"Solve it as soon as possible and try to make it a draw!" said His Highness the Fifth Prince.
His Highness said this in the Luobei dialect. The Tang-Tibetan Empire was vast and there were no less than two thousand dialects in various places. Not to mention the Aegean people, even the silk natives could not understand them all.
The golden-armored swordsman who was summoned by His Royal Highness nodded solemnly.
This Zhijinwu has a faint scent of osmanthus all over his body. He is slender and slender. He holds a short sword with a two-color tassel in his right hand, as white as jade, and wears a metal mask with a green face and fangs on his face.
Generally speaking, only warriors with extremely handsome faces would wear ferocious masks to frighten their enemies.
"We, the Great Heavenly Dynasty, are talking about the style of a big country. Just let the other party know that the sky is high and the earth is high!" His Highness the Fifth Prince continued to arrange the Invincible Dragon Hands and earnestly told his Zhijinwu: "But people come from far away to take care of them. Gongsun, you must not let the other party
His Royal Highness the Prince is too embarrassed to step down."
Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they stretch out their hands. After His Royal Highness saw the sword of Prince Wentai Claire, he was sure that the speed and level of the sword were not enough to bring much to the first swordsman under his command.
Trouble.
Liu Zhencheng looked at His Majesty the Fifth Highness and his Zhijinwu with a bit of laughter and tears.
If he abandons all the precautions and calculations in his heart and simply looks at it from a technical and tactical perspective, Liu Zhanshao has absolute affirmation and trust in Wen Tai Claire’s strength—this son of Xibei is not only proficient in all kinds of martial arts, but also versatile
Behemoth's unique martial arts, which are incompatible with fire and water, such as plant magic, fighting spirit, madness, telekinesis, and breath locking, have achieved a magical fusion in his body.
Based on this achievement of learning from the strengths of others, no matter which Aegean era Vintaclair appears in throughout the ages, he must be a super brave man who will be remembered throughout history!
This is just Wentai Claire’s superficial strength!
No one with ulterior motives would make all their secret tricks public!
This is also the most terrifying thing about Wentai Claire - he uses the powerful five-fingered sword light as a blindfold. How outrageous has his true strength reached?
Who is he? What is the purpose of joining Feilengcui?
The urgency of time has made Lao Liu no longer sit back and wait for answers. He must find out the true identity of Wentai Claire and the real purpose of pretending to be his son as soon as possible!
Today is a perfect opportunity!
The territory of the Tang and Zang Empire alone covers the entire Silk Continent. Such a powerful national power is far from being comparable to any Aegean country; as the royal guard of the Tang and Zang Empire, Zhi Jinwu's strength is certainly not that of Behemoth Golden Crown Horn.
The heights a fighter can reach!
Let Zhi Jinwu serve as the touchstone. No matter the excuse or the gold content, it meets the standards that Liu Zhenshao's son dreams of!
Under the two prerequisites of solving the problem as soon as possible and drawing as much as possible, as long as the restrained Wentai Claire is forced by Zhi Jinwu to come up with some new tricks, his background and origins will not escape the vicious eyes of so many people around him!
But what Liu Zhencheng didn't expect was that His Highness Tang Zang's Fifth Highness actually held the same strong confidence as him!
It seemed that the sword radiance performed by Wentai Claire just now gave the opponent confidence to win.
"Be careful. After all, your opponent is not the Aegean Sword Master, but the Silk Sword Master!" Liu Zhenshao used voice transmission to inform Wentai Claire again. He didn't want this kid to be knocked down by someone in person. In that case, this time,
The experiment has no meaning at all.
Wente Claire looked back at the old man meaningfully.
Even without the care of his "father", Wentai Claire will not underestimate his opponents!
For a Yakuza master, no matter how rubbish the opponent is, they must go all out. This is the most basic attitude towards the enemy!
Although everyone understands this simple truth, not everyone may always be able to do it; Wentai Claire is different. The bumps in his life have always made him remember a painful lesson. He will never make the same mistake.
Offend again.
"Your Majesty, I am competing with your two great swordsmen. In addition to the aura, do you also have other skills other than swordsmanship?" His Highness the Fifth Prince looked at Old Liu with a smile.
"What's the point of adding magic?" Liu shook his head magnanimously: "Actually, Wentai Claire also has good achievements in plant magic. I'll take care of him without using magic!"
What makes Old Liu a little embarrassed is that His Highness the Fifth Prince is also taking care of his swordsman wearing a ferocious mask. It seems that the Invincible Dragon Hand is not only managed by Wentai Claire, who also has sword skills and magic.
The sharp Citroën sword split two strong gusts of wind in the air. Vintacré politely placed the sharp sword between his nose and saluted his opponent.
Tang Zang held Jinwu and slowly drew out his dagger. He spread his hands and danced a series of dazzling cold lights gracefully and smoothly. Finally, he stood on the ground with one foot, like a flying eagle with spread wings. Each hand held a dazzling dagger.
The sword, in a still posture, slightly nodded towards Vintaclair.
The metal mask of the King-wielding King projects two eyes that are colder than the sword light. The two daggers in his hands are silvery and blurred, and two elegant yellow sword spikes with exquisite patterns follow.
The wind was blowing slightly, as if there was no trace of human smoke and fire.
"Your Highness, are you a swordsman or a two-handed swordsman?" Liu Zhencheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Fifth Highness.
"It's a male and female sword." His Majesty the Fifth Prince began to pretend: "His Majesty is laughing at the fact that Xiao Wu came in a hurry this time and only brought the worst one among the four great swordsmen of Tang and Tibet, the Sword God 'Three Generations Under One Roof'!"
"That's a bit unfair!" Liu Zhensha shrugged his shoulders and told the truth: "My son Wentai Claire is the first swordsman in the Aegean, known as the Star of Hyjal."
"Your Majesty, absolute number one does not exist, and it is even more unreasonable." His Highness the Fifth Prince chuckled and made a pun: "The same goes for the weak."
Liu Zhencheng didn't answer, because Wentai Claire had already fought with swords and gleams of Tang and Tibetan Sword God "Three Generations Under One Roof".
In just a moment of lightning, the weapons of the two super swordsmen collided with an endless sound of gold and iron; the cold light surged and the two sky-covering sword lights split at the touch. Just hearing the sound didn't sound like it.
It was two masters dueling swordsmanship, like dozens of blacksmiths forging iron at the same time.
It was obvious that both sides were just making tentative attacks to test their opponents' strength.
Wente Claire used the "Rolling Thunder Sword Technique" to open a wide area. The Citroën sword completely wrapped his body, swinging away the sword shadows that filled the sky like a big windmill. From time to time, he rose into the air, using extremely sharp swords and momentum.
Attack the opponent with powerful and heavy slashes.
The Tang Zang Sword God's two daggers intertwined into a brilliant silver sword net in front of him, blocking Wentai Claire's attack like a copper wall.
Both sides are on defense against each other and neither side is willing to show weakness.
The only difference that can be seen is that every time the Tang Zang Sword God moves his footsteps, the ground will be centered on his boots, and radial cracks will appear on the bluestone pavement.
Where the two sword lights rolled past, the sword wind became more and more fierce, blowing sand and rocks all around like a tornado passing by.
The Tang and Tibetan soldiers who were watching the battle from a distance were retreating step by step. The raging sword wind was so overbearing that once they were hit in the face, it would feel like a razor scratching their skin.
"What a sword!" Liu Zhensha praised. He could compete with Citroën, the sharpest sword in the demon world. The male and female daggers of this Tang and Tibetan sword god seemed to be top-quality swords.
"His Royal Highness didn't use Gang Qi?" His Highness the Fifth His Highness gasped and looked at Old Liu with good eyesight.
"Oh~ Wentai Claire used the mad transformation known as the Aegean double skill with Dou Qi!" Liu Zhensha nodded and added an emphasis: "This is the traditional stunt of our Behemoth warriors."
Wentai Claire did not use Dou Qi at the beginning, but used Madness, which did not surprise Lao Liu.
There are three types of Behemoth's madness, namely "War Song Madness", "Second Madness" and "Autonomous Madness"; the first two types of madness can be achieved by any Behemoth as long as sufficient external conditions are provided.
Only "autonomous madness" is the patent of high-level Behemoth warriors. It is directly linked to talent. There is no second shortcut!
At present, the number of high-level warriors in the Behemoth Kingdom who can "autonomously go berserk" will never exceed the number of altar sacrificial sites; this kind of natural madness can not only greatly increase the body's resistance and physical strength, but also cause pain in wrestling and stimulate fighting spirit.
, also possesses a special ability--when fighting the enemy, all Behemoth warriors who enter "autonomous madness" can slow down and decompose every movement they see! The more "
Behemoth warriors with a higher degree of "autonomous madness" will see the decomposition movement in their eyes become slower!
Liu Zhenchen calls this special ability "montage vision."
The reason why he often laughs at the fact that his enemies are still in his eyes is not because of his arrogance. The key is the confidence brought by "autonomous madness".
The state of Wenteklair's "autonomous madness" is so high that it is one of the best in the current Behemoth Kingdom. If you go up against him, any slowness in your skills will be humiliating.
This Tang Zang Sword God can not only withstand Wen Tai Claire's fast sword attack, but he is not at a disadvantage at all. His swordsmanship is so high that every Feileng Cui person watching the battle will be stunned; even though his strength is still lacking.
, but Wente Claire could not rely on brute force to defeat the dragon's hand defense and break the balance, so from this point of view, both sides have their own merits.
In this case, if you still want to rely on traditional swordsmanship to determine the outcome, it will undoubtedly take a lot of time to arrive at the final result. The two masters of swordsmanship both made their own decisions unanimously.
Wente Claire used sword light, and the Citroën fighting sword swept out four almost uninterrupted green light blades, roaring through the air.
The male and female swords of the Tang Zang Sword God burst out with a pale golden halo, and the golden sword aura like a horse's sword was like substance, spitting out and extending from the tips of his two swords like the tongue of a giant python.
In just an instant, a pair of male and female daggers suddenly transformed into two giant golden swords that were three meters long.
The mighty sword-shaped aura not only crushed the four green blades head-on, but also stabbed Wente Claire with all its strength.
Liu Zhancheng and the senior counselors' eyes widened when they saw it.
The golden aura of this Tang and Tibetan sword god extended completely ten meters outward from the tip of the sword in an endless flow!
Wentai Claire was forced back by these two sword attacks; if it weren't for the "Yuluo Sword Light" that continuously repelled the opponent's blade-shaped energy that was constantly extending outwards, if it wasn't for the Garfield tribe's unique skill of "flying over the wall and lifting vertically"
"With his swift movements, Wentai Claire might have been overwhelmed by the waves of silk swords that were struck by this invincible dragon hand!
"Is this Jin Jieqi?" The five human magisters shouted loudly: "This kind of sword control technique is really powerful!"
Liu Zhenshao shook his hand while holding the Divi crystal ball and almost dropped it.
If it weren't for Wente Claire still having some information, this wave of attacks would have ended in despair.
Wiping off cold sweat, Liu Zhenshao had to admit that the strength of this Tang and Tibetan Sword God was really shocking!
Aegean's fighting spirit is the same as magic. Most of them still rely on the release of mandrels as a method of attack. It is not impossible to condense the fighting spirit into weapons and use them. But as far as Aegean is concerned, even if the fighting spirit weapon is condensed, it will still be used as a weapon.
Throwing is the main thing!
Like the Tang and Tibetan Sword God "Three Generations Under One Roof", who holds a fighting spirit weapon in his hand as a flashlight to shine on others, this method is really too exaggerated, excessive and too powerful!
Dou Qi is the same as magic power. It is consumed very quickly. After all, the usual accumulation and storage are limited and are not inexhaustible. According to the posture of Tang Zang Sword God, either the gang qi is strong and the bean bag is not used properly.
Dry food; or you want to make the final decision and complete the victory in one battle! Liu Zhenzhen is ashamed. Silk Continent’s cultivation method is indeed weird. Before the Tang Zang Sword God took action, the elemental fluctuations were not noticeable at all, but after taking action, he suddenly burst out with powerful force.
The momentum made him a little frightened.
At this time, Wente Claire couldn't even think of using his finger rays. The opponent's strength made him shoot out five finger rays.
Each of these five finger lights turned into three half-moon-shaped green blades. In the square inch of the sky, green shadows shot out all over the sky, as fast as lightning.
The people who were still sitting on the chairs all let out a "huo" sound and stood up from their seats.
These five fingers are all level four blades!
These are five level four blades that are comparable to a high-level magic!
This is a fourth-level blade with five piercing powers and sustained damage far exceeding that of magic of the same level!
According to Wentai Claire's self-report, this is already the highest level of finger light he can release.
If what he said is true, then he is obviously fighting the lion against the rabbit, and he will go all out from the beginning!
"His Royal Highness actually knows the 'Six Meridians Sword Gang'?" His Royal Highness Tang Zang's calm smile disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an extremely solemn expression.
"This is the ultimate state of our Aiqin's fighting spirit. It refers to the light. Juro is just five fingers pointing to the light." Liu Zhenshaan grinned as he said it. He had made a new discovery. He didn't expect that the Tang Zang Sword God wearing a ferocious mask was actually a little girl.
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Seeing Wentai Claire's five-pointed finger strike, the Tang Zang Sword God let out a sweet cry. It was this cry that betrayed her identity as a daughter. According to Old Liu, this was another call for a good bed.
The little oriole's voice is in tune! The leader's motto "Women hold up half the sky" is enough for any male chauvinist to see the wisdom in it. After the Tang and Tibetan female swordsman gave a sweet scold, the two swords in her hand
The male and female daggers whose handles swelled and swallowed the golden aura quickly grew thicker. The size of the swords instantly expanded more than ten times, and they looked like two forest logs!
"Peng"!
After a thunderous roar, a huge wave of air splashed in all directions. The Tang and Tibetan soldiers fifty yards away were like scarecrows in a field, and they were all blown away in a large area. The same was true for the Summer Palace warriors who were closer.
A drunken stagger.
Liu Zhancheng narrowed his eyes and shuddered in the strong wind blowing against his face.
Wentai Claire's five finger rays were actually intercepted by the two giant swords of the Tang and Tibetan Sword Goddess!
However, this female sword goddess originally emitted golden energy from the male and female daggers, but also disappeared completely at the same time.
The two super swordsmen were like the most powerful cheetahs in the forest, leaping, bouncing and rolling on the spot, avoiding the center of the explosion where the swords of both sides collided fiercely.
Before Wen Tai Claire could strike back again, a dagger flew away from the Tang Zang Sword Goddess’s hand, dragging out a silver light and shadow, heading straight for Wen Tai Claire’s face.
"Holy crap! It's still a sword chant!" Liu rolled his eyes in shock.
Wente Claire waved the Citroën with his left hand to deflect the opponent's flying sword. Before he could use the Invincible Dragon Hand to clean up his right hand and continue to shoot the finger light, the opponent's short sword jumped out of a strange arc in the air and continued to slash his waist and ribs.
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Those who can fight with swords can only do it with blood elves in the Aegean continent.
The contest between the two ultra-level swordsmen reached a fever pitch at this moment, making others really enjoy themselves.
The female Sword Goddess of Tang and Tibet grasps her right hand in vain, as if she is playing with the invisible strings in the air. As her jade fingers flick, the flying sword is like a fish swimming in the water or a bird in the sky, cruising with great lightness.
Behind Wen Tai Claire, a sword struck at the vital point as fast as a sword, cunning and vicious! And the other dagger in her left hand was still swallowing a solid golden blade, fighting hard with Wen Tai Claire's finger light.
Almost.
The opponent's sword chanting skills caused a lot of trouble for Wentai Claire!
In such a fierce battle, even "Star of Hyjal" Vintaclair found it difficult to be distracted by the flying sword behind him. This change of gesticulating directly caused his right fingertips to be distracted.
, not only the release speed has become slower, but the quantity has also become smaller. Only two finger rays can be released at a time to challenge the opponent's Gangqi sword, which is exactly the same.
The impact of manipulating two weapons and two forms of fighting on the court on the speed of the warring parties is obvious. Although to a layman, the two swordsmen are still fighting in a dazzling array of flowers, but in fact the intensity is different from that of the two swordsmen.
Compared to just now, it's already a big difference.
The situation is a bit awkward for Vintacler.
The flashlight sword controlled by the Tang and Tibetan female swordsman's left hand is as long as seven or eight meters, almost the length of a heavy dragon spear. The flying sword controlled by her right hand has an even more exaggerated attack radius, and it always cruises in the Ten Princes.
He stabbed one after another in the most cunning and vicious arc.
For the Tenth Prince, his Citroën could block the opponent's flying sword from time to time, but the distance between the two sides was only seven or eight yards away. With the length of the Citroën sword, even if he had time to calmly fight back, he would not be able to reach his opponent at all.
Fingerlight can do long-distance attacks, but the opponent's flashlight sword gang doesn't give him a chance at all.
The current situation is that the Tang and Tibetan Sword Goddess is attacking with all her strength, but the Tenth Prince can only half attack and half defend.
Although neither party could take advantage, the scene was indeed more embarrassing for Vintacler.
All masters know how to reasonably control the fighting distance, and the Tang Zang Sword Goddess is no exception. From time to time, she slides backward lightly, keeping the best attack distance and initiative in her own hands, just not letting Wentai Claire
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This is a standard stalemate, and this is the most common outcome when two swordsmen of extremely similar strength continue to compete.
Since it is not easy for both parties to have flaws, the only way is to slowly drag it down until one party has a flaw.
Liu Zhencheng admired this female swordsman very much. Judging from her strength, if Wentai Claire hadn't used sword chanting skills to force Wentai Claire from the beginning and was distracted and unable to get close to her for a close combat, she would definitely have been defeated.
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The tentative attack in the initial stage not only allowed Wentai Claire to understand the opponent's weaknesses, but also made the female sword god clearly aware of her own shortcomings!
Now this shortcoming has been made up, and a real master should be like this!
"Your Majesty, there is no point in continuing the fight. Maybe after the two of them have weakened their energy and blood, they will miss the mark and suffer a loss, then it will be boring." His Highness the Fifth sighed and said to Lao Liu with some reluctance: "I think it's better.
Let’s stop here, His Highness the Prince’s ‘Six Meridians Sword Gang’ really opened my eyes!”
"If Wentai Claire's finger light level is one higher level, or if he can cultivate the finger light of one more finger, your sword god 'Three Generations Under One Roof' will definitely lose." Liu Zhancheng also sighed, he could see it,
Wentai Claire did not lie to him. The Xibei son's cultivation and realm in finger rays were indeed as he said. He had only practiced five-finger sword rays, and the most powerful sword blade was only level four.
"Cultivation of another finger? Haha...Isn't that the highest realm of six meridians? According to what Your Majesty said, if my sword god 'Three Generations Under One Roof' cultivates the highest realm of 'Space Sword Gang', wouldn't that be a sure win?"
Already?" His Highness Tang Zang5 really didn't like to hear what Old Liu said, so he sneered.
"The highest state? No, no, no... We in Aegean once had someone who cultivated ten-finger rays. The 'sword sword in the air' mentioned by His Highness must mean that flying swords flying in the air can suddenly spit out sword blades, achieving ultra-long-range attacks.
Is that the purpose?" Liu Zhenzhen smiled and said: "They are both at the highest level, but two flying swords made of silk cannot be compared to the light of our ten fingers, right?"
"Although the 'Six Meridians Sword Gang' has been lost in our silk world, the human body only has six hand veins. The invincible dragon hand is arranged by Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu knows it. Who can cultivate the ten finger rays that Your Majesty said?" His Highness the Fifth Highness laughed.
Laughing. This Kao is so competitive that he even lies without blushing.
"There are only six tendons in the hand?" Liu Zhenzhen almost choked to death.
In the history of the Aegean, only Samuel, the Death Lord, and Aragorn, the Wilderness Ranger, could reach the ten-finger point. If the human hand only has six tendons, then what is the ten-finger point of the Death Lord?
What's going on?
"Of course there are only six tendons, otherwise why would we call them 'Six Meridians Jian Gang'? We are all intelligent creatures under the same scented handkerchief. There is no reason that you Aegean people can have ten! I am proficient in medical science, don't I have this bit of common sense?
?" His Highness the Fifth reached out and touched Lao Liu's arm, and laughed even harder. Being able to expose His Majesty Kao's pig urine in public is also a very satisfying thing.
"You touch them again." Liu Zhanzhen asked Lampard and Fei Luo to also stretch out their hands to feel the pulse of His Royal Highness.
"It's the same... both have six meridians. In addition to the five meridians on the right hand, there is also an additional three-burner meridians on the little finger of the left hand." His Majesty the Fifth Prince thought to himself, you must be so proud of yourself!
"My day!" Liu Zhenzhen didn't feel embarrassed at this moment. After His Highness said this, he couldn't help but doubt that Samuel, the death lord in the era of the war between gods and demons, was actually not a human at all, but an out-and-out human being.
Demon! Aragorn, the wilderness ranger with the highest level of fingering in history, can only have six fingers. There is no reason that Samuel, the death lord, is more talented than Aragorn!
Only the demons and the Aegeans don't covet under the same fragrant handkerchief, their body structures may be different!
Liu Zhenshao doubted whether Lord Death was just like him back then, and he was just a spy first. Due to some circumstances, his appearance changed drastically, and he was regarded as an Aegean, thus earning him eternal infamy.
"Damn!" His Highness the Fifth Prince couldn't help but curse.
The two swordsmen who were dueling were already blinded by the fight, or in other words, they had indulged themselves in the strange realm of swordsmanship and were inseparable!
Just like two flying birds, Wentai Claire and Tang Zangfu Sword God are suspended in mid-air with fighting spirit and gang energy. You come and I go, one after another head-on collision of elements, the sound is like thunder falling to the ground!
Just now, they had some room to hold back, but now the two of them had no room for maneuver with their swords and swords, and they were going head-to-head with a lot of money and nothing.
For the sake of safety, the five Aegean magisters have set up a large-scale magic barrier to prevent the aftermath of their fighting spirit from harming ordinary warriors.
A good opponent is like a wife, something you can meet but cannot ask for. Whether it is the Tang Zang Sword Goddess or Wentai Claire, they have brought out the greatest degree of fighting spirit and gang energy, with green shadows and golden rainbows.
, bombarding endlessly in the air; now it is nonsense for them to decide who is the winner and to stop each other. This kind of evenly matched opponent is just like a couple having sex in bed. How can they say "Si Daopu" in the middle of a fierce battle?
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"Let the two of them fight. Their fighting spirit is not boiled water. As soon as their fighting spirit is over, you and I will go up and grab one of them." Liu Zhancheng comforted the fifth highness with a sad look on his face.
"I'm afraid it's impossible... we..." His Highness the Fifth Prince said with a sullen face. Before he could finish his words, the sword fight between the two masters of swordsmanship in the air had come to an end.
Just as Lao Liu said, no one can bear such a hard fight, so one of the two swordsmen had no choice but to use the ultimate trump card.
The Tang Zang female sword goddess completely gave up her two daggers, put her hands together, and with a sharp shout, she slashed out a cloud-penetrating golden blade that ripped through space!
This monstrous sword that was composed purely of elemental power started out as a dazzling golden ball. With a brilliance that almost deprived Di Polo of his brilliance, it split into a huge half-moon blade in the brilliant flash, and headed straight for Wentekler's body.
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The elements vibrated like tidal hurricane waves, shaking the order of the entire space crazily. Every magician's face changed, and they took action to deploy their best shield barrier.
"This is the ultimate killing move of the top masters of Sword Gang who turn their bodies into swords." When Ichijo said this, the Tang Zang female sword god madly spat out a large mouthful of blood, her slender body almost crumbling in the air.
The golden blade of light seemed to be slow, but in fact it had already locked onto Ventacler's position, making it inevitable to avoid it.
Judging from the elemental vibration force, the power of this "body transformed into a sword" is absolutely terrifying.
After fighting for this, Wentai Claire's fighting spirit has almost been exhausted. Aiqin's fighting spirit does not have this kind of "turning the body into a sword". He relies on self-inflicted wounds to stimulate his potential and release the ultimate trick of the Mang Blade. Everyone thinks that he
You're going to lose, and if you don't do it right, your life will be lost.
His Highness Tang Zang’s Fifth Highness, the Aegean Grand Magisters and the three Dragon Clan elders all hesitated for a moment. Their Invincible Dragon Hands thought Lord Fei Lengcui would not watch his son being beaten to death, but Liu Zhancheng didn’t at all.
Any action, if they want to rescue at this time, it will be too late.
Liu's shocked eyes were fixed on Wen Tai Claire, and now Wen Tai Claire's fighting spirit had completely subsided.
"Ouch!" With a roar like a lion, Wente Claire grasped the Citroën tightly with both hands. His long black hair stood upright like a hedgehog, and his upper body clothes were torn to pieces by the bulging muscles.
As the veins on his face squirmed ferociously like earthworms, the Citroën, as bright as a mirror, was quickly coated with an evil blood red.
Just like Xiangpa bumping into Diplo during the lunar eclipse, the Tenth Prince waved the Citroën hard with both hands, and a bright red half-moon flying blade seemed to burst out from the fountain at the tip of the sword, hitting it squarely.
The golden sword of the female sword goddess.
First there was a blinding explosion of light, followed by a period of deathly silence, and finally there was a loud rumbling sound, and all the sights and the ground were groaning and shaking crazily.
The blood-red half-moon blade released by Wentai Claire was only half a foot long. Compared with the thick and huge golden sword of the female sword god, it was a bit insignificant, but this half-moon-shaped blood blade actually split it apart.
The mighty golden sword!
Not only that, this half-moon bloody blade still retains its power, carrying the fascinating and bright golden stardust, and continues to soar towards the Tang and Tibetan Sword Goddess in mid-air!
This half-moon blood blade seems to be made of countless blood frozen. The red is extremely bright, the red is pitiful, the red is ferocious, and the red is murderous. It belongs to the unique devil side and angelic side of blood. In this
Blood flowed from the half-moon blade, and the thick sweet smell filled the air with the smell of blood.
Liu Zhenshao didn't need to worry about the female sword goddess at all. The five old mages in Tang Zangzhi Jinwu had already taken action. Now he just wanted to know what happened to the extremely powerful half-moon blood blade that Wentai Claire had just released.
Something happened.
Every Behemoth with eyes has seen that the Tenth Prince Wenteklair just used madness instead of fighting spirit!
"Father, I use the 'iron-blood madness' to transform the blood into steel-hard with anger, and then release it through weapons, just like fighting spirit." The tenth prince's face was pale, and his upper body was naked and as strong as a rock.
Muscle, slowly walked up to Lao Liu.
There was no need to ask, the tenth prince who knew everything would explain everything.
Poor Ruona, a loving mother, had tears in her almond-shaped eyes, so she quickly took a robe and put it on her son.
Liu Zhancheng took a look at the Citroën in Wente Claire's hand. The smooth sword was still as bright as autumn water, with a hint of burning bright red remaining on it.
"The sun never sets~ You idiot~" The little parrot flapped its wings excitedly and croaked: "Don't give me a chance to stab him to death!"