Prince An Qing's speed was so fast that he was like a ghost. He kept flashing around Yue Mingju's body. Every time he flashed, he would leave a scar on his body. If Yue Mingju hadn't reacted in time to protect his vitals,

, he had already died by the sword at this moment.

But that was all. Yue Mingju's attack speed could not keep up with Prince An Qing's, and he could not dodge his attack at all. He could only bear it with his body.

Even so, within a few short breaths, Yue Mingju already had more than a dozen wounds around his body, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Prince An Qing struck out with his sword again and laughed wildly: "Common people, I grant you death, and the method of death is to be cut into pieces with a thousand swords!"

He was not in a hurry to kill Yue Mingju at this moment, but struck Yue Mingju's body with one sword after another, each sword leaving a scar, as if he was really going to cut him into pieces.

In the distant sky, Hongzhu was very anxious when he saw this, and wanted to stop him.

However, Gongyang Xuan next to him said:

"Master Yanhuang, don't be anxious."

Hongzhu turned around and glared at Gongyang Xuan: "What? You want to stop me again? Are you in the same group?"

Gongyang Xuan shook his head: "The Emperor's Palace acted so arrogantly and took action against my junior brother, how could I be on the same side with him? But Master Yanhuang, don't be anxious. The young man you brought here can still hold on."

You can live in it.”

"Can you hold on?" Hong Zhu said angrily: "If he doesn't go over, he will be stabbed to death by that arrogant boy. How can he hold on?"

Gongyang Xuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Lord Yanhuang, if you look carefully, this little guy is not simple at all."

Although Hong Zhu had met Yue Mingju several times, she didn't know much about him. When she heard Gong Yangxuan's words, she had the patience to take a closer look and was slightly startled.

At this time, Yue Mingju was seen floating in the sky, curling up, protecting his vitals, allowing Prince An Qing to attack, seemingly giving up resistance.

However, Prince An Qing had already struck at least hundreds of swords in this short period of time, but the wounds on Yue Mingju's body did not seem to increase any more.

As a true phoenix in the imperial realm, Hongzhu has extraordinary eyesight. If she looks carefully, she can see the clues.

It's not that the wounds on Yue Mingju's body didn't increase, nor that Prince An Qing was merciful. On the contrary, he struck harder and harder, leaving deep wounds on Yue Mingju's body with every sword strike.

But while Prince An Qing left wounds, the countless scars on Yue Mingju's body were also healing quickly!

I saw a faint blue flame emerging from those ferocious wounds, and under the burning of the flames, the wounds were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost in a breath, they were already healed.

Complete recovery, not even a scar left.

"It's really impressive." Gongyang Xuan praised: "Such a recovery speed actually appears in a little guy who has never broken through the realm. What kind of magical power is this? Is it the rumored Phoenix Clan's apocalypse?

Reborn? Is it possible that this kid has the blood of the Phoenix Clan?"

The Phoenix Clan's magical power of recovery is also unique on the mainland. As long as it is bathed in flames, any wound can be restored, and it can even be reborn from the fire. Now that Yue Mingju was brought by Hongzhu, this method has been revealed.

Yang Xuan naturally thought of the magical powers of the Feng Clan.

Hong Zhu shook her head: "He does have a trace of Phoenix blood, but this is not the magical power of my Phoenix family. Even I have never seen it."

She still had something to say. In fact, as a true phoenix, she knew the magical powers of the Phoenix clan very well. Even for a true phoenix, the effect of restoring the magical powers before breaking through to the imperial realm as an adult is not so terrifying!

And over there, Prince An Qing, who was laughing wildly and leaving scars on Yue Mingju's body, suddenly froze.

It was not that he himself stopped moving, but that his golden sword was firmly grasped by a palm burning with green flames.

Yue Mingju, who was covered in flames, raised his head, and in his burning eyes, a trace of killing intent slowly overflowed:
Chapter completed!