Two Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty Farce Ending

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

Others, maybe, a little less.

But Xiao Chen's Tianshang, Xiao Suo's Scarlet Blood Battle Banner, the Golden Crow Empire's armor, and Qin Zhuolin's imperial dragon veins.

The Thirteenth Prince and his party had to pay attention to whether this battle should continue.

For Ninth Prince Wang Yan and others, it would be best if they could not fight.

Overall, the strength gap is still very obvious.

The number of the opponent's diners is more than double that of our own. And they all have the blood of the prehistoric people. If the blood is activated and they fight to the death, it can be predicted that their own side will undoubtedly lose.

But for the thirteenth prince's side, he also had to carefully consider the consequences of forcing the fight.

They will win this battle, but there is no doubt that it must be a miserable victory.

After this battle, apart from Sikong Shu and Silver Dragon King, none of the other disciples could guarantee that he would escape unscathed.

And his thirteenth prince, Wang Yi, will also be reduced from the popular candidate for the prince to a supporting role, and there is no hope of competing for it.

In a flash, Wang Yi thought of all kinds of possibilities, and his face was gloomy and scary.

I never thought that it would be reduced to such a dilemma.

After the disciples of the Ninth Prince demonstrated their strength one after another, most people inside and outside the palace felt that this battle should not be fought.

But the trouble now is that Qin Ming was trampled under by Xiao Chen and ruthlessly trampled on.

It can be said that it is endless, and the thirteen princes may find it hard to accept it if they retreat like this.

To put it simply, there is no suitable step for him to leave with dignity.

Think about it, how ridiculous it is for a group of people to attack aggressively and then leave in despair.

"Thirteenth brother, do you think it is necessary to continue the fight?"

Looking at the expression on the face of the thirteenth prince, Wang Yan knew his inner thoughts, and said.

Wang Yi said coldly: "It's okay to ask me to withdraw, but you must settle the account for hurting my disciples.

Otherwise, even if I die today, I will definitely not retreat. "

"I'm afraid you won't be able to retreat."

Wang Yan said calmly.

After the words fell, Wang Yi glanced around, his face changed slightly.

With such kung fu skills, many princes came secretly to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Think about it too.

The previous battle between Xiao Chen and Qin Ming had shocked all parties. The other princes thought that some great treasure had been born.

At this moment, there is such a shocking confrontation, and so many emperors gather.

It's hard not to let people realize the strange vision of heaven and earth.

After closing his eyes for a moment, Si Kongshu opened his eyes and said, "Your Highness Thirteenth, you must leave, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"I'll settle this account with you later."

In such a field, no matter how unwilling Wang Yi is, he has to leave in despair.

He was not stupid enough to fight Wang Yan in an all-out battle under the peeping eyes of the other princes.

Whoosh whoosh!

Coming and going like the wind, the group of the thirteen princes restrained their breath and left quickly.

It looks a little funny and unbelievable.

But in fact, the moment Xiao Chen pulled out Tianshang, this battle was doomed to fail.

When Xiao Suo arrived with the red blood battle flag, he cut off Wang Yi's last thought.

After the group of people left, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, and the blood on his face disappeared a lot.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Yan saw this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Because of that knife."

Hao Kai took a look, Xiao Chen put Tianshang back into the sheath, raised his eyebrows lightly and muttered.

Xiao Chen was noncommittal and didn't say much.

Needless to say the reason, Tianshang out of the scabbard, as long as he arouses the killing intent of Heavenly Dao, if he doesn't kill someone, he will hurt himself.

However, this result was obtained by Xiao Chen himself, without any complaints.

If he really decides to fight against others, Xiao Chen must use the Overlord Sword to fight the enemy, and only pull out Tianshang after he can kill the opponent.

Pulling out Tianshang just wanted to persuade the other party to retreat.

When the war really started, he himself was not afraid. The life and death of Wang Yan and others were unpredictable.

On the opposite side were Sikong Shu and Silver Dragon King, and a group of elites with prehistoric bloodlines. After all, their overall strength was much stronger than that of the Ninth Prince.

"It's okay, this is a wrong place, let's leave quickly."

Xiao Chen glanced around, there were at least eight princes hidden in the dark, and there were some strong ones among them.

Wang Yan looked around, nodded and said: "Go, we are walking a certain distance to the depths of Heifeng Ridge."

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he quickly understood Wang Yan's intentions.

With the reputation of the forbidden area of ​​Heifengling, if you go a little further in, you can completely avoid the troubles behind.

After Wang Yan and his party drifted away.

"It's a pity...that I didn't do anything."

The eighth prince, Wang Feng, shook his head, and stood up with a regretful face. Beside him, Daoxuan of the Sword Pavilion, Xuantian Shengzi Wen Renyu, Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan, were all equally disappointed.

If a big battle can happen, it would be wonderful to think about it.

The nine princes are bound to lose, and the thirteen princes are no longer qualified to compete for the crown prince, so they can only choose to rely on him to obtain the greatest benefit.

"However, Lao Jiu's strength is beyond my expectation. Senior Daoxuan, I can't help you kill Xiao Chen this time. I'm sorry."

Wang Feng withdrew his gaze and said apologetically.

The murderous intent in Daoxuan's eyes disappeared quietly, and he said with a smile: "What is your Highness saying, in my heart, nothing is more important than Your Highness becoming a crown prince, personal grievances are nothing."

Wang Feng was quite satisfied with Daoxuan's respect, nodded slightly, looked at Shengzi Xuantian who was carrying the guqin and said, "Brother Wenren, what's your opinion?"

"Hehe, you are the protagonists in this battle for princes, and everything is under the orders of the eighth prince."

Wen Renyu only came here for the Immortal Palace, and didn't care too much about other things.

Wang Feng knew what he was thinking and didn't point it out, as long as he could help him for a while. When he was about to leave, he glanced and saw a group of people walking towards him.

The leader was the sixth prince, Wang Ming, who had always been quite low-key.

This person is much more low-key than the Ninth Prince Wang Yan, which made Wang Feng a little bit puzzled.

"Hi Brother Six."

Wang Feng cupped his hands slightly, made an appearance of respecting his elder brother, and greeted him softly.

"Holy Son, that's Yan Cangming... He's from the Temple of the Underworld. We fought against him in the last bloody battlefield. His death domain is terrifying."

Seeing Zhenyuan and Yan Cangming behind Wang Ming, Mu Yunzhu's face changed slightly, and he said in secret.

"Leave him alone."

While communicating in secret, Wen Renyu's eyes just met Yan Cangming's, and the two smiled lightly, as if the life-and-death battle in the past had never happened before.

Wang Ming nodded lightly, and said softly: "Eighth brother, have you ever thought that the purpose of the old nine is actually the forbidden area of ​​Heifengling?"

"oh?"

Wang Feng was taken aback for a moment: "What should I say, didn't Lao Jiu choose to go farther to avoid us?"

"Hehe, who knows...Since it's a forbidden area, there must be something extraordinary. Maybe it will help him in the second round, otherwise the thirteenth brother wouldn't rush over here, and he must have discovered something."

Wang Ming smiled lightly, saying so, but he didn't lead people deep into Heifengling.

After greeting Wang Feng and others, he left quietly with a group of emperors from the underworld.

"This guy... is scheming enough, he's gone all the way, and he wants to lure me into Heifengling to have conflicts with Lao Jiu."

As soon as this person left, Wang Feng's face changed suddenly, and he said with some disgust.

Looking faintly into the depths of Heifeng Ridge, Wang Feng frowned, wondering in his heart, there must be something really wrong.

"The people around the sixth prince, Your Highness, are a little weird."

Daoxuan watched the other party's group leave, and said with a dignified expression: "If you guess correctly, they should all be people from the underground underworld. The sixth prince is taking a slanted sword. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent."

If he fails to become the prince, he will be held accountable by the Taimiao Ancestral Hall afterwards.

Wang Feng came back to his senses, and said angrily: "Every one of them is usually hidden so deeply, but when it comes to the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb, it's all exposed, it's not a good thing."

Wen Renyu and his party laughed secretly when they heard this.

It's not a good thing if you are so inconsistent with the outside and the inside, and have two faces in front of others.

It can only be said that none of the truly ambitious princes is someone to mess with.

The prince hiding in the dark appeared one after another.

If the thirteenth prince is still there, he will definitely be glad that he didn't do anything, otherwise there will really be nothing left.

But in the end, no prince chose to go deep into Heifengling.

The confrontation between the Ninth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince ended here.

This farce made the Thirteenth Prince ashamed and suffered a great loss. It also made people see that the Ninth Prince's strength and background made him more interested.

With the end of the farce, the first round of the prince's battle gradually came to an end.

Half of the more than forty princes will be eliminated, and they will be forcibly invited out of the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb together with their disciples.