The prince is very cruel

"who are you?"

"There's no one like you on the Jianghu Killer List!" Guan Ning said in a deep voice.

The young man said coldly: "Aren't you here too?"

"Very good, then stop talking nonsense and decide the winner!" Guan Ning roared, taking the initiative to attack without holding back, using his speed, strength, and reaction to the utmost.

King Ping was seriously injured and might not be able to hold on any longer, so he planned to end the battle quickly.

The young man's eyes narrowed. He had the ability to drag it on like this, until the seriously injured King Ping died, and then he could escape.

But as a master, he disdains to do so. Facing Guan Ning, who is so powerful that even he feels a lot of pressure, he also wants to see who is stronger.

"Come!"

He shouted and went straight into the fight.

The two afterimages collided like a comet hitting the earth.

boom!

Click, click, click!

Swords and knives collided wildly, snowflakes danced all around, and trees collapsed and even exploded.

In just a few breaths, Guan Ning's sleeves were cut into several pieces, and even a sword pierced his skin.

I have to say, this person's swordsmanship is so strong that it can rival Lou Xinyue.

In terms of proficiency in swords and cold weapons, Guan Ning is not as good as Lou Xinyue, nor is he as good as him. After all, as a military king in later generations, he does not use this kind of cold weapons much.

But Guan Ning never thought about winning with weapons. All he had to do was to close the distance, even if it meant getting a little hurt.

"Die!" the young man growled. The fight had reached such a point that there was no possibility of holding back. If he held back, he felt he was going to lose.

The sword split the sky apart, and the light was cold and snowy in the night.

A strong sense of death crisis enveloped Guan Ning, making him unable to dodge.

"Ah!" He roared, gave up the long sword in his right hand, and punched out with his left hand.

The young man's eyes narrowed in shock. Did he want to die?

next second!

boom!

Guan Ning's inch punch, from bottom to top, hit the young man's arm steadily, that is, the anti-joint.

Click...

The young man's hand bones made a slight sound, and the sword in his hand had already chopped off Guan Ning's head, with hair flying. It was only half an inch away from being cut, but the young man lost consciousness in his arm, and the sword fell with a bang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guan Ning made another high sweep, as fast as thunder.

Snapped!

The young man groaned and fell from a high altitude, crashing into the snow.

His injuries were not serious and he wanted to get up immediately.

But suddenly, a cold light flashed across his eyes, forcing him to raise his chin.

"You lose." Guan Ning's black hair rolled, and the long knife in his hand was placed at his throat, ready to cut his throat at any time.

The young man had blood at the corner of his mouth and looked a little disheveled. There was a hint of unwillingness on his melancholy face. His fists were clenched, but he could do nothing.

"Aren't you really afraid that my sword will arrive before your fist?" He still couldn't believe that Guan Ning dared to ignore his fatal sword, give up his weapon, use his fist instead, and accurately dislocate his arm.

Guan Ning said confidently: "Two steps away, your sword is fast, within two steps, my fist is fast."

The young man gritted his teeth.

"You are better than me, I lose."

"Go ahead." He closed his eyes and calmly accepted his death. He did not beg for mercy, nor did he pretend to surrender.

Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on his face.

But for a long time, there was no movement.

When he opened his eyes again, Guan Ning had already put down the knife.

"You won't kill me?" He was shocked and completely stunned. Wasn't he afraid that he would take advantage of the opportunity to attack him?

Guan Ning has some respect for talent and also some admiration for it.

He said calmly, "You and the Zheng family are not of the same kind. You spared the lives of the soldiers in the palace, so I will give you a chance. Don't associate with them anymore."

"If I meet you again next time, I won't show mercy."

"Also, please tell Zheng Yuan that I will personally settle this account with him!"

The cold voice was filled with murderous intent. He was definitely not just talking. After signing a life and death agreement, he wanted revenge afterwards, and touching the people around him was a big taboo for him!

When the young man heard this, he was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, and his eyes kept changing.

He stood there, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Guan Ning ignored him and quickly made a simple raft with ropes and broken wooden boards.

When he was moving King Ping up, suddenly, footsteps were heard behind him.

Guan Ning instantly became alert and turned back slightly: "You're not leaving?"

The cold murderous intent locked onto the young man. If anyone dared to make a move, he would kill them immediately.

The young man did not launch a surprise attack. His melancholy face showed some helplessness and frustration: "I failed to kill King Ping. If I return, my wife will be punished by them, or even executed."

Hearing this, Guan Ning was stunned for a moment, then stood up and turned around.

Surprised, "Your wife?"