Two Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Five 3 Knives Cross

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

Inherit the righteousness of the king and draw the sword for the king!

After the words fell, Tianshang, the forbidden treasure, completely unsheathed. .

Comparable to the top-grade horcrux and forbidden treasure Tianshang, the sword body was cast by Mojie Leijin and integrated into the true soul of the ancient thunder dragon. It perfectly fits with Xiao Chen's own thunder, and contains the killing intent of heaven.

If you push it with all your strength, the sky will disappear, the sun and moon will be dark, and the stars will fall.

Xiao Chen had already demonstrated its powerful and unparalleled power once, turning around and unsheathing, beheading the five princes with one blow.

Once the killing intent of heaven is sacrificed, if you don't kill, you will hurt!

Feeling the huge power contained in the blade, Xiao Chen's soul power and divine essence quietly poured in, without reservation, and urged the blade with all his strength.

The introverted killing intent of the Heavenly Dao was immediately revealed, and it was filled with the sky, which could not be induced.

kill!

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Chen held the knife in his hand, and it turned into a purple thunder, appearing around Wang Fei.

"Good time, I will let you come and go!"

Wang Fei was worried that he would not be able to take the initiative to fight Xiao Chen after leaving the shroud of dragon luck on the altar.

Who knew that the other party took the initiative to kill him by relying on the forbidden treasure of the Horcrux.

It's not courting death or anything, in this Yanhuang ancient tomb, no forbidden treasure can compare to the kingly Yanhuang sword in his hand.

Clang, clang!

When the sword touched, Xiao Chen showed his own sword skills to the fullest.

In an instant, hundreds of moves were fought, and Wang Fei was always stabilized by the momentum of the saber.

The opponent's swordsmanship was full of flaws in front of him.

In just a few breaths, Wang Fei's body was covered in cuts and bruises, dripping with blood, and was full of traces left by Tianshang.

But Wang Fei didn't care. These injuries on his body recovered crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He recovered in an instant, even though he was always at a disadvantage, his fighting spirit was not timid at all.

"Hmph, in this ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan, it is impossible for you to kill me. I have been recognized by the dragon veins of the dynasty, and my avenue is perfectly integrated with the dragon veins. Here, I am the sky!"

Wang Fei didn't care about the injuries on his body, how terrifying, he was obviously at a disadvantage, but he pressed Xiao Chen to fight.

Amidst the wild laughter, the dragon shadow derived from the dragon vein of the imperial dynasty was arrogant and domineering, baring its teeth and claws.

With Xiao Chen surrounded by blue dragons, they were entangled and fought together.

The two fought in the sky, the cyan dragon shadow and the golden dragon vein incarnation, covering the entire sky of the core area. Cover the vast starry sky, triggering boundless visions, strong winds, lightning, thunder, endless.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, fighting in the ancient tomb of Emperor Yan, the opponent had too much advantage.

He has been perfectly integrated with the dragon veins of the dynasty, and has been recognized by this world, and he can use the foundation of the Yanwu dynasty for more than 100,000 years at any time.

As he said, stabbing him a thousand times, as long as there is no serious injury, is no different from scratching an itch.

On the other hand, as long as I get hit by the opponent's sword, I am afraid that Qinglong's divine body will be able to withstand it.

This situation is almost like cheating.

If there is no Tianshang fighting against the opponent's Yanhuang sword, this kind of enemy can't fight with him at all, and can only stay away.

You only need to wait for a fatal flaw, and with Tianshang in hand, there is hope.

The battle between the two was intense enough.

But the battle below was even more bloody and brutal, even worse.

The disciples of the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince rushed towards the altar at the same time, and the Holy Maiden of Qinglian and the Holy Son of Black Lotus led people to intercept them at the same time.

For a moment, nearly forty Dacheng emperors shot wildly.

Among them, there are many super masters like Xiang Daoxuan, Wen Renyu, Silver Dragon King, and Sikong Shu.

In the melee, all the killing moves were used, the forbidden treasures were revealed, the blood of the wilderness was activated, and the boundless devilish energy was stirred up, which can be called tragic.

At this moment, the battle for the crown prince is a matter of life and death.

The eighth prince and the thirteenth prince had to gamble everything to have such a tiny chance.

The two people's obsession and desire for the prince far surpassed other princes, and the disciples under him were naturally unwilling to fail.

Daoxuan, who had comprehended the small world of ice, relied on his own ten-level Dao domain to run amok and advance wildly, almost without three times of enemies.

Just when he thought he could kill him.

He was stopped by a monk with handsome facial features and temperament like a lotus. It was the former Holy Son and now the Black Lotus Sect Zun Mingxuan.

"roll!"

Daoxuan's face was cold and heartless, and he slapped out a palm, the chill that penetrated into his soul rolled over.

The tenth layer of dao domain is so terrifying.

For an ordinary Dacheng emperor, if one move is difficult to block, his own Dao domain will be disintegrated in an instant.

"Mystery, destroy!"

Ming Xuan didn't panic, put his thumb on the end of his index finger, made a handprint with one hand, and pushed forward lightly.

Immediately, there was boundless Buddha power, rolling in, and completely annihilating the chill that hit, whether it was materialized or aimed at the soul.

Daoxuan was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw the looming shadow of the Black Lotus Sect Master behind Mingxuan, he suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be a Buddhist evildoer, hmph!"

He originally planned to use his own small world of ice on the mysterious man in black who had never made a move.

With a cold snort, a small world of ice appeared and enveloped Mingxuan in it.

Mingxuan looked around, and he could clearly see the scene in all directions and the figures of other people.

But I can clearly feel that there is a hazy boundary between myself and these people, like two different worlds in the depths.

Of course, the most important thing is not these, the most important thing is him, feeling a great pressure from heaven and earth.

As if being rejected by the whole world, it was extremely uncomfortable, and the Dao Domain was completely suppressed.

Soul power and divine essence are all restricted, and they can't even function smoothly.

"The tenth level of the Dao Domain...it's really terrifying."

Feeling the various discomforts in his body carefully, Ming Xuan didn't show any panic on his face.

Under Daoxuan's surprised gaze, Mingxuan pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly there was a swastika Buddha seal reversed between his eyebrows.

"Those who go against me live!"

call out!

The original golden Buddha seal, after the reversal, instantly turned black, and the Buddha's power became more powerful.

A ray of ancient Buddha's light traveled from the distant past, broke the shackles of the small world, and landed on Mingxuan.

All kinds of discomfort disappeared in an instant, Mingxuan smiled slightly: "With the blessing of this ray of Buddha's light, even if you still can't beat you, it is more than enough to stop you."

"You have to try it to find out."

Daoxuan's face was gloomy, but he was unwilling to be stopped just like that.

The altar was surrounded by fierce battles.

The two princes joined forces, and with the force of the storm, they wanted to destroy the altar of the first prince in one fell swoop.

Wang Fei's masters of the magic way have tried their best, but they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they are about to fall into the disadvantaged little by little.

Xi, however, still had no intention of making a move, and with a sweep of her gaze, she fell far away.

"Damn it."

Feeling Xi's gaze, Yan Cangming cursed inwardly, looked at the sixth prince beside him and said, "Your Highness, you have no chance, please forgive me for offending you. I will help the First Prince ascend the throne as agreed, and offend you." It's..."

Before the sixth prince could answer, Yan Cangming took Zhenyuan and many masters of the underworld away.

Wang Ming was stunned, his face turned extremely ugly, he didn't expect this group of people to be so unreliable.

It wasn't that he had no chance at all, so he was directly abandoned.

His face was cloudy and sunny, and he was full of unwillingness, but he still didn't take any action after all.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared in front of Yan Cangming, it was the god of death, Lin Feng.

Xiao Chen bought time for Wang Yan, took the initiative to draw his sword, and confronted the mighty Wang Fei.

The battle was too fierce, he couldn't intervene and couldn't help. But right now the two princes are clearly in the upper hand, as long as the altar can be destroyed, Xiao Chen's crisis can be resolved.

Even if you can't stop everyone, at least you have to stop Yan Cangming.

"It's so far away, take them to help, just leave it to me here."

Yan Cangming looked calm, and after giving an order, he set his eyes on Lin Feng.

Without saying a word, Zhen Yuan took the other emperors of the underworld to the altar to help Wang Fei.

Although the main general Yan Cangming arrived, the appearance of Zhenyuan and his group greatly relieved the pressure on Heilian Shengzi and others.

The situation that had been slightly suppressed was reversed, and the situation improved instantly.

Boom!

Yan Cangming and Lin Feng, each of them brought the Death Dao to the extreme, with dense black dragon patterns appearing on their faces.

When the aura reached its peak, he shot instantly, and then retreated at the touch of a button.

The black meaning of death floated around the two of them, condensing thousands of dark flowers of the underworld.

Lin Feng looked at the black lines wandering in his palm, secretly startled, this Yan Cangming's strength has actually reached such a state.

"Brother, you are not my opponent, get out of the way."

On Yan Cangming's calm face, there was a long look in his eyes, and there was not much hatred or hatred.

With a hoarse voice, he said again: "The gap between you and me can no longer be described in terms of realm. I have already touched the origin of death. I am one of the chess players in today's situation, but you are just a chess piece. Next, if you insist on going your own way, you will be like Xiao Chen who drew his sword again, and you can only die."

Lin Feng frowned slightly. He was ordered by Sui Renji to come to help the Eleventh Prince on behalf of the Tianmeng.

The battle for the crown prince in Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum, the deeper level of confrontation and chess game, is unknown.

"This dispute between the princes has already involved the direction of the reincarnation of the era, which is beyond your comprehension at all."

Yan Cangming's expression was rather stern, and there was a vast and distant aura in his eyes, as if there was a vast ocean, boundless.

Lin Feng grinned and said: "I don't understand, I only know that Xiao Chen is my friend. If you join, the two princes will lose very much. If I want to help him, I will naturally stop you! You say I don't understand, why did you ever ask?" I understand, I have always been your favorite junior."

Yan Cangming looked up, Wang Fei had the upper hand, as if the way of heaven always existed.

On the other hand, Xiao Chen's aura has long since lost its original glory, and it has been changing, and crises are everywhere. He said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. When he chooses to draw his sword again, he is doomed to die today. This is the destiny. Can you stop it?" I can't change that."

"I have a knife, wash away all the lead, and illuminate three lives!"

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the sky, and a blue lotus bloomed under Xiao Chen's feet. As if time had changed, the figure was divided into three, and each figure pierced Wang Fei's chest with a knife.

The three figures represent the past, present and future.

The intersection of the three sabers destroyed the grand prince's vigorous vitality bit by bit, no matter how the dragon veins were blessed, it could not be reversed.

Wang Fei had an extremely inconceivable expression on his face, and he didn't understand how he was hit by the knife at all.

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