I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

Because for a mad prince, he can turn a blind eye to his nonsense and outspokenness. After all, who would care about a lunatic.

However, now it's different! ! ! !

A lunatic swordsman who stepped from the first stage of the master to the middle stage of the great master in just one day, this is not a big talk at all! ! !

Gai Nie remained silent, but Yuan Hong, who had been put down, also lifted up.

Hanmang sternly, his sword pointed at Ying Zifeng.

That amazing sword intent locked Ying Zifeng.

Obviously, at this moment, Genie no longer underestimates Ying Zifeng.

"Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, Ying Zifeng."

When Ying Zifeng saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ghost Valley Long Sword, Gai Nie."

Gai Nie returned to his usual calm like water.

The two confronted each other, and the swords of the two rose around them, and the sword wind rushed to the surroundings.

Ying Zheng's imperial crown bead curtain fluttered under the piercing sword wind.

"Go back."

Zhang Han's unique vision drove the dragon back a section. Such a sword comparison is not easy, and getting too close will only hurt the first emperor.

Emperor Ying Zheng's eyes stared at the two of them in the martial arts training ground, calmly, the power of the emperor was like a rock.

On the field.

Ying Zifeng's eyes are as sharp as swords, and his inner strength is entwined with Qingfeng.

Sword eight!

With a twinkle in his eyes, Qingfeng shuddered, and Ying Zifeng took the lead in wielding the cold sword.

Indifferently, two incomparably sharp sword qi burst out from the Qingfeng sword body in the shape of an "eight" and attacked Gai Nie, the speed was as fast as thunder.

What a fast sword!

What a mysterious swordsmanship!

Is this the sword move that hurt Shengqi!

Gai Nie's eyes narrowed and he didn't dare to be careless, Yuan Hong in his hand trembled and lifted the stone bricks on the ground.

"Bang"!

The stone bricks torn by the two sword qi burst into a slight smoke.

Feng'er's combat experience is no better than that of Gai Nie.

Ying Zheng frowned when he saw this scene.

Ying Zifeng smiled lightly. He also knew that Gai Nie's swordsmanship experience was several times higher than his.

Thinking of this, Ying Zifeng stepped forward directly!

Suddenly!

There were several cracks under Ying Zifeng's feet, and after a puff of dust rose, his figure disappeared instantly.

Gai Nie's eyebrows condensed his sword, and Yuan Hong in his hand was on his chest.

next second!

Just listening to the sound of "clang", the two swords collided with fire and splashed! !

The sharp sword force blew the hair of the two of them, and then a huge force made Gai Nie couldn't help but take a step back.

"As expected of a swordsman, he just took a step back."

Ying Zifeng was a little surprised.

With a hundred years of inner strength, his strength is not small, but this only made Gai Nie take a step back.

Gai Nie was silent, shocked by the power of Ying Zifeng in his heart.

Outside the martial arts field.

All the maids and soldiers were shocked.

"Well, Mr. Genie actually took a step back!"

"The Juque, who won seven years ago, never made him retreat!"

Zhang Han's pupils shrank suddenly.

It seems that Fenger's strength is stronger than Shengqi!

But it's not a match for Genie...

Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

In the field, Ying Zifeng had no choice but to be discouraged, and swung a faster second sword.

"Sword Eleven!"

The vast hundred-year-old internal force surged on the Qingfeng Sword, and the sword body trembled violently.

This sword is stronger!Faster!

Gai Nie's eyes were like cold swords, and the body of Yuan Hong's sword was dyed with a cold rebuke.

Swing up!

"Boom"!

The terrifying sword force was scattered like a gust of wind.

This time no one stepped back, and there were cracks under their feet.

Between the snaps of their fingers, the two immediately burst back, and then each carried their swords up.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

.......

For a while, the sword lights on the martial arts field were shining like stars, and the sword was like a rainbow.

Ying Zifeng's sword was swung faster and faster, but Gai Nie was still able to block it with his sword, and the two's sword stance became more and more terrifying.

"His Royal Highness, this is too powerful!"

"Well, it's amazing, it's been so long with Mr. Gai Nie!"

"And it seems to have suppressed Mr. Gai Nie!"

........

The guards stared at the two of them, dumbfounded.

After Ying Zheng heard this, he looked at Zhang Han with deep eyes.

"Zhang Han, what do you think?"

Zhang Han replied with a solemn expression: "His Royal Highness will lose."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, Xu Chu nodded in agreement, Young Master was not a match for Genie.

"Oh, why."

Ying Zheng asked indifferently.

Zhang Han looked at Ying Zifeng and told the sword shadow as fast as lightning.

"His Royal Highness's sword is very fast, but every sword is blocked by Mr. Gai Nie. Although Mr. Gai Nie can't use the sword, if he uses the sword, His Royal Highness must lose."

"With such a fast and sharp sword, the crown prince's mouth should be in constant pain at this moment, so as long as the sword of His Royal Highness is slowed down, there is no doubt that he will lose."

When Ying Zheng heard the empress, the emperor frowned slightly.

Zhang Han is right, no one can swing a sword forever, people will always be tired, and at this moment, Ying Zifeng is pressing Gai Nie with an extremely fast sword.

But it only takes a slow mouth, Ying Zifeng loses.

"However, His Royal Highness is already very strong, and he can fight to such an extent with Mr. Gai Nie."

Ying Zheng agreed in his heart with Zhang Han's statement that his third son is already very strong!

now.

In the martial arts field.

"Tick!"

A drop of bright red dripped, Ying Zifeng frowned.

His mouth was bleeding.

The pain made Ying Zifeng's sword suddenly slow down!

Gai Nie's eyes flashed, and he waved Yuanhong, and the terrifying sword force that he waved for a second was like a giant wave.

Ying Zifeng's pupils shrank.

As expected of a Juggernaut, he actually strengthened his sword stance while swinging his sword!

Immediately hold the Qingfeng sword erect in front of him to block.

"Bang!" A sound.

Ying Zifeng took a few steps back, and the blood on the tiger's mouth became bigger and bigger.

At first sight, everyone knew that Ying Zifeng had lost.

"His Royal Highness, your swordsmanship talent is the most terrifying one that Gai has ever seen, but now you are not Gai's opponent."

"This is the end of it."