Ye Feifei and Pang Guosheng immediately became nervous, they were outside the Red Dust Valley, and the town was naturally not afraid of anything, it was easy to do something to them.

Ye Feifei frowned, and snorted coldly, "Zhenli Hou, we didn't provoke you, but you snatched love with a sword, the two of us are the lords of a single domain, and you are still the current prince, could it be that you have forgotten the rules set by the Seven Venerables?"

The rule set by the Seven Venerables is that they can't bully their subordinates beyond two levels, and the prince is two levels higher than the domain master, Ye Feifei and Pang Guosheng thought that this guy could be jealous, but the Zhenli Hou sneered.

"Qizun? Do you still think that the white lord can protect you? After today, I'm afraid that a new pattern will appear in this world, that kind of rule is just used to restrict you ant-like characters, aren't you powerful, aren't you standing out for Su Changqing, today I will let you have a long memory!"

After that, Zhenli Hou directly threw out a flying sword and stabbed at the two, but their cultivation was too low, if they improved their cultivation a little more, they would definitely be able to see the flying sword thrown out by Zhenli Hou, with a thin thread, which was a silk thread condensed by mana to control the flying sword.

The faces of the two changed greatly, with their cultivation they couldn't compete with Zhenli Hou at all, they immediately turned around and ran, running at almost the fastest speed in their lives, everyone only felt that the figures of the two had disappeared with a flower in front of them.

But even with such a fast speed, it was still less than one-tenth of the flying sword, and the flying sword controlled by Zhenli Hou was like a ghost, snake-like and straight into it!

Burst!

Rao is Ye Feifei has countless combat experience and extremely fast reaction speed, but he was still stabbed by this flying sword, fortunately, he was wearing a magic weapon, and when he turned around in the air, the flying sword only stabbed the thigh, and did not hurt the vital point.

Pang Guosheng saw that Ye Feifei was injured, and immediately took out a magic weapon to start fighting, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, even if the two of them used their magic weapons, they could not resist the invincibility of this flying sword.

A flying sword stabbed Pang Guosheng Ye Feifei into the flesh, desperately dodging, covered in blood, but Zhenli Hou stood with his hands in his hands, heroic.

This is the gap in strength, this is the power of the prince!

After all, the prince lives in the outer heavens, and like the Seven Statues, the dragon sees the head but not the tail, everyone only knows his name, but not his person, and sometimes even feels that the prestige of the prince is not as great as the Holy Lord, but when I see it today, the heroism of the prince is really no less than the Seven Lords, and the strength is really overwhelming.

More and more monks gathered at the gate of the Red Dust Valley, and even the Holy Lords of all parties came to join in the fun, after all, it was not so easy for them to see the prince once.

At the gate of Red Dust Valley, a cat-and-mouse trick was staged, and Zhenli Hou was rejected by Murong Fei, and there was already anger in his heart, and the means were more like drama, and the flying sword was like threading a needle, breaking the blood flow of the two people's heads.

Ye Feifei and Pang Guosheng were overwhelmed, and immediately gritted their teeth, their lower abdomen bulged, and rushed towards Zhenli Hou, obviously wanting to blow up their dantian.

The corners of Zhen Lihou's mouth hooked up a sneer, "I can't help myself." ”

Enough of the tricks, the flying sword went directly to the throats of the two.

"Aren't you Su Changqing's brother, why didn't I see that little bastard come to save you?"

The flying sword gradually enlarged in the pupils, and the two of them couldn't help but show a look of despair, they couldn't imagine that the gap between them and the prince was so big.

At this moment, suddenly a cyan figure flashed, like lightning, the speed was unbelievable, and it wasn't even until his figure flew over the middle of the day, and the wind that brought it up blew across his face, this speed, this cultivation, who is it?

Sonor!

After a buzz, everyone's eyes followed the figure just now, only to see a pitch-black heavy sword floating in the air, a man in a green shirt standing on top of the heavy sword, his posture is tall, heroic, his facial features are upright and angular, there is a touch of indifference and solemnity between his eyebrows, and his eyes seem to despise everything and see through the void.

Holding one hand in front of his chest, he stretched out two fingers, holding the flying sword that made the two of them flee in embarrassment, and the sound seemed to come from the Nine Shadows Ice Palace.

"Who did you just say is the little bastard?"

Syllable!

At the same time, the man clamped his fingers, and the flying sword broke in response, and when the indestructible flying sword broke, the audience was silent.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the person who had broken the flying sword of Zhenli Hou with just two fingers was Su Changqing!

Seeing Su Changqing's figure, everyone was stunned, did he really dare to appear?

What does the words of Zhenli Hou mean just now, they are all clear, they are all people who are mixed with the official, this kind of thing does not need to be said at all, the white lord is seriously ill, it is obvious that the limit is coming, once the white lord dies, the person who takes over the position of the white lord is naturally Zhenli Hou.

This is about to become the top person in the world!

How did Su Changqing have this guts?

Murong Fei, who was in the Red Dust Valley, suddenly opened his eyes, with a happy smile on his face, and did not squint, as if there was only that man in his eyes.

Several spirits next to him also smiled and said, "Little Feifei, this is your man, it looks really stronger than that big old man, hahaha!"

Murong Fei didn't speak, just smiled in return, and this smile made many spirits jealous to death.

"Hey, this woman is really, Xiao Feifei has been with us for so long, and she doesn't see her laugh once every day when she tells jokes, and the man hasn't spoken to her yet, but his face is full of smiles, and it is really the water spilled by his married daughter. ”

These spirits are all guys who have cultivated for hundreds of years to attain the Dao, and they simply regard Murong Fei as their daughter, and this place is like Murong Fei's maiden family.

Murong Fei's eyes were deep, looking at Sunan in the distance, full of joy.

I met at the end, knew each other in a small way, fell in love with each other in troubled times, and waited for decades, in order to wait for you to pick me up today, no matter how much I suffered, I have no regrets, in this life, you will not marry.

Seeing that Sunan cut off his flying sword with two fingers, Zhenli Hou's pupils suddenly shrank, this Su Changqing really hid his strength, this guy can't be the Martial Emperor Realm now, just with the hand just now, at least the fifth-grade Divine Monarch or above, but even so, in front of him, he is still like an ant.

Zhen Lihou clenched his hands into fists, the mana in the heart of his fist condensed, and the space around his fist began to tremble, making it difficult to see his fist.

This is the strength of the Sage Realm, the power of the Martial Emperor Realm for the first time in the space, the Sage Realm controls the laws of the realm, and if you can reach the Sage Realm, you can really use the power of the realm.

Sunan stood with one hand, floating on the flying sword, his face was not happy or sad, his eyes were indifferent, he gently pushed his palm forward, and a sound of void shattering suddenly came from his palm, and the space around the entire palm also trembled.

Su Changqing, a saint realm.

(End of chapter)