1321: C1321 Your savior

C1321 Your savior

It had to be said that Saint Ninja Hattori Jiro's choice was wise and correct. Now that he and Beiming Lun were trapped outside the capital, they were like turtles trapped in a jar. Regardless of whether it was Heaven and Earth, they were not on their side. At that time, if they wanted to escape, there was only one way, to break the seal placed on their bodies by Ye Qian, and regain their own strength.

But Hattori Jiro was too naive, how could the seal on Ye Qian be so easily broken?

First Immortal of the Nine Realms Ye Fuchen had done some research on the art of sealing. Back then, even the ancient immortal world was intimidating, so how could a mere mortal break the seal that an immortal could not?

Originally, Hattori Jiro was still trying to struggle, but he had mobilized all of Chakra's body and prepared to fight with all his might.

It was a pity that a mortal's strength was too insignificant, and was unable to fight against the heavens.

Just when Beiming Lun was swearing that he would be able to bring away from the seal and into the sky, a gold light suddenly shone from Hattori Jiro's body.

Then, a huge explosion followed.

With a loud bang, Hattori Jiro was directly smashed away by the huge force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

"Lord Sheng Nu, Lord Sheng Nu …"

Beiming Lun immediately caught up and supported Hattori Jiro. At that moment, Beiming Lun could only rely on Hattori Jiro to survive, if even this Saint Ninja was not able to do so, then Beiming Lun really did not know who to rely on.

At this moment, Hattori Jiro seemed to have received a heavy blow, and his entire body was in a daze. The corners of his mouth only contained some nonsense: "So, so powerful!"

"Lord Sheng Nu, Lord Sheng Nu, wake up, wake up …"

Beiming Lun shook Hattori Jiro non-stop, grabbing onto him as if he was holding onto the last straw of hope.

But at this moment, a sneer came from the floating sky, "You want to break my seal? You are simply an ant trying to shake a tree; you are seeking your own disgrace!"

Beiming Lun could not be more familiar with this voice, but who else could it be but Ye Qian?

However, the current Beiming Lun no longer had any traces of anger towards Ye Qian, because there was only fear in his heart. Beiming Lun would never have thought that Ye Qian's Linhai, which was a thousand miles away, could still transmit his voice to this point. Beiming Lun had probably never seen anything like this in his life.

Ye Qian's voice once again caused Beiming Lun to sink into a crazed state of fear.

At this moment, Beiming Lun was even a little deranged, as he shouted randomly towards the dark night sky: "Ye Qian, I know it's you, don't pretend to be ghosts or gods. Come out if you have the ability, I'll fight you another three hundred rounds …"

But Beiming Lun's shout did not call out Ye Qian's name, but had instead provoked a group of people.

These people were none other than the capital army that Yang Jun was leading. They were originally there to search for Beiming Lun and the other two, but when they heard there was a movement, they immediately rushed over.

"There's something over here, let's go over and take a look!"

Not long later, seven to eight heavily armed soldiers in military uniforms rushed to the place where Beiming Lun and Beiming Lun were.

The black gun was aimed straight at Beiming Lun, so the leading soldier first asked: "Who are you people, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Facing these ordinary warriors, Beiming Lun merely snorted in disdain and did not reply.

"Boss, I think these two are very suspicious. They can't be the ones Yang Tou is looking for, right?"

"Who knows? Let's take them back first!"

The group of warriors did not know Beiming Lun and his, but judging from their clothes and appearances, they were extremely similar to the East Ocean Apostle that Yang Jun had mentioned, so they would rather catch a thousand of them wrongly than let them go.

The leader looked at Beiming Lun with disdain: "Take him away!"

A few soldiers immediately stepped forward, ready to capture Beiming Lun.

At the moment, Beiming Lun did not show any signs of resisting, he only laughed, it was a little bitter and sad laugh, and he thought to himself: I never thought, that a dignified Crown Prince of Of the East Sea like you would also have such a day. What a joke, it was simply the biggest joke in the world.

The current Beiming Lun had all his cultivation sealed, not to mention Yang Jun, even if it were these ordinary warriors, they would be able to easily kill him. A dignified Crown Prince of Of the East Sea, a genius would actually fall into such a state, it was no wonder that Beiming Lun would give birth to such a sorrowful feeling.0

However, just as these warriors were preparing to capture Beiming Lun and his son, in this dark paddy field, a strong light suddenly flashed and appeared not far away, shaking everyone's eyes.

The soldiers immediately tensed up, pointing their guns at the distance.

"Who is it?"

However, in the time it took for the light to shine, many figures had already rushed over. They were all dressed in black, and their movements were extremely fast and nimble.

It was obvious that these people were not ordinary people, but highly trained martial artists. Or to be more precise, they should be called assassins.

Very soon, muffled sounds could be heard in the air, accompanied by the smell of blood. The sound only lasted for about ten seconds before it stopped.

And then there was the blinding light.

Narrowing his eyes, Beiming Lun took a while to adjust to the darkness before once again opening his eyes.

At this moment, the dark paddy field was completely silent. The wind was blowing non-stop, and the smell of fresh blood was drifting in the air.

Meanwhile, those seven to eight Eastern Warriors who were armed with weapons and prepared to capture Beiming Lun were already lying unconscious on the ground. Traces of fresh blood were still clearly left on their necks.

Beiming Lun looked around, at the moment, there were already a dozen or so black-clothed men surrounding Beiming Lun and Hattori Jiro.

Some of the Zhen Qi vibrations of the warriors from the East were circulating around their bodies. If it was the past, Beiming Lun would naturally not put these useless people in his eyes, but now, the situation was completely different.

Beiming Lun pinched his eyes, looking strangely at the group of people who suddenly appeared, with mysterious identities, he asked: "Who are you guys?"

The leader in black said with a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, don't panic. We are here to save you from death!"

As he said that, the leader waved his hand, and regardless of whether Beiming Lun agreed or not, the black-clothed men immediately took action, bringing Beiming Lun and Hattori Jiro away.

Before they left, they looked at the unmoving Eastern Warriors on the ground and let out a cold laugh.

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