"Boy, the prince asked you to be a dog, this is you, it is the greatest glory of your family, you don't even know how to lift!"

"This is the current prince, you'd better think it through yourself!"

"Boy, how dare you talk to the prince, you want to rebel!"

"Look. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zheng Shiyi looked back at the side and said with a smile: "Look at these people, it's these dogs who are wrong." Is there a better dog than them? The master didn't say anything, and they immediately barked. What a good dog, I'm thrilled to see it. If the prince doesn't want them one day, I really don't mind taking them in.

What about you? Do you want it? I'll split the two of you then?"

Standing on the side, he looked at Zheng Shiyi with a wry smile, this Zheng Shiyi, he was provoking the prince, he ...... What did he think, it was really over now.

"Boy, I think you've lived too long!"

"Die!"

More than a dozen princes drew their weapons one by one and surrounded them in the direction of Zheng Shiyi, bursts of killing intent poured out, and the killing intent alone seemed to be about to tear this side of the world apart.

How long has it been, as the prince's subordinates, that they have not been insulted like this for too long.

Today, there was a boy who didn't know the height of the sky and insulted them to their faces.

Mid-stage of the Oneness Realm?

It is indeed not easy to reach the middle stage of the unity realm at a young age, but so what?

He will die today!

"Amitabha!" Suddenly a Buddha horn sounded, and he suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Zheng Shiyi.

"Bald donkey, are you going to be an enemy of the crown prince and the dynasty?" Among the dozen or so people, a middle-aged man who looked fierce and vicious, and had an unusually burly figure, walked to the front with a sneer, stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and said, "You think that you are a disciple of the Qingwen Academy, so we don't dare to kill you?"

"This matter has nothing to do with the Qingwen Academy. Hearing this, he immediately shook his head and said, "The little monk doesn't want to be an enemy of the royal family, but he ...... The little monk is presiding over the justice he deserves for this benefactor. The martial arts saint left his whole life in the ancient tomb, hoping that someone would get it.

Since this donor has obtained it, then he is the person who is destined for it, I think...... The martial arts saint also doesn't want to see the essence obtained by his destined person, so it will be snatched away, so ......"

This little monk.

Zheng Shiyi shook his head lightly, knowing that he was really too confused by the people of the Qingwen Academy, what is the use of him saying this at this time, where will anyone listen to him.

It's just that this kid persuaded himself not to conflict with the prince all the way, but now, he has stood up. On the other side is the prince, and it takes a lot of courage to be the enemy of the prince!

"What is destined for people and not destined for people, today Lao Tzu will tell you that everything that is favored by the prince is the prince's. There is a destined person, as long as the prince sees it, the prince is a destined person. ”

The middle-aged man on the opposite side sneered, the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged, his face was cold, he waved his war knife, suddenly stepped forward and slashed down.

With a swing of the knife, the sound of hunting wind came out in the air, and the war knife, which originally looked like it was only four feet long, instantly grew to a foot and a half long, and the air burned wherever the blade passed, and from a distance, it looked like a moving fire dragon.

The temperature around him rose sharply at this moment, and the long knife slashed, and every weed on the ground seemed to be ignited, making a crackling sound.

The burning war knife, still three meters away from Ran, was lifted to the highest point, and as the man's arm fell suddenly, the battle knife that was lifted to the highest point was like a shock falling from a genius, and it was slashed towards Ran's head with a thunderous momentum.

Eight Heavenly Dragons!

Suddenly, two golden dragon-like auras with bowl mouths as if rushing up from the ground suddenly appeared on his side, and in an instant, he was like a dragon-descending arhat from the heavenly realm.

The moment the sword fell, his body flashed to the side.

The sword that seemed to be able to devour everything, with a raging flame, almost slashed against his right shoulder, and the sword qi poured down, slashing heavily from the ground, making a loud thud.

A crack more than half a meter deep was cut out of the ground, and the ground around the crack was even blackened, and bursts of sparks splashed in all directions.

"Huh, dodged?"

The man's face showed a look of surprise, and at the same time he leaned forward, and the war knife that was about to touch the ground swept horizontally, like a mace swept up, sweeping towards Ran with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

With a sweep, a strong wind blew, and the air around it seemed to be instantly shattered by this sword with endless might, and there was a whining sound.

On the other side, he looked at the incoming knife with an indifferent expression, kicked the ground with a slight force on the soles of his feet, and his body rose into the air.

Under the soles of the feet, the sword qi swept out like a half-moon slashed, and on the ground, countless weeds instantly turned into powder and flew up in the wind.

"Dodged again?" The man looked at the monk who had dodged his attack twice in a row, and it seemed that he had dodged his attack with great ease, and a touch of surprise appeared on his face.

I'm afraid I'm not his opponent.

"Quick, let's get on it!"

The man shouted, and for a while, more than a dozen people surrounded him in the direction of Ran.

Behind the crowd, Xiang Tian stood proudly, like a king descending from the sky, with a group of lofty breaths from the bones, looking down at Zheng Shiyi opposite.

"You really want to do it? You're not alone, you still have your family, your sect. ”

"You're threatening me? Your words may be useful to them, but not to me. Zheng Shiyi shook his finger disappreciatively: "Give it to you?" Even if I agree, our sect may not agree. What's more, I'm not satisfied with your attitude. If you get down on your knees now, I can think about it, think about it. ”

"Kneel?" Xiang Tian's two sword eyebrows fought to the middle like caterpillars, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face, he heard correctly, what did this young man say? Let yourself kneel?

"It's funny, it's funny. Are you trying to use this to make Prince Ben angry?" Xiang Tian couldn't see any anger on his face after he was stunned, and a strange smile even appeared on his handsome face: "It's a pity that you are not qualified enough. ”

Xiang Tian stretched out a hand, pointed to the opposite side and shook his head lightly: "It is already a great honor for you that this prince has said so many things to you today, but since you are bent on death, then this prince will give you an even greater glory, that is, to die in the hands of this prince." ”

It sounded calm, there was no anger at all, and he couldn't feel any killing intent falling, and the light on the martial armor on Xiang Tian's body was magnificent, and more than a dozen body protection true qi lingered around his body like a swimming dragon.

No, why can't you feel his breath?

Zheng Shiyi looked at Xiang Tian opposite, his brows furrowed tightly, he could clearly feel that Xiang Tian's breath was constantly rising, it had reached the point of suffocation, but the strange thing was that he didn't seem to feel his breath.

When martial artists are fighting, they often lock the opponent's direction by sensing the opponent's breath, but now it is difficult to feel Xiang Tian's breath!

Suddenly, a whistling sound came from the air.

The whistling sound seemed to come from Xiang Tian's mouth, and the sound was full of majesty and domineering, but if you listened carefully, it felt like a divine dragon flying down from the sky, and the voice was full of cruelty.

Above Xiang Tian's arm, a series of sounds that seemed to be broken mountains and rivers sounded one after another, and his originally normal fist instantly skyrocketed to the size of his head.

The aura that lingers in the fist is like the head of a roaring dragon, and it blasts out with one punch!

The whole arm roared out like a giant dragon shuttling through the clouds and mist, and the impact of the air formed a wave of qi as thick as an arm, and smashed towards Zheng Shiyi with lightning speed.

Under the punch, circles of ripples rippled in the air, and you could even faintly see that there seemed to be subtle cracks in the surrounding space.

Under a single punch, the power is incomparable, and it seems to be able to shatter the sun, moon and stars.

Under this punch, the air around him seemed to be struck and compressed wildly, and Zheng Shiyi felt as if he was shrouded in the four walls shrouded by powerful coercion, unable to move at all.

The fist shadow, which was originally only the size of a pinpoint, filled the entire pupil in an instant.

Ten rounds erupted in Zheng Shiyi's body, and a long river of spiritual energy appeared behind him, and the ten spiritual springs rotated rapidly.

Eight desolate steps, triple superimposed!

Syllable!

Zheng Shiyi raised his legs and stepped heavily on the ground, the majestic aura rushed out from under his feet, under the terrifying impact, the coercion of the surrounding restraints shattered, and the ground under his feet exploded suddenly, and the whole person flew out in an instant, and the speed left a virtual shadow like a real person in the same place.

The next moment, a fist shadow fell, smashing into the phantom man he had left behind.

In an instant, a wave of air rolled up like a flood of bursting banks, roaring all the way forward, and instantly crashed into a mound in front of it.

The mound, which didn't look small, shattered with a bang, and puffs of dust flew up into the sky.

Failed?

Xiang Tian looked at his punch that hit the air, and a slight look of doubt appeared on his handsome face, he was the pinnacle of the late stage of the One Realm, and he was only one opportunity away from breaking through to another realm.

It can even be said that his current strength cannot be regarded as a true unity realm.

But when he fell with such a punch, the kid in front of him, who was only in the middle of the Unity Realm, actually dodged it!

This kind of speed is faster than those late stages of the Unity Realm that he encountered before, and even some of the peaks of the Unity Realm!

What kind of body is this?

To be able to reach such an astonishing speed in the middle stage of the Unity Realm, if he cultivates by himself, how terrifying will his speed be?

I think he was able to survive in the ancient tomb because of this amazing body.

It seems that he will be left alive for a while, and it will not be too late to kill him after this method is obtained from his mouth.

While Xiang Tian was thinking, a cold wind hit behind him, and the aura in his body suddenly turned, and a wave of qi suddenly shot out behind him.

Zheng Shiyi smashed down with a punch, and suddenly felt that what he hit did not seem to be a wave of qi, but an unshakable mountain, and the sharp pain on his arm seemed to be about to break, and his whole body surged in an instant! )