The Prince Cheng's face was cold, he showed an ugly smile, and said slowly: "Then die! Let me kill you, and search your whole body, and I won't let you go anywhere. I heard that there are some powerful people.
The magic weapon will be hidden in a person's body without any trace. Maybe your kid carries such a treasure with him!"
Yue Botao smiled sinisterly and echoed: "That's right! That's right! What Prince Cheng said makes sense to me, the peak master!"
It has only been a month since the last battle in Yaowang Valley.
This short month, for Prince Cheng, meant playing with a few women, practicing for a few days, and participating in an auction. It was too short and definitely not enough to improve his cultivation.
The two of them naively believed that Sun Ning had not changed much from what he was a month ago. Either one of them could easily kill Sun Ning.
Sun Ning smiled faintly, and the Golden Eye Technique had already been deployed, quietly exploring and analyzing the strength of the two people.
Yue Botao sneered and said: "The Qing Emperor's Martial Palace is a place of right and wrong. Be careful of the oriole behind you. Prince, don't talk nonsense with him. You go up, or do I?"
Prince Cheng said solemnly: "Leave it to me!"
The next moment, a blue long sword appeared in his hand, and he shouted coldly: "Sun Ning, my prince's Lihuo Sword has not drank human blood for several months. It is when hunger and thirst are unbearable. Use your genius
Blood, come and feed my sword, it’s really exciting!”
Prince Cheng flew up, the Lihuo Sword was a little higher in the air, and a red sword energy spurted out like a fire dragon. He heard him shout fiercely: "Take my sword of fire!"
As early as the moment when the Prince Cheng flew up, Sun Ning also jumped up, his figure completely turned into an afterimage, and the Langya stick turned into a simple long sword with a green body, flying a little higher in the air.
Under a sword light, five sword shadows appeared like six swords hanging overhead. The divine sword that suddenly landed rolled up bursts of sword energy, and for a while, a fierce rain of swords fell within a radius of three feet.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The first confrontation between the two of them did not involve any probing, but a real confrontation. With one strike of the sword, a series of sword sounds were heard. The two swords collided fiercely with hundreds of swords. The sound lasted for ten breaths before they died.
disappear.
Whoosh!
The two of them flew back together.
Prince Cheng looked at Sun Ning in surprise and said to himself: "How can this kid have such strong real energy? I was always wary of his speed before, thinking that this person just relied on his superb body skills and speed. Now it seems
, it’s not just as simple as speed. Even the true energy in his body is not much worse than mine! Moreover, this kid’s cultivation level has reached the realm of six-star Yuanjun. In just one month, how could this person have achieved this?
Such a huge improvement?”
Prince Cheng gritted his teeth.
Sun Ning's growth rate was so fast that it was completely terrifying.
If we can't kill him on the spot this time, I'm afraid that after a while, it will be too late to kill him.
When I think of this, my heart becomes even more awe-inspiring and I am very energetic.
Yue Botao was surprised when he saw that the two of them fought evenly with one strike of sword. Prince Cheng was the nineteenth-ranked being on the Shenhai Ranking, and he was a bit stronger than himself, and his strength was quite strong.
Sun Ning leaned closer and shouted coldly: "Prince Cheng, try taking my Floating Light Sword again!"
Whoosh!
Langya stick fired seventeen swords one after another.
Seventeen rays of sword light and eighty-five sword shadows instantly formed a web of sword energy. Within a radius of seven feet, more than a hundred solid green swords suddenly stabbed at the Prince of the City.
It's like a powerful swordsman, making thousands of swords fly together in his mind. Thousands of sharp swords seem to be spiritually connected, and they only shoot towards one target.
"You have actually reached the highest level of 'do whatever you want'!"
Prince Cheng's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily: "The Sword of Dali!"
He finally understood why Sun Ning's swordsmanship was so terrifyingly powerful.
The opponent actually cultivated the realm of swordsmanship to the highest level where he can do whatever he wants.
This alone is enough to suppress his own advantage in the way of swordsmanship.
This time, two faint blue sword auras surged out from his blue long sword, and there was a faint sound of waves in them. They turned into countless fine sword auras and crashed towards Sun Ning's sword style.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sword energy exerted by the two people collided violently for the second time. The two swords did not fight each other, but the sword energy roared, but they made a continuous sound as clear as the beating of a bell.
The violent sword energy shot out all around, and everything within a radius of seven feet was carved with dense holes.
Sun Ning remained motionless, while Prince Cheng retreated rapidly.
The next moment, Sun Ning flew forward, looking like a big bird. He pointed his sword again, and the sword energy was cold.
The Crown Prince quickly resisted, but he never expected that a black flag-shaped magic weapon would appear in Sun Ning's hand.
Whoosh!
Sun Ning waved fiercely, and a cloud of black smoke emerged from it, and soon turned into a strange human-shaped thing, led by more than a dozen soul demon kings, evil ghost kings, and Rakshasa kings, with countless
The evil spirit ghosts, accompanied by shrill screams, swept over the prince in an instant!
"ah……"
In just a few breaths, the shrill screams of Prince Cheng came from the black mist...
The screams soon slowed down...
In the blink of an eye, the three storage rings and the high-grade treasure fell to the ground, and the Prince Cheng was completely gone, not even his bones or clothes were left.
One of the Rakshasa kings actually burped and let out a loud roar. It seemed that after obtaining the body of the peak of Yue Bo Tao's innate seven-star realm, he gained great satisfaction and was in a state of advancement.
[Ding! You killed Prince Cheng and gained 50,000 experience points and 5,000 vitality!]
Sun Ning ignored it, held up the long sword, unfolded the Glitter Sword again, and charged towards the Moon Wave.
He had been in seclusion for a month, and his cultivation had improved greatly. It was no longer difficult to deal with an opponent like Prince Cheng. However, it would take at least fifty moves to kill him with swordsmanship alone.
At this time, Yue Bo Tao may escape.
So after the confrontation between the two, Sun Ning took out the Treasure Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts and Evil Spirits, and used this high-grade treasure whose power was close to that of a Taoist weapon to instantly restrain the Prince of the City.
Yue Botao was also shocked that in Sun Ning's highest level of swordsmanship, the battle situation that seemed to be evenly matched suddenly changed completely.
When Sun Ning was already in front of him, he realized that Prince Cheng seemed to be finished.
Is the city prince going to finish playing?
Then how can I be my opponent?
He is so angry!
Angry at why this little bastard always gets the upper hand, and angry at why he failed again despite such a good opportunity...
All kinds of anger, countless anger mixed together in the moon waves, it is too late to escape. (To be continued)