"Boy, the prince asked you to be a dog. This is the greatest honor for you and your family, but you don't know how to appreciate it!"
"This is the current crown prince, you'd better think it over yourself!"
"Boy, how dare you talk to the prince? You want to rebel!"
"Look." Zheng Shiyi looked back at Mingming to one side and said with a smile: "Look at these people, it's these dogs that are wrong. Is there any better dog than them? The master didn't say anything, and they immediately started yelling. Get up. They are such good dogs. My heart is moved when I see them. If the prince doesn’t want them any more, I really don’t mind taking them in.
And you? Do you want to? When the time comes, I'll give you two? "
Miao Ran stood on one side and looked at Zheng Shiyi with a wry smile. This Zheng Shiyi, he was provoking the prince. He... What did he think? It's really over now.
"Boy, I think you think you live too long!"
"die!"
More than a dozen of the prince's men drew their weapons one by one and surrounded Zheng Shiyi. Bursts of murderous intent surged out. Just the killing intent seemed to tear this world apart.
How long has it been? As the prince's subordinates, it has been too long since they have been insulted like this.
Today, there was an ignorant boy who insulted them in person.
Middle stage of unity
It is indeed not easy to reach the middle stage of unity at such a young age, but so what
He must die today!
"Amitabha!" Suddenly a Buddha's chant rang out, and Miao Ran suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Zheng Shiyi.
"Bald Donkey, are you trying to antagonize the prince and the dynasty?" Among the dozen or so people, a middle-aged man who looked fierce and extremely tall sneered and walked to the front, pointing with his hand and saying clearly: "Do you think You are a disciple of Qingwen Academy, why don’t we dare to kill you?”
"This matter has nothing to do with Qingwen Academy." Ming Ran immediately shook his head when he heard the sound and said: "The young monk does not want to be an enemy of the royal family, but... the young monk is doing the justice he deserves for this benefactor. The martial arts saint will spend his life in In the ancient tomb, I hope that someone who is destined can get it.
Since the donor has obtained it, he is the destined person. I think... a martial arts saint doesn't want to see the essence obtained by his destined person be taken away, so... "
This little monk.
Zheng Shiyi shook his head slightly, knowing that he was really confused by the people in Qingwen Academy. What was the use of saying this at this time? No one would listen to him.
However, this kid had advised himself not to conflict with the prince along the way, but now, he stood up. The person opposite is the prince. It takes so much courage to be an enemy of the prince!
"There is no such thing as a destined person but not a destined one. Today I will tell you that everything the prince likes belongs to the prince. If there is a destined person, as long as the prince sees it, then the prince is a destined person."
The middle-aged man opposite sneered. The veins on the back of his hands bulged. His face turned cold. He waved his sword and suddenly took a step forward and slashed it down.
The sword was swung down, and the sound of hunting wind could be heard in the air. The sword, which originally seemed to be only four feet long, instantly grew to one and a half feet long. Wherever the blade passed, the air started to burn. Looking from a distance, It was like a moving fire dragon.
The surrounding temperature rose sharply at this moment. As the long knife slashed across, every weed on the ground seemed to be ignited, making bursts of crackling sounds.
The burning sword was raised to the highest point three meters away from Ming Ran. As the man's arm suddenly fell, the sword that was raised to the highest point was like a thunderbolt falling from a genius. The force struck towards Ming Ran's head.
Eight Heavenly Dragons!
Two golden dragon-like auras, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, suddenly appeared beside Ming Ran. For an instant, he looked like a subdued dragon Arhat from heaven.
The moment the sword fell, Miao Ran's body slightly dodged to the side.
The sword that seemed to be able to devour everything, with fierce burning flames, almost passed across his right shoulder. The sword energy poured down and fell heavily from the ground, making a loud bang.
A crack more than half a meter deep was cut on the ground, and the ground around the crack was even more scorched black, with bursts of sparks sputtering in all directions.
"Huh? Did you hide?"
There was a look of surprise on the man's face, and at the same time he leaned forward, and the sword that was almost touching the ground swung across, like a sweeping mace, and swept towards Mingwang with the force of sweeping thousands of troops. past.
With one sweep, strong winds blew up, and the surrounding air seemed to be instantly chopped into pieces by this knife with endless power, making bursts of whining sounds.
Opposite him, looking at the incoming knife with a clear expression, he pushed his feet slightly hard on the ground, and his body rose into the air.
Under the soles of the feet, the sword energy swept across like a half moon. On the ground, countless weeds instantly turned into powder and flew up in the wind.
"Did it again?" The man looked at the monk who had dodged his attack twice with great ease, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Although the little monk had not attacked yet, he looked at the understatement when he dodged. His posture clearly showed that he was not using his full strength.
I'm afraid I'm no match for him.
"Quick, come together!"
The man shouted loudly, and for a moment, more than ten people surrounded him in a clear direction.
Behind the crowd, Xiang Tian stood proudly, like a king descending from the sky, looking down at Zheng Shiyi opposite with an aura of superiority from the bottom of his heart.
"You really want to take action? You are not alone. You also have your family and your sect."
"Are you threatening me? Your words may be useful to them, but not to me." Zheng Shiyi shook his finger disapprovingly: "I give it up to you? Even if I agree, our sect may not agree. More Besides, I'm not satisfied with your attitude. If you kneel down now, I can think about it and think about it."
"Kneel down?" Xiang Tian's two sword eyebrows fought toward the middle like caterpillars, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He heard correctly. What did this young man say? Bring yourself to your knees
"It's really funny, extremely funny. Do you want to use this to make me angry?" After Xiang Tian was stunned, there was no trace of anger on his face, and a weird smile even appeared on his handsome face: "Unfortunately, You’re not qualified yet.”
Xiang Tian stretched out a hand, pointed to the opposite side and shook his head slightly: "It is already your great honor for me to say so many words to you today, but since you want to die, I will give you one more thing." The greatest honor is to die in the hands of this prince."
When the voice sounded calm, without any anger or murderous intent, the armor on Xiang Tian's body glowed brightly, and more than a dozen lines of body-protecting Qi lingered around his body like a swimming dragon.
No, why can't I feel his breath
Zheng Shiyi looked at Xiang Tian across from him and frowned tightly. He could clearly feel that Xiang Tian's aura was constantly rising, reaching a suffocating level. But the strange thing was that he couldn't seem to feel him. breath.
When warriors fight, they often lock the opponent's position by sensing the opponent's aura, but now it is difficult to feel Xiang Tian's aura!
Suddenly, a whistle came out of the air.
The roar seemed to come from Xiang Tian's mouth, and the voice was full of majesty and domineering. But if you listen carefully, you feel that it was coming from a divine dragon flying down from the sky, and the voice was full of cruelty.
On Xiang Tian's arm, a series of sounds like mountains and rivers shattering sounded one after another, and his originally normal fist suddenly swelled to the size of his head.
The aura lingering in the fist was like the head of a roaring dragon, punched out!
The whole arm roared out like a giant dragon flying through the clouds and mist! It hit the air and formed a wave of air as thick as an arm, which crashed towards Zheng Shiyi with lightning speed.
With one punch, circles of ripples rippled in the air, and you could even vaguely see tiny cracks appearing in the surrounding space.
One punch was so powerful that it seemed to be able to shatter the sun, moon, and stars.
The surrounding air seemed to be compressed crazily under this punch. Zheng Shiyi felt as if he was enveloped in four walls shrouded by powerful pressure, unable to move at all.
The shadow of the fist, which was originally only as big as the tip of a needle, filled the entire pupil in an instant.
Ten rounds of energy erupted in Zheng Shiyi's body, a river of spiritual energy emerged from behind, and ten spiritual springs rotated rapidly.
Eight desolate steps, three stacks added up!
Snapped!
Zheng Shiyi raised his leg and stepped heavily on the ground. The majestic spiritual energy burst out from under his feet. Under the terrifying impact, the pressure of the surrounding restraints shattered. The ground under his feet suddenly exploded, and the whole person flew out in an instant, with great speed. It was so fast that a shadow that looked like a real person was left on the spot.
The next moment, a fist shadow fell and hit the phantom person he left behind.
In an instant, air waves like a flood bursting out of a dam rolled up, roaring all the way forward, and instantly hit a mound in front of them.
The mound that didn't look too small suddenly shattered into pieces, and bursts of dust flew into the sky.
Failed
Xiang Tian looked at his punch that hit the air, and a slight look of confusion appeared on his handsome face. He was at the peak of the later stages of the Unity Realm, and he was only one chance away from breaking through to another realm.
It can even be said that his current strength cannot be considered a true unity state.
But when he punched like this, the boy in front of him, who was only in the middle stage of the Unity Realm, actually dodged!
This speed is faster than those at the late stages of the Unity Realm and even some at the peak of the Unity Realm that I encountered before!
What kind of movement is this
It can allow him in the middle stage of the Unity Realm to reach such an astonishing speed. If he practiced it himself, how terrifying would his speed be
I think he was able to survive in the ancient tomb because of his amazing body skills.
It seems that he will be spared for a while, and after learning this movement technique from his mouth, it will not be too late to kill him.
While Xiang Tian was thinking, a gust of cold wind hit him from behind, the breath in his body suddenly changed, and a wave of air suddenly shot out from behind.
Zheng Shiyi punched down, and suddenly he felt that what he hit was not a wave of air, but an unshakable mountain. The severe pain in his arm, which seemed to be about to break, instantly surged throughout his body!
(End of chapter)