The Prince of the Ming Dynasty quickly repaired the injury on the shoulders, put away the ghost knife, and then stared at Ye Qiu with his bloody eyes, roaring loudly: "Ye Changsheng, this time, we are more than swordsmanship!"
"I don't believe it, your swordsman can still be better than me!"
What?
Bi Sword?
Ye Qiu sneered in his heart, this kid is really iron!
"Oh!"
The prince of the Ming Dynasty quickly printed with both hands, and a strong black mist was surging throughout the body. Under the wrap of the fog, a quaint long sword emerged in front of him.
As soon as this sword appeared, the temperature around was instantly decreased, and the air was filled with a bit of chills. The blinking blue runes on the sword seemed to be a daunting from the curse of ancient times.
"This is the cold sword of Mingyuan, which is the treasure of my Ming people inherited for tens of thousands of years. Today, let it drink your blood!"
Prince Edward held his sword in his hands and said murderous.
Ye Qiu shook his head slightly, with a trace of disdain in his tone, saying, "Your so -called treasure, in my eyes, is just broken copper and rotten. Since you insist on comparing, then I will be as your wish."
After that, Ye Qiu stretched out his right hand, and a golden sword condensed from true gas appeared in his hands.
Although this really gas sword is not as simple and mysterious as the cold sword, it is not weak at all.
On the sword body, the golden light is bright, as if there is a life, as Ye Qiu's heart flows.
"Come on, let me see how your swordsmanship is?"
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, the long sword in his hand waved lightly, a golden sword gas instantly cut through the long sky, and he screamed to the prince of the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing this, the Prince of the Ming Dynasty flashed a fierceness in his eyes. He flickered, avoiding Ye Qiu's sword qi like a ghost.
The light was flourishing, and a ice -blue sword mang was screaming towards Ye Qiu with a sharp cold air.
Ye Qiu was not panicked, and the true air sword in his hand scratched a gorgeous sword flower in the air to easily block the ice -blue sword mang.
The sword mang and the sword flower collided, making a crisp sound, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the half of the sky.
"You just have the ability?" Ye Qiu flashed, like a golden lightning, appearing in front of the prince of the Ming Dynasty instantly.
The long sword in his hand is like a smart dragon, and he quickly stabs the key to Prince Hades.
The prince of the Ming Dynasty was shocked, and he quickly waved the Hades and the cold sword to resist.
However, Ye Qiu's swordsmanship is too exquisite, and every attack is as fast as electricity. There is no trace to find him.
Under the attack of Ye Qiu's storm, the figure of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty became embarrassed, and scars appeared quickly, and the blood flowed out.
"Impossible ... absolutely impossible ..."
The prince of the Ming tribe muttered to Ye Qiu's attack while murmuring, and his eyes were full of panic.
He didn't expect that his proud swordsmanship was so vulnerable in front of Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu did not stop at all, and the attack became more and more violent.
"puff!"
With a sullen sound, a golden sword gas hit the chest of Prince Edward.
Suddenly, the bodies of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty flew out and fell heavily from a hundred years.
"This ... this is impossible ..." The Prince of the Ming Dynasty quickly got up from the ground, saying incredible: "I am a genius that I have n’t been in the Ming people for thousands of years, how can I lose ...”
Ye Qiuju looked at the Prince of the Ming Dynasty with a gallow, and there was no mercy in his eyes. He said, "The name you call genius is just to deceive himself. In the face of absolute strength, everything is futile."
Ye Qiu held a long sword in his hands and pointed at Prince Edward: "What else do you have to say?"
"The last words? Hum, Ye Changsheng, you can't even look down on me ... I have to compare with you."
On the other side.
Seeing this scene, the big priests and the third elders have different appearances.
"Although His Royal Highness is very strong, Ye Changsheng is too evil, and if he goes on, isn't it self -humiliation?" Said the Three Elders.
The priest shook his head, and a weird smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, saying: "Do you really think His Royal Highness is defeated?"
Three elders stunned: "Isn't it?"
"Waiting for watching, His Royal Highness will surprise us." The priest laughed.
surprise?
Three elders secretly prayed, hoping that it was not scared.
at the same time.
Changmei was staring at the Prince of the Ming tribe, squinting his eyes for a while, and quietly reminded Ye Qiuyin: "Bunny cubs, I always think that the kid's boy is a little weird, you have to be careful."
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, and then looked at the Prince of the Ming Dynasty dismissive: "So far, you still don't give up? Whether you want to continue to humiliate yourself, then I will accompany it to the end."
The prince of the Ming tribe gritted his teeth, and the unconvinced power in his heart became stronger. Even if the wound on his body was still bleeding, he still didn't want to lose it in Ye Qiu so easily.
"This time, I want to compare with you."
The prince of the Ming Dynasty took a deep breath, and his hands were quickly printed with both hands. He thought of words in his mouth, and the black mist in his body rolled instantly, like a turbulent black wave, swept away in all directions.
"Magic Shadow, present!"
The Prince of the Hades shed it suddenly, and as his voice fell, a huge black magic shadow slowly emerged from behind him.
This magic shadow has dozens of feet high, and it exudes a cowardly breath. Its eyes are flashing with strange red light, as if they can see the soul of the people, and the sharp claws wield in the air, sending out "oh"
There are countless cracks in the space, wherever there is, there are countless cracks.
Ye Qiu Shen's color was stunned, and the contempt in the eyes converged slightly. He could feel that this magic shadow contains powerful power.
However, he didn't have the slightest fear.
"Oh!"
As soon as heaven and earth shocked, Ye Qiu started the nine -turn god dragon tactics, then concentrated his strength on the right arm, and then suddenly punch out.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's fist seemed to become a round of yang, exuding a hot light, with the power of destroying the earth, rushing towards the black shadow.
Mo Ying quickly waved his paws, gymn up with Ye Qiu's fist.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides hit together.
"boom!"
It's like a thunderbolt.
Mo Ying's paw was blasting by Ye Qiu's punch, and then, Mo Ying's body was broken.
"Impossible! How is this possible ..."
The prince of the Ming tribe did not fall, and only felt a powerful force struck him. He had no time to avoid it, and the whole person flew out instantly.
No one saw that when the Prince of the Ming Dynasty flew out, there was a trace of conspiracy with a conspiracy.