The fire cloud butterfly was not in a hurry, and sprinkled a piece of fire powder in the air, dancing with the wind, crystal bright.

After those jumping ghosts came into contact with the fire powder, their bodies were immediately burned by the flames and turned into charcoal, which quickly scorched and burned hundreds of ghosts.

At this time, Fujiwara Zun had already caught up with Xue Ye, and the katana in his hand was just about to be cut off, only to hear an angry roar: "Don't think!"

Jin Shicheng's huge body came behind him in a flash, and the golden sword in his hand spun and threw out, only to hear the sound of 'dangchang', and collided with Fujiwara Zun's katana, and the two of them retreated at the same time.

The Eighth Prince finally escaped from the range of the beast tide, and at this time his army had already fled completely, leaving only a military flag halberd in one place, which was very embarrassing.

The eighth prince complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to stay where he was, and continued to escape, but was stopped by a figure.

Xue Ye held the Absolute Sword in his hand and stared at him with a cold face.

"Xue Ye, do you dare to kill me?"

The Eighth Prince asked.

"I have never taken you seriously, so what is the difference between killing you and slaughtering a pig and a sheep?"

Xue Ye said disdainfully.

"You ......"

The Eight Emperors' faces were pale, but they were helpless.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid, the old minister is here!"

Ling Kang suddenly appeared, a pair of blood whips dancing with teeth and claws, and flicked towards Xue Ye.

"Qingluan Xuan Dance Steps"!

A cyan glow arose under Xue Ye's feet, and a green luan danced, not only driving his agile and changeable footwork, but also blocking several heavy blows from the two blood whips that lingered around him.

Seven Tribulations of Demon Control!

Xue Ye approached Ling Kang with a single sliding step, and seven swords in a row, like seven blood light lightning bolts swept down from the sky, and they struck down continuously.

Ling Kang shook out the whip flowers and shattered the blood light and lightning one after another, but he couldn't help but retreat, his hands couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't help shouting: "Your Highness, you run away!"

"Haha, if Xue Ye has the ability, you will kill me!"

The Eighth Prince laughed wildly, turned around and fled, as long as he escaped, this war was not over, as long as he returned to the city he was sitting on, regrouped his troops and horses still had the strength to fight again.

And without the burden of the Eighth Prince, it would be easy for Fujiwara Zun and Ling Kang to get out.

As soon as Xue Ye moved, Ling Kang immediately blocked in front of him: "Xue Ye, you are not the queen of the Heavenly Sword, but now you may not be my opponent!"

"That's not necessarily, if you and I fight in a dignified manner, I have about seven layers of certainty to kill you!"

Xue Ye said.

"Oh, yes, we might as well fight now!"

Ling Kang said.

"Do you want to buy time for the Eighth Prince to escape?"

Xue Ye snorted coldly.

"That's right, with me, you don't want to move His Royal Highness!"

Ling Kang said.

"Okay, although I don't touch him, someone will kill him!"

Xue Ye said. "What ......"

Ling Kang changed color slightly, but he saw that the Eighth Prince had just escaped not far away, and he was intercepted by a figure.

"Eighth child, don't leave since you're here!"

The five princes stood with their hands in their hands, and at some point they had come down from the city wall and intercepted on the route of the eight princes' escape.

His judgment of what he did was also accurate, and he could see that this was the best time to kill the Eighth Prince.

"Old Five, do you really want to fight to the death with me?"

The Eighth Prince shouted.

"It's not a desperate effort, but I'm going to personally send you out of the enchantment of the Heavenly Trial!"

The fifth prince smiled.

"Do you really think you can beat me alone?"

The eighth prince pretended to be fierce.

"You can try!"

The Five Princes said.

"Then try!"

The eighth prince shouted and suddenly drew his sword, but the sword was not completely unsheathed, and the fifth prince had already appeared in front of him, and the two were almost face to face.

Although the fifth prince was smiling, it was ten times more terrifying than full of killing intent, and before the other party could react, a fist full of thunder and lightning had already struck.

The sword of the eighth prince broke, the person was beaten a hundred meters away, the ribs in the abdomen were broken a few times, and the mouth and nose continued to bleed.

"Alchemy Realm Eightfold Cultivation, Old Five, you are hiding so deeply!"

The Eighth Prince was unprecedentedly frightened, his face was pale, he was not the enemy of the other party.

"Hmph, among our brothers, my cultivation talent is second only to the eldest brother and second brother, and the other of you are still far behind!"

The fifth prince said lightly.

"Go and escort!"

Ling Kang roared angrily, and a pair of blood whips suddenly turned into two living huge blood pythons, opened their fierce mouths, and swallowed towards Xue Ye.

"You're too weak, dominate the world!"

Xue Ye held the Absolute Sword in both hands, and slashed out with great force, this sword erupted into a tsunami, and the sword momentum that looked at the world suddenly eclipsed the two blood pythons, and Ling Kang was forced to retreat.

Fujiwara Zun also desperately forced Jinshi Castle to retreat, but at this time, Huoyun Butterfly cleaned up all the ghosts, hovered in the air, and turned into a flash of fire lightning approaching Fujiwara Zun, cutting back and forth from his side, forcing him back and forth.

Both Ling Kang and Fujiwara Zun were pinned down and unable to form a rescue for the Eighth Prince.

"You forced me, I'm going to let you die!"

The Eighth Prince catapulted from the ground, and suddenly erupted in a strong force behind him, forming a thirty-eight-zhang Tengtu, which was his Son of Heaven's luck.

"Oh, are you going to fight with me, you actually took out the luck of the Son of Heaven!"

The fifth prince's face remained unchanged.

"Yes, this is what you forced me, although I am not as good as you in strength, but when I received the blessing of the Son of Heaven on the platform, my Son of Heaven's luck was nearly twice as good as yours, and now my Son of Heaven is thirty-eight zhang, and you must be far inferior to me, so you have no chance of winning this battle!"

The Eighth Emperor's face was hideous, and the Tengtu of the Son of Heaven's luck turned into a glowing sword in a flash, and fell into his hand.

The Eighth Prince slashed out with his sword, and suddenly had invincible strength, easily crushing the fist marks of the Fifth Prince, and forcing him back one after another.

The five princes maneuvered with each other in a way that suddenly appeared behind him, and a thunderbolt punch blasted out, and the speed was extremely fast.

The Eighth Emperor didn't have time to react at all, but the sword in his hand was transformed by the Qi of the Son of Heaven, and it could automatically protect the Lord, so it turned into a beam of light projected on his back, shattering the fist marks.

"Is this the power of the Son of Heaven's luck, it's really strong!"

The fifth prince said lightly.

"Haha, old five, I am the real son of destiny, you can't kill me, suffer death!"

The Eighth Prince was overjoyed, the glowing sword returned to his hand again, and then rushed towards the Fifth Prince, slashing down in the air, and the sword qi was actually blessed by a golden dragon circling, and the speed was faster.

"It's very difficult to kill any prince in the Heavenly Trial, even the weakest eight, originally I wanted to hide my strength to deal with the boss, it seems that I can only expose it in advance!"

The fifth prince shook his head helplessly, seeing that the brilliant sword qi was about to fall, suddenly, his robe and long hair were windless, and an extremely strong force urged by the Son of Heaven's luck broke out, and behind him also formed a Tengtu, which was vaguely turned into a fuzzy dragon surrounded by thunder and lightning, which was sixty-three zhang large.

"It's... How is this possible, weren't you only thirteen zhang when you ascended to the heavenly platform to receive the blessings of the Son of Heaven's luck? How can you be so strong now, what have you done?

No, your previous fortune was not just thirteen zhang, you hid your strength!"

The Eighth Prince screamed loudly, and wanted to retreat but was locked by a huge absorbing force, and the lightsaber in his hand was actually sucked away by the dragon behind the Fifth Prince.

"You're right, I did hide on the platform at that time, you were the first of several brothers to know, but you were also the first to be eliminated!"

The eyes of the five princes flashed with a touch of murderous intent, and a punch blasted out, and the thunder and lightning fist marks flashed, shattering the head of the eighth prince who was still in surprise.

"It's finally over!"

The Fifth Prince breathed a sigh of relief, and after devouring the Eighth Prince's Son of Heaven's luck, the dragon Tengtu behind him grew wildly, and it turned into eighty-one zhang.

The luck of the Son of Heaven does not grow as much as it swallows, the more powerful it is, the slower the growth rate, after devouring the luck of the Son of Heaven of the Eight Princes, it is extremely difficult for the Son of Heaven luck of the Five Princes to grow by a fraction.

"It's over......"

Both Ling Kang and Fujiwara gave up the battle, and their figures began to blur, gradually disappearing into the Heavenly Trial.

"Fujiwara Zun, wash your neck and wait after returning to Fuso Kingdom, I will take your life after the Heavenly Trial!"

Xue Ye's eyes bloomed with a strong killing intent.