Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

After all, they hadn't let their guard down the whole way, and almost no one knew where they were.

Even so, he was still exposed.

never mind.

Jiang Xuan let the raindrops slide down his face, and the next second as those people pounced on him, he drew a circle with the Crimson Dragon Sword in his hand.

Countless drops of blood splattered, forming a red mud puddle in the puddles beneath Jiang Xuan's feet, adding a touch of color to his black boots.

Jiang Xuan did not relax at this moment, and stared intently at the guy in front of him.

"How many people have you sent this time? Are you all team leaders? Who are you?"

The man was disheveled and looked utterly wretched, but he was like a bloodthirsty wolf, staring intently at Jiang Xuan.

He didn't speak.

Jiang Xuan sighed. After all, they were members of the Li Yang royal family, and it wasn't easy to ask them questions.

If they were martial arts practitioners, they would probably be screaming and running away by now.

trouble.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but curse under his breath, but he was already trying to figure out who had come.

After all, the current situation is quite complicated. The human-cat Han Diaosi is dead, and Gu Jiantang must guard the northern border for the affairs of Beiliang.

Then there are all sorts of other people...

But in that instant, Jiang Xuan couldn't think of anything, nor could he possibly think of anything.

He was actually just guessing at a possibility, and then he made the worst-case scenario plan in his mind.

Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes at this moment, as if he was thinking, or perhaps to stop the rain from falling into his eyes.

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly, then twirled his longsword, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Just now, he suddenly felt a pang of fear, a feeling reminiscent of the threat he faced when he encountered Han Diaosi.

The moment Jiang Xuan stopped, the expression on the person in front of him suddenly changed.

Then his body trembled violently, and at the same time, the gray robe on his chest was instantly stained red with blood.

At the same time, countless streams of blood spread outwards, and his eyes grew increasingly red. Red, horsehair-like threads appeared on his mouth, nose, ears, and other parts of his body, wriggling wildly.

Ok? !

Jiang Xuan's eyes narrowed sharply the moment he saw the red line.

When he sees these things, only one name comes to mind.

Only him.

Human-Cat, Han Diaosi!

Three thousand red threads!

But why?

Why is he still alive? Even his own "well" character didn't kill him.

A hint of doubt and confusion flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes at this moment.

After all, he knew all too well the power of the Well symbol, and he had watched helplessly as Han Diaosi was completely annihilated under the crushing force of the Well symbol.

Jiang Xuan simply couldn't believe that someone could survive under such circumstances.

Isn't that outrageous?

Is this still a human being?

However, before Jiang Xuan could think of anything, he suddenly realized something.

The person who was clearly dead began spitting out clumps of red threads, and those eerie things were rapidly surging towards the other corpses.

This is?

Although Jiang Xuan didn't know what methods the other party had or what they wanted to do, he knew that he would never let the other party have their way.

Jiang Xuan took a step forward, and the pressure of the Finger Profound Realm suddenly erupted from his body. At the same time, his domineering sword technique was unleashed without reservation.

His primary objective was to smash the corpses to pieces, leaving no opportunity for the enemy to succeed.

He glanced at some of the corpses that had already stood up and thought to himself, "After all, he doesn't want to kill someone again after killing them once."

At the same time, Jiang Xuan's body swayed, and the Crimson Dragon Sword in his hand transformed into a red light in the rain, heading straight for that person.

However, the other party stood there quietly, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Chapter Fifty-Five: The Red-Silk Monster, Who Is It?

Jiang Xuan subconsciously narrowed his eyes, because he could clearly sense that this was definitely not a case of the opponent being powerless to fight back.

Instead, they were waiting for him.

It wriggled like bait.

It tempted him.

But it also seemed like they were deliberately provoking Jiang Xuan, since they were right there, and whether they made a move or not, they were going to kill him anyway, right?

However, Jiang Xuan glanced at them and then turned and left.

Since you already know it's a trap, why go and feed the tiger with your own body?

Just as Jiang Xuan was about to turn and leave, those people seemed to sense something and rushed over recklessly.

Jiang Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and at the same time, the Crimson Dragon Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a blue sword light.

A righteous sword intent!

Jiang Xuan's aura surged forth, and a faint aura, half an inch long, surrounded him, blocking all the rainwater from entering his body.

At the same time, he exuded a blue aura, giving him the appearance of a god emerging from the rain.

Even the unconscious corpses paused at this moment.

Because at that moment, they sensed a dangerous aura.

very dangerous!

However, when Jiang Xuan made a slash in the void, he saw a flash of cyan sword energy pass by.

Everyone present was jolted, and then they saw them collapse to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Xuan then slightly raised his gaze and looked at the distance directly in front of him.

The rain had gradually subsided, and the figure was a person entirely red.

He was less a human and more a monster.

At this moment, countless red threads were wriggling around his body.

The moment Jiang Xuan saw this person, he suddenly had a feeling of watching Marvel's "Venom".

He found this sticky, wriggling substance utterly repulsive.

Jiang Xuan thought to himself, even if he possessed such a thing, even if it could greatly enhance his power.

He would never use it, after all, such a thing looks absolutely disgusting.

"Hahaha~"

At that moment, the person in front of them stretched out his hand and made a "haha" sound, which sounded like the low growl of a wild beast.

Jiang Xuan looked at the other person and realized that the red silk looked somewhat familiar.

After all, he had just dealt with Han Diaosi and killed him not long ago.

But what's going on now?

The main issue is this person, what's going on?

Looking at the ferocious monster in the night, Jiang Xuan gripped his longsword, his eyebrows furrowing in a wary expression.

After all, Han Diaosi was not an easy person to deal with, and the guy in front of them now looked even more troublesome.

Jiang Xuan flicked his wrist, pointing the sword tip directly at his opponent. "Who are you? Can you speak?"

"Haha~"

The other party continued to make that strange sound, but Jiang Xuan didn't pay attention to it at this time. Instead, he narrowed his eyes.

Because at this moment, the person's arms were slightly bent, and his whole body was like a cheetah about to run, just waiting for the moment to jump up and deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Xuan.

As the man leaped forward, countless red threads erupted from his entire body and pierced towards Jiang Xuan's body.

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly, and his Crimson Dragon Sword trembled violently, flashing with a crimson sword light.

At the same time, a sonic boom, like a beast awakening, burst forth with a series of clear and melodious sounds like a dragon's roar, resounding through the sky.

Those red threads were completely helpless against the Crimson Dragon Sword; they were severed with a single swing of the sword.

What's terrifying, however, is that there are just too many things to say thank you for, it's like there's no way to count them all.

At that moment, Jiang Xuan's long sword landed on the man's head.

At first, some blood flowed out, but soon the red threads seemed to get excited and frantically burrowed into his body.

"Ho ho ho~"

Hearing the roar from the other side, Jiang Xuan didn't seem to care at all.

But for some reason, looking at the other person, I felt like I recognized them.

A flash of blue light appeared in Jiang Xuan's eyes, and then he saw a powerful aura of righteousness suddenly erupt around him.

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly, and with a single sword strike, he conjured an endless, continuous net of swords, trapping the man within it.

At the same time, several sharp sword beams, moving in different directions and at different speeds, hurtled towards the enemy.

puff!

The Crimson Dragon Sword easily severed the opponent's arm, but to Jiang Xuan's surprise, the severed arm suddenly pulled and fused together again under countless red threads in the next second.

Moreover, judging from the other party's actions, there was clearly no problem.