A sudden roar rang out at the entrance of the palace.

Since the three princes occupied the palace, no one in this area dared to approach at will.

In the aristocratic residential area at the foot of the palace, the families of those ministers were all arrested by the three princes and locked up in the deep palace.

Therefore, this battle of the Destiny is destined to not have many audiences.

After a brief but swift temptation, the two immediately distanced themselves.

Xue Jian's expression gradually became solemn.

Sure enough, the injuries of the three princes have all recovered, and their strength has reached the Mixed Yuan Realm.

If it weren't for the fact that most of them were tested with the first punch, and Xue Jian had a yuan weapon to protect him, he would have been injured with this first punch.

"Your progress is very fast, but with a big realm gap, it is impossible for you to win against this prince. ”

The corners of the third prince's mouth hooked up a confident smile, and he spoke.

This time he was tempted, and he had almost figured out Xue Jian's current strength realm.

The Dan Yuan Realm is eightfold, very strong, but it is still not enough.

He tore off the dragon robe on his body, wearing only a loose robe, and his exposed chest muscles were as hard as iron, as if containing explosive power.

Just looking at this sturdy body, the third prince almost crushed Xue Jian.

The smile on the corner of his mouth immediately retracted, and he strode forward, leaping up, condescendingly punching at Xue Jian.

Each punch contained a majestic Yuan force, and with a strong wind, it fell to the earth.

Xue saw that he pulled the hem of his clothes, gathered Yuan Li on his legs, and immediately retreated backwards quickly.

The third prince, who is now at his peak, is too strong for him to confront head-on.

Punch after punch landed on the ground, and a huge roar was heard, like a landslide cracking the ground, and each punch hammered a huge crater in the ground.

Xue saw that he retreated again and again, and the three princes followed closely behind, forcing him back for three hundred zhang in a row, from the gate of the palace, all the way to the center of the long street.

In the end, Xue Jian was still a step slower, was punched in the chest, his body flew out upside down, and he slid more than ten meters against the ground before stopping, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yiyi immediately followed, with a worried look on her face.

Before coming, Xue Jian had told her that no matter what happened in this battle, she couldn't interfere.

Chu Yiyi also agreed to him, but seeing that Xue Jian had been pressed and beaten, she couldn't help but want to rush up to help.

Xue Jian immediately waved his hand to stop him.

"Yiyi, don't come here, believe me, this battle ...... I can win. ”

Chu Yiyi stopped, bit her lower lip tightly, and finally nodded.

Xue Jian stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Without saying a word, he rushed to a tall building next to him, stepped on the roof, and at the highest point, one turned over, and all the yuan power in his body flowed to the true vein of his right leg, sweeping towards the third prince.

"It's another trick. ”

The third prince's expression froze, and he had long been on guard against Xue Jian's martial art.

His figure retreated sharply, and in an instant, he opened a distance of dozens of meters.

swept down with one leg, but it fell into the air, and the stone slab on the ground cracked and splashed.

Xue Jian's expression suddenly became gloomy.

In the first battle before, he used 'Overwhelming Wanjun', and the third prince suffered a big loss, and now he will definitely not resist hard.

He took out a large return pill and a vitality pill from his arms to ensure the endurance, and then took out a black leather glove and put it on his right hand.

Top-grade elemental soul shaking fist gloves.

As the name suggests, as long as you wear this fist and hit the enemy's body, you can shake their soul and directly damage the enemy's soul.

When the third prince saw this scene, his eyes gradually narrowed.

With his eyesight, although he couldn't see anything unusual about the boxing gloves, it was definitely not easy for Xue to take it out and put it on at this time.

The two old men of the Dark Moon Hall who were hidden in the shadows saw the fist gloves, their eyes were fixed, and their faces showed interest.

"It turned out to be a meta weapon, and the level is not low. ”

One of them, the old man with a white crescent, spoke.

The old man with the black crescent next to him nodded and said.

"This junior is a little weird, except for the boxing gloves, the clothes on his body, and the bell on his waist, which seem to be all yuanqi. ”

When the two were discussing, Xue Jian had already put on his fist gloves and rushed forward.

Although he wore gloves, he didn't punch, but swept through with one leg.

The third prince was extremely jealous of Xue Jian's leg martial arts in his heart, so he did not fight head-on, but counterattacked with his fist while retreating.

The battle between the two of them came back and forth, first the three princes attacked strongly, forcing Xue Jian back to three hundred zhang, and now Xue Jian counterattacked with leg martial arts skills and pressed the three princes back to the gate of the palace.

When he retreated to the palace wall, Xue saw that he had lost too much Yuan Force, and his momentum had decreased.

The three princes laughed and rushed out, and in an instant, they came to Xue and slapped out a palm.

Under this palm, he immediately saw a golden dragon phantom roaring out of his palm, with an astonishing fluctuation of yuan power, crashing into Xue Jian's chest.

This is the killer weapon he specially prepared for Xue Jian, the strongest martial art treasured by the Jiang family, the Flying Dragon Palm.

If he hadn't taken control of the entire palace this time, he wouldn't have been able to get this martial art.

The old emperor never thought of teaching him this martial art.

For this reason, the third prince resented his father and emperor very much, and he was also his son, why Wen Taowu was not as good as his fifth prince, and he could get the favor of the old emperor, but he couldn't get anything.

This palm, with his confession of the injustice of fate, with his desire for power and power, and with the resentment of the old emperor in his heart, fell on Xue Jian's chest.

But at the same time, Xue Jian's right fist, which was wearing the Soul Shaking Fist gloves, also smashed into the chest of the third prince.

The two flew upside down almost simultaneously and fell heavily to the ground.

Xue Jian suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood and landed on the white Shengxue's clothes, but the blood flowed down the clothes, and did not defile the white clothes for half a minute.

The dustless clothes and gold armor almost neutralized most of his power.

Otherwise, this killer move of the third prince will definitely burst his heart in an instant and kill him on the spot.

On the other hand, the third prince, without any protection, was hit by the Soul Shaking Fist, and instantly felt that his mind was buzzing and blank.

His body was actually fine, but his soul was traumatized, which caused his consciousness to be in a trance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xue Jianqiang endured the severe pain, got up, the yuan force in his body flowed, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed him violently.

The third prince knew that something was wrong, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, making himself forcibly sober up, and he slapped it again.

Only this time, before the Yuan Force in his palm poured out, he felt as if someone had grabbed his neck, and it was difficult to control his body to operate the Yuan Force.

"You...... What kind of martial arts are you?"

The third prince showed an unbelievable look on his face and looked at Xue Jian in shock.

Although the two were more than thirty meters apart, Xue Jian's right hand seemed to be pinching his lifeline.

There was no way to resist or break free.

He felt as if he had returned to the time when he was a child, bullied by his brother, grabbed by the collar, and slowly lifted it into the air.

That feeling of powerlessness and helplessness once made him desperate and living in the shadows.

Therefore, the third prince resented his elder brother very much, and when he was still an adult, he designed to kill the eldest prince and the second prince.

Now the powerlessness and helplessness of his childhood have returned, and the third prince is almost crazy, but he can't break free at all.

His body was no longer under his control, and his soul was completely pinched in the palm of his hand by Xue Jian.

Ground-level martial arts, soul stealers.

is just a small success, it is so domineering.