The evil king trains his wife

Chapter 141 Assassination (6)

The arrow was spinning rapidly in the air, with the momentum to pierce the ice mist in his palm.

Jiang Chengfeng immediately withdrew his hand and tried to avoid the arrow, but it was too late. The speed of the arrow was faster than the wind, and the arrow pierced hard into his right chest on one side of his body.

His blue icy eyes froze, Jiang Chengfeng staggered a step, his plain white brocade robe was soaked in blood, like a coquettish manjusawa slowly blooming on his chest.

"Master!!" Bai Qiannian's heart constricted suddenly, and his pupils dilated instantly.

"Uncle Wang!!" Mumu and Lingzhi had never seen Jiang Chengfeng injured.

"Mumu, Lingzhi! Take her away!" Jiang Chengfeng raised his hand, wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"No! I'm not leaving!" Bai Qiannian stepped forward to help Jiang Chengfeng, but was pushed away by Jiang Chengfeng.

"Go!" Jiang Chengfeng shouted coldly.

Bai Qiannian shook his head vigorously, tears were already falling like rain.

Mumu stepped forward and pulled Bai Qiannian back, "Sister Qiannian, let's go!"

Lingzhi also persuaded: "Staying here will only distract the prince!"

"No! I won't go! Don't pull me! I want to be by Master's side!"

Bai Qiannian was struggling, Master was injured only to save her, she must not leave Master alone, she wanted to fight side by side with him!To die is to die together! !

Mumu and Lingzhi couldn't bear to leave Jiang Chengfeng alone, they were hesitant, but they didn't dare to disobey Jiang Chengfeng's order.

Jiang Chengfeng's eyebrows sank, "Get lost!"

He covered his chest with his right hand, waved his long sleeve with his left hand, and used his spiritual power to bounce the bodies of the three of them away by more than ten feet.

The leading masked man shouted loudly: "Northern Han King has been injured! Don't be afraid, everyone! Whoever takes his head today will receive a big reward!!"

Jiang Chengfeng was injured, which greatly increased the enemy's momentum.

Countless black shadows moved towards him like the wind.

Bai Qiannian wanted to run back, but was held tightly by Mumu and Lingzhi, and Lingzhi shouted anxiously: "If you really want to help the prince, don't make trouble!!"

"Sister Qiannian, Uncle Wang Ye wants to cover us and leave first, we will only affect him, let's go quickly!"

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Bai Qiannian struggled, his heart was bleeding, "Master!!"

Mumu and Lingzhi looked at each other, and had no choice but to use their spiritual power to restrain Bai Qiannian.

"Master..." Bai Qiannian was so distressed that he couldn't breathe, his voice was hoarse, but he could only watch Jiang Chengfeng's plain figure getting further and further away, and was finally blocked by the group of black shadows.

In her heart, he is a high god, she thought that he would never fall down, but just now, the shocking blood made her so scared, so scared.

Hundreds of dead soul cultivators surrounded Jiang Chengfeng in the middle.

Jiang Chengfeng's face was pale, and he was covering his right chest with his hand, but he still had an extremely arrogant attitude.

Bing Mo glanced lightly, and the group of people took a few steps back in fright, and no one dared to step forward.

Rumor has it that King Beihan alone wiped out thousands of soldiers and horses in Sundial City when he was 12 years old. Even though he is injured now, he cannot relax his vigilance.

There was a sneer on the blood-stained lips, and the blue eyes were full of disdain, "Just you, want to take down this king?"

The masked man in the head said with a smile: "In normal times, of course we are no match for the prince, but..." He glanced at the arrow still stuck in Jiang Chengfeng's chest, "There are seventeen sixth-level cultivators gathered in this arrow." Master's spiritual power, if you use your spiritual power now, you will only bleed more, and your spiritual power will be consumed faster."

(End of this chapter)