Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 1200: Battle of the Two Kings

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Primitive Demon Territory, the Southeast battlefield, the secret edict came, Xuan Qing received the edict, and his expression was moved.

After years of fighting, the day finally came.

In front of Xuan Qing, the faces of the Four Profound Passes also showed excitement, and they all said congratulations.

"Prepare to leave for the imperial city." Xuan Qing said.

"Yes!"

Dongxuan Yuting headed, Beixuan Yaoxue, Xixuan Yufeng, Nanxuan Yangyi, and the four Xuanguans all bowed and turned around to prepare for the return to the city.

Half a day later, outside the Demon Camp, three thousand elite demon soldiers escorted him.

The Jiaolong chariot got on, Xixuan Yufeng drove forward, and at the same time, he helped the three thousand elite demon soldiers with special skills to speed up the return to the city.

After half a day on the road, the sky, the sun sets in the west, and the sky gradually darkens.

The night fell, and the three thousand demon army was on full alert, ready to deal with possible enemies at any time.

When the Jiaolong chariot got on, Xixuan Yufeng's consciousness was fully open, and he didn't dare to be careless.

It is impossible to hide the news of the third prince returning to the city. Tonight, it is not destined to be too calm.

In the east, the cold moon rises in the east. When the demon army passed through a valley, suddenly, the wind and sand came up without wind, and black shadows appeared out of nowhere, without any warning, and directly attacked the demon army in front.

The sudden assassination, the three thousand demon army has not yet had time to recover, and hundreds of people have already sacrificed. The Jiaolong chariot was surrounded, the gap was opened, and two unparalleled palms attacked from the left and the right. It smashed the Jiaolong chariot with a bang.

On the chariot, Xixuan Yufeng jumped up, his divine sense locked on the person who shot, and his palms condensed the power of the wind, and shot it with a bang.

Below, in the collapsed chariot, there was no figure.

"retreat!"

In the darkness, a cold voice sounded, without any surprise, calmly ordered.

With an order, the black-clothed assassins who had entered the three thousand demon army quickly retreated, well-trained and without hesitation.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Xi Xuan Yufeng's expression was slightly condensed, and it was strange how these people could easily retreat.

Has their plan been exposed

Almost at the same time, three thousand miles away, four figures in black robes hurried northward.

Under the robes, three men and one woman, headed by them, looked stern, with eyes like swords, the third prince of the royal family, even though he was covered by a black robe, his extraordinary temperament was still difficult to conceal.

At this moment, from the east, a majestic palm force broke through the sky, and the powerful force, shattering the sky, blasted directly at the man in front of the three.

The head of the four, the man in black robe stopped and looked at the palm force coming from afar, frowning slightly.

Is there an ambush here

"His Royal Highness go first, I will hold him!"

Among the three people in the back, Nan XuanYang stood up to block the move, and the magic flame swept over, slamming the move.

But when he heard the shock of the sky, the two moves collided, and the earth collapsed and collapsed for thousands of miles. Amidst the turbulent waves, a shadow swept over, and then slapped the third prince in front of him with another palm.

Nan Xuanyang's figure flashed past, blocking the front again, his palms folded and slammed into each other.

The two demons fought against each other, and the momentum was soaring.

After staring for a moment, Xuan Qing retracted his gaze, without further delay, and continued to rush forward.

Under the dark night, the speed of the three people who moved forward was getting faster and faster. After nearly half an hour, in the distance, a heavy rain of arrows broke through the sky, and the incomparably fierce arrows swept directly towards the three of them.

"Snow in the world!"

At the critical moment, among the three of them, Bei Xuan Yaoxue stepped forward, and the flying snow surged in the sky, turning into a barrier and blocking the front.

The rain of arrows hit, hitting the snow waves in the sky, and the rumble sounded, the rain of arrows withered, and the snow dissipated.

"Whizzing"

However, after the first wave of arrow rain, a heavy arrow burst through the sky again, endless and earth-shattering.

The arrows infused with demonic energy are like flying meteors, streaking across the sky with firelights, with amazing power and invincibility.

"drink!"

Beixuan Yaoxue let out a coquettish drink, and snow waves swept out from all over his body, blocking the attack of arrow rain.

"Your Highness, let's go!"

As the words fell, the rain of arrows and the snow waves collided with each other, and the terrifying aftermath shook, destroying everything around.

"Your Highness, let's go!"

Dongxuan Yuting's expression condensed and urged.

Xuanqing clenched his fists tightly, knowing that he could not delay any longer, his figure flashed past, and he started to move on.

The cold night was getting deeper, the cold wind was blowing, and the sky was full of dust and sand. The two people who were traveling day and night did not dare to stop for a moment, and hurried towards the direction of the Three Emperors City.

"boom!"

Just as the two of them walked for another half an hour, the ground suddenly shook under the two of them, and a giant hand rose from the ground and grabbed the two of them.

Dongxuan Yuting saw this, his expression sank, he stepped in the air, and slammed down with a heavy punch.

The fists exchanged, and the force broke thousands of miles.

After a punch, below, in the ground, huge stone pillars rose up, blocking the way forward.

"His Royal Highness, you go first, and your subordinates will catch up soon."

Dongxuan Yuting looked at the black-clothed ghost on the stone pillar in front of him with a solemn expression and said.

On the huge stone pillar, Wang Wei's black-clothed ghost was unseen before, but the powerful aura was heavy and frightening.

"None of you can leave!"

On the stone pillar, the black-clothed phantom opened his mouth, the figure swept down, and a punch slammed out, followed by a thousand-fold phantom that was unrecognizable.

Dongxuan Yuting stared, his fists staggered, and the majestic thunder light surged out. Immediately, the thunder net filled the air, blocking the attack.

The phantom shook the thunder net, and in a violent vibration, the black-clothed phantom broke through the thunder net, and punched the head of the Four Mysteries in front of him.

Dongxuan Yuting put his arms in front of him and blocked the move with a bang.

A muffled groan sounded, and he retreated several steps. Blood overflowed from the corner of Dongxuan Yuting's mouth, dyeing his red battle clothes.

"Your Highness, let's go!"

Before the figure of the third prince left in front of him, Dongxuan Yuting turned his palm to dump Yuan, and sent the former out of the battle with one palm.

Three hundred miles away, Xuan Qing staggered to stabilize his figure, looking at the battle situation behind, his expression became more and more serious.

Who is it, who has arranged so many ambush!

Step by step, the road to return to the crisis was full of murderous intentions. Xuan Qing restrained his mind, turned around and continued to rush towards the imperial city.

After traveling for more than a thousand miles, the surrounding atmosphere changed again, the wind was shaking, and the world changed color.

"Brother Three Emperors, stay safe!"

At this moment, above the void, the demonic energy was surging, and a familiar figure appeared. The dark eyes looked at the man in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Seeing this, Xuanqing stopped, took off the black robe covering his head, looked at the ghost in the void, and said solemnly, "Brother Jiuhuang, I didn't expect that the person who came to greet me would be you."

"Who do you think the third emperor is, the thirteenth brother?" Xuanque sneered.

"Lao Jiu, don't take advantage of it."

Xuanqing said with a gloomy expression, "You and I are both hurt, and the old thirteen is taking advantage of the fisherman. You shouldn't be able to see such a simple trap, right?"

"If you sow discord, you'll be spared."

Xuan Que held his right hand empty, and suddenly, a black demonic energy surged out, turning into a battle armor to protect the whole body.

Before the imperial power, the ninth prince of the royal family no longer concealed it, and for the first time, the world-shattering cultivation base appeared.

As soon as he stepped into the air, his body rushed out like a thunderbolt, and Xuan Que's right fist aroused Zhou Tian's demonic energy and slammed into the front.

Xuan Qing snorted coldly, without any fear, he punched him directly.

The battle of two kings, the handover of magic fists, the power is shocking.

In the battle for great power, there is only life and death. Xuanque, who had given up all his escape routes, was full of demonic energy, and he was bombarded with heavy punches.

Xuanqing was not afraid, and the equally powerful offensive challenged the Ninth Prince head-on.

The fists were staggered, and the momentum was majestic. The two punched heavily, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

A decisive battle that only belongs to the two, after abandoning the conspiracy and tricks, there is only an absolute duel by force.

The bombardment of punches and punches staggered, and the two men's offensive became more and more fierce, showing the amazing power of the royal bloodline.

Under the darkness of the night, the two people who were fighting fiercely, the offensive was like a stormy sea, and the whole world was quickly disintegrated under the powerful attack of the two.

The battle of the two kings is endless. At this moment, hundreds of miles away, the void shakes, and a figure in plain clothes walks out.

"His Royal Highness, can the ninth prince really stop the third prince?"

Behind her, Yin Ji opened her mouth and said condensedly.

"Xuanque's strength is definitely not as mediocre as he usually shows. For this battle, he alone is enough." Ning Chen calmly said.

When Yin Ji heard the words, her brows were slightly wrinkled, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Ahead, as the battle progresses, the injuries on the two kings are getting heavier and heavier. The two who are only attacking but not defending, relying on the indestructible body of the demons, bear the opponent's attack, and at the same time, they transport the power of destroying the sky and bombard the opponent. .

The blood splashed, dyed the surrounding earth red, and the battle of life was getting higher and higher.

"The Seven Transformations of the Devil, the Heavenly Vault!"

"The Seven Transformations of the Devil, the Heavenly Vault!"

The same move, the heaven and the earth shook, the three thousand zhang demon body manifested in the human world, and the earth-shattering demon power swept across the nine heavens and ten places.

When Dharma appeared, the battle between the two kings became white-hot, and the giant fist smashed out, splitting the ground for thousands of miles.

"boom"

The staggered punches landed on the opponent, and once again brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

The two unyielding kings of the Demon Race are about to dominate their own destiny, blasting away all obstacles with their own fists.

In the distance, Zhiming, who designed this game, stood quietly, staring at the two princes of the Demon Race in front of him, and did not intervene.

This fair battle is the only respect he can give the two of them, no more.

"Uh"

Three hundred miles away, from Xuanque's chest, a magic fist pierced through his body, and the blood flowing in the pool dyed the body of the devil red.

"Caught you!"

Forced to endure the third prince's punch, Xuan Que raised his hand and clasped the former, and his figure rose into the sky.

Like meteors, the two broke through the clouds, and the flames burned fiercely around them, shocking the world.

"Lao Jiu, you!"

Xuanqing's expression was horrified, but he struggled hard but was unable to break free.

The next moment, on the sky, the two figures fell straight into the sky, and the speed became faster and faster, hitting the ground below.

The trick of burning jade and stone, shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods, at the last moment, the magic energy around Xuanque gathered to protect the vital point.

"boom!"

The figures of the two collided with the ground. In the most terrifying earthquake, the wasteland of thousands of miles fell in response. In the distance, mountains and peaks were affected, and they also fell apart and fell into the ground.

"It's over." In the turbulent aftermath, Ning Chen looked at the huge pit ahead and whispered softly.