The figures of the two staggered, their backs to each other.

I saw that the Prince of Boundless was holding a blood-colored long sword in his hand, and there were round blood beads falling on the blade.

Looking at Wuzi again, his calm face showed a bit of surprise, and four or five deep sword wounds appeared on his body and arms, and a large amount of blood gushed out, staining most of his clothes.

"It's not good, Takeko is injured!"

In the audience, the three of King Chu Lin changed color, and the faces of martial arts students were unprecedentedly solemn.

"It turns out that you have always retained your strength!"

Wuzi quickly regained his composure, slowly turned around, and secretly lucked his true qi to stop the bleeding.

"That's right, in fact, my most powerful is kendo, I am a swordsman, but I have never revealed it to the world, if it weren't for defeating you, my lifelong enemy, I wouldn't easily expose my true strength!"

Prince Wuya showed a victorious smile and shook his wrist to shake off the blood beads on the blade of the sword.

"Prince Wuya's scheming is too deep, fortunately, his ambition is not low, he does not pursue the monarch but pursues martial arts, if he stays in Tianya Country, he will inherit the throne in the future, he will definitely become a big trouble for my Tianwu Kingdom, even if the old twelve are extraordinary, they may not be able to fight him!"

Wu Daosheng's face was serious, and he thought in his heart.

The Tianwu Kingdom and the Tianya Kingdom have placed secret agents on each other, and the information of the Boundless Prince, Wu Daosheng, is also well aware, but he never knows the identity of the hidden swordsman of the Boundless Prince.

Prince Wuya has been regarded as a genius who has not been born for a hundred years since he was a child, and has been cultivated by the monarch of Tianya Country, and other princes cannot compete with him.

The corners of Prince Wuya's mouth raised slightly, he has always been cautious in his life, and he will leave a hand for himself at any time, even in the trial of Kaiyuan Forest, he has encountered life and death moments several times, but his identity as a swordsman has not been exposed, he hides his strength for nothing else, just to be able to give the enemy a fatal blow at the most critical moment, how can such forbearance not make people creepy?

In the battle of the Tianjiao List, the Prince of Wuya did not intend to expose his true strength, but in the ranking competition, he met Wuzi, an opponent who has been an old enemy since birth, this battle is not just a separate battle between the two, but a battle between the momentum of the Tianya Kingdom and the Tianwu Kingdom.

Although the two countries are ready to coexist peacefully by signing a non-aggression pact, how can the hatred accumulated over hundreds of years of war really turn the two countries into hostilities?

Although the war between the two countries has subsided, but the two countries are still fighting openly and secretly in other aspects, they have to fight for a breath to overpower each other, today's battle, the victory or defeat of the two is not closely related to the individual, once the prince of Wuya is defeated, the ranking on the Tianjiao list will be lower than Wuzi, and he will enter the Tianyuan Gate Wuzi will also be more important, and from then on, Tianya Country will be forced to be pressed by Tianwu State, and he will never be able to raise his head again.

Therefore, before the national integrity, Prince Wuya had no scruples and no reservations, and he was only allowed to win and not lose in this battle, and he had to defeat Wuzi at any cost.

"It's worthy of being my lifelong enemy, it's really strong!"

A large amount of blood on Wuzi's body was stopped, and he tidied up his clothes slightly, even if the several swords in his body were still unwavering, his aura was magnificent.

"You're not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Prince Wuya's eyes looked at the other party like a sword, and he wanted to put pressure on him mentally, to break up Wuzi's struggle, and to defeat him from the heart.

"It's true that I may not be your opponent, but it's not easy to defeat me, so go all out!"

Wu Zi's thick eyebrows froze, and he said lightly.

"As soon as my demon sword comes out, I will fall into demons, and sometimes I will lose control of my mind, and there is only killing left in my eyes, and you will die!"

Prince Wuya's pupils shrank.

"I have a belligerent life, to cultivate martial arts and fight for fun, since my debut, I have experienced more than a thousand battles, I have met countless strong and ruthless people, I have won and lost, and I have experienced countless lives and deaths, but no matter what kind of danger I face, I have never been afraid to fight, how can I be an exception today, no matter life and death, only to the death, if I die today in the hands of my lifelong enemy, it is also my destiny, and I will die as I deserve!"

Wu Zi was arrogant, and his voice echoed above the entire Kaiyuan Peak, making countless geniuses enthusiastic and admirable.

"Okay, you and I will have a good time today!"

Prince Wuya's eyes glowed with blood, and he held a long sword slightly.

Wuzi's face was expressionless, and he returned the salute with his hands clenched into fists.

Prince Wuya suddenly attacked, the blood-colored long sword in his hand turned into arcs in mid-air, and the blood-colored sword flashed strangely in mid-air, stabbing at the other party frantically.

Wu Zi roared angrily, baring his teeth like an angry dragon, a pair of fists struck out, turning into two golden-veined dragon fist marks in mid-air, and the demonic bloody sword qi collided in mid-air.

The two of them fought for thirty or forty rounds in an instant, and between the blood light and the golden light, the two afterimages flashed rapidly in midair, and the speed became faster and faster.

Bang ......

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the Boundless Prince seemed to have opened the ban during the battle, the blood light under his eyes completely bloomed, and a series of magic patterns began to appear on his face and neck, his face began to distort, and his body was also expanding, blooming with a terrifying demonic aura.

The last hole card of the Boundless Prince, the way of the sword, in an instant, his combat power climbed steadily, but without the slightest decline, he had already overwhelmed the other party in an instant, forcing Wuzi to retreat.

In mid-air, Wuzi flew back upside down, and there were seven or eight more sword wounds on his body in an instant, the flesh and blood were torn, and the blood was rushing, and the whole person seemed to have become a bloody person.

"Your Majesty, what should I do?"

In the audience, Yu Linglong lost her voice.

"Let Wuzi admit defeat, the most important thing is that people are okay!"

Li Muxiu also persuaded him.

Wu Daosheng's expression showed hesitation and struggle, although the battle for national luck is important, but the lives of relatives are more important, Wuzi has won thirty-two consecutive competitions, as long as he admits defeat and preserves his strength, there is still great hope to enter the ranking competition, as long as he enters the ranking competition among the one hundred and eight people, after he ascends to the heavenly list, even if he ranks first, he will definitely become the inner disciple of Tianyuanmen, and he will have a bright future in the future, so why argue about the momentary hero?

Moreover, Tianwu Kingdom still has two geniuses, Xue Ye and Man Xianyu, no matter how popular the Prince of Boundless is, they can't compare to these two, even if they overwhelm Wuzi in momentum, Tianya Kingdom still doesn't dare to have any thoughts about Tianwu Kingdom.

Thinking of this, Wu Daosheng already had the urge to admit defeat for his son, but at this moment, Wu Zi, who was in defeat, suddenly shouted, and a chaotic true qi condensed again and turned into a vague dragon diagram behind his back.

Even if Wu Daosheng opens his mouth to admit defeat, Wu Zi will definitely fight to the end, which is also the rule of the battle of the Tianjiao List, and only the person who participates in the contest abstains in person can take effect.

When he saw Wuzi, who was seriously injured and still had no change in his face and was unswerving, Wu Daosheng sighed and instantly regained his composure: "Whether to fight or retreat depends on my son's decision, and the only way to be a father is to support him!"

"Defeat!"

Prince Wuya has entered the Demon Dao, but his consciousness is still relatively sober, and he knows the battle situation well, and he sees that Wuzi is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and he only needs to gather his combat strength to strike another blow, and the other party will definitely be defeated.

The true qi of the Boundless Prince surged, and in an instant, the human sword was already one, turning into a blood-light sword momentum more than 100 meters long, stabbing towards Wuzi.

The uncontrollable excitement in the heart of the prince of Wuya, the overall situation has been decided, this battle not only defeated the old enemy of life, but the wish, the battle of national fortune is even more overwhelming than Tianwu, this battle must be famous in the country of Wuya, and he will become a historic national hero in his own country.

There is only half a step away from the moment of brilliance, and you only need to stab this sword in your hand.

"Are you really going to lose? Are you going to die this time? Am I afraid? My martial artist has never been afraid of life and death in his life, and if I am afraid, I will only be defeated, so I must not be defeated, even if I risk my life, I will fight until the last moment!"

Wu Zi's gloomy eyes regained his blood again, regardless of the wounds on his body cracking and blood flowing, he used his last strength to condense the remaining true qi of his body, and forcibly sacrificed the martial soul, and the blurred dragon Teng diagram behind him bloomed again, clearly visible and lifelike.

After a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the golden-veined dragon in Tengtu soared into the air again, with the momentum of a decisive battle with the Blood Light Demon Sword.

"That's ......"

Xue Ye, who had been watching the battle in silence, suddenly changed color, and in his field of vision, he saw that the golden-veined dragon that rose into the sky was visibly transforming with the naked eye, and auspicious clouds of divine light appeared around him.