Chapter 833

Although many people knew that the battle between the two immortals had already broken out.

But it has always been a small-scale collision with the low realm, and even the immortal realm rarely happens. The reason is very simple, that is, the battle of the people in the high realm affects too much, and no one can easily bear the cost.

But this time it was different. In the Huaqing Xianchao, the third prince appeared in person, and xianzun had more than a dozen people. They walked in the sky and made a great impact, coming directly outside the restaurant where Shuangcheng Shenglong League was located.

"Surround this place." The third prince came and gave the order immediately.

"Yes In Huaqing immortal court, several immortal figures stepped out to encircle the restaurant.

The reason why the third prince didn't give the order to attack was very simple. He was not absolutely sure that he could eat the people of Shenglong League. After all, bu was still popular.

He asked people to encircle and suppress this place, and his only purpose was to intercept and kill it at the first time when Chu Yan went down the demon mountain.

"Huaqing Xianchao, what do you mean?" All of a sudden, the disciples of Shenglong League were also angry, and several immortal figures appeared.

"What do I mean? My last younger brother and Donghe younger brother fell in the demon mountain. It was your disciples of the holy Dragon League. Aren't you going to give an account? " The third prince's voice was cold, with a strong anger.

After hearing this, all the forces could not help shivering. Were Huaqing and Donghe dead?

If it's true as the third prince said, it's really big. No wonder Huaqing Xianchao is so angry.

"Your Highness, this is yaochi fairy palace." At this time, a holy voice came from the distance. It was Zishan xianzun of yaochi fairy palace. She was dressed in purple, just like a saint.

"Master Zishan, the demon mountain comes to yaochi fairy palace. As an orthodox of the fairy kingdom, Huaqing Xianchao doesn't want to see yaochi fairy palace threatened by demons and beasts. It was originally out of good intentions to help. But now, some people disobey the rules and kill the prince of our fairy Court on the demon mountain. Do you want to intervene?" The third prince looked coldly at Zishan xianzun. He was not polite.

"I have inquired to my disciples that on the demon mountain, it was the late Qing Dynasty and Donghe who first attacked Chuyan. Moreover, Donghe died among monsters. No one saw the death of Huaqing with his own eyes." Zishan xianzun frowned slightly and said.

"I will find out the truth of the matter, but before that, no one from the holy Dragon League is allowed to leave." The third prince nodded his head slightly, and said very domineering.

"Boom!" The disciples of the holy Dragon League were all angry, but they had nothing to do.

However, the other side is the third prince. As early as many years ago, he became famous in the immortal realm. Today's realm is even higher than that of the Immortal Emperor.

It has even been said that today's third prince is invincible in the immortal realm.

"Get out of here before I get angry." But at this time, in the restaurant, suddenly came a lazy voice, countless people's eyes a coagulation, the voice, it is him.

Hearing this, the third prince was not surprised. On the contrary, he seemed to be prepared. He raised his head slightly, looked across the air with his eyes, and fell into a very remote room: "Bu Feng is popular. It has long been said that the disciples of the Dragon League are unique in Xianyu. You refused the last engagement. Today I want to understand."

After that, the third prince raised his hand. Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared on his finger. He shot away from the air and blasted directly into the wooden house.

I saw a lot of people in the light of the storm, but I was killed by the light.

Under the knife, there was a figure in red. He was still sitting on a stone bench, holding a wine glass in his hand. He drank it lightly and then put it down.

"Dong!" As soon as the wine glass fell, the terrible shadows of knives rolled up around him. The shadows of knives seemed endless, rolling a bloody light curtain, directly through the void, and chopped off the third prince's body.

"Bang!" The third prince raised his hand and turned it into a huge fingerprint, which contained the chant of the real dragon and directly shattered the sword light.

"This time, I'm really angry." It's no surprise that his intention of Dao is blocked. The third prince is a man of his time, and he became famous many years earlier than him. Of course, he has some strength.

Then, he slowly stood up, wrapped his red robe tightly, and his body directly leaped forward. His pace seemed very slow, but in a moment, he came to the center of the storm and played chess with the third prince.

In the twin cities, it immediately quieted down, and all forces held their breath.

The reason is very simple. These two people are the representatives of a certain era in Xianyu.

In xianzun realm, the existence of the peak.

"Are you willing to fight at last?" The third prince's eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked at Bu pop. He was the Third Prince of Huaqing Xianchao and the strongest person in xianzun's generation. He was curious all the time. He was as famous as Bu pop in Xianyu, but there was no battle between them."What elder martial brother said is true. It's a low level. It's always easy to be looked down upon." Bu Pufeng sighs. Why does the other party challenge him? The reason is very simple, because he is only immortal. If you look at him again, why does no one challenge him?

"Are you sure you want to fight? No regrets? " I hesitated and asked again.

"Dragon League disciple, are you afraid?" The third prince's arrogant way, even though these years, step popular become famous very fast, but he is still confident, in the xianzun one realm, he will not lose.

"Alas With a sigh, when you go out, the elder martial brother said that you should keep a low profile But this time, I don't blame him.

Step popular not in nonsense, stretch out a hand, in the distant restaurant, spread out a burst of light trembling voice, then there is a blood knife fly out.

With that knife, suddenly, a blood light appeared on the sky, which seemed to be a bloodstain. Many people's hearts trembled. When they looked up, the blood knife seemed to cut a blood hole in the sky and could not heal. Heaven is still so. What would happen if this knife fell on someone?

When the third prince looked up, he was also slightly dignified. When he became famous, bu Feng was only a casual practitioner, but the latter came from behind. Up to now, his fame in Xianyu has a tendency to surpass him, which he can't tolerate. He just uses today's World War I to testify.

"Chop The third prince offered a golden dragon gun and raised it high. Then it seemed that there was a real dragon around him, making him like a emperor.

At the next moment, the real dragons flew out. He rushed out with a golden dragon gun, like a dragon warrior, and countless Guanghua stabbed him.

"Let me see if your knife is stronger or my gun is sharper." The third prince was very confident.

He didn't choose to fight with the third prince in Shuangcheng because of the confrontation of xianzun level. If he didn't have any scruples, some younger generations here would be affected by it.

His body swayed upward. After reaching a certain height, the blood knife in his hand soared, and the endless blood light bloomed, just like the blood flowers. The real dragons were cut off by the awn of the sword.

Many younger generations can't help thinking that this is the fight of xianzun level. It's terrible.

Of course, they didn't know that it was not only them who were shocked, but also many immortal figures. Their hearts were just as rough.

As immortal, they can feel the essence and true meaning of the strong power.

Under the intention of the sword, the third prince was not flustered. His body was still standing there. The picture of Jiangshan soldiers unfolded, and immediately there were countless swords. He stood there in the air, as if he were guiding Jiangshan and leading thousands of troops.

Bu Shifeng glanced at the thousands of weapons, and his eyes were cold. Then he raised his hand slightly and cut a knife at a very slow speed. The knife was very slow, and even made people lose patience. But this knife was very deep, as if it was deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

"Under the immortal, close your eyes!" As if they were aware of something, an immortal figure in the holy academy ordered, and many disciples were puzzled. But the next moment, their faces were shocked. With the falling of the shadow of the sword, they just felt as if they had fallen into the degradation, as if their souls were swept by the light of the sword, and they were sent to hell.

"Poof!" It was this knife that made all the people in the immortal place vomit blood. Many people who saw the light of the knife gave a scream. They only felt their eyes tingle, as if they were burned by the hot sun.

The sword awn fell, and even the third prince showed a touch of horror, and his body quickly retreated. But the speed of the sword awn was faster. In the blink of an eye, it cut thousands of miles, and there was an irrecoverable gap between heaven and earth. With a bang, the third prince was cut by the sword awn, and there was an incomparable blood in his chest.

"This..."

In the twin cities, people from all sides are dumb here. This battle is too gorgeous. It can be said that it is the phenomenal battle of xianzun realm, the strongest one.

The third prince's body flew upside down and fell to the ground with a thump. Rows of Qionglou collapsed and smashed. But the next moment, he immediately got up and stood in the sky.

"Longmeng is really a magical place." The third prince opened his mouth indifferently. His words vaguely recognized the Dragon Alliance, but the next moment, his temperament was different. Behind him, there appeared a virtual shadow, which seemed to be a king figure, becoming gold. With the appearance of the virtual shadow, the breath of the third prince climbed infinitely. Vaguely, there was even a kind of artistic conception above the sky.

"But today, the legend will be broken!"

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