The Little Village’s Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 3400: He is not the Thirteenth Prince

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The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the sounds of the stream and mountain breeze.

Qianqian also thought that Long Xiaoshan heard wrongly.

Long Xiaoshan put down the roasted rabbit, picked up a stone on the ground, and flicked it with his fingers.

A scream.

A man rolled out of the bushes in the distance.

Qianqian was shocked and immediately got up from the ground and pulled out her sword.

The man who rolled out had a big hole between his eyebrows, and white brain matter mixed with blood flowed out. His body twitched and soon became motionless.

But at the same time, figures rushed out of the trees.

Shockingly, there were seven masked men.

But even if they were masked, their identities could be easily identified from their costumes and weapons. Qianqian shouted: "You are the Royal Guards, what do you want to do?"

These imperial guards were called out, but they didn't say a word. They rushed towards Long Xiaoshan and Qianqian from all directions. It was obvious that they were called out, but it didn't matter. Dead people wouldn't inform.

Otherwise, they wouldn't hide it so roughly.

Qianqian was frightened and angry. In fact, she could guess who was behind it, but there were only two of them around her, isolated and helpless. Qianqian quickly took out a signal bomb and threw it into the air.

But before the flare exploded, an arrow instantly hit the flare and extinguished it.

Qianqian's heart went cold. The other party was obviously prepared.

He is familiar with royal things.

Afraid that nothing could be done better, seven people rushed forward in the blink of an eye, sword energy and spears whizzing towards them. Qianqian gritted her teeth and rushed forward, shouting at the same time: "Your Highness, run."

She slashed horizontally with her sword, opened a sword, and knocked a gun away.

However, the opponent's cultivation level is all in the Yuan-building realm.

Another seven sieges.

Qianqian just blocked it for a moment before being hit by a gunshot. She fell down and spat out a mouthful of blood. If the other party hadn't wanted to survive, she would have died.

After knocking down Qianqian.

The seven people ignored it at all and went straight to Long Xiaoshan, who was still standing there blankly.

"Your Highness!"

Qianqian's eyes were red as she watched the seven weapons stab Long Xiaoshan from different directions. Under such a seamless attack, even Xuan Dan would not be able to escape completely, let alone a young man who had just broken through the rhythm.

Time seemed to slow down in her field of vision, and she struggled desperately to get up, trying to pounce.

But the distance is too far.

He watched the seven weapons stab the boy, but the next second, instead of the scene of blood splattering, there was the sound of seven weapons colliding together, and the boy's figure disappeared like nothingness.

The violent impact of the seven weapons made the arms of the seven guardsmen feel numb. The next moment, everyone was shrouded in black shadow. The seven people looked up and saw their target. The Thirteenth Prince was above them. Looking down at them, he could see him pulling out a sword from his waist and stabbing out seven swords quickly.

The point of the sword widened in the eyes of the seven Kingsguard.

They were like wooden sculptures, frozen in place, completely unable to react.

Draw your sword, put your sword away.

Long Xiaoshan has landed again, standing in the middle of the seven people.

Seven people stared at him, and then—

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!

Seven bloody arrows spurted out from their foreheads, and seven people fell to the sky.

Qianqian looked at the young man standing there calmly and calmly. For a moment, he felt like he was in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Long Xiaoshan stepped over the body of the Royal Forest Guard and walked slowly.

He did not go towards Qianqian.

Instead, he walked towards the boulder lying on the side of the woods: "Dear fourth brother, since you are here, why don't you show up."

There was a commotion behind the stone, and two figures appeared.

It was the fourth prince Mu Shangrong, and a burly middle-aged man wearing a full-face helmet and carrying a big sword on his back. Only his eyes were exposed, but at this moment, those eyes were staring at Long Xiaoshan like a hawk. , eyes full of vigilance, solemnity, and suspicion.

As for Mu Shangrong, his eyes were more complex than ever before, including contempt, doubt, surprise, shock, and fear.

He still didn't seem to have reacted to the fact that Long Xiaoshan killed seven powerful forest guards with one sword.

When Long Xiaoshan came closer to a distance of more than ten meters.

The middle-aged man stepped out first and stood in front of Mu Shangrong, pointing his sword directly at Long Xiaoshan. A terrifying aura locked onto Long Xiaoshan. He said coldly: "Back off!"

Long Xiaoshan ignored him and continued walking forward.

The middle-aged man was the captain of the Royal Forest Guard, a strong man in the Mysterious Core Realm, and was sent by the Hera family to protect the fourth prince. He instinctively felt that there was deep malice on the other boy's faintly smiling face.

Originally, as a master of Xuandan, he would not bother to take action against a rhythmic young man.

But after seeing the young man kill seven of his men with one sword just now, he knew that this was definitely not the Thirteenth Prince he knew. He saw that the distance between Long Xiaoshan and Long Xiaoshan was already within ten meters.

The captain of the Royal Guards couldn't help it any longer and stamped his feet fiercely, boom!

The earth shook and cracked.

The terrifying energy of the powerful Xuandan man completely exploded. His sword shone with blazing light, expanded like a star, and annihilated everything in sight. He once split a mountain cliff of more than 20 meters with one sword.

No matter how deep the young man in front of him hides, it will not help in the face of absolute lethality.

The sword energy swept across, and all the stones, grass and trees on the ground were blown away and chopped into pieces.

A huge cloud of smoke and dust was blown up, swallowing everything in its path like a giant dragon.

But at this moment, with the blazing sword energy, the smoke was like cut butter, and was split into two. Long Xiaoshan charged forward with the sword. With his extraordinary eyesight and amazing dodge skills, he made incredible Passing through the weak point of the sword energy, he drew his sword instantly and brushed against the body of the captain of the Royal Forest Guard. His body swooped and slid forward for more than ten meters along with the inertia.

The captain of the Royal Guards froze on the spot, his lips moved, and he made a final sound: "He is not the Thirteenth Prince, run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bang!

His head was pushed to the sky by the blood that rushed out, and the blood sprayed on the face of the fourth prince not far behind him.

He stared blankly at the headless body of the captain of the Kingsguard, then threw himself forward.

"Uncle Lanji."

The fourth prince was completely dumbfounded. Lan Ji was his personal guard, very powerful, and even his swordsmanship teacher. But in his eyes, Lan Ji, who was almost invincible, was actually beheaded by his thirteenth brother with a sword.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan was slowly standing up from the ground. He shook the blood on his sword, turned his head, and walked towards the fourth prince with a faint smile on his face.

That face that used to look so humble and childish, in his eyes now, seemed to be a bit more terrifying than the devil.

The Fourth Prince's lips trembled, a hoho sound came from his throat, and he kept walking backwards.

Fear seized his heart, and soon, he stepped on the ground and sat down on the ground. He screamed: "You, don't come over, you, don't come over."

Long Xiaoshan yawned, walked over with some boredom, and kicked the fourth prince to the ground.

Step on his chest.

A sword pierced his mouth, passed through the back of his head, and was nailed to the ground.

(End of chapter)