In the dark night, cloudy clouds avoid the moon, the eldest prince's mansion, Kuntian unsheathed, and death descends.
The sudden murderous intent had no warning, and the situation changed with the sword. In the entire palace, there was only one sword that was stunning.
On the throne, Xuan Zhen recovered from the shock, turned his body sideways, and avoided the sudden sword.
"呲la"
The harsh sound of tearing clothes and fabrics sounded, and blood splashed on Xuanzhen's chest, unable to completely avoid Kuntian's edge.
The opportunity was lost, Xuan Zhen was in crisis, and his figure moved, constantly avoiding the storm-like attack.
In Gu Shengtian's hands, Kuntian's ancient sword moved like lightning, with a cunning and fierce offensive, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers, comprehensively suppressing the eldest prince of the demon who was recovering from serious injuries.
"boom!"
Avoiding the murderous and awe-inspiring sword, unable to avoid the palm force that followed, heavy damage and added body, Xuanzhen stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.
The foothold is not stable, and in front, the sword light once again breaks through the air, and there is no room for breath.
Before the crisis of life and death, Xuan Zhen's expression sank, and he made a decisive decision. He raised his hand and grabbed the former sword, trying to get a chance to breathe.
"呲"
The divine soldier ripped apart flesh and blood, and a harsh rubbing sound sounded. Xuan Zhen endured the severe pain in his left hand, condensed his right fist, and slammed into the sword in front of him.
Fighting for both sides, Gu Shengtian sneered, the sword turned around, and also adopted the fighting method, Kun Tian broke through the bondage and penetrated straight into the former's chest.
"Uh"
Xuan Zhen groaned and was hit hard again.
At the same time, the devil's fists increased his strength, and Gu Shengtian made a firm move, retreating three steps away from his feet, and the corners of his mouth were red.
Injuries are exchanged, and each is injured. One is to buy time, the other is to fight for vitality. Under extreme circumstances, both of them use the most extreme tactics to maximize the damage to each other.
The overwhelming situation of the battle has not changed. However, Xuan Zhen was able to breathe for a moment with one move, holding his right hand empty, and next to the throne not far away, a purple-gold spear flew and fell into the hands of the devil.
At this moment, ahead, the sword's edge is coming again, a sword is reflected in the eyes, and the sky is full of stars.
The sword was extremely powerful, and the star sword came out again. In an instant, countless sword lights appeared in the air, swept towards the demon ahead.
When Xuan Zhen saw this, the Zijin spear swept across the sky, and the gigantic force slammed into the thousands of sword beams that came from the sky. The violent residual energy shook, and the entire palace suddenly shook violently.
The formation pattern manifested, dissipating the residual energy of the war. It was originally to protect the palace, but at this moment, it became the devil's life reminder, the palace blessed by the formation, the king was difficult to break, and all the guards were blocked in front of the palace. Break through the sword energy blockade.
The shattered blood and bones scattered all over the sky, the only entrance, the sword qi vertical and horizontal, blocked all reinforcements.
In the hall, the battle became more and more fierce, the Zijin spear was waving like a dragon, the weapon of kingship showed domineering, the spear body swept across, and the force broke through thousands of troops.
In the dancing spear glow, Gu Shengtian's figure was erratic, his sword moved like a shock wave, and the continuous offensive was pressing down on the king of demons.
Before the crisis of life, Xuanzhen broke out twelve points of combat power, overcame the difficulty of recovering from a serious injury, and Wang Wei was fully displayed between the moves.
After more than a dozen battles, the devil's injuries became heavier and heavier, and Kuntian's offensive became more and more violent, driving people into madness.
Outside the palace, more and more worshipers and guards gathered, and everyone joined forces to bombard the sword formation in front of them.
"Uh"
Suddenly, in the palace of the king, a muffled hum sounded, Xuanzhen's chest, a sword penetrated his body, and then dyed vermilion.
Just as the battle was about to end, in front of the palace, the sword formation collapsed.
The palm of his hand came, and Gu Shengtian felt it. He drew his sword back, and with one sword, he blocked the life-threatening crisis.
The rumbling sound resounded throughout the palace, and with one enemy, Old Sage Tian stepped back half a step, and with a deep shout, shook everyone back.
One move away from chess, reinforcements arrived, Gu Shengtian's expression sank, his figure moved, and he wanted to forcibly kill the devil's life.
A sword soars to the moon, the sword wind freezes the world, and the ultimate move reappears for a moment.
When a palace worshiper saw this, his figure flashed past, and he gathered with all his strength, blocking the front with his own body.
In a blink of an eye, a sword pierced through the chest, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers. In front of Xuanzhen, the worship of the palace that was protecting him was directly destroyed, and his body was powerless to fall.
One worshiper died in battle, and the remaining three kings worshipped the offensive.
Gu Shengtian raised his hand and grabbed the sacrifice of the king's mansion who died in battle, and threw it to the three of them. The figure swept out and continued to kill the first prince in front.
Xuan Zhen retreated, one step, two steps, ten steps, trying his best to avoid the swordsman's murderous intent.
In the rear, the three kings worshiped the worshipers who died in battle with their palms.
The battle of time, the battle of life and death, at this moment, outside the hall, a figure in a dark red battle suit appeared, staring at the battle situation ahead with cold eyes, and did not rush to help.
"Master Xuan Luo, please help!" On the side, the commander of the guards said anxiously.
Xuan Luo heard the words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he stepped into the hall.
The aftermath of the war was shaking, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to half a minute. Xuan Luo looked at the white-hot battle, condensed energy with his right palm, and prepared for a crucial blow.
When it comes to the experts on the battlefield, the powerful aura is hard to ignore.
It was him, who the Thirteenth Prince had mentioned before Linqing.
The situation was tense, and there was no hesitation. Gu Shengtian looked back and waved his sword to shake the three worshipers away. Kuntian in his hand urged Jiyuan again. In an instant, the sun, moon, and stars appeared together, covering the battle situation.
"Thirteen, let me tell your Excellency that you know that fate owes you the half body, and today, he will repay it with a descendant of the emperor's blood!"
The message was brought, and the purpose was undisguised. In the small world, three three elements appeared together, and the ancient sages fought against four with one, and all the demons would be executed.
The sound transmission entered his ears, Xuan Luo frowned slightly, and glanced at the small world shrouded in the battle situation, the figure flashed and swept into the battle situation.
The palm of the hand reached, Jian Feng greeted, with a bang, the aftermath roared violently, and the small world shook violently.
"His Royal Highness, you leave first."
Xuan Luo entered the battle, looked at the eldest prince, and said.
Xuan Zhen nodded and left the battle.
Gu Shengtian stared, the figure flashed, and the sword edge came again.
"Your opponents are them!"
Xuan Luo turned around and blocked the front, temporarily blocking the former's offensive, and immediately stepped on his feet and temporarily left the battle with the eldest prince.
After a moment of blocking, the three worshipers formed a surrounding situation again, blocking the swordsman's offensive.
Outside the battle, Xuan Luo looked at the eldest prince beside him and said, "His Royal Highness heals first, I am His Highness's protector."
"Um"
Xuan Zhen nodded, the heavily wounded body could not be delayed any longer, his eyes were closed, and martial arts suppressed the injury.
The next moment, Xuanzhen's whole body, the magic energy surged, flowing to the wound on the chest, repairing the wound.
In the battle ahead, the battle is getting more and more fierce. The three kings are enshrined in amazing strength, stronger than the master of the east, and it is difficult to break through for a while.
After the crisis of life and death was lifted, Xuan Zhen, who was in the healing process, opened his eyes, glanced at the battle situation, and finally calmed down and started to heal with all his strength.
"Uh!"
Suddenly, a tragic muffled sound resounded through the battle, and the expressions of the ancient saints and the three kings were all shocked, and their eyes looked out of the battle.
But not far away, a shocking scene happened. Xuan Zhen said, a blood-stained hand came out from his body, and his bloody heart was still beating, which was terrifying.
"you!"
Unpredictable murder, Xuan Zhen looked back with difficulty, looking at the man behind him, his face was full of disbelief.
"His Royal Highness!"
In the battle not far away, the three kings were consecrated and recovered, and immediately set off and swept forward.
Gu Shengtian's expression sank, and he stepped forward, blocking the front, not giving the three of them a chance to help.
"why!"
Unwilling, angry, or regretful, at this moment, it was too late, Xuan Zhen coughed out a mouthful of blood, felt the vitality in his body gradually dissipated, and spoke with difficulty.
"Because only with the power of your bloodline, can I become the emperor."
Xuan Luo responded lightly, with a turbulent demonic energy all over his body, forcibly swallowing the former's entire body.
Blood energy and demon essence were quickly stripped away, Xuan Zhen wanted to struggle, but he was powerless.
During the battle, when Gu Shengtian saw this, his brows were lightly wrinkled, and he stepped out of the battle.
The small world dissipated, the heavens and the earth were restored as before, the figure of the ancient holy day swept away, a sword cut through the obstacles outside the hall, and after a few breaths, disappeared into the night.
In the palace of the king, the enraged three kings worshipped no one, but swept to Xuanluo in front of them.
Xuan Luo sneered, flipped his left hand, and a golden ancient mirror appeared. After an instant, the ancient mirror shattered, and the surrounding space was also twisted and cracked.
The worship of the three kings then swept over. However, in the distorted space, Xuan Luo's figure disappeared out of thin air, and no trace could be seen again.
In the main hall, the eldest prince, who fell in a pool of blood, lost all his vitality, and the king returned to the sky, until he died, he could not rest his eyes.
Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen looked at the direction of the First Prince's Mansion and sighed softly in his heart.
Pity.
At this moment, the void was distorted, and a figure in a dark red battle suit appeared. Without saying a word, it was shot directly with a palm.
He was already prepared, but Ning Chen's expression didn't change, the black knife manifested, and he went up to meet him.
The rumbling shook violently, and at the foot of Ning Chen, the ground was torn apart, and it was difficult to bear the power of the two moves.
Close at hand, the eyes of the two people who have a grudge against each other are facing each other, and their murderous intentions are not concealed.
"Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"
Ning Chen looked at the surging demonic energy around the former, and said lightly.
"Very satisfied."
Xuan Luo sneered and said, "This time we have drawn a draw. The next time we see you, it will be your death."
"You have to live to that day first."
Ning Chen said indifferently, "Under all the eyes of the public, we have seized the blood of the eldest prince. I think there will be many people who would like to smash you to ashes, including the two emperors of the demon race."
Xuan Luo snorted coldly. In his heart, what the former said was true, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.
"King Minghou, keep your life and wait for this seat to come and take it!"
Under the night sky, an icy voice echoed for a long time. In a layout, the mortal enemies joined forces to jointly bury the first prince of the demon.
Ning Chen stood under the night, looking at the turbulent imperial city, the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.
This is just the beginning, and there will be more good dramas to come.
In the imperial city, the appointed time came, Yin Ji waved her hand and ordered the action. Not long after, the entire imperial city was in complete chaos, the fire lit up the night, and the sound of killing shook the sky.