Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

Chapter 317 When gods fight, mortals suffer!
"Go back!"

As Xiang Yu's words fell.

Li Cunxiao, Xie Bian, Fan Wujiu, Yanri and others in the crowd began to retreat behind them.

They had lived together in the palace for such a long time that they trusted each other very much.

Moreover, among these people, Xiang Yu can definitely be ranked first in terms of strength.

So, after hearing Xiang Yu's voice, everyone took action immediately.

Even Haitang Duoduo in the crowd left with everyone else.

However, those with weaker martial arts skills were hit by the powerful impact and fainted before they could react to what had just happened.

After Wu Zhu's attack landed, he did not stop there and swung the iron pestle in his hand again.

A whistling sound was heard, and a powerful airflow hit the person next to him.

"boom!"

The powerful air flow fluctuations, like an invisible giant python, swept up a dozen men in black and slammed them to the ground.

In just a few breaths,

Just now, more than a dozen men in black, along with those holding semi-automatic rifles, were knocked to the ground.

This is not over yet!
Wuzhu's toes turned lightly on the ground and his body immediately turned behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he swung the iron pestle in his hand again and hit Fan Wujiu who was closest to him.

Ok? ? ?
Fan Wujiu opened his eyes wide, realizing the danger coming, and hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand, holding it in front of his chest to block the oncoming attack.

However, as soon as he raised the long knife in his hand, the iron pestle came down in front of him.

"What a fast speed!" Fan Wujiu was shocked.

"when!"

There was a loud noise, deafening!
Fan Wujiu's body, like a kite with a broken string, drew an arc in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

When he stood up, he found that the hand holding the long sword began to tremble constantly, and there was a tearing pain in the palm of his hand.

hiss……

What a powerful force.

Is this the Grand Master? He is indeed extraordinary!
Fan Wujiu endured the pain and immediately looked at the long knife in his hand.

It was discovered that the blade, which was made of pure steel and was several times stronger than ordinary weapons, actually had cracks.

The opponent's attack just now almost broke his weapon.

It can only hold out for two more times at most. The long sword will be shattered by the previous attack.

At this time, Wu Zhu had already taken aim and headed towards Fan Wuzui again.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao immediately dodged and stood in front of Fan Wujiu, swung their weapons and smashed them hard at Wu Zhu who was attacking them.

"when!"

There was another loud noise.

The Overlord Spear in Xiang Yu's hand and the King Yu Spear in Li Cunxiao's hand worked together to block Wuzhu's iron pestle.

Moreover, the bodies of the two of them were not repelled, but stood still.

Seeing this, Fan Wujiu hurriedly got up from the ground and stepped aside.

Now that their weapons were destroyed and their combat effectiveness was reduced to most, they had no choice but to hand over the battlefield to the strongest few among them.

At this time, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao looked at each other and said in unison: "Break!"

The two of them worked together to push Wu Zhu back to the side.

Afterwards, Xiang Yu casually inserted the Overlord Spear into the floor and immediately started practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

His robes fluttered without wind, the aura in his body surged, and the skin on his hands began to change from wheat color to reddish color, and then to purple.

Immediately afterwards, white smoke rose from Xiang Yu's body.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar.

Xiang Yu then delivered the strongest punch he had ever delivered in his life.

Seven dragon-shaped and elephant-shaped shadows, with a terrifying aura and billowing smoke, Wuzhu rushed forward. Even the stone slabs on the ground were swept into the air and rushed forward together.

When Wu Zhu saw the oncoming attack, he did not choose to fight head-on, but dodged it at an extremely fast speed.

The seven dragon-shaped and elephant-shaped light shadows did not hit Wuzhu, but directly hit the roof of a hall.

"boom!"

The roof of the second floor, which was several meters wide, collapsed instantly after being hit by the light and shadow.

Large pieces of glazed tiles and blue bricks and stones fell down one after another.

The imperial guards and imperial guards who were watching nearby were hit by the sudden falling stones and tiles and let out screams.

At this time, Fan Xian easily dodged the attack of tiles and bricks and continued to look forward.

The wonderful scenes just now surprised and delighted him.

Uncle Wu Zhu is worthy of being a grandmaster. Even though he lost an arm, he still looks as graceful as ever.

Facing so many ninth-rank masters, he was still able to defeat them. It was simply amazing.

This also made Fan Xian realize the difference in strength.

A grandmaster is a grandmaster.

As long as he doesn't take that step, he can still crush a ninth-rank master to death.

Moreover, what puzzled Fan Xian the most were these ninth-rank masters before him.

He was very curious about what method Li Chengze used to cultivate so many ninth-grade people?
The key combat effectiveness is not low.

If it weren’t for Uncle Wuzhu being here, we wouldn’t be able to deal with them relying solely on the palace guards.

When Fan Xian thought of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to look forward.

the other side.

Ye Ling'er and others who had just evacuated were frightened again when they heard the explosion behind them.

Lin Wan'er looked behind her not far away and asked in surprise, "What happened just now?"

"Who is so powerful that he could collapse the house?"

Princess Roujia covered her ears with her hands and trembled in Lin Wan'er's arms.

Ye Linger looked back and whispered, "That should be a ninth-rank master. The power he displayed is indeed terrifying."

"Luckily we left just now, otherwise we would have been affected."

"Besides, this is nothing. If the Grand Master takes action, the entire palace will probably be uprooted."

At this time, Jia Xu hurriedly said: "Two young ladies, stop talking nonsense at this time and quickly hide in a safe place."

"If you get hurt, the lord will definitely feel bad."

Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er said nothing more and continued to follow Jia Xu away.

……

at the same time.

Wu Zhu's figure had already arrived in front of Xiang Yu and kicked him in the chest.

‘Bang’ sound.

Xiang Yu was kicked and flew away, spitting blood.

After seeing this, Wu Zhu prepared to swing the iron pestle in his hand and hit Xiang Yu again.

At this time, six figures flashed and appeared beside Wuzhu.

As soon as the six sword slaves made a move, they immediately swung the swords in their hands to block Wuzhu's way.

Immediately afterwards, Shengqi jumped into the air, raised the Juque in his hand, and smashed it towards Wuzhu's head.

Not only that.

Jingwei flashed behind Wuzhu and stabbed him in the back with his sword.

Beside her, Xuan Jian also appeared, drew out two black and white swords, and attacked Wu Zhu's lower body.

For a time,

Several different long swords exuded a strong murderous intent!
(End of this chapter)