Chapter 390: The Prince's Support

"What's the reason? Tell me now!"

The old man shouted.

"Young Master Su Chen, don't say anything. The prince will arrive soon. He has said that he will take care of everything." Commander Chen, who came later, shouted loudly.

Su Chen waved his hand and said to the old man, "The cause of the death of the Seventh Prince was because he fell into the devil's way. It was his own fault. If he stays in the world, there will be one more disaster in the world. As a righteous warrior, I naturally have no choice but to do it."

What?

The Seventh Prince fell into the devil's way?

The people around took a breath of cold air and showed incredible expressions.

It turned out that the cause of the death of the Seventh Prince was because he fell into the devil's way?

No wonder the Prince of Anyang's mansion has been quiet these days. Could it be that the Prince of Anyang knew the cause of the death of the Seventh Prince?

"So you killed him?"

The old man seemed to have not heard the first half of Su Chen's words at all. He just caught Su Chen's last sentence and asked coldly.

"That's right."

Su Chen shrugged his shoulders. He was responsible for his own actions, so he would not let others take the blame for him.

The old man's expression immediately became gloomy, and his eyes fell heavily on Su Chen, as if a storm was coming.

"How dare you kill the preparatory disciple of the Winter Cicada Sect!" The old man shouted, "Today, you will never leave this area alive."

After saying that, the old man burst out with the cultivation of the tenth level of the transformation realm. He looked down from above, showing his domineering aura, and the powerful pressure pressed towards Su Chen like a tide.

Su Chen was not afraid. Two pupils suddenly burst out of his eyes and stabbed at the old man, causing a sudden pain in the old man's mind, and his movements could not help but pause.

The old man was shocked and angry: "Ant, what are you using to plot against me?"

Su Chen's expression was solemn. Facing a strong man of this level, the Great Wilderness Blood Moon could only be used when the other party was not prepared, and it was impossible to really have the effect of reversing the situation for himself.

Is it necessary to use the Blood Demon Sword?

Su Chen was thinking, when suddenly a powerful pressure enveloped the entire vicinity, and then the majestic voice of the Prince of Anyang rang out: "Who dares to be presumptuous in this prince's territory?"

This voice shocked everyone's heart, and a sense of awe from the soul arose. As expected, he is worthy of being the king of a county. The Prince of Anyang is domineering.

"The Prince of Anyang?" The old man also frowned, and his expression became cautious.

He did not dare to underestimate the Prince of Anyang. Although he knew that the other party had not broken through to the Lingtai realm like himself, he was the lord of a county and naturally had an advantage in momentum. He crushed all the existences in the Huawu realm and was definitely not an object to be underestimated.

Looking over, he saw the tall figure of the Prince of Anyang walking quickly, followed by the eldest prince.

"This is my Anyang County, not the territory of your Dongchan Sect."

The Prince of Anyang spoke again, staring at the old man with a warning with his majestic eyes, "If it is an ordinary visit, I will welcome it. But if you want to kill people, don't blame me for being rude. I will kill you one by one."

Even Su Chen didn't expect that the Prince of Anyang would be so tough.

Originally, he thought that even if the Prince of Anyang wanted to solve the problem, he would use a relatively gentle solution to persuade the people of Dongchan Sect to leave. But he didn't expect that the Prince of Anyang would speak so ruthlessly as soon as he opened his mouth, and even said "kill you one by one".

But it's normal to think about it. If it were me, if someone came to my territory and wanted to kill people all the time, I would definitely not be too polite.

And the people around were even more excited. The Prince of Anyang actually came in person to support Su Chen, and he also said such ruthless words. You know, the other party is a strong man of Dongchan Sect.

Dongchan Sect is not an existence that can be easily provoked.

The look of the old man from the Winter Cicada Sect changed again and again, and finally he said coldly: "Prince Anyang, you are too arrogant. If a Lingtai Realm expert came to our sect today, would you still dare to say that?"

The Winter Cicada Sect naturally has no shortage of Lingtai Realm experts, not to mention that his own cultivation is similar to that of Prince Anyang, so how could he be afraid of Prince Anyang.

Prince Anyang said coldly: "Get out of my sight within three breaths, otherwise I don't mind sending you away myself."

These ruthless words finally angered the old man.

The old man laughed in anger: "Okay, I am Zhang Song from the Winter Cicada Sect, and I want to learn from Prince Anyang's high skills!"

He didn't think that Prince Anyang could really defeat him. After all, he was also a real tenth-level Huawu Realm expert, with a cultivation level similar to Prince Anyang. Even if Prince Anyang surpassed him in momentum, his true strength would definitely not be much different.

"One!"

Prince Anyang's voice rang out.

At the same time, Zhang Song also walked towards the Prince of Anyang.

"Two!"

The Prince of Anyang continued to count.

Zhang Song walked slowly, and as he walked, he mobilized his whole body to the extreme. After all, he was facing the lord of a county, how could he dare to underestimate him?

"Three!"

Zhang Song made a move, and yellow true energy burst out from his palm, forming a larger true energy hand, as if it could cover the sky and the sun.

Hum!

Prince Anyang snorted coldly, and with a fist, a huge golden fist fell from the sky and smashed towards Zhang Song fiercely.

"What a powerful fist!"

Everyone was dazzled by Prince Anyang's martial arts. As expected, he was worthy of being the lord of a county, and his strength was extraordinary.

"It's the 'Eastern King Fist'."

The eldest prince looked at Prince Anyang in a trance. He also practiced the martial arts used by Prince Anyang, but his realm was a hundred times worse than that of Prince Anyang.

Prince Anyang practiced this martial arts to the point of perfection. When he punched, it was not only the power of true energy, but also a huge momentum. It was as if everyone was ants under this punch, and any resistance would be crushed by the rolling momentum.

Is this the strength of Prince Anyang?

Compared with him, I am not even a little bit inferior.

The eldest son shook his head. He was confident that he could take over the Anyang County King before, but now it seems that he is still far away.

Under this huge golden fist, Zhang Song's face changed even more, and he quickly faced his huge Zhenyuan palm towards the golden fist.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the Zhenyuan palm was penetrated, crushed, and swallowed by the golden fist like a dead tree and rotten wood.

The golden fist finally fell heavily, boom! The strong wind inevitably surged out, bang bang bang, and everyone around was like a straw man, and was blown away.

And Zhang Song himself was shaken by the fist, and the whole person flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.