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Chapter 816

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"Puff!"

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and a few drops even landed on the prince's face. Smelling the blood, the prince felt nauseous and could not believe his eyes!

Not long ago, the situation in the house was still suppressing the demon, but in an instant, the situation had reversed.

Although he was a prince, he had never seen a fight to the death.

But there was no time to think. The demon that had broken free from its restraints knew that it had to capture the leader first. With a swipe of its claws, half of the warrior's face was torn off, and his bones were exposed. He fell to the ground, unable to even scream, and could only twitch.

Then, with a fierce look in its eyes, the demon pounced on the prince.

"Ah!" The prince screamed subconsciously.

If the prince was alone, he might have been able to avoid it. But the house was not big, and the concubine and the maids were all squeezed together. Under such circumstances, everyone was crying and pushing each other. He was a man, but he had no way of breaking through the wall of people.

My life is over!

Seeing the claws covered in flesh and blood rushing towards him along with the evil wind, the first half of the prince's short life flashed through his mind at this moment of life and death. He felt that his life had been mediocre and useless.

Sigh, as the descendant of the Amaterasu God, he was going to die in the hands of a demon!

Just as he closed his eyes and prepared to die, a faint light flashed in front of him, and the demon let out a scream that was even louder than the others.

The prince, whose ears hurt, suddenly realized something and opened his eyes. "Yamada-kun …"

"Your Highness, protect the prince!"

"Stop pushing!"

Only then did the people react, and hurriedly hugged the prince and concubine and retreated.

Filled with joy and mixed emotions, the Grand Prince did not forget to look back. He saw Pei Zi Yun standing where he had been standing a moment ago, with a blade in his hand. His demeanor was solemn and serious. In front of him, the demon was crying out in pain. The wound wasn't deep, but the white flames were burning the demon's flesh. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn't be extinguished.

"Amazing!" Someone could not help but whisper, "Just one slash, and the demon is burning. Is this the skill of a sorcerer?"

The exclamations by his ears allowed the prince to quickly understand what had just happened.

It turned out that just as he was about to be harmed by the demon, Yamada Shinji, who had previously saved him, took action again and slashed the demon!

"Yamada-kun …" The prince, who was usually easily moved, looked at Yamada Shinji, feeling touched and fearful.

Of course, the prince was equally puzzled as he looked at the demon being burned by the raging flames.

Although there were some powerful warriors in this era who could kill monsters, no one had ever heard of a warrior being able to burn a monster with a single slash.

Or could it be that the other party knew magic?

Or could it be that demons would self-immolate when they were seriously injured?

This was not impossible.

Looking around, he saw that everyone had different expressions. There was surprise, gratitude, envy, jealousy, and hatred. Then, he looked at Yamada Shinichi and calculated in his heart.

The Tachibana Family had already declined, let alone Tachibana Daozhen. Could he recruit such a warrior as his subordinate?

Pei Zi Yun did not care about the complicated looks that were directed at him. His expression was calm as he stared at the burning demoness, deep in thought.

"I thought it was a demon, but it turned out to be a female ghost that was once a human. Furthermore, it was a female official."

"It's much easier to nurture an evil spirit in a human's heart than to cultivate a demon. I didn't notice it before because there was a power that concealed its aura. No wonder it could get close to the prince and even tried to poison him."

"However, now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I know that the prince's lifespan has come to an end. This is the reason why the demon ghost could get close to him and harm him."

"However, no matter how weak the imperial court is, the prince cannot be killed by a demon ghost — even if he is about to die!"

"If I really kill the prince with poison, there will also be a backlash. This demon ghost is just cannon fodder? But what is its purpose? Perhaps, there is another purpose? "

Pei Zi Yun thought about it and smiled. The reason why he protected the prince was to prevent the blame from being placed on him. This was to buy time to recover.

As long as he killed two more demons, he would be able to obtain the identity of a god in this world. At that time, he would have nothing to worry about.

However, even if the plan to stall for time did not work, it would just be a little more trouble for him.

No matter how many schemes there were, he could kill them all with a single slash.

As he was deep in thought, due to the burning of the female ghost, the air was filled with a strange smell.

This smell was different from the smell of burning flesh. This smell was even more strange, filthy, and unbearable.

Even so, the prince and the rest who cherished their lives did not escape the courtyard. They were afraid that there would be other demons hiding in the dark.

"Namo Boka Fandi Visakha Kurupi Glaze …" Unlike the rest of the crowd, the monk was able to see something deeper. He looked at Pei Zi Yun with fear in his eyes. As he chanted the mantra, his body glowed with a light that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Medicine Glaze Glaze Buddha's mantra?" Pei Zi Yun looked at it and was shocked. He had lived many lives, but this was the first time he had come into contact with the true light of Buddha.

"This Buddha's light is too weak, but based on the nature behind it, it seems to be similar to Artemis?"

At this point, there was a commotion outside. Someone was shouting the prince's name. From the tone of his voice, he did not seem to be from within the palace. Following that, there were noisy footsteps approaching.

Someone else had arrived.

The prince looked at the concubine and asked in a low voice, "Who else did you inform?"

"No one." The concubine replied, "Perhaps the news of what happened just now has spread, and someone from outside is here."

Although the prince's residence was a prince's residence, it was not an impenetrable residence in the Ping An Capital.

Furthermore, the news of the prince's death was definitely a big deal. If there were spies in the residence, it would be impossible for them not to spread the news.

Not to mention those with ulterior motives, even an ordinary noble would want to send someone to investigate the situation.

If the prince was really killed by a village warrior because of a personal grudge, it would definitely attract warriors to surround and kill the murderer. It would definitely bring disaster to Tachibana Daozhen and the Yamada family in Izumi Country.

As the two of them spoke, the people outside had already arrived at the courtyard. The moment they stepped into the courtyard, they saw the scene in the house. Their eyes fell on Pei Zi Yun, who was holding a wooden blade. Anger immediately appeared on their faces. "How dare you!"

Following the shout, more than ten warriors behind him immediately rushed in and surrounded Pei Zi Yun.

Pei Zi Yun looked at the house that was almost full. He smiled and walked out, as if he did not care about the warriors surrounding him at all.

Because of Pei Zi Yun's actions, the surrounding warriors did not make a move and slowly retreated.

Of course, the warriors did this with the intention of luring the people out.

Fighting in the house could easily hurt the innocent and nobles.

"Hey! You village warrior, are you Yamada Shinichi? Are you the one who wants to hurt the prince? Put down your blade and surrender, and I will let you have a dignified disembowelment! "

The warrior shouted. His face was solemn and his lips were tightly pursed. On his high cheekbones, there was a pair of slender and calm eyes that carried a strong killing intent. It was obvious that he had killed many people.

Although he saw the prince who was still alive, the truth was different from the information he had received. However, Yamada Shinichi was holding a wooden blade in front of the prince and had a disrespectful look on his face. This was the truth!

As he spoke, the warrior's feet were on the ground and he slowly approached.

"He's an expert."

This person held a blade with both hands, the tip of the blade pointing upwards. Although he was slowly approaching, his feet were only raised an inch and his shoulders were slightly drooping. This was a stance that could be used to attack or defend.

"In every world of fighting, the techniques are similar!" Pei Zi Yun's body was as steady as Mount Tai. He sighed slightly as he watched his opponent continuously gathering his aura.

On the fifth step, the warrior's aura reached its peak. With a loud shout, he slashed down with his blade.

As the blade slashed down, the entire courtyard seemed to darken.

Pei Zi Yun held the blade in his hand and slashed out.

The blade pierced through the air and hit the wooden blade, emitting a soft sound. Following this, the opponent did not hesitate. The blade turned and attacked seven times in a row. Each slash was the style of the army. There was no hesitation.

Although it was a wooden blade and an iron blade, as they attacked, the sound of metal clanging was deafening. The two of them exchanged blows and their movements became extremely fast. Some of the surrounding warriors could not even see their movements clearly.

Another thin layer of snow fell. Due to the two of them crossing each other, the area was muddy. The new falling snow even avoided this area under the saber light.

Exciting!

This country bumpkin warrior was impressive.

The onlookers were all watching intently, forgetting their own duties for a moment. Under the stimulation of the snow falling on their necks, they were dazed for a moment. Their pupils constricted as they stared vigilantly at the scene and slowly approached. This was not a duel between two warriors. When facing an enemy, they would always rush forward together.

"Sakata-kun, stop! Stop fighting!" Seeing that the situation was worsening and a bloody battle was about to break out, the prince came to his senses. With a pale face, he waved his hand to stop the fight, "Stop fighting, Sakata-kun saved me, he's not the murderer!"

Sakata-kun?

To be addressed as' Sakata-kun 'by the prince, his status was not ordinary.

He stared at the warrior's insignia. He was a warrior of the Minamoto clan.

In this era, other than Kaneki Sakata, Pei Zi Yun could not think of a second person. This was indeed one of the people he had guessed!

Kaneki Sakata, one of the four Heavenly Kings under Minamoto no Raiko.

This person was one of the strongest warriors of the current generation.

Many people agreed with this point. This could be seen from the fact that Yamada Shinji was not at a disadvantage against Kaneki Sakata.

Although Kaneki Sakata's fighting spirit was strong, he had to obey the prince's orders. He jumped back. After a moment of silence, Kaneki Sakata spoke to Pei Zi Yun, "Yamada, you're very strong."

As if to prove his words, a slit appeared on Kaneki Sakata's clothes, revealing the muscles underneath.

This was caused by the blade of the sword!

From start to finish, the two of them had fought for less than three minutes. Everyone who witnessed this was shocked.

Pei Zi Yun faced everyone's gazes, his heart as calm as still water, "Sakata-kun, you're very strong too."

He was indeed very strong. However, if not for the fact that the surrounding warriors were watching him, ready to attack at any moment, this blade would have pierced through his body and severely injured Kaneki.

"A loss is a loss." Kaneki Sakata's face darkened, "Since you're the one who saved the prince, I've offended you."

He paused before asking in a low voice, "What happened here? Why is Sakata-kun here?"

As a member of the Minamoto clan who had submitted to the Fujiwara family, he naturally had the right to question anyone in the capital!

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