The prince's shouts and curses were particularly harsh in the silent arena, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of them is different!
Among the members of the royal family, there were some unparalleled geniuses like Prince Qin Xuance, and naturally there were also those who were pampered and privileged. Although they relied on various miraculous medicines to forcibly improve their strength, they did not suffer much at all.
The long journey within the Youdu has pushed their willpower to the limit.
More importantly, these members of the royal family did not know Ye Fan at all, nor did they know that Ye Fan had cut off the arm of the eighth prince to defeat Emperor Xia.
After all, these things are not honorable to the Eighth Prince and Emperor Xia, and they will not be publicized at all.
In the eyes of these royal members, Ye Fan is just a monk who has reached the fifth level of spiritual transformation, and anyone present has a higher level of cultivation than him.
As a result, this weakling became their leader and gave orders. How could these royal members, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, endure it?
At this moment, their suppressed anger finally broke out.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense and tense.
Seeing this scene, the Sixth Prince frowned and said, "Twelveth Prince, actually, Brother Ye -"
Before he could finish his sentence, Princess Nishang tugged on his sleeves and lowered her voice and said: "Brother Liu Huang, the more you try to persuade them, the more unconvinced they become! Why not take this opportunity to let Mr. Ye show his skills?
, completely overwhelm them, which will also be of great benefit to our next mission!"
"But..." The sixth prince seemed a little worried.
"Don't worry!" Princess Nishang smiled lightly, her beautiful face was bright and moving, her red lips slightly parted and said: "Although I have known Mr. Ye for a short time, based on my understanding of him, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately, and his attacks are very...
Be careful and you won't hurt the Twelve Emperor's brother!"
"Okay!" The sixth prince nodded.
At this time, Ye Fan's face did not change, he was calm as usual, and there seemed to be no disturbance in his heart. He looked at the twelfth prince and said calmly: "Your Majesty asked me to be the leader of this operation. Why, do you want to disobey the imperial edict?"
"you!!!"
Hearing this, the twelfth prince's face turned red. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan would use Emperor Xia to suppress him.
The next moment, the twelfth prince said angrily and aggrievedly: "Of course I dare not disobey my father's order! But in the world of immortality, the strong are respected, and you are not worthy of being above us.
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As he said that, the Twelve Prince turned his right hand, and there was a sword in his hand.
This sword is more than four feet long. It is unknown how it was made. The blade shows layers of texture, just like the blood vessels of the human body, and it invisibly reveals the aura of silence and killing. I don’t know how many people are there.
The strong man drank his hatred under this sword and became a dead soul under the sword.
And on the handle of the knife, there are two words engraved on the simple totem——
Hell!
The Prison Sword is a middle-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon. It was the weapon in the hands of the famous "Sword Master" thousands of years ago.
After the death of the "Sword Tyrant", after several twists and turns, the sword fell into the treasury of the Great Xia Dynasty.
After sacrificing the Hell Sword, the temperament of the Twelve Princes changed completely, as if they were integrated with the sword, revealing the sharpness that split the sky, making people dare not look directly at him.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, he waved the Jue Jing Dao, like a golden snake dancing wildly, spinning his body, and performed a move of "Fighting in All Directions at Night". The sky was full of sword light surrounding him, making it airtight.
If someone splashed water on him, the water splash would be torn apart by the light of the knife, but not a drop of water would touch him.
When everyone around them saw this, they all sighed:
"Tsk tsk... The twelfth prince's sword skills have reached the level of perfection!"
"Looking at the entire younger generation of Tianshu Star, he can be regarded as one of the best swordsmen!"
"That's right! Coupled with his seventh-level cultivation, it's easy to deal with that kid!"
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Hearing these compliments, the twelfth prince held his head high, with a proud look on his face, and a look of pride on his eyes and brows, and shouted at Ye Fan: "Boy, have you seen that if I take action, I will chop you into pieces in minutes?"
Fragments!”
Faced with this provocation, Ye Fan still did not get angry, shook his head, and commented: "It's flashy, only superficial, and vulnerable to attack!"
"you!!!"
The twelfth prince was furious, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
With his status, no matter where he goes, there are countless people kneeling down and licking him. Where has he ever received such contempt?
"You brat, I'm so shameless, so I'll show you how powerful I am!"
As he spoke, the Twelve Prince poured his inner energy into the Hell Sword, and an extremely dazzling light burst out from the blade, illuminating the entire world and stinging the eyes of others.
"昘!"
He slashed the Juejing Sword fiercely, and a blade of light that looked like an electric python and thunder dragon shot out, as if draining away the vitality of the heaven and earth within a radius of ten thousand meters.
"Heaven-level magical power—Thunder Slash!"
Someone immediately recognized the origin of this magical power.
This sword uses great magical power to simulate the appearance of thunder punishment. Although the power is not as powerful as the real thunder punishment, it still contains the lifelong martial arts will of the Twelve Princes. It is extremely terrifying and full of lethality.
Even though the cultivation of the Twelve Princes was suppressed in Youdu, not just anyone could take this Lightning Slash move.
The sword light is like a galloping thunder, unstoppable, containing peerless killing intent. It is so fast that it is difficult to guard against, and it is enough to destroy everything in front of it.
Many of the Heavenly God Dragon Guards around them even had the illusion that they were going to be chopped into pieces by this lightning strike.
Fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...
Seeing that Lei Guangzhao was about to strike at Ye Fan's face.
At the critical moment, with a thought in Ye Fan's mind, a thick and majestic sword tore through the sky and appeared in his hand, exuding a world-dominating power that was far superior to the Hell Sword.
God Burial Sword!
This heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapon comes from Lord Kaitian Sword.
The space-time turbulence that Ye Fan encountered in the universe was caused by Lord Kaitian Sword. This God-Burying Sword traveled through countless light years and was finally inserted into a star near the Fire Star.
By chance, Ye Fan got this sword. It can be said that apart from the Wuxiang Sword and the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd, this is the most powerful weapon that Ye Fan owns.
Ye Fan swung the God Burial Sword, and his inner energy exploded, and he also slashed with a sword light.
"Whoosh!"
This sword glow contains an unyielding and fearless will, and the impact is endless.
As soon as the sword came out, it seemed as if the sky and the earth had changed color, the sun and moon had no light, and the stars were dimmed.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan's slashing sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, hitting the lightning slash.
"Crack!"
Lei Guangzhan only lasted for one hundredth of a second before it shattered into pieces and turned into powder.
Until the sharp sword light casts away, the terrifying power contained in it completely explodes after brewing.
"not good!"
The twelfth prince was shaken all over, aware of an unprecedented death threat, and was horrified.
He subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that his body couldn't move at all, and he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.
The expressions of the Sixth Prince and Princess Nishang changed greatly, and they wanted to rescue them, but it was too late.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the sword gleamed across his cheek dangerously and dangerously. It stopped moving and continued to move forward.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
A series of explosions continued for several minutes.
Looking closely, behind the twelfth prince, there appeared a huge chasm that was seven to eight feet wide and spread for countless thousands of miles. It was like a vacuum passage, completely cut open by the sword light.
If viewed from a high altitude, such a spectacular scene looks like a miracle, as if the divine ax that created the world fell down and chopped down on this piece of land, causing such a big movement.
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, you could hear a pin drop, and it was deathly quiet.
Everyone stood there blankly, their eyes widened, their mouths opened in an O-shape, and they could have swallowed their own fists.
The scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact and a psychological shock to them.
The sword struck by Ye Fan at will not only defeated the twelfth prince's lightning slash, but also spread for tens of thousands of miles.
This sword shakes the world, makes ghosts and gods cry, thousands of armies overcome difficulties, and all directions surrender!
Just when everyone was shocked, Ye Fan stood proudly with a knife, his eyes revealed a sharp light, he scanned the audience, and slowly asked: "Who else is not convinced?"