The True Martial Artists were defeated, not that Yang Jiutian was stronger than the Sky God, but that the martial arts of the True Martial Artists had the effect of restraining Yang Jiutian.

The duel between the two made the others boil with the rest of the war, and with the last three days of the tea party, almost everyone began to get ready to move.

"Qingyu, aren't you going to play?"

Next to the seven-star prince, there is a beautiful woman, and the woman's appearance is actually a little similar to Princess Qingling.

Qingyou shook her head, "No, Childe, I'll just take a look below." ”

The Seven Star Prince sighed, "Can't you let go of that incident?" After all, you and Gongsun Qingling are sisters, even if it is a struggle between the imperial court."

"I understand. ”

The seven-star boy shook his head, stopped talking, stood up and walked out, the generous and decent seven-star robe gave him an extra sense of ease.

"Seven Star Childe has appeared. ”

"I wonder who he's going to challenge?"

Swish!

Near the center of the field, a silver-white iron fan suddenly appeared in the hand of Yu Yi, the seven-star prince, and a wave of fluctuations belonging to the spirit weapon spread.

Ding Yan's heart moved, and he said secretly: There are not many people who use fans as weapons, and fan-type spiritual weapons are even rarer, but it is precisely because of their rarity that they are more difficult.

"Heavenly Sword Prince, it's time for us to show our hands. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's blood boiled, the Heavenly Sword Boy and the Seven Star Prince, both of them were true dragon-level geniuses.

"It's okay, after watching so many duels, it's time to shoot the event. Huangfu Chen nodded, drank the water in the teacup in one gulp, and swept it out.

As the fourteenth genius on the True Dragon List, Heavenly Sword Gongzi has no doubt about his strength, he has advanced one place higher than the ranking of the Royal Beast Prince, and as a swordsman, his attack power is even more terrifying, and he is the most likely person to be the first in this Three Domains Tea Party.

"You lost to me last time, and you will still lose to me this time. ”

Huangfu Chen, who was dressed in a gold and black sword suit, was swept by the breeze.

At the last Three Regions Tea Party, the first one was Tianshu Gongzi.

"We'll see!"

Bang!

After speaking, Yu Yi made a move, with a pinch of his thumb, the bright silver iron fan opened, like a peacock opening the screen, and then raised it towards the upper right, drawing a bright silver track.

Whew, hoohoo!

This fan, as if all the wind and vitality between heaven and earth were gathered, and a long dragon-like tornado raged out, rushing towards Huangfu Chen.

"Fan Dance Dragon!"

"The real dragon level is the real dragon level, and the power of easy shots is stronger than our full attack!"

The terrifying wind howled and tore and blew the True Yuan barrier to sway, if the wind of Princess Qingling was light and swift, then the wind of Yuyi, the prince of the Seven Stars, was violent and destructive.

"This trick didn't work for me!"

Huangfu didn't move in the morning, letting the wind rage, he put his fingers together and slashed at the wind dragon that was rushing in front of him.

Laugh at!

A condensed sword qi like substance extended from the tips of his fingers, three feet long, and with Huang Fuchen's stroke, the entire space seemed to be cut open, and the wind dragon was not excluded.

"The Power of Destruction!"

Ding Yan's eyes narrowed, and a three-domain tea party actually met two geniuses who used the supreme law.

Unlike the power of killing, the power of killing depends on killing, while the power of destruction requires talent, destroying everything in front of you, completely destroying. Killing is simply killing, and destruction is something more pure than killing.

The reason why the body refining martial artist is so strong is because the physical power in the body of the body refining martial artist contains the attribute of destruction.

"Show your true strength, or the result won't change. Huang Fuchen didn't disperse the Yuan Qi Sword condensed by his fingers, and pointed diagonally at the ground, like a real spirit sword.

"Good!"

Yu Yi smiled and walked over step by step, the iron fan in his hand was just a slight wave, and the entire Yunxiao Jiangshan Platform suddenly had a vision.

Through the Cloud Palace, what is sprinkled at this time is no longer sunlight, but pieces of silver-white starlight, the starlight fills the entire Yunxiao River, and everyone seems to have come to the interstellar, like a dream.

Outside the Yunxiao Palace, the many warriors gathered in the inner city of Yunxiao at this time stared at each other, looking at the starlight that suddenly radiated down in surprise.

"How can there be starlight during the day?"

"It's the Seven Star Son who made a move!"

"I didn't expect the seven-star boy to make a move in the last three days of the tea party, I don't know who is fighting him?!"

Inside the Hall of Clouds.

"Fan the starlight. ”

Yu Yi waved out, and the bright silver iron fan condensed a ball of starlight, and with this fan out, the diffuse starlight fluctuated suddenly, forming countless fierce qi that swept towards Huangfu Chen.

"Yes, I've figured it out, but I'm not standing still. Huang Fu Chen rose from the ground, his body was like a spirit sword, his edge was exposed, his hand commanded, and the Yuan Qi sword condensed by countless Dao Yuan Qi suddenly twisted, and then straightened, and a sword stabbed out.

Laugh at!

This sword is incomparably condensed, and it smells of destruction.

"Sword Annihilation!"

Just like the name, Huang Fuchen's sword stabbed out, and the sword qi he stimulated suddenly collapsed, however, this is not the end, it has just begun, the collapsed sword qi formed countless fierce sword lights, radiating towards the starlight, stabbing the starlight out of small sword holes, no matter how the starlight makes up for it, it can't repair the dense sword holes.

Ding Ding Ding!

The iron fan in Yu Yi's hand blocked the sword light, and his figure floated out with the help of strength, and his eyes moved down, and he suddenly found that there was a small sword hole left on the iron fan.

"Shhh

The people watching the battle around all gasped, and their eyes widened one by one, what kind of sword qi is this, even a spiritual weapon can pierce it.

"It's really strong!" Ding Yan was surprised in his heart, the Heavenly Sword Boy was worthy of being a true dragon-level genius who was stronger than the Imperial Beast Prince, just this sword, it could be compared to the Phoenix Xing of the Imperial Beast Prince's Fox Injury, not to mention that this was not Huangfu Chen's hole card.

Unlike the rest of the swordsmen, Ding Yan only felt the sword intent and the power of destruction in Huangfu Chen, and never felt the fluctuations of the rest of the artistic conception again, even the true yuan was also an extremely sharp sword element.

The seven-star robe fluttered, Yu Yi's face froze, and the iron fan in his hand turned around, and then it shook out.

"Fan Dance Star Kill!"

Poof!

Countless starlight permeating the clouds and mountains converged to form a flickering cold star, and the cold star diffused a murderous force, like a star in the starry sky, flashing with awe-inspiring brilliance.

"Good, yes, it's worth my sword!"

Huang Fuchen stood in mid-air, the storage spirit ring flashed, and a spirit sword appeared in his hand, the spirit sword body was golden, the handle was black, and it was full of mysterious aura.

"Sword burial!"

Recite!

The earth-shattering sword roared into the sky, and a terrifying sword light broke through the shackles of the Cloud Palace, soaring straight into the sky, stirring the countless vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and then the heaven and earth changed, as if there was only gold and black, covering the sky and the sun.

"Ishei's primary supernatural powers!"

Yu Yi's face was shocked, he didn't expect that the Heavenly Sword Gongzi would comprehend Yicheng's divine power one step ahead of him, and his fan dance star kill was an eight-point fire divine power, and in the face of this sword, it was impossible to block it.

Burst!

The bright silver iron fan in his hand was pierced, and a fierce sword qi penetrated through, shattering the defenses of the Seven Star Prince, and a trace of blood splattered.

In the eyes of everyone, Emperor Fu Chen, the prince of the Heavenly Sword, seemed to be standing on the top of the peak, looking down on the world, and the spirit sword in his hand was cut out, covering the sky with a sword.

"Sure enough, the Seven Star Princes still failed to defeat the Heavenly Sword Prince!"

"I didn't have the last one, but this one is the last chance. ”

"For them, there is a chance in the future!"