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The seven blue mangling swords that rotated flush with the inn, the broken stones scattered all over the ground, the diamond-shaped ice crystals that rotated regularly in the air, and the countless crowds of people in sight.

Gu Yihang walked to the street where the Xinghua Inn was located, and saw such a scene in front of the Xinghua Inn in front of him.

"The Seven-Star Sword Technique of the Dust Prince is really strong. With one against two, against the proud prince and the evil son, he did not fall behind at all. ”

Gu Yihang walked into the crowded crowd, and there were similar voices of admiration in his ears.

The Prince of Dust? Seven Star Swordsmanship?

Hearing everyone's admiration, Gu Yihang looked towards Wei Chen.

At this moment, Wei Chen, the golden robe bordered by blue silk is windless and automatic, a golden martial arts book is suspended in front of him, the golden pages are automatically flipped, and the dense words and moving pictures are flashing to the eye.

Above his head, seven blue swords were suspended, slowly rotating in a circle, the blades flashing with devouring light, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"Prince Chen, the seven-star swordsmanship, it's a bit interesting." Gu Yihang glanced Wei Chen up and down, and muttered to himself in his heart, he still had some impressions of this "elder brother" in his memory, after all, he almost smashed the other party into a meatloaf two years ago. Glancing at Wei Chen, Gu Yihang turned his head to look at Murong Wuxing and Zuo Qiuming.

The two who were originally enemies because of Qin Duxue stood together again because of Wei Chen's strength and worked together to fight against Wei Chen.

At this moment, Zuo Qiuming, a blue transparent martial arts book covered with ice crystals rotated around his body, and countless diamond-shaped ice crystals the size of two fingers continued to appear with the rotation of the martial arts, spinning upwards and converging above his head.

And Murong Fearless, a heavy gray martial arts book was suspended above his right shoulder, like a stone, quietly full of heaviness.

The two of them were not as chic and handsome as Wei Chen, but a little embarrassed, the two of them initially fought against Wei Chen, they were fighting separately, suffered a lot of losses, and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Brother Fearless, Brother Tyuming, the two of you are here to celebrate the birthday of this prince, the last chance, leave now, this prince should have nothing happened!" Wei Chen's cold and arrogant eyes swept over Murong Wuwu and Zuo Qiuming, and said in a cold voice.

"Otherwise, it's impossible for me to give up on Miss Twilight." Murong Wudaunt replied coldly.

Zuo Qiuming didn't speak, but the meaning expressed in his eyes was the same as that of Murong Wudaunt.

"Then let's shoot!" Wei Chen snorted coldly, not wanting to say any more meaningless words, with a flick of one hand, the seven swords suspended above his head turned into streamers, stabbing Murong Wudaunt and Zuo Qiuming.

"Condensation!"

Zuo Qiuming snorted lightly, his body danced and rotated, and the diamond-shaped ice crystals that rotated around him rotated to extreme speed at this moment, and with his palm pushing, countless ice crystals shot out, that is, the sharp sword that resisted Wei Chen's flying shot, and also shot towards Wei Chen himself.

The martial arts on Murong Wudang's shoulder disappeared into his arm, his arm instantly swelled and became larger, he grabbed it with five fingers, and the boxing gloves flowing in Lan Mang instantly arrived in his hand, and his body rushed forward, grabbing a sharp sword directly.

Click!

Murong Fearless grabbed the sword, his five fingers and blue mangs flowed, and his thick and powerful arm grabbed it hard, and the sword directly shattered and flew.

Grabbing a sharp sword in an instant, his figure did not stop, grabbing another flying sword.

"The evil prince has a cold palm, and the proud prince is equipped with a broken special effect fist gauntlet, which is really terrifying."

"The proud prince and the evil prince work together, and the seven-star swordsmanship of the dust prince is divided into two people, and some of them are weak, and the sword will be broken several times."

"The Dust Emperor hasn't used the martial arts ability to bless the martial arts, he hasn't done his best at all, and the Seven Star Sword Technique is not his strongest martial art, and it's just starting now."

At the beginning of the battle, the onlookers also began to explain the battle one by one, although everyone had their own views on the martial arts of both sides, but none of them were optimistic about Wei Chen.

In just a short moment, Murong Wudaunt crushed Wei Chen's three sharp swords, and then his speed increased again, rushing directly towards Wei Chen. And the diamond-shaped ice crystals that Zuo Qiuming shot out also arrived in front of Wei Chen.

The left has a sharp claw, and there are flying ice crystals in front of it, surrounded by two attacks, but Wei Chen is not chaotic at all, a wide sword with blue mangs flowing in his hand, spinning forward to meet the ice crystals that are bursting out, the wide sword and the ice crystals are in contact, and the power brought by the rotation of the broad sword is actually directly deflecting the direction of the ice crystal burst, allowing the ice crystal to shoot directly towards Murong Wuxing.

The ice crystals shot out, Murong Fearless's speed did not decrease, his body jumped, dodging the ice crystals that shot fiercely, his right hand formed a fist, and he shot directly towards Wei Chen from a high down.

"Liangyi Swordsmanship."

"Jin Yangong."

The onlookers exclaimed, the Liangyi swordsmanship pays attention to the gravitational force, but it is just an ordinary martial art, and at this moment, Wei Chen used it to guide the ice crystals that were beaten by the cold ice palm, and everyone couldn't believe it at all.

And Murong Fearless, in the face of the sudden burst of ice crystals, he was able to achieve no reduction in speed, and his body was like a wild goose leaping up, which also amazed the onlookers.

Because whether it is the Liangyi swordsmanship or Jin Yangong, there are many people in the crowd of onlookers, but there is no one who can use it so wonderfully. Because of the existence of martial arts, there are too many variables, and it is never possible to have exactly the same two martial arts.

"Spread out, spread out."

The ice crystals that were dodged by Murong Fearless shot towards the onlookers, causing a commotion, but fortunately, they all dodged and no one was injured.

The ice crystals that were dodged by everyone continued to shoot out, and finally hit a house, and a large number of ice crystals directly shot through countless holes in the house.

Murong Dreadnought's heavy punch hit from top to bottom, before the punch arrived, the momentum was already achieved, Wei Chen didn't want to take it hard, his figure flashed, he pulled back, Murong Dauntless punched the air, and hit the ground directly.

Bang!

The hard stone ground was blasted out of a large hole by Murong Wudang's punch, and the rubble flew up.

With a punch in the air, Murong Wuxing did not pause at all, flew up, turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed towards Wei Chen's head.

And at this moment, Zuo Qiuming, who sent out a palm, also flashed behind Wei Chen, and the right hand covered by the ice crystals rotated and slammed directly into Wei Chen's heart.

"Caught between two sides, the dust prince is dangerous." Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Just when everyone was worried that Wei Chen would not be able to cope with it, Wei Chen's figure turned into a long series of afterimages.

Although Murong Wudaunt and Zuo Qiuming's moves tried their best to keep up with the changes in the afterimage, in the end, they only scattered one afterimage, and all the attacks failed.

"Emperor Wu is qualified for martial arts, and his magic is ever-changing."

"This speed is too exaggerated, the proud prince and the evil prince can only shoot the afterimage with all their might."

"I don't know what the next two will do, they can't keep up with this speed, and they can't fight at all."

Wei Chen turned into an afterimage to dodge the attacks of the two, the broad sword in his hand disappeared, and a thin sword appeared, his figure paused for a moment, and then at a faster speed, the afterimage drove the sword light and stabbed directly at Murong Fearless.

"Huimen kills the sword with one word!"

The onlookers exclaimed again, Huimen killed the sword with one word, killed with one sword, this is really going to be a killer.

"Fight the stars!"

Facing Wei Chen's sword that turned into sword light, Murong Wudaunt stopped directly, his arm that had been enlarged by the blessing of Wudian returned to its original state, his legs were lightly bowed, his hands were bent lightly, and his palms did not move, but they had turned into phantoms.

"Xuanbing Divine Palm!"

Zuo Qiuming's martial arts around his body merged into his right palm, and the ice crystals around his body and the ice sand that swirled around his hands all disappeared, only the cold air swirling in his hands, and the air seemed to freeze when he moved slightly.