The scapegoats captured by the Zhao family were also forced to attack and fought with the monks from the three sects.
However, they were in no mood to fight.
The key factor that determines victory or defeat depends on the strength of the golden elixir.
It doesn't make much sense for them to fight to the death, they might as well save their lives.
At this time, two fourth-level flying warships and two late-stage Jindan cultivators from the Wanling Sect surrounded the Sixth Prince's vehicle.
Everyone in the Zhao family wanted to stop them, but they were held back by monks from three sects.
Especially the late-stage Jindan cultivators who came with the Master of the Setting Sun Palace were actually as good as Zhao Lingjiang in a one-on-one fight.
No wonder Can Yang Palace was the head of the three major sects back then, and its top-notch combat power was really not weak.
The flying warships and monks from the three major sects have arrived more than ten miles away from the Sixth Prince's car.
The Sixth Prince is quite strong. He was known for his talent in cultivation back then, so his fighting skills should not be bad.
But if you want to face two of the same level and two mid-level fourth-level flying warships at the same time, it is not something that can be achieved without a lack of fighting skills.
Previously, Zhao Lingjiang had relied on his own inheritance to restrain the Netherworld Sect, and was able to withstand the formation attack, severely damaging the Netherworld Sect's mid-stage golden elixir, and injuring the same-level refining corpse.
Zhao Lingjiang is already considered to be a top-notch monk at the same level. Even if the Sixth Prince is stronger than him, his strength is limited.
Just as the monks of Wanling Sect were about to take action, a violent wave of water spiritual power similar to thunder came out from the Sixth Prince's car.
Then, an aqua-blue figure flew out of the Sixth Prince's car.
He swung his long sword, and a ray of water-blue sword light struck at the flying warship and the two golden elixir monks from Wanling Sect.
The sword light struck from north to south, and the flying warship closer to the north was cut in half by the sword. No monks on board survived.
The flying warship is extremely powerful and has defensive formations.
It is much harder to severely damage a flying warship than to kill a monk of the same level.
Even so, the fourth-level mid-level flying warship still couldn't withstand this sword.
However, this flying warship also consumed the power of the sword and bought others some time.
The two Wanling Sect monks quickly used escape techniques and successfully escaped.
The other flying warship was at the southernmost point, the farthest away, and it easily avoided the attack.
Although there was, this aqua-blue figure drank: "Zhao Guozong's minister, Zhao Jingguo, is here, and anyone who offends will be killed without mercy."
Upon hearing this, the monks of the Zhao family were very excited, while the others looked confused.
Judging from the appearance of Zhao Jingguo, who is in his thirties, there is no aura of decay in his body, so he must be young.
Zhao Lingjiang smiled and said: "So my uncle is here, so there is no need to be afraid."
The Palace Master of the Setting Sun Palace smiled and said: "Who did I think he was? It turned out to be the son of the last Zhao Guozong Zhengqing.
Your father is indeed powerful, second only to Emperor Zhao Lie in strength.
Back then, when you were still a monk from the Zifu and escaped from the capital with a group of descendants of the Zhao family, I didn't take it seriously and only sent a few monks from the Zifu to hunt you down.
I didn’t expect that after five hundred years, you would become a spirit.
Today, I am here to make up for the mistakes I made back then."
After that, he held out a long sword.
This long sword is entirely golden, but it has the attribute of fire.
The spine of the sword is made from the bones of some kind of spiritual beast, and other parts of the sword body are made from some kind of golden transparent spiritual material.
Luo Jiuyou looked at the sword and said with a smile: "Old ghost Jinyang, you are really willing to take out the Zongzong's treasure, the Setting Sun Sword."
Everyone was shocked when they heard it was the Setting Sun Sword.
The Setting Sun Sword is the natal magic weapon of Can Yang Zhenren, the founder of Can Yang Palace. Legend has it that it was made from a broken bone of the Golden Crow Divine Bird.
Therefore, the Setting Sun Sword can exert a trace of the power of the true fire of the sun.
Of course, no one outside the world believes this.
Everyone thought that the remaining bones in the Setting Sun Sword should belong to some kind of demon bird with Golden Crow bloodline.
Before the Master of Setting Sun passed away, he shattered the golden elixir and integrated it into the Setting Sun Sword.
He also used a secret method to integrate all the divine consciousness patterns in the Setting Sun Sword into the Golden Crow Bones.
Therefore, the younger generation can refine the Setting Sun Sword for their own use and exert the power of the Setting Sun Sword.
This Setting Sun Sword is the magical weapon of the Zhao Kingdom second only to the Mountain and River Seal. Coupled with the senior officials of the Setting Sun Palace, their fighting skills have always been extremely strong.
With the Setting Sun Sword, Master Jin Yang is not necessarily worse than Zhao Jingguo.
I saw him raising his sword and flying towards the Sixth Prince's car, golden light flowing all over his body.
After a moment, golden flames ignited on the sword.
He swung the long sword with all his strength, and a shadow of a hundred-foot giant sword composed of golden flames appeared out of thin air and slashed at the Sixth Prince's car.
The Sixth Prince's car had activated its defensive formation and began to dodge.
Zhao Jingguo put away the long sword in his hand and held the sword with both hands.
Then, a phantom of an aqua blue sword appeared out of thin air.
Above the shadow of the long sword, there is an aqua blue dragon swimming, faintly exuding the power of thunder.
This move is the fusion of man and sword, without the need for a long sword, he can directly use the sword to practice magic.
Unclamping his hands, he pointed his right hand at the sword, pointing at the giant golden flaming sword that was slashing towards him in the air.
The two swords struck together and there was a stalemate for a moment.
The phantom of the aqua blue sword collapsed, and the power of the flame giant sword was reduced. With this move, Jin Yang Zhenren had the upper hand.
The giant flaming sword slashed towards the Sixth Prince's car with the remaining power.
The sixth prince's car had a large cabin and it was difficult to dodge, so he was unable to dodge the attack.
Some dim flaming giant swords struck the warship, and the defensive formation was broken.
The remaining power of the flaming giant sword was exhausted, turning into golden flames that filled the sky, falling on the warship, and the gorgeous cabin also burned.
Zhao Jingguo cupped his hands and said, "I am incompetent and unable to defeat the rebels, which resulted in damage to Your Majesty's vehicle."
An emotionless voice sounded: "It doesn't matter."
Then, a water dragon flew out of the cabin.
Stopping in the air, the water dragon dispersed, and a middle-aged monk appeared wearing aqua blue dragon robes and a long sword at his waist.
This man has a long beard and a dignified appearance, but there is a sinister look on his face.
This is exactly the sixth prince, but the twelve-pointed crown on his head has been replaced by a white jade crown with dragon patterns.
He held the mountain and river seal in his right hand, pressed the hilt of his sword on the left and right, and said loudly: "The monks of the three sects hope that those who surrender will forget their faults, and those who defect will be granted titles and lands."
The monks from the three sects all looked at Lou with disdain. Master Jin Yang asked: "Old ghost Xuanming, should you kill this long-legged prince or should I?"
The leader of the Wanling Sect smiled and said: "You deal with Zhao Jingguo, the Zhao family inherits and restrains the Netherworld Sect, so I can only do it."
After saying that, he gently touched the Qiankun Ring worn on his left hand with his right hand, and a giant turtle more than a hundred feet long appeared in front of him.
This turtle is completely black and exudes strong water spiritual power and pure yin energy.
Master Jin Yang said with a smile: "I have always wondered why you raised a dragon-breed bastard with a bad bloodline, and why you named it Master Xuan Ming. It turns out that you also hid a black water turtle.
With this guy, it's only a matter of time before Taoist Fellow Daoist surpasses Master Yulong."
The Dark Water Black Turtle is also a demigod beast, so its bloodline is naturally not that low.
When you break through the fourth level, there will definitely be a bloodline catastrophe.
In this case, there must be some magical power.
There are demigod beasts with minor magical powers, and few human monks who have realized minor magical powers at the same level can compete with them.
Even Wang Daoyuan is not sure of winning the Dark Water Black Turtle unless he uses all his trump cards.
However, this Dark Water Black Turtle is only the fourth-level mid-grade.
Otherwise, the Zhao family monks would not need to be beaten.
The Sixth Prince can also use his special skills as a housekeeper, apply oil on his soles, and flee to Linhai Prefecture.
Even if he is a fourth-level mid-level player, with the strength of the turtle shell, it will be difficult for late-stage Jindan monks to hurt him.
Moreover, this is Sanhefang City, the place where the three rivers meet, which is the home ground of the Black Turtle.
The sixth prince's whole body's spiritual power surged, he threw out the mountain and river seal, and poured his whole body's spiritual power into it.
After a while, the mountain and river seal grew to a hundred feet square.
He controlled the mountain and river seals and smashed them towards the Dark Water Black Turtle.
Master Xuan Ming had a calm look on his face, while Xuan Shui Xuangui let out a low roar, as if he was breathing heavily.
Then, the river water within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to be boiling, converging towards the Dark Water Black Turtle.
A hundred feet above him, a thousand-foot-long Xuanwu shadow formed.
Master Xuan Ming also injected spiritual power into Xuan Wu's shadow to help Ming Shui Xuan Turtle receive the blow.