Blood gushed out and splashed on his cheeks. Su Mo was unaware.

Tart! Tart!
There are many footsteps outside the palace, and the imperial army of Yan Wang has arrived.
Su Mo looked around at the bloody head and waist of the prince and shook the long knife in his hand. "If the prince is dead, he will kill me!"
Chapter 33 Strong repression
Just a moment after Su Mo cut the head of the prince, the civil and military officials in the hall panicked. Some people fainted when their eyes turned, and some people fled to the outside without looking back.
There was a military attache in the fleeing crowd, although his face was frightened, but his eyes were flashing with excitement.
The man ran to the corner outside the palace and immediately leaned in with an ordinary-looking soldier. The man whispered, "You can fly pigeons out of the palace as soon as possible and give them to the prince of Luocheng. It’s a big deal!"
"Make it!"
The soldier walked quickly to the outside of the palace and suddenly disappeared into the crowd.
Su Mo in the main hall hung the head of the prince with a long knife in his right hand. He was about to rush outside and suddenly yelled at him, "Who dares to run wild in the palace!"
Sumo looked round.
The speaker and Su Mo all leng one.
The speaker’s cheeks are thin, he wears a wide robe, and his left arm and sleeves swing, so he is a one-armed man.
This person is a practitioner who survived an arm that was abandoned by Su Mo in the mountains of Cang Lang.
"Is it you?"
One-armed practitioners recognized Su Mo’s fierce eyes and instantly turned into panic.
Although his body injury has been stable these days, he is often awakened by nightmares every night. The savage in the Cang Lang Mountains, who is more horrible than the spirit beast, is like a nightmare.
Su Mo laughed and said with a faint look, "It was you!"
"You stop him and I’ll give Zongmen a letter!"
One-armed practitioners feel that Su Mo’s intention to kill has no resistance, shouting that an imperial flying sword has fled in the usual direction.
One-armed practitioners are well aware of Su Mo’s weakness.
If you want to escape from Sumo, you must fly with the royal sword. The height in the palace is limited, and he is worried that he will not escape from Sumo’s attack range.
Only when you escape to the outside can you live.
Su Mo’s foot slides forward and blinks. It’s a punch to turn hands before a practitioner.
Bang!
This person’s spirit device has just been sacrificed, and it was smashed by Su Mo’s head on the spot!
After understanding the fleeting moment, Su Mo suddenly broke out faster and easier to get close.
And once the practitioners are close to Su Mo, it means death.
"disease!"
The only spiritual practitioner in the hall controls the spiritual instrument and flies away to Sumo. The wheel of the spiritual instrument flashes a bright brilliance.
The power and speed of the spirit tattoo shining spirit device have risen sharply!
Su Mo cut her backhand without looking.
Click!
Long Dao’s broken roulette wheel was greatly reduced by an amazing force. Su Mo leaned out of his palm and took the wheel lightly. A roll of shaking roulette wheel has fallen into his hand.