Territory Troubled Times _ Chapter 877 Battle of the backbone
"Hit him, hit him!"
"Come on, little prince!"
The sound of boiling echoed throughout the whole world. In the martial arts arena of Weiyang Royal City, a pervasive fighting spirit shook the hearts of the people in the Tianfu Empire.
Ye Weiyang's strength is at the peak of the king level. After losing the competition, he struggled to enter the realm of martial arts, but he happened to meet this person who came to cause trouble in Sunset City.
But in fact, the young prince was not at all happy because of his breakthrough. The tenth ranked young man in the Longwu Empire had already swept the entire imperial city, and now the strength of the seventh and eighth sons must be above it.
He has just broken through the realm of martial arts, so he may not be a match for the other party.
Besides, the one currently fighting is only the eighth son of the Longwu Empire.
But as the prince of Weiyang City, and as a person with the blood of the Tianfu Empire flowing through his veins, how could he back down? Perhaps knowing that he would die, the young prince stood resolutely on this stage.
He tried not to think about, listen to or see the sounds of people around him. The higher people's expectations of each other, the more disappointed they would be.
In order to keep herself calm, Ye Weiyang tried to calm down her mood.
As if he had gathered his aura at the peak, under everyone's attention, he pulled out a bone knife from his back.
"Huh? Bone knife?" Bazi's eyes changed, and he did not dare to underestimate this person. At that moment, his explosive aura had reached the peak of the first level of Zunwu.
Moreover, the power contained in that bone knife is particularly penetrating.
"You guys remember, Tianfu is not a place for you to run wild!"
The sound of shouting and the sound of the knife falling symbolize the introduction of the battle horn, the stern eyes, the slightest hint of killing, and the bone knife directly slashing the eighth son of Longwu.
"Well done!" The Eighth Son was physically strong, but he clenched his fists and dropped them like war hammers.
Ye Weiyang knew that this man was physically strong, so he had no intention of confronting him head-on. There was actually a bone chain entangled in his left hand. The bone chain glowed wildly, and combined with Wu Jian's body skills, he instantly put the eighth son at a disadvantage.
The people around him clapped and cheered, and smoke swayed from the bone knife and bone chain. In the smoke, the light of the knife passed by, and the eight sons struggled, but they were even more trapped in the net.
The bone knife fell to the ground, and the light of the knife passed by.
A touch of blood brightens the eyes instantly.
"good!"
The cheers came out and shocked people's hearts. The eighth son was at a disadvantage first. The cheers of the crowd echoed, making the seventh son frown: "What the hell are you doing!"
The Eighth Son let out a heavy grunt, and his physical strength reached its peak. His muscles swelled and he screamed, causing the bone chain to break at that moment.
Ye Weiyang's sharp gaze changed, but it caused the bone chain to condense again, becoming tighter and more trembling in an instant.
"The Seventh Level of Overlord Body Power!"
How proud is the eighth son? If he is defeated in Weiyang City, he will be a shame to the entire Longwu Empire. How can the eighth son tolerate such a thing? Immediately, his power suddenly appeared, no longer hidden, and the domineering martial spirit appeared instantly.
The whole body seemed to be filled with a burst of war light.
After a quick glance, the bone chain shattered into pieces and was swallowed up by the violent aura. Ye Weiyang stepped back half a meter, and the two of them looked at each other at the same time.
Staring at each other, a fateful battle, Ye Weiyang's handsome face stirred up ripples of rage, and he shouted loudly. The bone knife stirred up the wind and clouds, and the sky and the earth surged. The blade fell from the sky. In an instant, the light of the knife was like a shadow, like thousands of threads, and it was so fast.
Shoot the eighth son, but see the light of the sword flying like a waterfall and passing by the eighth son!
The crowd held their breath, but they were silently shocked.
In the blink of an eye, the eighth son suddenly grinned and shot out a palm print. Before he could react, a punch hit the opponent. Ye Weiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and the scarlet blood reflected on the arena.
The final song sounded in the royal city, and even the Lord of Weiyang City was sweating for his son.
The bone knife struck a shocking blow, but it was not as good as the previous one. At this moment, it actually left no mark on the eighth son's body, not even a knife mark.
Prince Weiyang trembled, calmed down in awe, and sweatdropped. The blow just now was his full strength, but the opponent's body was so powerful, and combined with the seven layers of will that affected people's hearts, he felt helpless.
Without a word on the field, there was a flash of terrifying fists, which destroyed hundreds of dead souls in the ring. Seeing Ye Weiyang's frustration, the eighth son came with force. The crowd was furious, but in an instant, Ye Weiyang gritted his teeth and raised his hands.
Attack fiercely, with palms and knives coming and going, and a series of moves, leaving no chance of life, but Ye Weiyang is not able to invade at all.
In that dazed moment, the Eighth Son suddenly grinned, and his hands fell like invisible giant mountains. Ye Weiyang's body trembled under the suppression of the seventh level of will.
When he came back to his senses, his opponent hugged him with both arms, pressed hard, and hit his head. Ye Weiyang's handsome face was stained with blood, and his consciousness was briefly dizzy.
Before he could react, the Eighth Son punched his abdomen with the power of will. The terrifying energy penetrated from behind him, leaving a huge crater in the ring.
Ye Weiyang and her body collapsed heavily under the ring.
The crowd was shocked when they saw this.
But the eighth son did not let him go so easily. The violent attacks began to fall on Ye Weiyang. His punch was powerful enough to jump over mountains and crack the ground. You can imagine how much pain Ye Weiyang would endure.
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"prince."
The angry shouts of the crowd echoed across the world. On the huge arena, only the crazy attacks were left. People watched this scene and clenched their fists.
But after all, they didn't have the courage to stand on the stage.
"Stop, you have already won!" If King Weiyang City Master does not stop him, his bloodline will die here.
The eighth son was on the verge of madness and could not hear anyone's words. The Lord of Weiyang City had no choice but to step on the stage. He was also in the realm of martial arts.
But in an instant, an astonishing fighting spirit was released: "Lord City Lord, the battle is not over yet, is it? And as I said before, no one will take action in the battle of the younger generation, no matter life or death. We, the people of the Longwu Empire, fight with our lives. You
If we take action, wouldn't we be trampling on our dignity and beliefs?"
The Seventh Son's fighting spirit dropped astonishingly, and he actually stopped Weiyang City Lord.
His words were not loud, but they were heard by everyone. Although the people of the Longwu Empire were disgusted, as they said, from the moment they stepped into the ring, they were also fighting with their lives. Every battle
Fights are battles where lives are on the line.
"Can you give me a thin noodles? I, the Lord of Weiyang City, would be very grateful." The Lord of Weiyang City said in a low voice. No matter what, he could not leave his son alone.
"Father, don't ask them, this is my fight!"
The sound of roars came out immediately, and a figure walked out of the pit in the ring. Ye Weiyang was seen walking barefoot, with bright red bursting out all over her body. It was too horrible to look at. Following the walking figure, a streak of blood flowed out.
When the crowd saw this scene, their hearts trembled.
"Failed." Among the crowd there, a cold-faced white boy said softly, but it caused ripples in the hearts of the crowd.
Bai Shi said coldly: "If that sissy had a body like mine, she would definitely be able to defeat him."
Baishi spoke with some confidence.
Ling glanced at it, but didn't think Baishi was exaggerating. Although they only had one fight, he knew how terrifying Baishi's body was.
On the contrary, he was merciful and his eyes were soft and pitiful: "That person knew that he was no match for a long time, but he still insisted on fighting, even if he died, he still had to fight."
"There are some things you don't understand." Ling Yi responded softly.
"Is this the so-called man's world?" Huairou was very curious.
Lingyi looked towards the ring: "Maybe."
In the world of men, you may know the outcome, but you will always do things without hesitation. The same is true for Prince Weiyang. If he does not stand up today, more people will die.
In the field, scarlet was stained with blood, and the direction his eyes touched was Ye Weiyang's standing upright body.
"Weiyang!"
"Father, tell me, there are things men do and things they don't do. Everyone has a reason to fight with all his life. This is the case with today's children. This is my duel, and I will win even if I fight my life.
Fight!" Ye Weiyang shuddered, his bones cracked, and the terrifying bone knife dyed his blood red.
Hearing this, the Lord of Weiyang City looked moved and said: "I am watching you here, no matter the result, you are my pride!"
In words, the sadness is hard to heal.
"Haha, what a reason to fight even if you risk your life, but it has become like this, do you think you can still beat me?" As soon as the eighth son spoke, his words were howling, but he didn't take it seriously.
The prince said no more, his aura returned to its peak, the bone knife was ferocious and stained with blood, and his fighting spirit burst out instantly.
Seeing that Ye Weiyang wanted to fight again, the Eighth Son shouted angrily: "If you just lie there obediently, maybe I won't kill you, but now, you are looking for death!"
A sudden punch came out, with shocking killing intent.
The fist hit the body, but Ye Weiyang only took half a step back.
He raised his head, and there was no longer any fear in his eyes.
But at the same time, it aroused the murderous and murderous intention of the eighth son. The violent storm attacks continued to fall, and the astonishing power bombarded Ye Weiyang's body.
The scene he saw inexplicably moved his heart. When he saw this scene, his sadness only increased, and it repeatedly divided the crowd's hearts.
"Stop fighting!"
"Young prince, admit defeat!"
Ye Weiyang never took action, perhaps because he had no chance to take action. People could no longer turn a blind eye to the scene in front of them.
"It's useless to say anything now, he must die!" The crazy fisting intention, the roaring fighting spirit, and the eighth son's fisting style were deadly.
The killing fist came to take lives.
But at that moment, Ye Weiyang's eyes flashed with a hint of determination: "Your martial spirit is the Overlord Body, which can make your physical body stronger, but since the beginning of the battle, you have never seen my real martial spirit.
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"So what, now you are going to die!"
"Haha, will you die? Maybe, but before that, I will take you with me!" The moment Ye Weiyang finished speaking, his whole body was suddenly stained with blood.
Bone spurs suddenly emerged from his body from the inside out. The moment the Eighth Son approached his body, with a bang, the bones of the human body stretched to their limit and pierced into the Eighth Son's arm in an instant.
The pain of the break made him scream.
Ye Weiyang gave a serious look, and the spine knife reappeared. At that fatal moment, the bone knife instantly pierced the eighth son's heart. In an instant, the bone light exploded in the eighth son's body.
When everything seemed to be still, half a moment later, a tremor shook the entire Weiyang City.