Chapter 2 Yan Chuan(2/2)
The right arm is broken, and the left arm is still there. The Black Armor Commander, regardless of the disability of his right arm, grabbed a knife with his left hand and rushed straight to the boy.
"Shameless villain, stop running!" Huo Guang shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, six black armored soldiers surrounded Huo Guang. No matter how powerful Huo Guang's gun was, he could not kill six black armored soldiers in one move.
The Black Armor Commander arrived in front of the boy in a blink of an eye, with a ferocious face. The big sword in his hand slashed at the boy with a fierce sword.
When the knife was cut down, a blood light overflowed from the edge of the knife, full of murderous intent.
This sword slashes the young man's arm, or prevents the young man from dying, and is used to shock the whole world.
"Prince!" The middle-aged eunuch exclaimed, but there was no time to rescue him.
Seeing that the big sword was about to slash the young man, almost everyone's eyes gathered, excited and terrifying.
It's over, it's over, the prince is over! The boy has lived here for seven years. Although it is inconvenient for everyone to inquire, they probably know that the boy's cultivation level cannot stop this knife at all.
The long sword hit the face, and the boy's expression was still cold and without a trace of panic.
Without running away, the boy took a step forward.
This step seems casual, but real masters understand that going up to the knife does not only require courage, because it is not something that courage can do. When danger comes, people will develop an instinct to avoid. This is a subconscious instinct.
The boy's will suppresses his self-instinct. Taking a step requires strong self-confidence.
He took one step and instantly staggered the knife.
The Black Armor Commander looked at his own slash in surprise.
How is this possible? I am a master at the sixth level of the power realm! How could I avoid a weak boy?
Is this still a weak boy?
The next moment, the black armored commander met the boy's eyes.
It was cold, extremely cold, and the boy's eyes seemed to be looking at someone dead.
The black-armored commander suddenly had his hair standing up all over his body, and a feeling of death instantly filled his whole body.
How is it possible? He is just a weak boy. He is not as strong as the three levels. How could he give me this feeling?
Because the boy took a step forward, the two were too close to each other, and the people behind could not see the boy's movements clearly, but the middle-aged eunuch beside him looked carefully.
The boy suddenly raised his right hand, which was claw-shaped, and a trace of golden light appeared at the tip of his fingertips. At an extremely fast speed, he instantly inserted into the area where the black armor dominated the neck and throat.
"Sher!"
Blood splashed out from the back of the boy's hand. The throat of the human body was pierced by the boy's claw.
The Black Armor Commander suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and his face looked incredible.
"Bang!"
The young man kicked the stiff black armored commander and kicked him away.
The Black Armor Commander seemed to have no strength, threw away the long sword, covered his throat, and looked at the boy with a terrifying face. The boy's face was still cold, but in the palm of his right palm, he was holding a bloody object and a piece of throat.
The boy took off the throat of the Black Armor commander with one claw.
Almost all the soldiers around were numb in scalp. Is this still a sinful seed that can be killed at will?
Looking at a hole in the leader's throat, the Black Armored Army instantly lost all its fighting spirit.
"Coax! Run away quickly!"
The black armored army fled and broke out with a bang.
"Shoot the arrow!"
The shouts of soldiers from the Hujun Camp came from afar.
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
A series of long arrows shot from a distance, and suddenly, most of the arrows were shot at their feet, and of course, most of them were shot at their feet. Therefore, it was not the arrows that killed people!
In a blink of an eye, nearly a thousand soldiers came close and fled nearby with thunder means. The injured black armored army captured it.
"I am late to protect the emperor, please punish me!" After capturing the Black Armored Army, the soldiers quickly apologized.
"Huo Guang is not able to protect his lord, please punish him!" Huo Guang also quickly knelt down on one knee.
For a time, except for the soldiers guarding the Black Armored Army and all the soldiers outside the Zhushu knelt on one knee to apologize.
"Protect the car?" The boy narrowed his eyes.
The word "protective" is only used on the emperor. His identity in this life is the prince. Why do you use "protective"?
"Prince? Do you not remember what happened before?" The middle-aged eunuch said suddenly.
"Oh?" The young man looked at the middle-aged eunuch.
"Yes, it's the ninth day of the ninth month again. The prince, the old slave is ordered to take care of the prince. This is the seventh year. Every year on the ninth day of the ninth month, the prince will lose his memory once, forget everything in the past, and the old slave will convey everything in the past!" The middle-aged eunuch said respectfully.
Every year on the ninth day of the ninth month, I lost my memory once? When the boy looked moved, he immediately understood the reason. The will of the previous life that existed in the Tianmen acupoint hit the Tianmen acupoint once on the ninth day of the ninth month. The strong will of the previous life is not comparable to this life. Therefore, the impact of each year has caused the memory of this life to fade away. Now, the memory of this life has been completely dispersed.
"Prince, your surname is Yan and your name is Chuan!" said the middle-aged eunuch respectfully.
"Yan Chuan?" The boy pronounced the name.
After a while of silence, the boy nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll call you Yan Chuan from now on!"
The boy accepted the name of this life.
"The prince is the most respected prince in my Great Yan Kingdom. He is standing by the king! His status is the same as that of Your Majesty!" said the middle-aged eunuch solemnly.
"The king of one word?" Yan Chuan raised his eyebrows.
Yan Chuan, who was an emperor in his previous life, understood that there was no day and no king in the country. The emperor was the leader of a country. No one could compare with it. The emperor's majesty could not be trampled on at all, and he would be shoulder to shoulder with the king. It was ridiculous. How could there be such a title?
Chapter completed!