Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 392: Beat the prince


Yue Wuyang's physique is very strong, his blood qi coagulates like mercury water, and every drop of blood is heavy, even with the power of the magic sword, it is difficult to absorb the blood qi in his body. [First Release]

Ning Xiaochuan directly clasped Yue Wuyang's wrist, with his fingers as sharp as claws, piercing his wrist.

Yue Wuyang screamed, the blood qi in his body was completely disordered, and it kept flowing out of his body.

"Boom!"

The Eight Wind God Formation was torn out, and "Jiantianhou" and "Wanhuhou" rushed in.

"The saint heard that a master of the magic sect was going to assassinate Yunzhonghou, and specially sent us to help out, Lord Hou, are you okay?" Jingtianhou said.

Yue Wuyang's heart was overjoyed, he wanted to speak, but he was suppressed by Beiming's divine art, and he couldn't even open his lips.

Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou came on the order of Emperor Yulan to help Yue Wuyang deal with Ning Xiaochuan together.

Originally, Emperor Yulan wanted to get rid of Ning Xiaochuan and couldn't find an excuse. Now that Ning Xiaochuan openly wanted to kill the princes of the court, then he pretended not to know Ning Xiaochuan's identity and treated him as a demon martial artist.

Even if Ning Xiaochuan was killed in the Hou Mansion in the Clouds, he would only regret that he had killed the wrong person! Who told you to kill Ning Xiaochuan in the Hou Mansion in the Clouds? Even if you were killed by the imperial court, that was what you deserved.

Actually, in the eyes of the Great Emperor Yulan, Yue Wuyang’s martial arts cultivation is absolutely enough to kill a Ning Xiaochuan. However, he was still worried, so he sent two powerful marquis to deal with Ning Xiaochuan again. , Be sure to let Ning Xiaochuan die.

"It's easy to kill Ning Xiaochuan with Yunzhonghou's martial arts cultivation base. We don't need to worry at all." Wan Huhou smiled.

Jing Tian Hou also nodded and said: "Ning Xiaochuan is just a small character after all. After ten years of practice, he may be able to compete with Yun Zhonghou."

"Ten years later, Yunzhonghou has reached a new height, and Ning Xiaochuan will never be able to catch up."

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Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou did not intend to make a move, because they are very confident in Yunzhonghou's martial arts cultivation. They only need to stand by to prevent Ning Xiaochuan from escaping.

Yue Wuyang has a bitterness, and the blood qi in his body is constantly losing. It really greets the whole family of Jingtianhou and Wan Huhou.

Gradually, Jingtianhou and Wan Huhou discovered the clues and felt something was wrong. The breath of Yunzhonghou was weakening, while the breath of Ning Xiaochuan was getting stronger.

"That's it! It must be the legendary Beiming Divine Art!"

Shocking Tianhou no longer waits, take out a dragon-skin drum and place it on the ground, like a huge water tank covered with a layer of dragon scale skin!

Take out the drumsticks made of dragon bones, bombard them on the dragon skin drums, and immediately strike out a bowl of thick lightning, slashing towards Ning Xiaochuan. [First Release]

It was a drum made of real dragon skin, and it was also a drumstick made of real dragon bone.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately stopped running the power of the magic sword, retracted his palms, spread his hands, and gathered around his body a phantom of a hundred war swords, forming a rain of swords and flew toward Jingtianhou.

When Ning Xiaochuan displayed the magical power of "Ten Thousand Swords of Rain", the weather in the imperial city changed accordingly, the air became dull, the wind and rain above the Hou Mansion in the clouds, black clouds rolled, thunder and lightning shuttled, The pouring rain fell.

The use of martial arts magical powers triggered changes in the weather.

"Wow!"

The heavy rain fell, and the sword spirit flew wildly.

Shocking Tianhou was constantly beating the dragon skin drum, Wan Huhou also held up a big flag made of tiger skin. With the wave of the flag, the wind and rain in the sky became more violent, and countless thunder and lightning fell down almost Turn the entire Hou Mansion in the cloud into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

The tiger skin banner of Wanhuhou is a powerful eighth rank mysterious tool, which is made from 36 pieces of electric tiger skin, and it is sealed with calcium carbide and rain iron.

Once the banner is waved, there will be storms, lightning and thunder.

This is why the title "Wan Huhou" came from.

Jing Tianhou and Wan Huhou entangled Ning Xiaochuan, Yue Wuyang finally got away, and he was far away from Ning Xiaochuan. The blood energy in his body was still trembling, leaving him with lingering palpitations.

"You must not be in close contact with Ning Xiaochuan." Yue Wuyang finally understood the horror of Beiming's magic.

Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou are not hereditary princes, but poor princes promoted by the Great Emperor Yulan. Both martial arts cultivation bases are above the fourth level of Di Zun realm.

Both of them are direct descendants of Emperor Yulan's side.

In order to avoid being besieged by the three princes, Ning Xiaochuan decided to fight and make a quick decision. Before Yue Wuyang recovered his vitality, he would first solve the Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou.

"The Emperor's Blade!" Ning Xiaochuan shouted.

"Received!"

After the Heavenly Emperor Blade absorbed the spirit of the Ghost Wheel Spear, the light on the knife became more radiant, turning into a red light, and flew into Ning Xiaochuan's hands.

Ning Xiaochuan strode the meteor and slashed the dragon skin drum in front of Jing Tianhou with a knife, and the tip of the knife slashed across Jing Tianhou's forehead dangerously and dangerously.

Shocking Tianhou turned into a series of shadows, and quickly retreated more than ten feet away. Just now, Ning Xiaochuan turned into a rainbow ray and appeared in front of him instantly, shocking him inexplicably, and the Heavenly Emperor Blade cut a blood line on his forehead.

You are a prince, but he almost died by Ning Xiaochuan's sword.

Too dangerous!

Ning Xiaochuan slashed towards Wan Huhou again, and the sharp blade air split a large swath of sparks in the air.

"Crack!"

This knife failed to kill Wan Huhou, but cut off the flagpole of the "Electric Tiger Banner".

The flagpole of the electric tiger flag is made of meteorite iron from outside the territory. It is as thick as the mouth of a bowl and weighs 10,000 catties. However, the Emperor's blade cut it like tofu, and cut the flagpole off.

Wan Huhou felt distressed, but it was an eighth-grade profound tool, and the flagpole was cut off, and its power would be greatly reduced.

"Ning Xiaochuan has great luck in his body and holds the Emperor's Sabre. There is almost nothing in the world that is broken!" Wan Huhou was shocked.

Wan Huhou's arm did not touch the blade of the Heavenly Emperor Blade, and was half a meter away, but he was still cut with a blood mark by the sword's energy.

"Swish!"

Ning Xiaochuan's body is like a rainbow, turning into a stream of colorful lights, swinging his saber, and slashing at Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou at the same time.

The two masters were shocked, and at the same time they played a martial arts supernatural power.

The martial arts supernatural power played by Jingtianhou is a circular formation. The formation is intertwined with white lightning and has a diameter of five meters. Nine fist-sized thunderballs are beating on the formation.

Wan Huhou's mouth issued a tiger roar, condensing the martial arts vitality in his body, and spit out a five-meter-long golden tiger from his mouth, spreading his claws and lunging at Ning Xiaochuan.

"Wow!"

A huge phantom of the Heavenly Emperor appeared on the blade of the Heavenly Emperor Blade, majestic and sacred, just like the law body of a true god.

After all, the Heavenly Emperor Blade used to be the Heavenly Emperor’s Sabre, and the Heavenly Emperor’s will remains on the knife. Once this will is activated, a trace of the Heavenly Emperor’s power can be awakened.

The power of the Emperor of Heaven is as vast as the sea of ​​God, and as endless as the universe, even if it is only a trace of power awakening, its destructive power is no small thing.

"Boom!"

The lightning array disk and the golden giant tiger instantly shattered, and were torn into pieces by the phantom of the emperor.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou both vomited blood, flying upside down like two kites with broken strings, and falling into the pond, splashing large water splashes.

The prince is the figure standing at the pinnacle of the Yulan Empire. Once he goes out, all the warriors will kneel down for them. However, the two powerful masters of Hou were stabbed by Ning Xiaochuan with a single knife. They didn't know whether it was life or death?

Outside the Hou's Mansion in the cloud, the martial artists onlookers were so shocked that they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Jingtianhou and Wanhuhou are strong men among the princes. They have practiced for nearly a hundred years, but they can't beat Ning Xiaochuan with a single knife?"

"When did Ning Xiaochuan become so terrible? Four years ago, it was still a waste of disease and tuberculosis in the Jiange Mansion; four years later, killing princes is like slaughtering pigs and dogs."

"Ning Xiaochuan's physique is terrifying!"

"It should be that Beiming Divine Art is very powerful."

"I think it is the Heavenly Emperor Blade, an ancient soldier of the gods, that is his greatest support. When the Emperor of Heaven comes out, who will fight for the battle?"

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Ning Xiaochuan Mingrui noticed that there was a hot breath rising behind him, releasing a dazzling flame, like a divine furnace burning, burning the entire Hou Mansion in the cloud into dissolved water.

An ancient bronze lamp is suspended in the void, flowing with the kerosene pooled by blood, and the wick is made of a piece of bone, emitting a light as bright as the sun.

It's like a magic lamp!

Yue Wuyang hit two pillars of martial arts vitality light in the palm of both hands, forming two vitality rivers flowing around the ancient bronze lamp.

After the ancient bronze lamp absorbs vitality, the light becomes brighter and brighter.

On the wick, a fire snake flew out, more than ten meters long, and hit Ning Xiaochuan.

The flame is no small thing, the temperature is a hundred times higher than the ordinary flame, even if it is iron, it will be instantly burned.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan slashed out, smashing the fire snake into countless small flame fragments.

One of the flame fragments the size of a palm fell to Ning Xiaochuan's feet, instantly turning the ground into a large black pit with a diameter of three meters.

"This is the light used by the emperor when he reads books. Although it is only an ordinary lamp, it has been with the emperor for years and months. It is contaminated with the breath of the gods and absorbed part of the knowledge of the gods. The power is already so huge that it is not comparable to ordinary profound tools." Heavenly Emperor Blade said.

"Boom!"

The second force of the ancient bronze lamp was triggered by Yunzhonghou. Ninety-nine fire snakes flew out of the ancient bronze lamp. The fire snakes are entwined together and turned into a flame dragon with a length of more than 30 meters!

Ning Xiaochuan spread his feet apart, his waist sank, and both hands clenched the Heavenly Emperor Blade.

The phantom of the emperor rushed out again, making a huge palm print, and smashing the flame dragon~IndoMTL.com~ How powerful the ancient bronze lamp can erupt depends on the grade of the lamp oil.

The lamp oil is the blood of the warrior.

Using the blood of a realm martial artist to make lamp oil, the power that can be exerted is naturally not as powerful as using the blood of a martial artist in the earthly realm to make lamp oil.

At this moment, the blood of Yue Wuyang burned in the ancient bronze lamp, and the blood of the fifth-tier warrior of the Divine Realm was naturally quite powerful.

The ancient bronze lamp changed again, with the wick as the center, forming a circle of light, and ninety-nine flame dragons flew out of the ancient lamp.

This is the third power of the ancient bronze lamp!

Even if Yue Wuyang felt quite strenuous, the blood qi in his body was consumed extremely quickly, and in just an instant, the martial arts vitality in his body was taken away by half.

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