490 Arrival

In the void, the prince of Nanyu still stared wide-eyed, but the corpse began to slowly fall downwards.

There was silence all around, and a large number of kendo experts watching the battle were stunned.

The prince of Nanyu, one of the seventy-two princes, was definitely regarded as the top superpower in the entire Shenzhou. He died.

And the most important thing is that this prince of Nanyu died in the hands of a holy realm!

"In a holy realm, he actually killed a prince, and it was very easy to kill. The dignified prince of Nanyu, in his hands, didn't even have a chance to escape!"

"This sword is unparalleled, too strong!"

"There is such a terrifying holy place in this Divine State."

"Holy realm, can it be so strong?"

Everyone was shocked.

But the shock has not yet recovered, and a sudden and terrifying power erupted from another battlefield.

I saw a poignant and enchanting peerless sword shadow lit up, and as soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

This poignant and beautiful sword is extremely mysterious and provoked by the Taoist soldiers, and its power is already extremely strong.

Jian Nantian, who used this sword, still had a very indifferent expression, but there was also a gathering of killing intent in his eyes.

"Oops!"

Prince Wanlei, who fought against Jian Nantian, changed dramatically at this moment, and hurriedly wanted to resist.

But as a result, this poignant sword still shook the giant axe in the hands of Prince Wanlei, and then passed over Prince Wanlei.

The Prince of Wanlei was also beheaded.

The Prince of Ten Thousand Thunders had underestimated Jian Nantian from the very beginning.

You must know that before the occurrence of "Wan Jian to the Dynasty", Jian Nantian killed a top lord and two high lords with one sword. At that time, his combat power was no less than that of ordinary princes.

And the extraordinary opportunity of "Wan Jianlai Dynasty", with Jian Nantian's talent and understanding, must have made a lot of progress.

If nothing else, just that Xiaoyun, the current Jian Nantian has also entered the Qixiao Realm, plus his swordsmanship and the Taoist soldiers in his hands, the battle strength is naturally far stronger than this Wanlei Prince. .

Prince Wanlei and Prince Nanyu both died.

But in just a short time, they were killed one after another.

But after beheading these two great princes, neither Jian Wushuang nor Jian Nantian showed the slightest complacent surprise.

The two of them knew very well that these two princes were just ordinary princes at the level of Qixiao Realm.

What they really care about is the people behind these two princes.

"coming."

Jian Nantian's deep pupils looked directly at the sky ahead, where a smoke point slowly appeared.

Behind the smoke point, followed by a large cloud of blood, swept over quickly, and in just a moment, appeared in front of Jian Nantian.

The person who came, was in a blood robe, and also had a bloody head, carrying a blood-colored sword on his back, and a cloud of blood was rolling behind him.

"Jian Nantian!"

After the blood-haired and blood-robed man appeared, his icy pupils were completely locked on Jian Nantian's body, and the killing intent in his eyes was never concealed at all.

"Blood Peak Prince." Jian Nantian also spoke slowly, but his voice was rather dull.

The prince of Blood Peak has been chasing and killing him during this period of time, and even in order to kill him, he did not hesitate to offer a reward with the Taoist soldiers, and his strength is also extremely tyrannical.

Of the seventy-two princes in the entire Shenzhou, this blood peak prince is enough to rank second, which shows the strength of this blood peak prince.

Like the Prince Wanlei and Prince Nanyu who were just beheaded, although they are also princes, they are far worse than the Prince of Blood Peak.

As soon as the blood-haired and blood-robed man, the Prince of Blood Peak, appeared on the battlefield, the soaring suffocating aura made the surrounding kendo experts hold their breath.

At this moment, the prince of Blood Peak also noticed the corpse of the prince of Wanlei below.

"It seems that this time Zhenjiangu and his party have improved your strength a lot, and even Wan Lei died in your hands.

"Xuefeng Prince's voice is cold," However, this kind of strength alone is not in my eyes. Today, I will let you know that my blood peak's sworn brother, not everyone can kill. "

"Really? Then try it." Jian Nantian stared at the prince of Blood Peak, his eyes flat.

"Looking for death!" The blood peak prince no longer talked nonsense, and when he moved, the blood cloud in the sky immediately rolled out and burst out behind him.

The three sword soul phantoms behind Jian Nantian rose up, all of them exuding sword intent, and they immediately greeted them at this moment.

"Blood Peak Prince?"

Jian Wushuang on the other side of the battlefield saw this scene, his pupils shrank secretly, "This blood peak prince is a strong man in the Eight Heavens Realm, and he also has a Taoist soldier, whose combat power is stronger than that of the Lord of Ten Thousand Thunders. There are too many, and I don't know if my father can handle it."

Jian Wushuang was thinking, but suddenly, a purple streamer quietly appeared in front of him.

"Um?"

Jian Wushuang immediately looked at the purple streamer, and the streamer dissipated, revealing a figure.

This is a burly man in purple robe, and the man in purple robe also exudes a magnificent aura. Obviously, he is also a prince, and he is definitely stronger than that prince of Nanyu.

"That's... Prince Zizhong!"

The surrounding kendo experts who were watching the battle recognized the purple-robed man at first sight, and there were bursts of exclamations immediately.

Prince Zizhong is also the prince who stands at the top level among the seventy-two princes of Shenzhou. He is also a powerhouse in the Eight Heavens Realm, and he also possesses a divine weapon. His strength is only slightly inferior to that of the Prince of Blood Peak.

"Jian Wushuang!"

As soon as Prince Zizhong appeared, his eyes immediately turned to Jian Wushuang, and his icy voice spread, "Hand over the Heart-killing Sword, I can spare your life."

"Spare my life? It's like you can kill me at any time, Prince Zizhong, it's not that I underestimate you, you are not qualified to kill me, as for the sword of killing the heart, let the person behind you come forward in person. Come and get it." Jian Wushuang sneered.

He knew very well that this Prince Zizhong was not fighting for the Heart-Slaughter Sword for himself, but for others.

And the identity of the person who can order Prince Zizhong to come and snatch it is obvious.

There is no doubt that this prince of Zizhong was sent by Su Ming.

"Kill you, it's enough to have me!"

Prince Zizhong's face was stern, and a cyan spear appeared in his hand. The spear's tip was extremely sharp, exuding an icy metallic luster under the sunlight. Jian Jian broke through the void in vain and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"So fast!"

Jian Wushuang raised his brows, followed by a flash of fighting intent in his eyes.

"very good!"

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

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