Prince Qian's speed is terrifyingly fast.

Yue Yumo, who was beside Mo Yuchen, squeezed the handle tightly and stared intently at the people in Taichung.

"I've long heard that this prince Qian is a person with great luck, and that's right!"

"It seems that he has had another adventure this time!"

"In the future, I'm afraid that this Dongyun Empire will rise again!"

In Yue Yumo's tone, boundless jealousy was revealed.

On the pulpit.

"Hmph, the True Martial Realm Eightfold is a strong man!"

Wu Ming's face was solemn, but there was not much fear on his face.

At this moment, he didn't dare to have any reservations, and the fivefold cultivation of the True Martial Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

However, despite this, he was able to withstand Prince Qian's attack.

Boom!

Wu Ming's legs bounced up, quickly dodging the sword-sharp folding fan in Prince Qian's hand.

However, he had just leapt in mid-air, in full view of everyone.

Suddenly, a super-large machete appeared in his hand for no apparent reason.

On the viewing platform, except for Mo Yuchen, there were already all the sect elders.

Everyone else stared at the scene in front of them in amazement.

"How is it possible, where did his broadsword come from!"

"yes, I didn't see him use any weapons just now. ”

"Could it be that his broadsword is folded?"

......

Everyone watching the battle was in an uproar.

At this time, everyone present realized that Wu Ming's bare hands just now were not his true strength.

It was only now, in the battle with Prince Qian, that he was forced to use his final strength.

"Qiankun Ring!"

"I'm afraid this Wu Ming also has a lot of chances!"

Mo Yuchen's pupils shrank, and he was touched by Wu Ming's suddenly exposed Qiankun Ring.

If he hadn't had the treasure of the Chaos Tower.

Mo Yuchen also had the Qiankun Ring some time ago, by chance.

And it was a blind cat that met a dead mouse and masturbated it on the seriously injured and dying blue gun.

Otherwise, he still hasn't even seen the shadow of the Qiankun Ring.

However, this Wu Ming in front of him, his knife is nearly three meters long, and it can be put into the Qiankun ring.

It shows that the space of his Qiankun ring is much larger than that worn on Mo Yuchen's hand.

At the same time, it is not difficult to see that his encounter is definitely extraordinary.

Xuan Ming Slash!

As soon as Wu Ming made a move, he was full of strength, and his aura was surging.

This knife, with the momentum of thunder, plundered Prince Qian.

Vajra Protector!

The fan in Prince Qian's hand shook, and the aura on his body emanated.

easily blocked Wu Ming's all-out blow, and he didn't even take half a step back under his feet.

Prince Qian really lived up to his reputation, and Wu admired it. ”

Wu Ming's eyes were even more solemn, and he said in surprise.

"Less nonsense, stay alive!"

Prince Qian spit out a sentence indifferently.

The figure flickered again, as if it had turned into a ghost, floating towards Wu Ming.

Those who watched the battle seemed to be extremely slow.

However, only Wu Ming, who is the person concerned, knows how terrible this prince is to be rich.

Float and be unpredictable.

It gives him a feeling of being powerful and nowhere to go.

The next moment, Wu Ming saw that Prince Qian was invincible, and the ruthlessness in his eyes lit up.

I saw that the big knife in his hand quickly cut through his limbs.

The words in his mouth are chattering.

"This is the secret art of life sacrifice!"

"Is this little doll crazy?"

"Although he can gain strength for a short time, maybe he will lose his mind because of it!"

"No wonder when he first appeared, the old man always felt that this kid had some evil sects, and it turned out that he had practiced evil arts. ”

......

The sect elders on the viewing platform exclaimed in surprise, chattering nonsense.

Seeing this scene, Prince Qian also stopped and let him chatter.

He didn't intend to interrupt his sacrifice, but stood still, slowly put away the folding fan, and took out a beautiful sword.

For him, there was only Wu Ming in the fifth level of the True Martial Realm, and even if he completed the sacrifice, it would be the same thing.

It's better to be generous, let him finish the sacrifice, and defeat him in the open.

In this way, we can trample on Wu Ming's dignity and make these talented teenagers present afraid of themselves.

At the same time, it can also satisfy his own proud and arrogant heart.

Drink!

Wu Ming looked up to the sky and roared, and the yin qi on his body was swirling.

Wu Ming, who looked honest and honest just now, has become very evil and weird at this time.

The three-meter broadsword in his hand was also dyed scarlet by the blood he shed, and the blade continued to exude a breathtaking black qi.

At this moment, Prince Qian moved.

He still stepped on the ghost step under his feet, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

Directly took Wu Ming, and the whole person flashed into a slender ray of light.

Even the sound of breaking the air made a piercing sound that made people can't help but cover their ears.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Wu Mingwei laughed, and the big knife in his hand was slowly raised.

Don't dodge, don't dodge, go straight to the prince of money.

Shout!

The next moment, Prince Qian had already appeared in front of Wu Ming, and the long sword in his hand was about to cut off his head.

But at this time, Wu Ming's big knife also slashed over.

As a last resort, Prince Qian could only collect his sword to defend.

Bang!

The giant machete slashed at him, and Prince Qian's feet were like old farmers planting seedlings.

was directly stabbed into the ground by Wu Ming, embarrassed.

It didn't meet the expectations of Prince Qian just now.

Wow!

"Hahaha, Wu Ming, chop him quickly!"

"Come on, do it again, and bury him alive. ”

......

Everyone at the scene erupted into fierce cries.

All of them fell in one piece, and no one looked at Prince Qian.

At this time, the little princess held Mo Yuchen's hand tightly and squeezed it tightly.

She very much hopes that this Wu Ming can finish off the prince at this moment.

Mo Yuchen felt the mood of the beauties around him.

He patted her hand gently, signaling her not to be nervous.

Then, Mo Yuchen's eyes looked at the podium again, unwilling to let go of every minute and second of observing Prince Qian.

Prince Qian was annoyed and angry, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

"Wu Ming, you are looking for death. ”

"Don't you think that if you complete the sacrifice, you will be able to win against me?"

Prince Qian's murderous intent was great, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"It's just wishful thinking. ”

Prince Qian drank violently.

I didn't see how hard he worked, a pair of feet stuck in the ground, and rose to the sky.

The strong aura on his body also continued to converge into the sword at this time.

"Wu Ming, give me death!" Prince Qian roared with tears in his eyes.

In his life, he has never been so disgraced as he is today.

Bright sanctions!

Shout!

Netherworld Blade!

The evil color on Wu Ming's face suddenly froze.

Then he slashed out in great fright, trying to block Prince Qian's powerful blow.

However, Prince Qian's bright sanction seemed to be a natural restraint on Wu Ming's evil spirit.

Unexpectedly, with the momentum of devastating and decaying, he directly smashed Wu Ming's attack.

Bang! Bang!

Three loud bangs rang out.

After Wu Ming fell under the preaching platform, the evil qi on his body quickly dissipated.

And his originally strong body soon turned into a skinny appearance.

And Prince Qian, at this moment.

His face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, apparently with a lot of internal injuries.

At this time, on the viewing platform.

Yue Yumo solemnly said to the young man: "Mo Yuchen, take care of my imperial sister." ”

Immediately, Mo Yuchen was not allowed to react.

Yue Yumo's figure swept out violently and rushed towards Prince Qian on the podium......