Chapter 167 Murong Ranxi

Ye Lanshan is the maid of Princess Bingyun. She has been following Princess Bingyun since she was a child. She has seen a lot of princes and princesses in the royal family, and naturally knows the twelve princes.

"Well, since you know Your Highness, why don't you kneel down? Since I know that Hongyun is the prince of my highness, I dare to commit the following. Who gave you the courage? The twelve prince snorted coldly, and his whole body emitted a cold momentum.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Twelve Princes."

When Ye Lanshan heard the words, she immediately knelt down to say good morning. Ye Lanshan is a maid. When she sees the prince and princess, she must kneel down. Ye Lanshan didn't dare to make a come up with this. However, before the kneeling body fell to the ground, it was caught by the powerful big hand, and Zhuo Yuhan's voice sounded in his ear.

"This is Tianmu College. There is no prince or princess. You don't have to salute. Presumably, His Royal Highness doesn't care about it.

"Haha... It's really bold. I don't know where the wild boy came from. Do you really think that you can go to heaven step by entering Tianmu College as a servient? You will never know the gap between nobles and civilians. And His Royal Highness is the noble twelve prince of the Yan royal family, and you also have to kneel down.

At this time, the twelve prince was not in a hurry to wipe out Zhuo Yuhan, but had a cat-and-mouse mentality.

The real insult is not only the physical insult, but also the most relieving insult in the soul. The twelve prince wanted to suppress Zhuo Yuhan as a prince and asked him to kneel in front of him.

"Idiot people talk about dreams. Tianmu College has the rules of Tianmu College, and I will not kneel down to anyone. Moreover, can the prince bully and bully others? In this way, then the prince of the kingdom is nothing more than that. My Yan Kingdom governs the country with literature and peace with martial arts. It is a country of etiquette and civilization. What His Royal Highness does now is greatly inconsistent with your identity.

In terms of the power of speaking and writing, Zhuo Yuhan has long been pure, and his words are reasonable and impeccable.

"Well, even if you are skillful today, will you die? However, Your Highness still wants you to die clearly. As a civilian, it is a crime to desphem the dignity of the nobles. Beating His Royal Highness the Prince is the second death penalty. In the face of His Royal Highness, he is unreasonable and refuses to kneel down and salute. If there is a violation of discipline, it is the third crime. Your Highness will kill you here today, and no one else has anything to say.

The twelve prince's eyes flashed with cold light, and he couldn't hide the murderous spirit in his heart. If the big hat is put down, Zhuo Yu will be killed.

"Yu Han, the twelve prince is not good. I'm afraid you are not his opponent. Unexpectedly, the prince came in person regardless of his identity. Yu Han, you should be careful. I will do my best to accept what happened that day. Presumably, in the face of Princess Bingyun, the twelve prince will not be too difficult for me. At most, it is beating and scolding as a punishment. But if it were you, I'm afraid you would be worried about your life.

Ye Lanshan was extremely anxious when she saw Zhuo Yuhan confronting the twelve princes. Ye Lanshan and even the horror of the twelve prince, aside his status as the son of the royal family, his own strength is also very horrible. Ranked ninth in the list, the martial arts title is higher than Shen Haotian, which is a real general's cultivation. Although Zhuo Yuhan is also very powerful and a peerless genius, he lost at his age.

"Do you think he will let me go? There is no need to kowtow to such a person. Zhuo Yuhan held Ye Lanshan's little hand with his backhand and said in a low voice.

"Your Highness, Princess Hongyun's affairs are all caused by slaves. If Your Royal Highness wants to punish you, you will accept it." Ye Lanshan took a look at Zhuo Yuhan, and suddenly a sense of courage surged in her heart. She stood in front of Zhuo Yuhan and said firmly.

"Haha...haha...good. Sure enough, it is deeply affectionate. Do you really think that relying on Bingyun's personal maid, I dare not help you? Since you want to die, Bingyun can't blame me.

The twelve prince looked up to the sky and laughed a few times. As soon as the laughter fell, his body suddenly disappeared in place. The next moment, he had arrived in front of Zhuo Yuhan and raised his hand and slapped him. This palm was full of the power of thousands of horses galloping, and the air made explosions one after another, and the strong momentum was oppressed. If it were a general knight warrior, I'm afraid that he would be shocked to death by this invisible pressure before his palm fell.

But Zhuo Yuhan is not an ordinary person. Just before the twelve princes took action, Zhuo Yuhan was alert. With a big hand, he immediately pulled Ye Lanshan behind him. At the same time, he shouted loudly, and the true energy in his body ran crazily.

"Yan, help me. Kanglong has regrets, don't use the hidden dragon, and the eternal secret method will support me.

The true qi flowed, and Zhuo Yuhan did not hesitate to use the "Don't use the hidden dragon" in the secret method "Hanglong has regret". The crown of the dragon above his head was sacrificed. The martial arts title was favored by the eternal supreme secret method, and he suddenly crossed the title of scholarly and reached the title of viscount.

At the same time, Zhuo Yuhan communicated with the inflammation in the holy book with his thoughts. In the face of the twelve princes who were masters of generals, Zhuo Yuhan did not dare to take it lightly at all and exerted the ability to press the bottom box. Zhuo Yuhan knew that he was not the opponent of the twelve princes, and he couldn't even catch his move. After all, the general has the strength of a thousand horses, and his power is infinite, which is not what Zhuo Yuhan can bear.

The only solution is to delay the time as much as possible and wait for the teachers of the college to come. At the beginning, Zhuo Yuhan had been thinking about responding to the enemy, so he kept procrastinating.

"The cannon is on the spot."

A golden light came from the scripture, which quickly covered Zhuo Yuhan's body, and the latter's whole body glowed with a golden light. The viscount's title is condensed, and above his fist, the golden gas is dense. Zhuo Yuhan only felt that his body was going to explode by the power of the holy scriptures. Before he could think, Zhuo Yuhan punched the twelve prince fiercely.

Standing on top of the sky, cannon through the world. This is the ultimate meaning of the eight tricks of Bajiquan.

"Puff..."

Zhuo Yuhan's golden fist touched the black palm of the twelve princes, and in an instant, he made a judgment. Between the slap of the black palm, the golden light was annihilated, and the palm of the hand bombarded Zhuo Yuhan. The latter's body hit Ye Lanshan behind him like a broken kite. The two flew more than ten feet before stopping. Zhuo Yuhan spewed a large mouthful of blood in his mouth, and his whole arm was unconscious, almost as if it had been broken.

In contrast, the twelve princes didn't expect Zhuo Yuhan to burst out such a huge power. His body fell to the ground, and there was a trace of tingling in his palm.

"This person can't stay. The title of a scholar can burst out such combat effectiveness. In time, it won't fly to the sky. The twelve prince was shocked and made up his mind to kill Zhuo Yuhan.

In the royal family, the twelve princes know the truth of cutting grass and eliminating them.

"Yu Han, are you all right? How are you?" Ye Lanshan was also hit by the strong impact force to open her mouth and spit blood, and suffered a minor internal injury. However, Zhuo Yuhan is even more horrible. Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth and soaked the clothes on his chest. The right hand was almost abandoned and unconscious.

"I can't die." Zhuo Yu frowned, swallowed the blood back into his stomach, and slowly stood up.

"Not bad. I can take the palm of your Highness. However, we still can't escape the call of death.

The twelve prince also saw that Zhuo Yuhan was the end of the crossbow, and it was a miracle that he could not die with one palm. Raise your palm and slap it again.

For the twelve prince, Zhuo Yuhan can be shocked to death without using any martial arts at all. With a slap, the vast Taiyuan Zhenqi ejected from the palm of his hand, forming a huge palm, this palm. The power is better than just now. The black palms cover the sky and the sun, and the power is infinite. It has the momentum of smashing and smashing the earth.

"It seems that there is only spelling. Yan, release the fierce flames of the ground.

Zhuo Yuhan looked up at the slap of the twelve prince, and a sharp color suddenly flashed in his eyes. As soon as his mind moved, he was about to release the fierce flame sealed in the holy scripture.

The fierce flame of the earth is the divine fire of heaven and earth, burning everything and burning everything. Zhuo Yuhan saw with his own eyes that in the ruins of the fierce flames, the attacks of those martial arts strong men were burned to the ground. Now it has reached the critical juncture of his life. Zhuo Yuhan can't care about anything else and the influence of the ferocious flames. It's important to save your life. If a person dies, it's useless to have a fierce flame.

Yan also knows that when it comes to the imminent crisis, he can no longer hide his shortcomings. As soon as the holy scripture turned, it was about to release the fierce flames of the ground, but in a thousandth of an instant, the change suddenly emerged.

"Wo."

A white light flashed. This white light, as fast as lightning, cuts through the space and penetrates everything, just like an arrow that can penetrate the sky.

The white light is like an arrow, and it pierces the black palm without any effort. In a moment, all the attacks, all the momentum and all the palms of the twelve prince dissipated. Only the arrow that seems to pierce the sky and penetrate the universe is left.

"Murong Ranxi! How dare you obstruct me!"

The twelve prince was repelled by the white arrow three steps to stabilize his body. The stabilized twelve princes waved their robes, pointed to the sky, and shouted coldly to the air.

PS: Good brother Xiaoxi's trick is finally written here. Originally, I promised Xiaoxi that he should appear in April, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until now. I'm very sorry. Huangfu hereby apologizes to the Xiaoxi brothers and thank you for your reward and red support.