Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 40 The Crown Prince
"Egg...how are you..."

Xiaoliu held the broken arm that was smashed like a shaqima, and arched it over with one leg like a blood silkworm.

Tiedan was riding on the charred corpse of the governor. Although the flames on his body had been gradually extinguished by the Blood Jade Skill, his entire body was also burnt and charred. He looked like a dead piece of coal. If he was not still gasping for breath, he would have been no different from a dead person.

"Hey! Dan'er! Hold on..."

Xiaoliu was still calling out, but Tiedan didn't turn around. He really didn't have any strength left, and he didn't want to move at all. He just wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep...

"Boom"

"Hey kid! Connect the leg while it's hot! Raw bones hurt!"

Suddenly, an old man’s roar came from his mind. Tiedan was frightened and thought that there was another lackey from the Demon Palace.

When he looked around, he saw the fathead catfish jumping out from somewhere, lying on his shoulder and staring at him.

"It's you again... Who on earth are you..."

"I'm Xiaoliu! Dan! You don't even recognize me!"

Xiaoliu was still yelling and interrupting, saying, "It's such a fat fish, can't you see it?"

The catfish jumped to the side of Tiedan's broken leg, sticking out its tongue and swiping the broken end, smearing the wound with fish saliva, which looked sticky. Then the catfish gave a look and pointed with its fin at the leg not far away that was cut off by Tiedan's sword.

While it's hot?... You should put it on while it's hot. It looks almost done...

In the blink of an eye, the catfish disappeared again.

So Tiedan gathered his strength and crawled over, reconnected his leg, and used the golden rope to tie the broken limb tightly.

When Xiao Liu, who had experienced this, saw this, he also understood that he was reluctant to part with the flesh that had fallen off his body. He sighed and consoled him out of sympathy,
"It's okay, it's okay, just get used to it, we can still practice the Self-Sacrificing Flying Sword."

Tiedan looked at the big bloody wound on his shoulder, and the fascia and blood vessels were still twitching.
"Are you OK."

Xiao Liu smiled,
"It's okay! I'm still strong, it's not that easy to die! Besides, it's just a piece of meat, it will grow back in two years!"

Is it really just a piece of meat that was torn off? That's really good luck. Maybe the wizard asked the Iron Beast to capture him alive. But...

Tiedan's gaze fell on Xiaoliu's right hand which was smashed into a pulp.

The injury here is more serious. All the bones have been broken into mud. I'm afraid the tendons in my right hand are broken. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a sword in the future.

Xiaoliu also understood and shrugged.

"Why think so much? Anyway, I don't expect to get out alive. Killing one will cover my losses, and killing two will be a profit."

That's true. A Jindan mage was fighting like this, and there was a Qilin and a Huali outside, fighting to the death. Not to mention a large group of henchmen, who were about to return. Probably he was doomed this time.

Tiedan was really exhausted and just lay down on the ground.

Well, let him die. No matter how you look at it, he has already lost his life.

Xiaoliu also crawled over and lay down with Tiedan, looking at the ceiling of the Taoist tower and the intricately carved flowers. Suddenly he spoke,
"Hey, Tiedan, the sword I gave you actually belongs to Shen Jianjia."

Tiedan glanced at him and said, "Oh."

Xiaoliu didn't look over, but just looked at the top of the tower.

"One morning, I was sitting on the cliff of Yanzi Peak. I was disabled at the time, and I saw my fellow disciples going astray and dying one by one. I thought that the path to becoming an immortal was so difficult and arduous. I didn't have that kind of talent, and I was disabled. How could I become an immortal? Why should I endure this suffering?

I just couldn't get over it for a moment and wanted to jump off the cliff, but I didn't have the courage, so I was hesitating... Hey, then guess what happened."

On the cliff edge of Yanzi Peak?
Tiedan couldn't help but roll his eyes, he had vaguely guessed it.

"Suddenly, Shen Jianjia appeared out of nowhere and beat me up. It was so weird! I was so angry!"

Tiedan: “…”

Xiaoliu shrugged.

"She said she wanted to ambush you, but you were so elusive that we couldn't catch you. So she asked me to secretly inform her of your whereabouts. If I could help her kill you, she would split the treasure in half with me.

I agreed, and the sword and the elixir are the deposit."

Tiedan nodded, "Oh."

Xiaoliu turned his head to look at him.
"So last time on the mountain road, it was me who tipped you off, and that’s why you were ambushed by her.

If you want revenge, do it while you still have the chance."

Tiedan lay there, not wanting to move at all.

"never mind."

Xiaoliu immediately got up.
"Well, you said so yourself. I saved you just now, so I don't owe you anything now."

Tiedan: "Yeah."

So Xiaoliu also lay back down,

"I don't know how my brother is doing, but he shouldn't be killed in such a big iron cage..." "Who knows..."

“Ah, ah, ah! Aaaaaaaah!!”

Tiedan and Xiaoliu frowned, looked at each other, then turned their heads to look away.

Uh, that prince is not dead yet.

Well, it was because the fight was too passionate just now, with blood and fire intertwined, flesh and bones entangled, stabbing and cutting, even Tiedan was injured too badly and almost fainted. He forgot about the damn owner and almost let him escape.

Could this be some kind of king's order to survive a catastrophe...

“Ah! Ah! Mine! Mine! Mine…Wang Fu! Wang Fu!!”

The prince is the same, he didn't come up to finish off the enemy, he was still searching between his buttocks and screaming...

Xiao Liu took a closer look and frowned.
"Why are you cutting there? Are you going to cut off my head?"

Tiedan was speechless.
"It's really none of my business!"

"You, you vicious demons! You are harming me! Harming me!"

The prince screamed madly and was distraught.
"Die, die, die! I want you to die!"

The prince rushed over, shouting wildly.

Well, before I could even recover, the fight started again.

Tiedan tried hard to sit up, but he couldn't get up for a while.

"Egg! Don't worry about this, leave it to me!"

Xiaoliu actually jumped up, as if nothing happened. He rolled up his sleeves and crossed his left hand.

"You're a fool! Come on! I'll let you use your hands and feet to beat you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you!"

"Ahhh!"

So the prince waved his hand, and a jade pendant flew out from the ruins. The moment it landed in the prince's palm, as if by magic, a seven-foot-long sword shining with golden light was pulled out from it!

The sword has a long and slender body, with a central ridge, a sharp tip, a curved front, a dragon scale stem, a rhinoceros horn frame, a precious jade head, a gold and silver hoop, a fairy silk rein, and a mountain jade tassel. The length of the sword is five times the length of the stem, and it weighs nine liang. There are twelve characters in seal script on the sword, which read,
The highest grade, the precious sword Shangfang, the emperor’s most precious weapon.

"Kill you!!"

Swinging this royal sword in hand! The prince roared! With a leap, he chopped off Xiaoliu's head!

Xiaoliu jumped with all his strength!
Didn't jump!

It turned out that the seven-foot-tall sword was actually emitting light on its own! It shone on Xiaoliu's head and froze him in place, unable to move!
Xiaoliu, "Oh my god, are you kidding me? You're so lame..."

"Pooh!"

Seeing that Xiaoliu was unable to handle it, Tiedan swirled the Qi that had just been recovered, wrapped the sword in his stomach and blew it out again.

"Ding" a silver light flashed, and with a sound, the heavy edge of the long sword was deflected, and then the sword turned around the stem and cut off the prince's hands.

“Ahhhhhh——! Mother! Mother, save me! Save me!”

The prince screamed and wailed, holding up a pair of broken wrists, rolling on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Well, are you kidding me? Showing off your sword in front of him...

The prince was so picky that the sword of the king was helpless and just swept past Xiaoliu's side and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Oh my god, you really scared me... Damn, you are so capable, right?"

Xiao Liu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat after having his life saved again. He immediately became furious and raised the sword that had fallen to the ground with one hand and chopped it down with one blow!
"Ahhh!"

Blood splattered everywhere! The sword pierced his shoulder bone, and the prince's face was distorted. He screamed and wailed, in great misery.

"You are the prince, right? You are so awesome! You called me a cripple! Go eat shit, you have no balls!"

Xiao Liu cursed angrily while swinging his sword wildly, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere. The scene was simply horrific!
Tiedan watched for a while and could not help but frowning...

"Xiao Liu...you've never killed anyone?"

Xiao Liu looked at the prince who had been chopped down by him with five consecutive sword strikes, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, but was not killed. A small part of his flesh and bones were still attached to his neck. The whole person was "ho ho ho" there, with his eyes rolled back and twitching, spitting blood and wailing. He couldn't help but blushing.
"...Yeah, first time."

Well, everyone has a first time.

Tiedan instructed him,
"Don't swing the sword, you don't have enough wrist strength, and you won't be able to cut the bones if you smash it randomly.

Aim the tip of the sword at the top of your head and thrust it in quickly."

"Oh."

This time, the prince could finally roll his eyes and die with his eyes wide open.

(End of this chapter)