It took a whole day, from morning to night, and it was already dark now. All the people in Paradise City gathered here, and there was a huge crowd, more than 100,000 people.
Such a long stalemate has caused people from Paradise City to continue to gather here. People outside Paradise City and the entire Netherland, who can hear the news, rush here. This is the first challenge that has appeared in the Netherland so far.
Major events in the Central Region.
In the past, when people from the Central Region came to the Nether Region, they were expected to be superior to others. As the saying goes, the third-rank official in front of the prime minister's door was like this. People from the Central Region had this sense of superiority.
What's more, the third prince, a prince of a dynasty, has a prince's physique. Thinking about it is exciting, it is no less than slaying a dragon in one shot.
Who doesn’t want to see this event?
The night in Paradise City is extremely dark, and a cool breeze is starting to blow at this moment.
However, any cultivator who is a monk or above is not afraid of the cold, and can adapt to a little bit of cold weather.
In the dark night, suddenly several luminous pearls as big as millstones suddenly rose up, like small hanging suns. Each one emitted bright light, illuminating this high platform as if it were daytime.
The third prince was still standing on the high platform. The uncle took out a chair from the storage ring and asked the third prince to sit there. The other guards surrounded the middle, motionless, and they were in a stalemate.
They knew that the assassin had not left and was still here, but they didn't know where in the void.
"I really don't know how long the stalemate will last. The third prince actually stopped here and refused to leave. The wedding will not continue."
"Hehe, the third prince has been kicked to the iron plate. An assassin is equal to the same level. A good one can kill people at a higher level now. It is obvious that this assassin is not simple now."
"Of course it's not simple. Didn't you see that the two guards of the third prince are both of the same cultivator. The third prince originally had twenty-eight guards, collectively known as the Twenty-Eight Constellations. Each one of them has the courage that a man cannot deserve.
, there were twenty-two on the stage just now, two of them died at once, and now of his twenty-eight star guards, only twenty-six stars are left."
"So it's impossible for the third prince to leave. Two guards died. Let's not talk about whether he feels distressed or not. He can't afford to lose face just because of this."
"Yes, I really admire that young man named Twenty-Three. I heard that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is a stealth body and can assassinate a cultivator, and under such strict conditions."
"Don't even think about who is behind Twenty-Three. He is Heng Zibei, a legend in the Netherland. It is said that he has the cultivation level of a half-king."
"Half King?" The man took a breath, and while he was shocked, the third prince who was sitting there quietly showed a playful expression.
Time passed little by little, and the dark night looked pale under the illumination of the luminous pearls, but this paleness showed some weakness.
The third prince closed his eyes and carefully felt every bit in the void, not letting go of any movement. He savored it carefully as he sensed Twenty-Three's body.
The emperor's uncle had a solemn look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and his body exuded a gleaming light. His aura was at its peak at this moment.
After a long time, the emperor's uncle finally couldn't wait anymore. If he continued like this, he would become weaker and weaker, and even the entire twenty-eight constellations would become weaker. If a strong person appeared, wouldn't the third prince be in danger?
"Since you have the guts, why not come out and let the world see your style."
Naturally, no one answered the emperor's words, and some people even sneered. If you let an assassin come out, doesn't that mean you are going to die? The way of an assassin is to kill invisible and hide in the darkness.
There are no honest assassins.
The emperor's uncle was finally furious. He was standing on the collapsed high platform. His hands suddenly moved. Then behind him, a portrait of an ancient giant appeared. It was a phantom. This giant was holding this shocking weapon.
The big stick, with its power, seems to be able to collapse the sky.
As soon as the ancient giant appeared, the entire sky seemed to tighten at this moment, and the space suddenly condensed.
This is a means of confining the void, which consumes immense mana. The emperor's uncle can only release this blow with the help of the power of the ancient giant.
If someone is hiding in the void, he will definitely be unable to bear it and jump out. Just imagine, the space was originally the same, but suddenly it was compressed, where is the place? There is no place in the void, how can people stay in it safely.
But even so, Twenty-Three still didn't appear, as if he was not in this world.
But everyone can see that he is here.
"Uncle, no need to say anything else, let's go!" The third prince stood up and prepared to leave.
"Prince, how could this cause the majestic prince of the Central Dynasty to be scared away by an assassin? If word spread, it will have a great impact on the prince's reputation."
"Haha, don't miss me, I'm just a small person. I'll leave this to Twenty-Eight Stars and let's go back." After saying this, the third prince grabbed Jun Zizhu beside him, turned around and walked out.
When the third prince moved, there was a movement in the air. Although it was very small, he still noticed it.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a high degree of tacit understanding with the twenty-eight stars. When they saw the look in the third prince's eyes, they immediately understood, and they all pretended to be nonchalant, but secretly became vigilant.
The moment the third prince stepped off the stage, a silent iron sword appeared. For an instant it seemed like eternity. This was the eternal sword in the assassin's way. It was from the hand of a genius assassin and belonged to the supreme assassin's way.
This sword was aimed at the third prince. Secretly, Twenty-three was still young. Seeing that the third prince was about to leave, he finally couldn't help it anymore and used his strongest sword.
"submerged!"
This sword came from the air and rushed forward. The void had been shattered by it, as if no one could stop it.
"Star Formation!"
The remaining twenty guards simultaneously held out a formation flag in their hands. The world trembled with convulsions. Then they saw twenty formation flags inserted in one place, and a puff of smoke suddenly appeared in the space. When the smoke
After they dispersed, a thin figure appeared.
But his eternal sword did not have any effect. The third prince had the constitution of a prince. Once he found the trajectory of the iron sword, nothing could harm him.
The sword collapsed in front of him quickly and turned into powder.
"You finally showed up!" the third prince said condescendingly.
But the moment he spoke, his face changed drastically, and he immediately stepped back. In a hurry, his feet glowed. At the same time, a round defensive energy shield appeared around his body, like an egg shell.
Transparent energy shield.
But just such an energy shield suddenly collapsed and disappeared.
The emperor's uncle roared, flames rose under his feet, and he immediately teleported to the third prince's side, using his body to block a sword.
The person holding this sword has appeared in front of everyone.
I don't know if this sword is the real Sword of Eternity, because the moment the Sword of Eternity appears, there is a sense that time has stopped, and the third prince's energy shield collapsed under this power.
In panic, the emperor's uncle threw out a square shield in front of him, and then covered the third prince with his whole body.
At the same time, the twenty-eight stars moved here, and a power belonging to the stars shone on the third prince. The sword of eternity could no longer penetrate. Twenty-three knew that he had no chance at this moment, and immediately turned back decisively,
The sword shook, changed direction, and stabbed at the guard who rushed over.
Twenty-three's sword is not simply powerful, but its only advantage is its speed. It is not clear that his sword is clearly pierced into the person's body.
Another one was killed, but there was no excitement in Twenty-three's heart. After all, he still couldn't stop Jun Zizhu's wedding. Brother Seventeen still couldn't defend his words. He regretted that his cultivation was low and he couldn't put it down.
The third prince was killed by the sword.
After killing another person, Twenty-three did not hide. The power in his body had been exhausted. At this moment, he was powerless. The vitality of his body was exhausted. It was not him who wanted to appear just now, but his cultivation was too great.
Being low and lacking vitality was the reason why he had to appear.
"You are Twenty-Three!" The third prince looked at Twenty-Three solemnly. He did not expect that this seemingly young assassin had mastered the art of assassination and had such great lethality.
"I wish I could kill you!" Twenty-three looked directly at the third prince without any fear, with no concealment of murderous intent on his face.
"You are indeed a person. I didn't expect that at such a young age, he would have such cultivation. It is very impressive and can be called a genius. It would be a pity to kill you now. Why don't you tell me the ancient assassin scriptures you have cultivated?
Spare your life."
"Hahaha, get out..."
Although the third prince pretended to be a well-educated person, he still could not hide his murderous intention towards Twenty-three. This was the first person who dared to tell him to get lost since he was so old. His fists were clenched tightly.
The nails have pierced the palms of the hands.
"Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you!"
As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. The emperor's uncle is in this mood now. When the third prince is scolded, it seems that the scolding is not the third prince but him.
"I'll kill you!" The emperor's uncle suddenly moved forward, stretched out his foot, and at the same time stretched out a big hand and quickly pinched Twenty-three's neck. He wanted to strangle this man to death.
Jun Zizhu stood next to the third prince. His throat trembled, but he did not speak to persuade him.
The emperor's uncle's big hand flew past mercilessly, and under this grasp, twenty-three could only die.
He closed his eyes and sighed: "Brother Sixteen, I can no longer defend your oath for you. Twenty-three will only have the next life to uphold it."
The big hand covers the sky, like a pair of pliers, grabbing at Twenty-Three.
"Alas..." A sigh came from all directions and seemed to be in the entire space. This kind of sound was everywhere.
With a sigh, another big hand appeared out of thin air in this world.
This hand has the calluses of time, the hand lines of vicissitudes of life, and even some scars.
Everyone present was staring at that hand intently, wanting to see who the person who appeared at this time was.