Meng Qingchen's face changed, he didn't expect that Su Xiaoyu could perform other magical swordsmanship in addition to the Five Elements Sword Qi, and the power inspired by these five sword qi was sharp enough to threaten the Natal Sword. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ding ding!" The natal sword continued to swing continuously, resisting the five sword qi, Meng Qingchen took advantage of this moment, took two steps back, and looked at the five sword qi that suddenly appeared.

A pretty face immediately turned into iron blue, the attributes and aura of these five sword qi were all too familiar to her, and it was Ye Mo's nine-pole sword qi.

This bastard, when the person left, even gave the Nine Extremes Sword Qi to this cheap woman, and she actually used Ye Mo's sword qi against herself at this moment.

Meng Qingchen was so angry that he was smoking, and the natal sword was mixed with the bell sound of the soul snatcher bell, constantly facing Su Xiaoyu and shrouded the past, and the battle between the two immediately fell into a state of anxiety again, and no one could help anyone.

The most dazzling battle on the field is, of course, the battle between Feng Wublade and the crown prince, both of whom are extremely strong at the peak of the pyramid of the world, and have terrifying powers.

At this moment, the sword light floated, and it didn't look very strong, but in fact, between each move, it was the most subtle display of the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, and neither of the two dared to be careless, and the chess match the opponent.

One is a genius and powerhouse of the older generation, and the other is a terrifying figure who is stunning in the world, and the battle between them is enough to serve as a model for countless disciples to observe and learn.

Everyone's moves have never been used, and when they are old, they immediately change their moves, because before the moves are delivered, they already feel that the other party has discovered their intentions, and they can only change their attack methods.

The prince's every move and style is extremely powerful, and the attack power is superb, and the bladeless sword qi of the wind, relying on the power of circulation, is so clever that even if the prince attacks like a storm, he still can't break through his defenses.

And the prince also has reservations in his heart, he doesn't dare to attack unscrupulously, Feng Wublade's opponent is different from previous opponents, he doesn't dare to fight against the water, if he leaves the slightest flaw for Feng Wublade, it will be fatal to himself.

Therefore, the prince fought very conservatively, and the battle between the two was even more anxious than the battle between Su Xiaoyu and Meng Qingchen, and in the blink of an eye, they had already collided with each other more than a hundred moves, and they were still equal.

The battlefield on the side of the prince and Meng Qingchen is quite stable, but the battle of the others is not so optimistic.

After all, the disciples on Feng Wublade's side had a numerical disadvantage, and although the leading figures such as the Son of Freedom had limited the number of opponents to the greatest extent, just a few of them were not enough.

Therefore, the battle is more and more inclined to the side of the prince, and there are already injuries on Feng Wublade's side, and many core disciples with low cultivation have even reached a very serious level.

It can only make the Xiaoyao Holy Son and the others shrink into a defensive circle and protect the injured disciples in the center, but in this way, the pressure on the Xiaoyao Holy Son and the others has also greatly increased.

It is also thanks to the superior combat effectiveness of the foreign affairs elders, relying on the particularity of the law of space, the joint efforts of the task elders and the punishment elders alone will not be left behind, otherwise once these elders join the battle circle, it will be a fatal blow to the core disciples of the wind bladeless side.

Feng Wuji's brows have gradually furrowed, the crown prince has the entire Shenxiao Gate behind him, and the disciples he brought at this moment are only a part of it, if his own side has an advantage, he is likely to summon more reinforcements.

But for themselves, as long as these people in front of them can be used, so even if they can hold on at this moment, it is only a short insistence, and in the absence of any reinforcements, they still have no other way to retreat from the enemy.

Thinking of this, Feng Wublade's mind gradually tightened, it can't go on like this, although the disciples such as the Holy Son of Freedom have superb combat effectiveness, but in the long run, just the consumption will make them tired to deal with.

Therefore, it is necessary to retreat, let's leave here first, and then talk about it, the prince doesn't dare to go too far away from Shenxiao Gate, that will lose the initiative, and Feng Wujian has been the deputy head for so many years, whether there are hole cards under his hand, he doesn't dare to bet.

After paying attention, Feng Wujian snorted coldly, and the sword qi changed suddenly, and the circulating circular sword qi immediately turned into a dense sword rain, and between each sword qi, there was a bit of interconnected aura.

Intertwined with each other, contradicting each other, they swarmed towards the prince.

The prince smiled faintly: "Are you finally going to take the initiative?"

The sword qi in his hand conjured up a series of avenue textures, and between each texture, there was a sword qi, which was sprinkled towards the sword rain without a blade, and immediately resisted all the sword rain, allowing those sword qi rains to fall on the defensive circle like a banana.

Feng Wujian frowned, the blade of the sword turned, and a sword slashed towards the core disciples who were surrounding the Joyful Holy Son and the others, and the terrifying sword aura spread out more than forty zhang in length, as if it was a giant axe that opened the sky.

The prince's face changed: "As the deputy head, it is really shameless to do it to ordinary core disciples, it seems that you will not be allowed to be the deputy head of the Shenxiao Sect, this decision is not wrong." ”

Seeing that the core disciples on his side were desperately resisting Feng Wublade's blow, a little pale color flashed on his face, and the prince's gaze became more and more gloomy.

Wind Blade was able to create a gap under his own attack to create a chance for those under him to win, this was completely a naked provocation to himself, and he would never allow others to step on his shoulders to reach the top.

Therefore, the prince was furious, and the long sword in his hand immediately let out a terrifying humming sound.

The sword qi crisscrossed one by one, smashing the sword rain that Feng Wublade conjured up, and at the same time, those scattered sword qi strangled towards Feng Wublade again.

Because Feng Wujian departed a part of his mind to help his disciples with a blow, in the face of the prince's blow, he immediately lost his first move, and could only retreat towards the rear.

At the same time, the long sword in the palm of his hand slashed out, forming a series of sword qi light shields, resisting the prince's fierce and terrifying sword qi.

"Do you dare to be distracted by fighting with me, I see that you are impatient!" The prince snorted coldly, and the sword qi smashed the sword qi light shield that Feng Wublade had laid out in a hurry, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and he soon rushed to the front of Feng Wuji.

Feng Wudao's face changed, and his free left hand drew a circle in the air, forming a dense shield of light, forcibly resisting this sword qi, but his face involuntarily turned a little pale. ，

The Dao Fruit on the top of his head continued to shoot down rays of light, recovering from the injuries in his body, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the battle of his high fingertips was often a matter of an instant.

Because Feng Wujian was concerned about the safety of his disciples, he gave the prince a chance to win, and the prince was also a master who had grown up in countless actual battles.

Therefore, the grasp of the battle situation has also reached a terrifying level, this blow shocked Feng Wublade, and immediately did not delay, the sword qi staggered, forcing Feng Wublade to retreat again and again.

Feng Wuji took advantage of this moment and reluctantly recovered some of his disadvantages, but the prince's moves were dense and extremely continuous, so he didn't have a chance to continue to adjust his state at all.

It's just that after dozens of moves, more than ten wounds have appeared on Feng Wublade's body, two of which are already deeply visible, especially the one on the shoulder, if it wasn't for the timely dodge, I'm afraid that one arm would have been removed.

The prince's cold eyes flashed with a hint of vitality, and he looked at Feng Wujian and sneered: "Don't do any more indifferent struggles, with you people, you can't turn up the big wind and waves at all, if it weren't for the need to use you to attract Ye Mo out, none of these people can escape, Feng Wuji, give up resistance!"

Feng Wujian laughed, and couldn't help coughing violently twice: "Give up, everyone in front of you, as long as you don't die, will become a nail on your growth path in the future, and it will not change at any time, so we won't give up at all, because giving up is equivalent to death, how can you tolerate us if you are so narrow-minded?"

A trace of hideousness flashed in the prince's eyes: "Since you don't know what to do, let's die first!"