At the same time, now is a great opportunity.
Bei Yuxuan's personal soldiers only brought this point. If they miss today, it will be difficult to find this good opportunity.
Bei Niyuan narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he moved his right hand and quickly pulled out an arrow feather. The arrow passed through Jinghong and danced out a stream of light.
Stabbed Bei Yuxuan's chest fiercely.
There is no perfect position, it is a very ordinary position, but the speed is very fast, so fast that no one has time to defend.
But Bei Yuxuan was the prince now, so his reaction was naturally very quick, and he raised the sword in his hand to his chest.
Thunder and lightning.
"Ding… "
All he saw was that the sharp arrow piercing Bei Yuxuan's chest shattered inch by inch.
Break into powder.
The sharp arrow did not hit Bei Yuxuan's chest, but his thin sword.
It is enough to show that Bei Niyuan's judgment is very accurate.
Bei Yuxuan was unscathed.
Seeing that the other party had easily avoided it, Bei Niyuan revealed a sneer on his lips.
A seemingly calm atmosphere.
Bei Yuxuan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
It turned out that there was a tiny silver needle on his chest.
Bei Yuxuan did not expect that a silver needle would emerge from the opponent's sharp arrow. This was something he did not expect.
Suddenly, the blood all over his body became cold.
Silver needles are poisonous!
Beiyuan Xuan was shocked, not good!
At this time, Bei Niyuan, who was on the high slope, jumped up and landed directly in front of Bei Yuxuan.
"It's you." His appearance was not surprising to Bei Yuxuan at all.
But I was upset in my heart.
His confidants told him that the Seventh Prince was secretly building up his strength, but he was still dismissive.
Because now Bei Niyuan is just a lost dog.
How can a toothless dog bite
Unexpectedly, he still underestimated Bei Niyuan.
"It's me." Bei Niyuan made no secret of his identity.
Because he wanted to let the enemy know whose hands he died in.
"I have underestimated you after all." Bei Yuxuan sighed. Now he has been poisoned, and his men have also been ambushed.
Now I'm afraid the odds are stacked against me.
Bei Niyuan said: "I am no longer the Bei Niyuan I used to be. Get back ten times what you owe me."
There was a hint of viciousness in his tone, but upon closer inspection, it was filled with resentment.
When he was a child, his relationship with the other princes was not good, but his relationship with Bei Yuxuan was excellent.
But now they have reached this opposite position.
And how did this childhood playmate add insult to injury when he was at his lowest.
He could never forget it.
Bei Yuxuan spoke ill of him in front of his father and asked his father to punish him severely.
It was then that he began to distrust his friends.
"Suffer death." Bei Niyuan didn't want to talk nonsense, procrastinating for too long would not do him any good.
Holding the sword in his hand, he slashed open the two guards and ran straight towards Bei Yuxuan.
Bei Yuxuan was poisoned and could not raise his internal strength, but his guards were not vegetarians and immediately protected him.
A flash of swords and shadows!
Not far away, on a tree, several figures looked at this scene coldly.
The man standing at the front had his face covered and his eyes rolling.
Seeing Bei Niyuan surrounded by the other party's guards.
He said softly: "It's our turn."
"Yes." The figures of the people behind him moved, and the leaves swirled and fell to the ground.
The murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger.
As soon as these people appeared, the situation immediately turned around.
Bei Yuxuan's guards kept falling, and Bei Niyuan's momentum became more and more powerful.
After several black shadows eliminated the guards, before they could reach Bei Yuxuan, they heard Bei Niyuan roar loudly: "He is mine."
The happiest thing is to kill an enemy with your hands.
"You really want to kill me." Bei Yuxuan smiled bitterly. He didn't expect Bei Niyuan to hate him so much.
"I wish I could peel off your flesh and draw your blood."
Bei Niyuan's hatred did not last in one day or two, but accumulated over three years.
The last sharp sword shot out suddenly.
Whistling in the air, two lights and shadows passed by each other.
"Poof!" The tip of the sword pierced Bei Yuxuan's chest mercilessly.
The sound of sternum breaking.
Bei Yuxuan took a few steps back, blood pouring from the corner of his mouth.
"Ni Yuan, I owe you my death in your hands."
Bei Niyuan covered his chest, coughing and spurting blood.
"You deserve this." Bei Niyuan sneered, stepped forward and took out a waist card from Bei Yuxuan's arms.
After looking at it carefully, he put it in his arms.
Bei Yuxuan watched Bei Niyuan take away his tiger talisman, not angry at all, but with a trace of relief.
"It makes you happy, that's good."
"Stop being hypocritical." Bei Niyuan frowned impatiently. Seeing what Bei Yuxuan wanted to say, he swung the sword in his hand again.
This time it was a direct cut on Bei Yuxuan's neck.
Blood came out crazily.
Bei Yuxuan let out a cry, dyeing the ground red.
His eyes were wide open and he knelt in the yellow sand.
Bei Niyuan's heart never wavered.
He turned around and looked at the men in black standing behind him: "You have worked hard, this is your employment salary."
The man in black took the storage bag and looked at it. After confirming that it was correct, he clasped his fists and left.
Watching the man in black leave, the rough and arrogant man walked up to Bei Niyuan and said, "Master, we can obviously kill the prince, why should we let the world of killers get a share of the pie?"
"You don't understand." Bei Niyuan chuckled.
When the rude man saw Bei Niyuan's smile, he immediately stopped asking any questions.
"Let's go." Bei Niyuan turned around, and the remaining corpses disappeared here.
On September 3rd, the 30th year of Mingde, the prince of the Northern Kingdom was killed, the emperor of the Northern Kingdom was seriously ill, and the government and the public were in turmoil. For a time, the palace was in civil strife.
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Feng Kingdom, Prince Jin's Mansion!
The man was dressed in casual clothes, sitting under a flower tree, holding a piece of wood in his hand and whittling it.
His technique was a bit clumsy and he cut his hand several times.
Seeing this, Lone Star behind him couldn't help but want to take it and cut it for his master.
I don’t know what the master is doing, but he has been whittling away at this piece of wood in the house for the past two days.
"Your Majesty."
Gao Feng strode in from outside the courtyard. As soon as he came, he saw Di Liushang concentrating on whittling wood. He couldn't help but look at Lone Star in surprise.
What is the master doing
Lone Star shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.
"Master, secret message from the North."
Hayate spoke.
"Read it." Di Liuzhang looked at the wood in his hand, and after carving for so long, he finally had some facial expressions.
Gao Feng was stunned for a moment, and began to express his secret belief: "The prince of the Northern Kingdom was killed, the emperor of the Northern Kingdom is seriously ill, and the Northern Kingdom is now in chaos. All the princes are eyeing it, please give me instructions, Master."
"Seize the opportunity to promote an incompetent prince to the throne." Di Liuzhang was not surprised by the turmoil in the northern kingdom. He frowned because of the wood in his hand.
He has placed an informant in the Northern Kingdom's royal family, and every move in the Northern Kingdom is under his eyes.
"Yes." The wind receded.
Di Liuzhang continued to chip away at the wood.
Lone Star finally couldn't stand it any longer: "Master, why don't I find a master for you?"
"No need." Di Liushang refused.