God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 65 [Confrontation with the Nine Princes of Xiayan Dynasty]

Extending in all directions, the prosperous and boundless imperial capital of the Great Qin Empire.

It was getting dark.

In front of the gate of the imperial palace, there was an uproar of astonishment: "...Hiss, the ninth prince of the Qingyan Dynasty is a strong man in the Martial Immortal Realm! Not only did he not hurt the little prince Ling Changsheng with his punch, he was also knocked back?"

so amazing.

I heard that in the sacrificial ceremony a few months ago, although the young prince Ling Changsheng only awakened a first-rank martial soul.

But the martial arts skill is unique, it is a mirror, the palace banquet hosted by His Majesty, the junior prince Ling Changsheng used this "mirror of martial arts skill" to leapfrog to defeat someone whose cultivation base is stronger than himself, and who is still of the fourth rank martial soul bloodline "Ling Tianba".

I thought it was just a falsehood, but now it seems that it is absolutely true!

"Damn! Damn you bastard!" Zhou Feng's face was distorted, angry and ashamed: "Ling Changsheng! This prince was careless for a while, and he was merciful. I didn't expect you to have such a wicked "martial spirit skill"."

Ha ha.

Ling Changsheng frowned, with a half-smile, and asked, "Are you "careless" or "lenient"?"

The majestic Qingyan Dynasty's nine princes, with one man under ten thousand.

In full view of everyone, he suffered a loss at the hands of Ling Changsheng, and he didn't say anything about him.

Zhou Feng's anger was unspeakable, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"Your Highness..." The old man with an obscure and advanced cultivation level said via voice transmission: "Don't be impulsive! This heir of the Demon Suppressing King cannot be killed... If you kill him, with the supernatural powers of the Demon Suppressing King, you will be killed in a fit of rage." Next, our Qingyan Dynasty will be doomed."

I know!
Zhou Feng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Ling Changsheng, my prince has never liked to show off my words. You, the Great Qin Dynasty, built your country with martial arts, and we, the Qingyan Dynasty, also admire martial arts powerhouses! If you are a man, you will have a fair duel with this prince. .”

"Idiot." Ling Changsheng is not afraid of this place, but he will not foolishly jump into the opponent's trap: "Jiao Dan hasn't had time to refine it yet, and the Martial King's fourth-level cultivation is already the limit to deal with the strong in the Martial Heaven Realm. "

"waste!"

The rumors are true, you are trash!The disgrace of Town Demon King's Mansion!

Thinking that Ling Changsheng was timid and dare not fight, Zhou Feng hurriedly sneered: "My prince is kind in his heart, as long as you agree to fight with me, I promise not to hurt your life."

"Hey - if you dare not, you will lose not only the face of the Zhenyao Palace, but also the face of the Great Qin Empire!"

"Little prince, don't agree to him." In front of the palace gate, many soldiers on guard surrounded them and said in one go: "Ninth Prince, you are too deceitful... This is the imperial capital of our Great Qin Empire, not your Qingyan Dynasty! "

"call."

Heaving a long breath, Ling Changsheng looked at Zhou Feng indifferently, and said, "Okay, Xiao Wang is willing to compete with you, but I'm still in a hurry to enter the palace to meet Princess Yaoxue, so I can't hang around with you for too long."

The little prince of Zhenyao Prince's Mansion has a lofty status, not inferior to the Great Qin Prince, but now that it is getting dark, how about entering the palace to meet Princess Yaoxue?
Inevitably, Zhou Feng was thinking wildly, and asked: "Princess Yaoxue is a daughter of a thousand gold, meeting you? A joke!"

stupid--

Ling Changsheng snorted: "Ten moves! Ten moves determine the outcome. If I stand, you will lose!"

"Ten tricks? This prince can knock you over with a single slap, trample you under his feet, and trample you hard."

With a cracked smile, Zhou Feng opened his arms, unscrupulously releasing the power of more than 700 giant dragons.

"Aww! Roar!" The power of more than 700 giant dragons covered a large area of ​​the sky, and the dragon roared and groaned.

"Primeval Dragon Elephant Art."

With shawl and black hair, it rises automatically in the absence of wind, dancing claws and teeth, like a dragon like a python.

The power of 250 giant dragons appeared behind Ling Changsheng, "King Wu's four-level cultivation!"

"This... isn't he a waste? Isn't he a first-grade martial soul?" Zhou Feng was taken aback: "Ling Changsheng will not be able to live, and he looks like he is about 16 years old. He can be called a genius if he can have the fourth level of martial arts. Well, where did the waste come from?"

who cares!King Wu's fourth heaven is different from his own heavenly bag!
"Go!" Zhou Feng yelled "the power of three hundred dragons" and swiped forward, smashing forward.

Use half of your strength first, and you will be suppressed!
Unfortunately, he was whimsical.

Ling Changsheng put one hand behind his back, "The power of 250 ancient dragon elephants rushed out, and the power of [-] giant dragons was easily torn apart!"

The first move!you wasted~~
"Unbelievable!" All the guards at the palace gate were dumbfounded: "With the power of 250 dragons, one face-to-face smashed the power of [-] dragons? No matter how you look at it, it seems unreal."

what.

The old man who was in charge of protecting Zhou Feng muttered, "This Ling Changsheng...is weird."

"I still don't believe it!" Zhou Feng became furious, "Intensify the force and release the power of four hundred dragons."

Click.

Another face-to-face meeting, the power of the four hundred giant dragons was completely shattered and ceased to exist.

Ling Changsheng was in a calm mood, and I stood up unrestrainedly: "Are you out of your mind? Go all out and go all out, can't you?"

"Impossible...the difference is the power of 150 dragons!" Zhou Feng couldn't believe what he saw.

One step to the sky.

Suddenly, Ling Changsheng walked out in one step, like a rainbow, swept up the flying sand, and arrived in front of the target.

"Boom!" The shock of the soul's will, the clothes were wet with cold sweat, Zhou Feng's pupils dilated: "The one standing in front of him is not a harmless young man, but an awakened ruler of heaven and earth, a bloodthirsty demon god!"

God means!
The Emperor of Heaven's spirit was concurrent, and Ling Changsheng pointed out with both index and middle fingers.

The power of 250 giant dragons is injected into it.

To put it bluntly, this finger is more than enough to instantly kill Martial Lord, Martial Saint, and a strong person in the Martial Heaven Realm.

A faint sense of threat rushed towards him, Zhou Feng hastily reshaped the power of the dragon.

The power of [-] giant dragons blocked the front of him.

"It's sputtering."

The momentum of breaking bamboo is unstoppable.

A record of the Emperor of Heaven pointed out that it was more than enough to destroy more than 500 giant dragons.

And then, in Ling Changsheng's hand, a bloody giant sword filled with the aura of immemorial immortality appeared.

"The first form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique!"

The stunning, beautiful and dazzling blood-colored sword light tore apart the power of the remaining [-] dragons and slammed at "Zhou Feng" on the chest.

Bang!
Wretched like a dog, he fell into the distance.

When Zhou Feng got up from the ground again, his eyes were bright red, and he chose to eat someone.

Fortunately, his cultivation base is strong, and the spirit body can automatically operate the body protection in critical moments, otherwise that sword...

"Ling Changsheng, little prince... is perverted."

He lightly blocked two moves by the Ninth Prince of Xia Yan Dynasty, and took the initiative to attack two moves, knocking the Ninth Prince of Xia Yan Dynasty into the air head-on.

waste?Just kidding, this is clearly a genius!Once in a century!

Xiao Xiao in white clothes, bloody demon sword.

Ling Changsheng stood standing in front of the palace gate, exuding a kind of unrivaled aura of "even though there are thousands of people, I will go there"!

(End of this chapter)