hold head high!

The giant claws of the green dragon slapped in the air, shattering the void, and arrived in an instant, descending in front of Ling Jianchen.

It's like a black cloud covering the top.

The powerful aura is suffocating.

This is a blue dragon with the nine-level combat power comparable to the Martial Master. With one claw, even the peak martial masters must retreat. The strong wind blewed by the sharp claws and caused the sea to storm, causing the Bauhinia warship to sway in the wind and waves.

A cold light in Ling Jianchen's eyes trembled: "The little pseudo-dragon bloodline dares to act fiercely in front of me? Defeat it for me!"

The broken sky knife and the arm are fused into one.

Under the unity of man and sword.

With one arm swing.

boom!

The black sword light spread thousands of feet across the sky, like a black torrent of steel surging out, and appeared in front of the dragon's claws in an instant. With a muffled bang, a ball of dazzling fire light soared into the sky, like dazzling fireworks in the dark night.

Oh...

A scream suddenly came.

The bloody rain floated up, drizzling, and a broken dragon claw fell from the sky.

Ling Jianchen waved his hand and put the dragon claw into the storage ring. His eyes were cold and he stared at Qinglong: "Broken your claw to show punishment. If you dare to do something again, you will suck your dragon tendons, destroy your dragon body, and destroy your dragon soul!"

Ao!

Qinglong's throat rolled and let out a low roar, but he didn't dare to say more. His blood-stained eyes stared at Ling Jianchen.

The knife just now made him feel the fear of death.

Without any doubt, if he takes action again, the sword in Ling Jianchen's hand would cut off its dragon head and take his life.

"How brave, you dare to cut off my mount. You are looking for death!" Beihai Yishou's eyes were cold and he stared at Ling Jianchen.

He is the third prince of the Beihai Empire and is quite popular with the Beihai Emperor.

Respectful status, extraordinary strength, and extraordinary talent!

Even if the noble Martial Saint Ancestor was a fellow disciple of him, today, his mount was cut off by Ling Jianchen. How could he tolerate it?

Ling Jianchen looked calm and stared at him: "Don't talk about your mount. If you dare to provoke me again, I will definitely take the head of your neck!"

"Hahaha, it's interesting, it's really interesting. Even the master of Martial Saint dares not talk to me like this. Boy, you have completely angered this prince. I will give you a death sentence!" Beihai smiled coldly.

Suddenly.

With his arm swing, a hundred figures appeared on the dragon's body.

Each of them was wearing golden armor, and they were all masters of the Martial Master level.

This is the royal guards of the North Sea Empire.

A group of the most top-notch forces in the hands of the North Sea Empire!

"Your Highness!"

One hundred imperial guards knelt on one knee and shouted respectfully.

Beihai Yifeng's face turned cold, pointed his finger at Ling Jianchen, and said lightly: "Kill him for me!"

"Abide by Your Highness's order!"

Hundreds of imperial guards stood up together, their armors were sharp and sharp, and the cold blades pointed at Ling Jianchen. Swish, the imperial guards formed a vast army. Although there were only a hundred people, they were like thousands of troops galloping.

He killed him in a mighty way.

Ling Jianchen was not afraid at all, his feet were in the air, and his body rushed up. The sword in his hand instantly swept hundreds of sharp edges, and the sword light soared into the sky, covering the sky and the earth, like a net to destroy the world.

"The Suzaku Battle Formation will destroy everything!" The Imperial Guard roared.

The hundred people were uniform, changing their formations, and the true energy merged, turning into a vermilion bird that flapped its wings. The vermilion bird was rushing with its flaming fire, roaring with its head held high, flapping its wings, and turning into a river of fire across the sky.

Rumble!

The fire river is powerful and annihilated the countless blades.

"A sword from the sky!"

Ling Jianchen held the knife in both hands, raised it high above his head, and then slashed it with one knife.

Chih!

The sword was extremely sharp and cut the overwhelming river of fire through the sky.

Under the blade, no grass grows.

"Damn it, I can't stop it!"

"How could there be such a sharp knife? My armor can't stop it..."

"Your Highness save me!"

With one sword, the twelve imperial guards, Wu Zuns, died tragically under the Breaking Sky Sword, with corpses spreading all over the sky and blood rain fell. Screams rang through the sky, shocking everyone.

Beihai Yifeng narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of cold murderous intent: "Useless waste, get back!"

Swish!

The remaining eighty-eight imperial guards retreated immediately and looked at Ling Jianchen with fear. In their eyes, this young man who was just the seventh level of the Martial Emperor, Yanran transformed into a worldly god of killing.

Beihai looked at Ling Jianchen: "I have to admit that I underestimated you. The seventh level of the Martial Emperor can have such combat power. You are qualified to enter the God of War Palace. In the sense that your practice is difficult, I will give you a chance. As long as you surrender to me and be my most loyal dog, I can spare you!"

A letter from the North Sea is high above, like a god looking down at all living beings.

Ling Jianchen sneered: "Let me surrender? Don't talk about you, it's impossible for even the gods of the heavens!"

"You are so young and energetic. Maybe you don't know my strength yet. I'm not afraid to tell you that this prince's combat power is comparable to that of the powerful people in the third level of the Martial Saint. Now, have you ever felt desperate? Are you willing to surrender?" Beihai leaned forward slightly and threatened.

Ling Jianchen blew up: "I also lack a guard servant under my command. I think you are good, why don't you surrender to me?"

"Is this kid crazy?"

"He actually wants Beihai to surrender to him? This is simply a fool!"

Everyone exclaimed.

A letter from Beihai.

Although he does not often appear in Beihai, his reputation has already spread throughout Beihai. After all, as one of the most favored princes of the Beihai Empire and a candidate for the God of War Palace, Beihai Yifeng's combat power can be called shocking.

"Okay, okay!"

Beihai Yifeng laughed in anger, and then beat Qinglong under his seat. With a roar of Qinglong, he flew into the air and turned into a one-armed middle-aged man. He stood respectfully beside Beihai Yifeng. His broken arm was the dragon claw cut by Ling Jianchen.

Beihai's cover was cold, and as his arms swung, a black light soared into the sky.

A black square sky painting halberd vibrated slightly in his hand, emitting the pressure that dominates the world. This is a pseudo-god-level warrior. Beihai Yifeng said proudly: "A move, as long as you can bear my move and not die, I will spare you a dog's life!"

boom!

The Fangtian Painted Ridge suddenly surged and turned into hundreds of feet in huge sizes, like a pillar that raised the sky, falling from the sky.

Rumble!

The square sky painting halberd came across the sky. Wherever it passed, the void trembled, the sun and the moon were gone, and the clouds and the sun were floating. Only the huge square sky painting halberd that crossed the heaven and earth, like a destruction weapon.

This attack can kill the first level master of the Martial Saint.

Ling Jianchen's eyes condensed, and the gray-white power of silence was circulating around him. With a loud crackling sound, silver scales covered his body. He held the Breaking Sky Knife with both hands at the same time and slashed it out with one knife.

boom!

The blade collided with the Fang Tian Huaji, like two ancient giant beasts competing for power.

The terrifying impact force caused huge waves thousands of meters high to be raised on the ocean, layer by layer, stretching for dozens of kilometers. When everything calmed down, Ling Jianchen stood proudly in the void, and drops of blood rolled down along the Breaking Sky Sword, and was swallowed by the sea in an instant.

Beihai Yifeng stared at Ling Jianchen carefully and nodded slightly: "Okay, you can't die with one move and you are qualified to enter the God of War Palace. Before this, I will not attack you again!"

Swish!

Beihai did what he said, and his body flew into the sky and flew into the island of the heart of the sea.

The Lord of Kongming Palace and others also looked at Ling Jianchen solemnly. Since Beihai's all confessed Ling Jianchen's strength, they naturally would not take action rashly.

One by one, the strong men flew into the island of Haixin immediately.

Only Hua Wulian and Hua Qianyu stared at Ling Jianchen.

Hua Wulian said calmly: "On the way I came, I heard that someone destroyed the Baihua Sect. The Bauhinia Flower Number is in your hands. It seems that you destroyed the Baihua Sect. Your name is Ling Jianchen, right? Don't die too early. Your life is mine!"

Swish!

Hua Wulian and Hua Qianyu flew to Haixin Island at the same time.

Luo Dapao looked at Ling Jianchen nervously: "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay!"
Chapter completed!