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The Buddha nodded with a thousand moves, and it was broken.

The moment the four swords collided before the peace talks, they fell apart and disappeared.

The furious sword spirit, mixed with the majestic aura of thunder and lightning, is vast and full of deterrence. Sweeping thousands of troops like this, the Buddha nodded, and the purple thunder swept away, instantly knocking Fang Tiange away, like a meteor flying upside down.

is also a forty-percent spirit, no matter how strong Tan Weiran's swordsmanship is, how can he break his Buddha nod. Besides, Tan Weiran's cultivation is not as good as him.

"Impossible!" Fang Tiange almost blurted out, this thought lingered in his heart. Only then did he suddenly set off a storm in his heart, and realized something that he had neglected before: "How old is this guy, and he has condensed into forty percent of the sword spirit?!"

First, a lightning-fast sword of the world.

After that, there was a purple thunder sword spirit that swept through thousands of armies.

One after the other, two different sword spirits in succession, successively slashed the Buddha of the Chinese Heavenly Song and nodded. If it was a move Buddha nodded, in the shortest time, he withstood two waves of attacks, and it was because of this that he was broken.

However, the second move is just a thunderbolt sword, what kind of swordsmanship is the first move? It's too fast, and the edge is too exposed.

Fang Tiange gasped: "Third Highness, be careful!"

When Fang Tiange flew upside down, the route was out of the way. A blue light turned into a blue light, and there was no suspense or obstruction to rush through this distance, and it was already like a lightning bolt directly approaching the third prince Cui Siyuan.

One hundred zhang is a fairly short distance for the Spirit Realm.

For Cui Siyuan, it was only a very short-lived thing to talk about Fang Tiange's being swept away by a sword, and talking about the ferocious attack. It was brief enough that he realized it, but he couldn't react when he pounced like a tiger in front of him.

Tan Weiran is a living tiger, as if he can kill him with just one claw. The ferocious momentum of choosing people to devour. made Cui Siyuan's legs tremble involuntarily.

This momentum alone filled Cui Siyuan's bladder with urine.

He is not a genius for practicing qi, and second, he has no understanding of refining skills, if he was not born with the identity of a prince, he has nothing at all. Even so, he trembled for decades. Relying on resources and elixirs, etc., he barely cultivated to the Imperial Qi Realm.

Moreover, the dangerous scene in front of him should not have been what he needed to face.

Fortunately, for now, this talk is like a tiger and wolf, and he doesn't need to deal with it personally. Since he became the most favorable candidate for the next crown prince in an almost self-recommended way, there are certainly more temporary guards sent by Fang Tiange, a "revenge faction", and a divine light sent by the royal family.

As a matter of fact. If it weren't for this, Cui Siyuan ten days ago was completely a waste prince waiting for death in the eyes of outsiders, how could there be so many guards in the mansion before.

"Third Highness, retreat!"

The expression of the strong man sent by the royal family changed drastically, and the person who came was as fierce as a tiger and wolf, killing countless people, and even Fang Tiange flew with a sword. Even if this person is a god in the royal family, he doesn't dare to take it lightly. With a loud shout, Cui Siyuan pulled him behind him, and the loud shout was like a thunderbolt from the sky: "You can only rely on the sword in your hand, and when you enter such a distance, you will be like tying your arms!"

The sound was like a thunderbolt, but it was not just his roar, but also his punch. The mountains shook for a while. caused waves of air to explode, and it was the power of good life.

"Really?"

The scattered voice was cold and solemn, and the cyan streamer arrived in a blink of an eye, and was intercepted by this royal god. A seemingly insipid purple light suddenly attacked, and the streamer changed. Stabbed the man in the ribs from a strange angle.

The lilac sparks brewing at the tip of the sword crackled, flickering with the glow of the golden body. Don't look at the sword spirit condensed on the tip of a small sword, but it is actually highly condensed, how can a mere sixth-order golden body compete with such a sword stab. Seeing that it pierced like slicing tofu, an earthy yellow soft armor appeared to block the fatal blow.

Inner armor, inner armor again!

Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sword stabbed into the sky silently, filled with purple light: "So I hate these families the most, not to mention the number of people, but also a wide range ......of resources, and good equipment!

When encountering this kind of owner with a turtle shell, everyone has to worry about it.

A sword pierced the air, causing endless thunder, and the dark clouds rolled and condensed the thunder and lightning storm that shocked the heart. The purple light was extremely gorgeous, surging like a fog covering the sky, and the terrifying purple thunder aura seemed to envelop this heaven and earth at that moment.

"Third Highness, don't trespass......" A frightened and anxious voice sounded.

At this time, a certain divine aura hidden deep under the purple thunder aura quickly dissipated.

When the purple light that blinded the vision and breath of several breaths dissipated, revealing Tan Weiran's figure, and also revealing the third prince Cui Siyuan, who was clasped by his palm on his shoulder blade, pursed his lips and showed a sarcastic expression to the god-light powerhouse, and said, "I heard that you are looking for him?"

How did he do it?

The Sixth Prince, Mr. Ning and the others, were all angry, and this god-light powerhouse roared wildly, wanting to rush but not daring to rush. The third prince is really going to die, and he really can't find a suitable heir to the throne in the short term.

More than ten days ago, Cui Siyuan was considered a waste prince who ate and waited for death, but in fact, he was not a waste. It's just that, like all the princes of the same generation, they all live under the light of Cui Siju, and even the opportunity to express Xiàn is getting less and less.

Now, the more familiar you are with Cui Siyuan, the more you understand that his ability is actually not bad.

He could see that the royal family didn't like Cui Yanke to continue to sit on the throne, and dared to take the initiative to recommend himself and persuade the two royal families to support him, which was his ability.

Seeing that the Eastward Advance faction was leaderless, and quickly and decisively plunged into it at its lowest ebb, so as to gain its support, this is not a talent.

Knowing that all parties are not very satisfied with him, but he can turn the biggest weakness of his martial arts into the biggest advantage in one breath, and settle all parties in just ten days, this is undoubtedly the embodiment of ability.

The Divine Illumination Realm Spirit Realm, ten hundred at a time, countless people were eyeing each other, talking about it as if they had not seen it, and asked: "I heard that the third prince, do you think it is more appropriate to go east?"

Cui Siyuan's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his voice trembled slightly: "...... Be. ”

Tan Weiran asked again: "I heard that the Third Prince and Wen Younan's gang are very familiar with the remnants of the Seventh Prince who are clamoring to kill my parents and pay for their blood debts. Good relationship?"

The fine and dense sweat washed down Cui Siyuan's forehead: "...... Be. ”

Talking about Weiran's jaw, he asked again: "I heard that you are likely to become the crown prince?"

Suddenly felt a strong sense of danger, and the bladder was eager to urinate again, and Cui Siyuan restrained it with great perseverance. Repeatedly say to himself that he is the future emperor. Absolutely, absolutely no foolishness.

In Cui Siyuan's experience so far, this is the first time in his life that he has been in this kind of assassination scene, and he was not even qualified to be assassinated before.

From the moment he decided to recommend himself, he knew very well that until he was actually canonized as the crown prince, it was his most dangerous period. He did think about being assassinated, such as the Northerners, such as certain sects...... But. Even if he re-stirred his brain eight hundred times, he never expected that the person standing in front of him would be Tan Weiran.

He knew that Tan Weiran was the son of the Marquis of Dongwu, and he was considered to be outstanding in his spiritual cultivation. Unfortunately, it was a short-lived ......

The above is basically all he has to know about the future. Now that he knows, the rumors from the outside world may not be credible. Tan Weiran must have lived much, much longer than him.

"......" was silent for a while, and Cui Siyuan raised his head: "...... Yes!"

An incomparably crisp clicking sound suddenly burst out from Cui Siyuan's body. The entire shoulder blade and neck are twisted into a strange shape. Tan Weiran pursed his lips shallowly: "Then you can die!"

Cui Siyuan could guess why Tan Weiran wanted to kill him, but even if he died, he definitely didn't expect it, so it was over.

For Tan Weiran, pinching him, the next generation of emperors, is no different from pinching a few guards.

Cui Siyuan's eyes widened. It was as if he had been drained of his strength, and he fell down weakly, with bitterness and helplessness in his eyes. Unexpectedly, he just fell before the finish line, and he just had to stretch out his hand again. I could have grabbed the emperor's throne......

When Cui Siyuan fell, there was a moment of dead silence in the huge prince's mansion, and even irrelevant people could detect the horror and panic that filled the air. Immediately, there was one shock and anger after another.

"Thief, you dare!"

"Your Highness?!"

"Talk about it, you ......"

"Third brother!"

Countless people exploded their nests, howling, screaming, roaring angrily, everyone was wrapped in anger and tragedy, as if they had become warriors and pounced on Tan Weiran. Fang Tiange was the first to kill, and it was like a lightning explosion, roaring violently: "You are looking for death, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

As soon as he stepped into the move, Tan Weiran's palm burst out with a beautiful brilliance, swaying with his hands, forcing countless people back. In an instant, he collided with Fang Tiange's sword light, and at the same time that his energy exploded in all directions, he flew over the side of the six princes like lightning, soaring into the sky: "Hahaha, from today onwards, I have to give myself the nickname of 'Prince Killer'!"

The six princes turned around three or four times on the spot, and their bodies cracked into two.

Tan Weiran had just jumped into the sky, and at this moment, a sharp roar full of anger resounded over the capital and went to the prince's mansion. My heart suddenly sank: "Breaking the void is coming!"

Seeing that Fang Tiange was entangled and couldn't get rid of him for a while, not only were others chasing, but the Broken Void Realm was even more likely to chase after him at any time. Tan Weiran Senran: "Fang Tiange, since you are bent on seeking death, I will fulfill you!"

"Senior, help me!"

"Okay, I'll give you thirty breaths. ”

A terrifying aura of breaking the void was stimulated, and the dazzling and dazzling light covered the sky and the sun, not only attracting the attention of others, but also completely enveloping Tan Weiran and Fang Tiange in the light.

"Hahaha, if Thirty Breaths can't kill him with a Fang Tiange, then I shouldn't be his opponent. Tan Weiran laughed loudly, turned around in the air and did not hesitate to pop out the Shutu Sword, and disappeared in one leap.

Almost at the same time, it appeared behind Fang Tiange, condensing his true qi and popping out a sword.

A beautiful burst of brilliance, and the thunder and lightning sword spirit raged endlessly.

As soon as Fang Tiange turned around, his eyes were full of purple and extremely shocked, and he fell into a huge sense of remorse.

Sixty percent of the sword!

Magical powers!

If you knew it, you wouldn't chase it, but this is a person or a monster?

Before being engulfed by the purple thunder and lightning like an angry tide, Fang Tiange was shocked to find that Tan Weiran opened his mouth and spit out a blue light as fast as lightning. (To be continued......)