The prince is very cruel

"There are protective gear!" Guan Ning felt it the first time.

At this time, the other five sword slaves had caught up and stabbed Guan Ning from different directions.

Guan Ning also had no time to put away his knife. He gritted his teeth and turned his back, clenching his left hand into a fist without caring about anything, and his arm joints were crackling.

"what!"

He roared and struck with all his strength, straight at the heavy swordsman's heart.

Fists are the most primitive weapons of human beings and also the fighting technique that Guan Ning relies on most. As long as they are strong enough, they are no weaker than weapons.

Bang bang bang!

Five swords pierced Guan Ning's back, and this time the silk soft armor was left with marks, even dents, and almost broke.

At the same time, Guan Ning's fist also arrived.

boom!

The heavy swordsman vomited blood: "Puff..."

The strong body flew backwards, his facial features filled with pain, and he landed on the ground with a thud. His breath instantly weakened, and his internal organs seemed to be torn apart.

"Go to hell!" The hunchbacked old man roared hoarsely. Knowing that he could not break the silk armor, he took out the sword in his sleeve again, trying to cut Guan Ning's throat.

Guan Ning dodged backward, a blood mark appeared on his throat, and he was almost cut in the throat.

"Old thing, come back!"

"what!"

He punched with all his strength again, his upright body seemed to contain endless power, and he fought back with a punch.

The hunchbacked old man reacted quickly, avoiding the blow on his forehead and blocking it with both hands, but he was still knocked over by the punch, flew out, and slid in a mess.

Two of the six sword slaves were knocked down.

The remaining four, seeing that the situation was not good, began to band together and attack at the same time.

They seemed to have received rigorous training and were in tune with each other. In an instant, the sword formation enveloped Guan Ning.

Guan Ning fought hard, wielding his sword wildly and swinging his sword vigorously, and gradually gained the upper hand.

The four sword slaves were under tremendous pressure and could no longer trap Guan Ning, and were even retreating.

It was at this time, suddenly!

A roar resounded through the sky, breaking the atmosphere of fighting.

Guan Ning's peripheral vision flashed, and he saw that Lu Dan, who was protected by Yuwen Hongdu, began to vomit blood on the spot. The blood was even black, and his lips were black and blue. It was obvious that he had been poisoned.

Yuwen Hongdu's face turned pale as he roared, "Who is it?"

"who is it?!"

Guan Ning's eyes widened. How could he be poisoned?

The next second, he locked onto Zhou Chaoxian, who was wearing an official uniform and sneaking away from the chaotic formation. At this moment, he seemed to understand everything. This old guy was taking advantage of the chaos to attack!

"Walk!!"

Before Guan Ning could react, the six sword slaves who saw Lu Dan poisoned and vomiting blood and died suddenly began to retreat. After all, their first goal was to prevent Lu Dan from meeting the emperor.

Guan Ning was not as upset as Yuwen Hongdu. Lu Dan was just a prisoner whose mouth could not be pried open. It was fine if he died, but these people must not be let go!

Behind them are directly related people behind the scenes.

"Want to leave!"

"It's not that easy!" he shouted, counterattacked and kicked in the air.

boom!

A sword slave was swept down directly. Guan Ning wanted to strangle him, but suddenly, bang!

His body seemed to be hit by a speeding chariot, and he lost balance in an instant and flew out.

It was the heavy swordsman who was seriously injured. He attacked from behind and knocked Guan Ning away. While saving his companion, he also used his height and arm span to strangle Guan Ning from behind.

"kill him!"

"Quick!" shouted the heavy swordsman.

Guan Ning gritted his teeth, hit back with his elbow, and attacked crazily.

Bang bang bang!

The heavy swordsman was in pain, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he kept shaking, but his arms were tightly holding Guan Ning and he would not let go.

shhhhhh!

Five figures broke through the air, bursting out at a rapid speed, and headed straight for Guanning.

In an instant, Guan Ning felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. His face flushed red, his potential exploded, and he grabbed the heavy swordsman's arm with both hands. He stopped struggling and took a horse stance, twisting his body.

The heavy swordsman was already seriously injured, and now he was suddenly twisted by Qiao Li, and his body rotated 180 degrees uncontrollably.

Puff puff……

The five swords that should have pierced Guan Ning's throat all pierced his neck.

The epee's body lost strength instantly, his pupils dilated, his face was filled with pain, and he kept choking on water.

Guan Ning took the opportunity to create some distance, took a deep breath, and was almost strangled.

When the five sword slaves saw that it was their companions who were stabbed to death, their faces became extremely ugly.

"Ah!!" They roared, drew their swords, and attacked Guan Ning again.

Boom!

The heavy swordsman slammed his knees onto the ground, blood spurted from his neck, and he gradually died.

Guan Ning was furious and was about to fight.