Chapter 42: The Prince of the End

No matter how long the road is, there will be an end!

When the last rays of the sun's afterglow were swallowed up by darkness, the chill between heaven and earth seemed to envelop the entire Dragon Slaying Ditch in an instant.

The celestial phenomena that were originally walking side by side with Hao Yunyang seemed to have been carried away by the darkness and disappeared.

Hao Yunyang stood in place, closing his eyes and feeling the slightest change in his surroundings.

In the dark night, the wind blows, and the moisture in the air condenses into tiny ice particles in an instant, and the wind shoots with the fierce wind.

Hao Yunyang's clothes suddenly swelled when the wind approached, and the ice particles that shot at him like steel needles in the wind actually made a crisp knocking sound like dense metal collision on his clothes.

The wind swept swiftly past Hao Yunyang's side and disappeared into the night, and a flying sword made of shadowless and formless ice followed closely behind and stabbed towards Hao Yunyang's eyebrows.

Hao Yunyang's eyes opened, and he suddenly exhaled, and a scorching wave of qi erupted from his mouth, heading towards the Ice Ridge Sword that pierced the center of his eyebrows.

When the ice ridge meets the heat wave, it is instantly melted by the heat contained in the heat wave and turns into a wisp of white mist.

Hao Yunyang drew his sword with his backhand, and his figure disappeared into the night in a flash. In the inaccessible primeval jungle of the Dragon Slaying Ridge, there was a roar and the stirring sound of swords colliding.

Hao Yunyang's fight with the celestial phenomena slowly moved from the edge of the forest to the depths of the jungle.

From time to time, the snowflakes falling in the sky and the sudden fire in the forest collided constantly, stirring up a thunderous sound.

Countless beasts and birds were frightened by the fierce fight between the two and fled in all directions.

This is a contest between water and fire, and it is also a passionate collision between the two major cultivation forces in the world!

The night wore on, and the sounds of fighting in the jungle died down as dawn came.

When Hao Yunyang and the celestial phenomena reappeared in front of everyone, they seemed to be the same as before they left.

The two chose to stop fighting at dawn, because they knew that the only outcome of the fight would be to die together.

It was really unjust for an outsider to die in battle, so the two chose to stop together.

Hao Yunyang, who had been killing all night, was still as proud as ever, and the celestial phenomena were still beautiful, but under careful observation, it was not difficult to find that Hao Yunyang's body was trembling slightly, and the celestial phenomena's face was as white as frost.

"Today's battle with the real celestial phenomena is hearty, enough to comfort life," Hao Yunyang laughed, clenched his fists, and stood quietly with the celestial phenomena on the side as a salute.

The fairy in Hao Yunyang's mouth has become a real person.

The fist is hard enough to earn the respect of the opponent, and this rough saying says that all the laws and truths of jungle survival are exhausted.

After the First World War, Hao Yunyang already regarded the celestial phenomena as an equal opponent, so he no longer called the celestial phenomena a fairy in his words.

"Brother Hao, please take care of yourself, the celestial phenomena will not greet the world brother if you have to stay for a while before the mundane affairs are over" The celestial phenomena were as calm as a pool of still water, and the tone was also very flat.

"Okay, Yun Yang will say goodbye," Hao Yunyang turned around and left after clasping his fists again, seemingly forgetting that the purpose of his trip was to come for Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang opened his eyes and looked at Hao Yunyang who was far away, and it didn't seem strange at all that he left them alone.

The covenant between Fengming Mountain and the Qingfeng Dynasty is already as fragile as duckweed in the water, and there is nothing left after a gust of wind and waves, let alone an undying grudge against a secular prince and a force of unfathomable strength like Kunlun Ding!

Liu Qingyang got up in the morning mist and moved his slightly numb body, then reached out to wipe the dew condensed between his eyebrows, and began to tidy up the messy hairstyle on his head, he is a prince, of course, he must pay attention to grooming!

Jing Li, who had been watching him all the time, frowned slightly, and after a long while, he sighed imperceptibly and gave up his plan to persuade Liu Qingyang to give up resistance.

As a man or a former man, Tianxiang understands that a proud man like Liu Qingyang will not be a prisoner of the enemy, and he would rather die in battle than survive in the world.

Although the two are in different camps and different worlds, they are in a hostile relationship, but Tianxiang is full of affection and respect for Liu Qingyang.

This is a respectable opponent, although he is a mortal man, he is a prince who goes to the battlefield and fights the enemy dangerously, although he is defeated, he is never discouraged, and he strives to create a chance for his subordinates to escape after the break of his comrades.

Such a man is a real man, since he has decided to die, then he can only fulfill him and let him die a dignified death.

In this desperate situation, any way to keep him alive would be a humiliation for him!

"Celestial Phenomena Real Man" After Liu Qingyang finished tidying up his appearance, he picked up the knife from the ground and walked eight feet in front of him to stand still, then raised his head and looked at the eyes of the celestial phenomenon and said, "Please"

"Can you talk?" "I swear in the name of Kunlun Ding that I will never let anyone humiliate you, as long as you put down the knife in your hand, you will be the guest of honor of Kunlun Ding"

"Thank you for your kindness" Liu Qingyang raised his knife and invited, "The Qingfeng Dynasty only has a prince who died in battle"

When the words fell, Liu Qingyang drew his knife and slashed out......

The distant mountains are foggy, the wind is nearby, and the forests in the early morning are beautiful and intoxicating.

Liu Qingyang was lying in Wang Dachuan's arms, his face was as calm as water, he looked at the rising sun in the distance, and said lightly, "What a beautiful sun"

The celestial phenomenon was gone, he took the knife of Liu Qingyang's burning essence and immediately retreated, he really didn't want to see the scene of the death of a generation of masters, so he chose to leave immediately.

The cavalry of the Zahu Alliance also retreated like a tide, and Wang Dachuan and the remaining few people in the Xiao cavalry battalion have become the last guards of the prince, which is the glory of the prince, although they are enemies, they cannot but respect the royal power.

"Dachuan" Liu Qingyang said to Wang Dachuan, who was holding him stiffly, "Now, send this king home"

After saying this, Liu Qingyang closed his eyes, and there was no movement between his chest and abdomen.

"Obey the prince's order" Wang Dachuan and the rest of his comrades knelt on the ground and promised, "I will send the prince back to the court"

I stood in the imperial garden and looked at the west, a hint of alarm in my heart, a sadness rose from the depths of my soul and instantly filled my body, and tears couldn't stop coming out of my eyes!

"Big brother" In the dark, I knew that my eldest brother had died in battle on the vast Gobi Desert outside Canglong Ridge, "Why did you leave me alone?"

This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling, the news of the death of the eldest brother has not yet come back, but as a brother, I already know!

At this moment, I began to hate myself for being willing to be plain and unwilling to step into the cultivation realm!

Now that my eldest brother has died outside the border, there is nothing I can do.

The sadness in my heart became stronger and stronger, and I fell to my knees unconsciously, as if I couldn't spit out a breath between my chest and abdomen!

"Why did you take my brother?" I muttered to myself, looking up at the depths of the sky, "since he has died on the battlefield, then his enemy has become my enemy, and whoever kills him, I will find you one by one and bury him with him."

The clear sky suddenly dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thundered!

Heaven seems to be answering my vows!

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao!" I got up and looked up at the cloudy sky, and said lightly, "If you also want to oppose me, I don't mind knocking you to the dust."