In the golden chariot, those domineering eyes suddenly turned into a terrifying light, sweeping out like two beams of skylight, and a terrifying power overflowed!
Obviously, the third prince also heard what Ye Wuque really meant!
Being nakedly despised!
The Seventh Prince on the other side still had a calm smile on his face, but he couldn't help but praise Ye Wuwei in his heart!
"Grandmaster Que is Grandmaster Que, he is always so murderous when he fights people!"
The beautiful eyes of Emperor Shenyou looked at Ye Wuque again at this moment, and they were still filled with deep amazement!
"What a powerful force! Why don't you get angry, Third Brother?"
The seventh prince's voice sounded at the right time, as if it had an incredible meaning. Looking at the golden chariot in the distance, no one with a discerning eye could tell that it was a mockery.
Immediately, the terrifying aura disappeared, and inside the golden chariot, the third prince regained his composure. With a rumble, the chariot slowly fell to the ground, and everyone followed him down.
"What a Tiandanhou...very good..."
There was no trace of sadness or joy in the third prince's voice, only a hint of indifference.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
At this moment, a hoarse dry cough suddenly sounded, coming from the martial arts stage. No one noticed that an old and hunchbacked figure appeared on the martial arts stage. It was an old man in black robes, as if he had always been there.
Average here.
In an instant, all the Tianhuang nobles present, including the third prince and the seventh prince, all bowed slightly towards this figure!
Ye Wuque looked at the old man and felt that he was very similar to the original owner of Qiuxian Building!
"Is it time for the palace battle that happens every three months again..."
"Oh, my old bones are always being tossed around by you two, cough, cough, cough..."
"Okay, okay, now that it's started again, it's still the same old rules. Each of the Yishi Temple and Qi Ren Mansion under the two His Highnesses will send one person to compete on the martial arts platform. If you lose, you will continue to win. The latecomer will challenge until the end.
, in the end, the party represented by the person standing on the martial arts platform is the winner."
As the old man in black robe finished speaking, Ye Wuque also knew the rules of the palace battle.
It's very simple, just fight in the ring, win and stay, and the loser will continue to make up for it until there is nothing more to make up for. Whoever stands at the end will be the final winner.
"Then let's begin..."
"slow!!"
But at this moment, in the golden chariot, the voice of the third prince sounded again!
"Lao Qi, every palace battle is like this, and this palace has won too many times. It's really boring. How about we play a little bigger this time?"
The sudden words of the third prince made everyone's eyes flash slightly!
"Play bigger?"
The seventh prince, who was already sitting cross-legged on the nine-headed silver eagle, looked at the third prince in the golden chariot. An elusive light flashed deep in his eyes, and then he smiled lightly and said: "This is not like what the third brother said. It sounds like this."
It’s a little strange…”
"What? Are you scared, Old Seven?"
In the golden chariot, the third prince still spoke calmly, but with a strong and domineering tone.
"Since the third brother is so happy, I, the seventh brother, should accompany you!"
"good!"
"I wonder how big the third brother wants to be?"
"It's very simple. In the past, it was just about winning or losing. That's all. This time, no matter it's the Palace of Strangers or the Mansion of Strange People, don't be merciful. On the martial arts stage, it doesn't matter life or death. Old Seven, what do you think?"
"Of course, if you dare not, Old Seven, or are unwilling, I will not force you."
Cruel and domineering words came from the golden chariot, with a sense of iron blood!
After hearing the words of the third prince, the masters of the Yishi Palace looked at the members of the Qi Ren Palace and their eyes became fierce and cruel!
However, the expressions of the members of the Qi Ren Mansion remained unchanged, and they just sat quietly on the stone benches.
"It seems that Third Brother has indeed become more and more iron-blooded after returning from the front line this time. On the martial arts stage, it doesn't matter life or death, so come on."
The seventh prince finally expressed his stance.
The old man in black robe did not stop the third prince and the seventh prince from changing the rules. He seemed to be just a referee, but in the end he coughed dryly and said: "If someone can surrender in time, the winner will not win."
Maybe we’ll take action again.”
Surprisingly, the Third Prince and the Seventh Prince had no objections, apparently acquiescing to the words of the old man in black robes.
Huang Xingteng, who was sitting quietly next to the golden chariot, had a smile on his face, and with a pair of narrow eyes, he looked quietly at...Uncle Cang in the mansion of strange people opposite!
Uncle Cang was also sitting quietly among everyone, looking as if he was drowsy, with his gloves in his sleeves, but his fingers were shaking slightly at this moment!
"Has everything been arranged?"
The voice from Huang Xingteng sounded quietly in Uncle Cang's mind!
"It's ready."
Uncle Cang did not speak or transmit any sound, but the fingers in his sleeves were tapping gently, forming a strange rhythm and sound wave.
This is the special and secret way of transmitting information between Uncle Cang and Huang Xingteng, which can isolate all detection to the maximum extent!
"Very good, what about Que Ye?"
"This person is under strict protection and cannot attack, but I and I have gained his trust. When the time comes, we can follow the same method as last time and send him to the west!"
After receiving Uncle Cang's answer, Huang Xingteng did not continue to speak. A flash of pride that he had everything under control flashed through his narrow eyes!
I saw him placing one hand gently on the golden chariot, apparently transmitting a message to the third prince inside.
But Huang Xingteng didn't notice that a sneer flashed in the eyes of the Seventh Prince sitting cross-legged on the nine-headed silver eagle opposite the martial arts stage!
"The palace battle begins now!"
As the old man in black robe gave the order, the atmosphere on the Sky Throne became heated!
"Hahahaha... those trash from Qiren Mansion! Who will die first!!"
A long and proud smile rang out, and a majestic figure rushed out from the side of the Yishi Temple, like an iron tower, and landed heavily on the martial arts platform!
This is a man with bulging muscles all over his body, as if he were made of fine iron, giving him a ferocious look!!
He stood proudly on the martial arts stage, with powerful fluctuations in his cultivation spreading throughout the air. He looked sideways at everyone in the Qi Ren Mansion with an undisguised disdain!