The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

A large number of guards surrounded Jiang Yin, making it impossible for him to escape.

Seeing this, Jiang Yin just smiled slightly and was not afraid.

"You called so many people here, aren't you afraid that I will reveal your secret?"

"Humph! Do you think you can slander this prince at will? Ridiculous! Come, kill him!"

At a command from the fake eldest prince, dozens of guards drew their swords and slashed at Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin saw this and was not afraid at all.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty, the strength of the Hanhai Kingdom is not a little bit weaker.

If it was in the Ming Dynasty Palace, facing this kind of scene, Jiang Yin would be in great trouble, if not almost dead.

This is because the guards of the Ming Dynasty Palace are basically all masters of the acquired realm, and their commanders are mostly at the first or second level of the innate realm.

Being constantly besieged by masters of that level, Jiang Yin naturally would not feel at ease.

But in this Hanhai Palace, most of the guards are at the first-rate level, and even the commander is only at the first or second level of the acquired realm.

Jiang Yin naturally didn't take opponents of this level seriously. However, Jiang Yin didn't kill them all, but drew out the Samsara Sword to deal with them.

He needs to wait.

Wait for Haitang to find the real eldest prince.

These people don't have to be killed.

The Samsara Sword collided continuously with the long swords of the guards, producing bursts of sparks.

Jiang Yin's figure revealed a sense of calmness from beginning to end, and he did not look like his life was threatened at all.

"This guy's strength really can't be underestimated. No wonder he was able to sneak into the palace. But judging from his appearance, he seems to be holding back.

Why? Does he not want to kill these guards? Or does he have other purposes? "

When the fake eldest prince thought of this, he felt a little ominous.

"Could it be..."

Only he himself knows his current weakness best.

Since Jiang Yin knew that he was a fake, he would most likely send someone to find the real thing.

If they find the real thing... the fake prince soon understood what was so strange in his heart.

"Damn it, this guy is here to contain me! He must have an accomplice!"

Thinking of this, the fake prince could no longer remain calm.

"Come quickly! Kill this guy for me! Quickly! What are you doing? How can so many people not be able to beat one person?"

The fake eldest prince said in a somewhat exasperated tone.

As he shouted, new guards continued to join the battle.

"This is not a solution. We must get rid of some of the guards, otherwise I might be the one who gets hurt."

Jiang Yin murmured.

Soon, he thought of a solution.

If he wants to control people without harming their lives, there is a kind of martial arts he has learned that is extremely convenient.

The Samsara Sword was sheathed, Jiang Yin took light steps forward, and his hands formed sword fingers.

Sunflower acupuncture hand!

The finger was as fast as the wind, and as powerful as lightning! Jiang Yin pointed his sword finger and hit a guard's acupuncture point in front of him. His movements immediately stopped and he could no longer move at all.

How could these guards, whose cultivation had not yet reached the post-natal realm, withstand Jiang Yin's finger power?

Even though Jiang Yin didn't use his full strength.

The sword fingers kept pointing out, and every time a finger fell, a guard fell down.

Jiang Yin's acupoint pressing speed became faster and faster, from the Sunflower Acupoint Pressing Hand to the Sunflower Thousand-Split Hand.

He had never used the Sunflower Finger Technique so quickly before, and for a moment he actually had a magical feeling.

carefree!

Yes, it’s refreshing.

Each finger seems to be able to determine a person's actions, or even life or death.

This god-like feeling is truly fascinating.

As the sword fingers continued to point out, Jiang Yin felt that his sunflower acupoint-pressing technique was becoming more and more proficient.

happy!

In just a few moments, a large number of the guards in front of Jiang Yin had already fallen down. Seeing such a strange scene, the guards in the distance did not dare to approach and looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't know what Jiang Yin had done to these people, but seeing them unable to move, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

This method seems like a god to them.

Seeing that the guards dared not attack, the fake prince was furious.

"What are you doing! Go ahead! Kill this assassin!"

"Don't let them come, do it yourself. They can't do anything to me. Even if you want to use them to consume my internal energy, it's useless."

Jiang Yin said in a low voice.

The Lingbo Weibu he performed had the effect of accumulating internal strength.

Therefore, as long as he continues to perform Lingbo Weibu in battle and does not use martial arts that consume a lot of internal energy, his internal energy will never be exhausted.

As long as the internal energy is not exhausted, physical strength will continue to emerge.

Jiang Yin can definitely become a fighting machine. Beings weaker than him will never be able to hurt him.

This is why Jiang Yin said before that he is good at group fighting. Not only does he have group attack skills such as the Blue Sea Tide Song, but he also has cheating tools such as Lingbo Weibu, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

The internal force generated by the Shenzhaojing and Huiyuan Zen is extremely pure and can support such consumption.

In terms of basics, there is probably no one in the world who is better than Jiang Yin.

"hateful!"

The fake eldest prince saw that Jiang Yin had been fighting for a long time and showed no sign of fatigue, so he couldn't help but believe his words.

But, are there really such perverted people in this world?

He really couldn't believe it.

Why would such a person appear here and go against him?

Could it be that their plan has really been discovered?

The fake prince was unwilling to give in, but now he could only make one final attempt.

After all, after working for so long, it is obviously unlikely to just give up.

"I just don't believe that I can't kill you!"

As he spoke, the fake eldest prince grabbed a guard beside him, slapped him, and then hit Jiang Yin. His actions did not stop there, but he grabbed several guards in a row and performed the same operation, hitting all the guards at Jiang Yin.

Not to mention the guards' screams, the strange behavior of the fake prince made Jiang Yin's heart ring with alarm.

At that moment, he thought of Ding Chunqiu's martial arts.

Ding Chunqiu injected the poison into other people's bodies and then attacked the enemy.

If you accidentally touch it, you will be corroded by the toxins.

Therefore, Jiang Yin, who saw this scene, did not dare to touch it with his palm. He could only use Lingbo Weibu to dodge quickly.

Boom boom boom!

The bodies fell to the ground one by one, making heavy sounds.

Some of them even hit the guards.

"what!"

The corpse and the guard who was hit had black faces, obviously having been poisoned.

"Is it really poisonous?"

Jiang Yin was extremely surprised. This fake eldest prince actually had such a method.

Seeing the fake eldest prince doing this, the guards on the side stepped back slightly, looking at him with fear and anger.