Chapter five hundred and fourteen playing on the palm of the hand
This spear instantly shattered the sky and the earth, becoming bigger and bigger in Ye Xiwen's eyes, and almost instantly reached Ye Xiwen.
The powerful aura swept up by the war spear is like a vast ocean, passing through the sky and forcing people's soul...
Ye Xiwen was almost locked and nailed to the ground.
Ye Xiwen snorted coldly and grabbed it with one hand. Huoyun Bengtian grabbed it with his hand. Ye Xiwen also became a little more serious. He almost immediately saw that it was the Seventh Prince who was attacking him. He was already a cultivator at the peak of the Holy Realm.
Because, he can conquer the world by himself, he doesn't need any help at all, he can sweep all directions by himself, relying on his super strength, that's why he is so arrogant, the second prince, the third prince and the like are not considered at all.
In his eyes, if it weren't for the constraints of the royal family's rules, he would probably take action directly and kill all those princes.
Ye Xiwen's movements were as fast as lightning, with the force of thunder, like clouds hanging from the sky, spreading out a large area in the sky, and suddenly grabbed the war spear.
"Qiang!"
"Qiang!"
The war spear actually slipped some distance in Ye Xiwen's hand, making a sound like gold and iron.
Ye Xiwen showed a disdainful smile on his face and said, "Is this the only way? Then no one can save you today!"
Suddenly, veins popped out on Ye Xiwen's arm. He tightened his grip on the war spear and threw it suddenly.
"Whoosh!" The war spear made an unimaginable sharp sound as it broke through the air, swept out a long golden dragon, and instantly stabbed straight towards the seventh prince, trying to nail him to death on the spot.
Seeing that his offensive was not only ineffective, but Ye Xiwen counterattacked an army. The war spear was thrown in Ye Xiwen's hand. It was far more terrifying than him, and it was as powerful as a broken bamboo. The space was penetrated in an instant like a mirror. The cracks were bigger than
The war spear swept across even faster, like a long black dragon sweeping over in an instant.
"Don't underestimate people!" At this time, he finally understood that he seemed to have kicked a big iron plate. But with his arrogant character for many years, how could he admit defeat at this time, how could he admit that he was not as good as Ye Xiwen?
The whole guy who just entered the holy realm.
You must know that Ye Xiwen stepped into the Holy Realm and survived the Holy Realm calamity in full view of everyone in the Imperial Capital. This cannot be added to this.
"roar!"
The Seventh Prince roared angrily, and the muscles in his hands suddenly bulged. He spread out his hands to catch the dragon-like war spear. He did not dare to catch the war spear with one hand like Ye Xiwen did.
"Stab!" There was a shrill sound, with the leather and flesh peeling off. The war spear fell into his hand, and it did not make a sound like gold and iron like Ye Xiwen did. On the contrary, his whole body was stretched by the spear.
The spear almost flew away, and the flesh on his palm was ground to pieces almost instantly. The tip of the war spear almost pierced the Seventh Prince's chest.
"Tap, tap, tap!" The seventh prince couldn't control his feet at all. He retreated suddenly, leaving huge footprints on the ground. He couldn't stop the force of the war spear. The entire war spear was covered with unimaginable...
Huge power.
"Whoosh!" A golden light flashed, and Ye Xiwen suddenly appeared behind the seventh prince. He suddenly kicked out a big foot and kicked straight towards the seventh prince's descendants.
"Be careful!" the second prince and the third prince shouted quickly. Although they usually fought to the death, they were still fighting in the inner circle. Regarding Ye Xiwen, they were unanimous in dealing with the outside world.
But there was no time at this time, Ye Xiwen had already kicked him up.
"Bang!" The seventh prince was kicked by Ye Xiwen, and another huge force rushed in from the opposite direction.
"Pfft!" Being attacked by two huge forces, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. He couldn't hold the spear in his hand anymore. The spear penetrated directly into the seventh prince's chest, and blood immediately spattered out and scattered all over the sunny sky.
"Boom!" One end of the spear pierced the ground fiercely, creating a large crater in the hard stone slab, and the other end penetrated the seventh prince's chest.
The seventh prince was in a strange state, being nailed to a spear, his eyes widened, almost unbelievable that the strength he was so proud of could be so vulnerable in front of Ye Xiwen.
But it was useless to be unwilling. He had already been nailed to the ground. When he was about to attack Ye Xiwen, this result was destined. Maybe he never thought that it would be like this. After all, he had entered the holy realm.
It has been many years since he reached the peak of his realm, and Ye Xiwen has just entered the holy realm.
And the most important thing is that he never thought that Ye Xiwen would actually dare to take action. He is a prince with a noble status, and Ye Xiwen is just a tribute to his 23rd brother. To put it harshly, he is actually just like a servant. He feels that Ye Xiwen
I definitely wouldn't dare to kill him.
But he never thought that he was arrogant and domineering, but Ye Xiwen was not a lawless person. He dared to kill the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall as soon as he entered the Zhenwu Academy. A mere prince was nothing, there was nothing he dared not to kill.
Previously, Jiaomujiao even planned to kill all these people to clear the way for the twenty-third prince to ascend the throne.
Almost at the same time, Ye Xiwen felt an astonishing sword energy sweeping across from mid-air, covering Ye Xiwen and cutting the space into sections.
The golden divinity behind Ye Xiwen suddenly formed a pair of golden wings, and disappeared without a trace almost in an instant, freed from the invasion of the sword energy.
"Boom!" The entire long sword cut a huge crack on the ground, stretching for more than ten miles, and rushed out of the city.
Ye Xiwen looked up and saw that it was the old priest of the royal family who took action. Around him, four long knives formed a terrifying array of swords. All four of them were sacred weapon-level long knives. His strength was unfathomable.
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The old priest stared at him with an evil look and said: "What a trick. Even the Seventh Prince, the younger generation of the royal family, who is known as the number one genius, has been manipulated by you. Such a person should be famous, but why?
,I’ve never heard of you?”
The old minister looked at Ye Xiwen with some suspicion. He seemed to appear suddenly. There had never been any record of this person before. Although the ministers of several other princes were very powerful, like Dwarf Tiger, they disappeared for a long time.
It took a long time for him to appear next to the fourth prince, but as long as he was interested, he could still find out. Everyone knew about Dwarf Tiger's heel, so it was hardly a secret.
As long as someone stands out, they can't escape being found out, but Ye Xiwen and Jiaomu Jiao are different. There are no records before this. Even if they use the power of the entire royal family, they can't find Ye Xiwen's followers.
foot.
I'm not afraid of Ye Xiwen's background. What I'm afraid of is that I can't find out his background.
Ye Xiwen said: "What's weird about this? I have been picking medicinal materials in the mountains all year round and have never been born. It's normal for you not to know!"
Now everyone regards themselves as the alchemy master, so what if he acts as the alchemy master for once.
He was secretly vigilant in his heart. His skill had been raised to the highest level. Although this answer was omnipotent, after all, everyone knew that these alchemists haunted the deep mountains and old forests all year round. Unless they were alchemists with strong support, they lacked medicinal materials.
It's a very common thing.
But despite this, Ye Xiwen still didn't dare to relax. If this old guy suddenly made another surprise attack, then he would probably capsize in the gutter. He didn't take those princes to heart. The only thing that really made him wary was this one.
He is an inconspicuous old guy, and his first attack is a sure kill. If he had just moved a little slower, he would probably be killed without any mercy, without any mercy.
However, although he was vigilant, he was not too worried. As long as he wanted to, although he could not defeat the old worshiper, he could still escape. Before he could become a semi-saint, he had escaped from a great saint.
, although it can be said that he has experienced life and death, but although this old man is powerful, in general, he still cannot compare with the Great Sage.
"Who is this person? I don't believe those alchemists are so powerful!" The third prince's spiritual consciousness started to communicate with the second prince.
It’s not that the alchemists and the others are unsupported by the public, and they are not ignorant of the combat effectiveness of those alchemists. What makes alchemists fearful is not their own strength. In fact, their strength is often not as good as that of warriors of the same level. What really makes them fearful is their strength.
What people are afraid of is their huge network of relationships. If they really take action against them, especially those alchemy masters, one or two masters they have rescued may appear at any time, and then they will be in big trouble.
But Ye Xiwen's performance completely overturned their impression of alchemists. Are you kidding me? If all the alchemists are so terrifying, then why are they messing around?
Although they believe that there is no alchemy master, it is unlikely that it would be so terrifying. In other words, there may be other reasons.
"There must be other means. You know how strong Seventh Brother is. It is not wrong at all to say that he is the number one master of the younger generation of our royal family, but in front of him, he is like a doll, being played with.
With such strength in the palm of his hand, tsk tsk, I really don’t know where the twenty-third brother was recruited from!" The second prince sighed, how come such a person is not encountered by him.
"Such a person must be a huge threat, and I think this person is also an ambitious person. Even the twenty-third brother may not be able to control him. How we fight among the royal family is our own business. Where can we tolerate it?
Others have to intervene!" The second prince continued.
"What does second brother mean..." the third prince asked.
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