"Well. Bayi≯≧Chinese W≤W≤W≤.≦8≤1≤Z≦W≤.﹤COM But the three princes do have one more leaf than you. If I guess correctly, the more leaves are The more status you have, the more noble you are. From this point of view, you are indeed inferior to the third prince."
"That's... That's because the prince's cultivation level is insufficient. Yes, that's it. This prince is not willing to practice, so only Baye is the only one. If any Japanese prince has the same cultivation level as the third child, Jiuye will be able to catch it."
"Tsk tusk tusk..." Yang Kai looked contemptuous, "I don't think it is necessary, see Wei Zhizhu, eldest prince, you are a virtue, if I were the emperor, I would not like you. If I want to pass the throne someday, I must consider it. The three princes, the three princes are among the dragons and phoenixes, their cultivation is good, and they treat others generously. How can you compare?"
"You... Shut up!" Fu Shu was furious with Yang Kai's anger, and Zhang Fangwu claws rushed over, relying on the shelter of the sacred tree with an undaunted look.
Although Yang Kai was talking, his hands never stopped, and he kept attacking Fushu's body, but he was still unable to break through the protection of the green light, and the attack on him by the prince was nothing more than scratching, and he could completely ignore it.
For a while, the two of them fought each other like street hooligans, but no one was able to beat anyone, and all the attacks came to nothing.
Goatee sighed, he couldn't stand it, and he said: "The prince, why bother about his rhetoric, you just use the holy arts, your cultivation strength is not as good as him, only holy arts can be shameless. "
Yang Kai turned his head and snorted coldly: "The old thing is verbose, believe it or not, I will knock your teeth out."
Goatee said earnestly: "Young people need to know how to respect the old and love the young."
"Then it depends on who, like you like to pretend to be everywhere, I have to kill dozens of them every day."
As he spoke, Fu Shu’s curse had sounded again, but he was reminded by the goatee to stop struggling with Yang Kai, and directly imposed a bloodthirsty spell on himself. The timidity and fear in his eyes quickly disappeared. The eyes were filled with anger and excitement instantly. He laughed loudly, and if no one was around, he said grimly: "You dare to offend this prince, kid, I want you to die. After killing you, I will love that beauty very much."
Bloodthirsty art can affect people's sanity and make people lose some judgment, but it is undeniable that it still has a huge effect in some special circumstances.
Fu Shu's fear and timidity were suppressed by the bloodthirsty technique. Crimson eyes stared at Yang Kai stubbornly, as if they had changed someone else, and he shouted: "Beam!"
An invisible force suddenly pushed from the void, like a layer of waves, binding Yang Kai's raised fist.
Yang Kai just didn't smash it down, no matter how hard he struggled, his fist was actually held in the air.
He felt his fist seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. The more I want to attack. The stronger the pulling force, Yang Kai looked awe-inspiring. The Great Prince Fushu was only the cultivation level of the Daoyuan three-level realm. It was beyond his imagination to be able to achieve this level with the so-called holy arts, and it also made him more vigilant about this changed witchcraft.
Ordinary witchcraft simply cannot have such an effect. I can't do such incredible things. He has always been the only one who fought higher levels to kill enemies and destroy enemies. This was the first time that he was a good start to a guy who was cultivated to be weaker than himself.
He floated and backed away, and was blocked again. Easily opened the distance with Fushu.
After a successful move, Fu Shu's confidence increased, and he laughed wildly: "Run? I see where you are going! The sword is coming!"
He stretched out his hand, and suddenly a cloud of green fluorescence burst out of the void. The color of the fluorescence looked exactly the same as the energy sheltering the Fushu, and the fluorescence quickly gathered in the midair and turned into a sky-shattering sword.
Fu Shu pointed his hand, and the long sword slashed at Yang Kai.
Yang Kai's pupils shrank slightly, and he instinctively felt the strength of this blow. Under the surging of the law of space, several moon blades greeted him with his fingers.
With a rumbling, the green long sword destroyed all the moon blades along the way, but after intercepting the last moon blade, it suddenly broke apart.
Fu Shu shook his body, and two lines of blood flowed out from under his nostrils, but he didn't notice it. He raised his hands again and shouted, "Come again!"
It was still a green light blooming, and it was still a huge green long sword.
Yang Kai glanced thoughtfully in a certain direction.
After several times, he finally caught a subtle trace. Every time the Fushu performed the holy technique, it seemed to resonate with something in that direction. This resonance was very weak. If it weren’t for Yang Kai’s strong spiritual mind, I’m afraid. Can't detect it either.
The Fushu of the Daoyuan third-level realm could not have the strength to compete with him. The reason for this was only because he borrowed power.
With the help of the power of the holy tree!
And the direction that resonates with it should be the direction where the sacred tree is.
He wanted to see what the hell the so-called holy tree was, that could actually turn decay into magic.
The tidal thoughts suddenly spread, causing a buzzing in the void, and the goatee's face changed again.
In an instant, everything in the imperial city was imprinted in Yang Kai's mind. For example, the best painter drew a picture in his mind.
Suddenly a barrier stood in front of him, Yang Kai was caught off guard, his Spiritual Mind slammed into it, making him dizzy for a while.
Just at this moment, the green long sword had been cut down, a sword slashed on Yang Kai's shoulder, blood flowed on the spot.
Fu Shu laughed: "It's the price to make you mad and humiliate this prince!"
He pinched the tactics with both hands and controlled the green long sword to press down, as if he wanted to break Yang Kai's sword in half.
Yang Kai snorted coldly, with Million Sword in his hand, a sword lifted up, and the biting sword aura exploded, cutting off the green long sword.
Fu Shu was stunned, somewhat surprised.
Yang Kai said, "The eldest prince, you just have this skill? It's just making people laugh, so you can do whatever you can to see what you can do to me."
Fu Shu was furious, and sternly shouted: "You guys don't want to be rampant!"
He suddenly sang the curse again, but this time Yang Kai didn't recognize what kind of witchcraft curse it was, and as the curse sounded, Fushu put on a bow and arrow posture.
A green arrow appeared in front of him strangely, was gently pinched by him, and placed it on that invisible bow.
"Chasing stars by month! Death!"
Accompanied by Fu Shu's angry shout, the emerald green arrow whirled slowly, breaking the barrier of space, leaving a naked-eye vacuum area along the road, and rushing to Yang Kai in an instant.
Yang Kai tilted his head, the arrow flew past his temple, cut off a few strands of black, and fluttered in the wind.
"Dare to hide!" Fu Shu's whole body exploded like a volcano. No matter whether he asked, he kept pulling his bow and shooting arrows. The arrows were lost like meteors and attacked towards Yang Kai. The blood in his nostrils seemed to leak. The flood of the gate flooded down, wet his clothes and the ground, but he seemed to be unaware, and the whole person was in an indescribable state of excitement.
Three or five arrows came down, and even his seven orifices began to bleed.
Performing holy arts seems to have a great load on him.
There is no power in this world that can be obtained for no reason. Even if Fushu is the great prince, he is naturally blessed by the holy tree and can use powerful holy techniques, but at the level of the three-tiered realm of the source of Taoism, he can show that he can compete with Yang. The strength of Kai Zhengfeng is bound to have to pay a great price.
His unrestrained attack allowed Yang Kai to better and more easily detect the source of the power of the holy technique.
At a certain moment, Yang Kai frowned suddenly, as if thinking of something, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Fu Shu was overjoyed when he saw it, and said innocently: "You have seen the strength of this prince? Now it is too late to kneel down and beg for mercy. This prince will definitely want you to taste torture in the world."
As he spoke, he raised his hand again, and the green arrow whizzed out.
At this moment, Yang Kai suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and grabbed the emerald green arrow in his hand. The arrow that contained powerful strength instantly froze in front of him, without moving.
"how come?"
Yang Kai and Fu Shu said these words at the same time, but one looked blank and the other was shocked.
"Your breath..." The goatee's eyes suddenly rounded, staring at Yang Kai, like a fledgling calf, full of puzzlement.
At the moment when Yang Kai closed his eyes and opened his eyes, his aura suddenly changed drastically.
He didn't become too strong, but the breath now gave people an extremely ancient feeling, as if he had walked out of a distant time and space, and the ancient rhyme that was inexplicable was scattered all over his body.
The green arrow fell apart in Yang Kai's hand, and a curse sounded in Yang Kai's mouth.
At this moment, he is not an emperor, but a witch king, a witch king from the Southern Barbarian Tribe of the ancient world!
His curse was more obscure and ancient than that of the eldest prince, and his voice was not loud, but he was extremely slurred.
"You..." The prince was dumbfounded, and he forgot to continue the attack. He pointed to Yang Kai and couldn't help pointing, as if he had seen something impossible.
The goatee also shook his body, and the whole person was dumbfounded.
A small fire snake suddenly appeared in front of Yang Kai, vividly, like a real creature, tumbling in mid-air.
"Holy Art!" Goatee exclaimed in exclamation, almost biting his tongue, but soon he denied his judgment.
This is not a holy technique, because the fire snake does not have the unique green light of the holy technique, but the entire process of casting the spell is almost the same as the holy technique.
"This is the holy technique..." Yang Kai's mouth corners Wei Yang, and he clearly felt that he had established a connection with something in the imperial city, and this connection was made after he became the Witch King. After the establishment, after the witchcraft was used, the connection at this level became much stronger. (To be continued.)