prince, Han Dao Ye Xiao must teach him a lesson personally.

"Humph."

The Third Prince simply snorted coldly at Han Dao Ye Xiao's arrangement.

Their team is right behind and will arrive soon.

By the time Chief Steward Shang and the eunuch in flowery clothes arrived, it would be difficult for these robbers to survive.

The Third Prince was very familiar with the abilities of Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince.

Not to mention the Eighth Prince's mediocre skills, Princess Ankang alone has the ability to defeat him.

The third prince didn't believe that these minions could pose a threat to them.

For him, the Cold Blade Night Owl in front of him is his opponent.

Therefore, the Third Prince ignored the other minions who attacked Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince. He just stared at his opponents and moved forward slowly with a knife in hand.

"You're so brave, boy!"

Han Dao Ye Xiao had to admit that the Third Prince was the most outstanding young man from a noble family that he had ever seen.

Facing an opponent who was one level higher than him, he was not afraid at all and even dared to take the initiative to fight back.

There is a rank difference between them. If the Third Prince's mind wavers even a little, he will have no chance of winning.

However, if we keep this forward-looking mentality, there is still the possibility of cross-border challenges.

But the better the Third Prince performed, the angrier Han Dao Ye Xiao became.

"Why?"

Seeing that his men had surrounded the other two, Han Dao Ye Xiao did not wait any longer and rushed towards the third prince with his sword in hand, launching a fierce attack.

The long sword of the Cold Blade Night Owl is even lighter and its attacks are extremely swift.

The third prince's fighting style is more intense. If he were to attack, he would definitely not be able to keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

Therefore, the third prince did not rush to attack, but used the size advantage of the sword to protect himself from being penetrated.

But his strength was originally weaker than that of the opponent, and if he fought a protracted war, he would have no chance of winning.

Seeing that the Third Prince was so aggressive just now, but ended up being a coward in the fight, Han Dao Ye Xiao couldn't help but sneer at him:
"You were just talking big, but now you're scared?"

Han Dao Ye Xiao sneered continuously, but his hands did not relax at all.

The plain-looking long sword in his hand suddenly became cold and dazzling.

"Is it the metallic Qi?"

Li Xuan sat steadily on his horse, watching the battle over there, not paying any attention to the group of minions that had surrounded them.

To be honest, these robbers were much more powerful than the ones he had seen in the north before.

But Princess Ankang is not a vegetarian either.

Li Xuan took this opportunity to let the little girl practice so that she wouldn't be flustered when something really happened in the future.

Although he usually accompanied Princess Ankang and Yu'er to practice martial arts, it was a one-on-one match.

You have to have a chance to experience this kind of scene of dealing with a large number of enemies.

"Two little kids, get off your horses and leave your valuables behind, and we will let you go."

"Otherwise, you will suffer!"

The minions waved their weapons and threatened them.

Except for a few people, the rest of them are actually a mob.

Just now, Han Dao Ye Xiao led people to block the road, and the people behind him were indeed good fighters.

But now these minions spread out and surrounded them, revealing the people with varying qualities behind them.

These people are very similar to the bandits in Li Xuan's impression.

The clothes were ragged and the weapons were crude.

It was called a weapon, but it was just a wooden stick with some polished iron pieces tied to one end with a rope.

Some people didn’t even have pieces of iron, or even sharp stones, and their equipment was almost as good as that of the savages in the mountains.

Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince moved closer to each other, turned their horses in front and back, and looked after each other's backs.

"Myna, be careful."

Princess Ankang gave a reminder.

Among these minions, there are some who are holding bows and arrows, and it is very troublesome if they shoot us with arrows from time to time.

"Ankang, hurry up and get your cat on board. What are you waiting for?"

Although the Eighth Prince looked calm, he urged Li Xuan in a low voice to take action quickly.

Li Xuan gave this guy a blank look and then went to watch the battle on the Third Prince's side.

You know what, the fight over there was quite exciting.

"Hey, hey, hey, Grandpa Cat, stop it." "There are so many people, Ankang and I can't handle it!"

The Eighth Prince didn't move his mouth, but his words were fluent and clear. Seeing that they did not dismount, the minions had already begun to tighten the encirclement.

Li Xuan shook his ears and ignored the Eighth Prince's nonsense.

At this time, Princess Ankang also started to take action.

She just bent her fingers slightly towards the crowd, and the next moment a stone appeared on her clenched knuckles.

"If you don't retreat, don't blame me for being rude."

"Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, and you will be spared physical pain."

Princess Ankang said with a smile.

"Hahaha……"

Princess Ankang's non-threatening words caused them to burst into laughter.

But before they could finish laughing, a series of "whooshing" sounds were heard.

Then there was a chaos of people and horses falling to the ground, and the minions fell to the ground screaming in pain like cut wheat.

Princess Ankang waved her fingers with a confident smile on her face.

In an instant, a group of robbers were knocked to the ground by Princess Ankang and could never get up again.

"what?"

This scene made the Eighth Prince dumbfounded.

The crossbows in the army did not have such efficiency, but Princess Ankang achieved such a horrifying effect with just her hands.

While he was stunned, half of the robbers had already fallen.

They also reacted and exclaimed:
"Be careful of that girl's hidden weapon!"

Li Xuan laughed and shook his head, thinking to himself: "If being careful is useful, you should give it a try."

Princess Ankang's stone slinging technique was as powerful as a pistol. If she hadn't held back, these guys wouldn't even have the chance to scream.

"Myna, be careful."

The robbers also began to fight back. After seeing how powerful Princess Ankang was, they no longer dared to look down on her.

Some threw their weapons over, while others took out wooden shields and held them in front of them.

As for those elite soldiers carrying bows and arrows, they were defeated by Princess Ankang in the first place.

Other well-equipped robbers also fell in the first wave of attacks.

Although some of them wore helmets, they were still unable to withstand the attacks of slingshots.

The stone hit the helmet, creating a dent. The impact was completely absorbed and the robber wearing the helmet fell unconscious on the spot.

Princess Ankang immediately eliminated the elite among the robbers, and the rest were just a mob and not a concern.

Princess Ankang shot down robbers one after another, and took the time to ask the Eighth Prince:
"Myna, do I need to leave a few for you? Can you show off?"

The fight was intense on the Third Prince's side, and Li Xuan was watching intently.

The eighth prince didn't even move his hands, he just raced horses.

When asked this by Princess Ankang, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the reins nervously.

These robbers were different from the ones he usually fought with. They came out to take his life.

While the Eighth Prince was hesitating, Princess Ankang was still using her stone-slinging technique to knock down the enemies, but her speed was gradually slowing down.

The other side had been defeated by Princess Ankang and was retreating.

But even though their morale collapsed, the robbers did not flee, but continued to surround the two of them tremblingly.

This couldn't help but make Princess Ankang feel a little strange.

Even if she showed mercy and didn't take their lives, a hit would still be extremely painful. There were many examples of this lying on the ground.

"It's weird."

Princess Ankang looked at these robbers who were obviously scared to death but did not run away, and said to herself.

The Eighth Prince looked at the other side and saw the Third Prince fighting back and forth with the Cold Blade Night Owl. In the end, he gritted his teeth unwillingly.

"Ankang, help me with the raid, I'll take care of the rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eighth Prince put on the pair of gloves that shone with a cold light.

He jumped off his horse and rushed into the crowd.

The eighth prince knocked the robbers to the ground with punches and palms.

He knew that these minions were not very powerful.

But when facing a life-threatening battle, people can't help but feel nervous.

But after defeating several people in succession, the Eighth Prince gradually relaxed and his movements were no longer as tense as at the beginning.

Seeing that the Eighth Prince had gotten into the state, Princess Ankang stopped throwing stones and just held them, ready to rescue the Eighth Prince at any time.

After all, the Eighth Prince also has the eighth-grade cultivation, so it is easy for him to deal with these ordinary people.

As long as he overcomes the psychological barrier, there will be no obstacles.

In a short while, all the robbers were lying on the ground thanks to the combined efforts of the two.

On the other side, Han Dao Ye Xiao didn't even notice this situation.

Because he is also busy taking care of himself now.

"impossible!"

"Why can't I take him down?"

The third prince's passive defense at the beginning was just a decoy.

His seemingly passive defensive style was actually a clever way of leveraging the opponent's force.

After he defended against Cold Blade Night Owl's initial attack, his body began to dance along with his sword.

Each man and his sword performed a deadly dance like tacitly coordinated dancers at a banquet.

The Third Prince used his sword to continuously draw strength from the attacks of Cold Blade Night Owl. Gradually, his body and sword became coordinated with each other, and he danced faster and faster.

Han Dao Ye Xiao could clearly feel that the Third Prince's attacks were becoming more and more powerful, and even it was becoming difficult for him to take them.

This martial art that was beyond his understanding made Han Dao Ye Xiao feel powerless.

It was obvious that he was stronger, but he was suppressed by the third prince.

Moreover, the dance coordinated between the Third Prince and the sword became more and more ferocious, like a ceaseless hurricane, spraying raging flames, leaving Cold Blade Night Owl with only the strength to parry, unable to even find time to counterattack.

At this moment, Han Dao Ye Xiao knew that he had lost.

boom!
Cold Blade Night Owl was knocked to the ground by the tremendous force of the hot sword, and the long sword in his hand, which was originally shining with cold light, was also cut off, leaving only the broken blade and the handle in his hand.

The knuckles of Cold Blade Night Owl had already been broken and bleeding, and the hand holding the knife was shaking uncontrollably.

But even so, he did not let go of the knife handle.

A surge of blood and energy rushed up, and Han Dao Ye Xiao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, wetting his clothes.

When he looked up again, he saw that the Third Prince's sword was already on his neck.

The third prince was breathing heavily, his face flushed. It was obvious that the sword dance just now had pushed him to his limit.

He saw Han Dao Ye Xiao looking up at him, with an arrogant smile on his face, and asked:
"Any last words?"

Han Dao Ye Xiao looked around and found that all his companions were lying on the ground, and the other two boys and girls were looking at him.

He knew that they had hit a wall today.

That’s not all. Another team came from a distance and they seemed to be in the same group as the other team.

At the front of the team, there are several young boys and girls with extraordinary temperament.

Behind them was a group of guards that made Han Dao Ye Xiao feel terrified.

Especially one of the kind old men made Han Dao Ye Xiao feel frightened.

"This temperament!?"

"Could it be a master from the inner court?"

"Who are they?"

The expression of Cold Blade Night Owl changed.

(End of this chapter)