Dragon-Marked War God

The news soon came out. The young prince fought the current prince. This is a major event in Yunchu country. Such news cannot be covered up.

Moreover, no one has deliberately concealed it, because the moments of a confrontation between two talented geniuses in one place or another are enough to shock the whole emperor.

A strong and fierce momentum came from the direction of the palace, leading one, wearing a dragon robe, foot and feet of Tianyuan Realm triple heaven cultivation, although just stepped into Tianyuan Realm triple heaven, but in this small Chinan realm, it is definitely the peak figure.

This man is not someone else, he is the contemporary emperor of Yunchuan.

“Dragon, you're not dead. ”

After the emperor appeared, he saw the dragon. It was hard to hide the excitement. Jiangdu saw it all in his eyes. This father, though, was not too bad.

“I met Father. ”

The prince and dragon saluted the emperor at the same time.

“Can you practice? Your fix, how so strong. ”

The Emperor's movement was obviously not lightly shocked.

“Father, I occasionally get surprised, so I can practice. I come back this time, I'm going to fight Brother Six to see who is better suited to be a prince. ”

Xiaolong said that he did not tell the prince what he had set himself up, which was a relief to the prince.

But at the same time, the prince's heart couldn't help but turn back the waves of shock, so Xiaolong said, indicating his confidence in the battle.

Xiaolong said that if he loses, he makes himself the prince, so he didn't say the reason, he is also a man.

And the more so, the more the prince was forced to die, and now that the emperor has appeared, he wants to save his life, only one chance is to defeat Xiaolong.

If you lose, you lose everything completely.

“Fine, Father promises you that as long as you can defeat the Prince, the Father will restore your prince. ”

The emperor said that he is not a fool, who is more talented, who is more qualified to inherit the throne, he clearly saw how long it has been since Xiaolong was able to cultivate, it is unimaginable that it has reached such a high level. It is a terrible thing to say.

Such a demon would not have believed if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

“Six brothers, do it, as previously said. ”

Xiaolong looked at the Prince coldly, his arms swayed, the horrible energy swept away, a cloud clap, sudden darkness, falsehood, to fight the Prince first.

Floating cloud palm, is a tactic chosen by Jiangdu for Xiaolong from the Wu Palace. Although it is called Floating Cloud, the attack power and killing power are solid and strong.

A phantom palm print came to the heavens and earth, the prince dared not be a little lazy, he jumped in the sky, punched out, but also had a unique temper, unspeakable hegemony.

“Your Majesty, the little prince is so strong. In my opinion, he should have been suppressed by blood, so he can't practise. The little prince must have a strong and unique blood vein. The last accident may have caused the little prince to provoke the blood vein, so it was repaired before he rushed forward. ”

“Yeah, it's just that the rate of growth is a little too fast, the seven heavens of the earth, and seeing his strength is also incredibly skilled, as if he was a master of the battlefield for a long time, the momentum is three points stronger than His Royal Highness the Prince, which I wouldn't believe if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. ”

“Such a powerful prince is a blessing to my country. ”

The masters around the emperor, all shocked, saw Xiaolong's hand, couldn't help but be amazed, even if it was repaired so suddenly, the more the battle experience is, it is completely beyond people's imagination.

His Majesty did not speak, his eyebrows were tight, he felt that this battle was not as simple as he had imagined. With the eyes of his heavenly realm, he could naturally see that Xiaolong had made a move, was extremely powerful, carried endless anger and killings. Where is this a contest? This is simply a battle between life and death.

“Did the dragon fall off a cliff have anything to do with the prince? ”

The Emperor is not a fool, he has his own guess.

Boom...

Above the battlefield, the air waves rolled, Xiaolong's floating clouds climbed to the peak, just one move, seized the absolute upper wind, crushing the prince.

Then, Xiao Long walked tight, he didn't let go. The prince who beat him was only fighting, he didn't have the power to fight back, and made countless people look stunned.

Who can imagine, His Royal Highness, the first day of the Yunqiu Nation, in the hands of Xiaolong, is so hard to strike.

Or, not His Royal Highness the Prince can't, the dragon is too tough, at this moment, the dragon, is a human monster, raw and messy.

Jiangdu saw all this in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shush.

“What the hell kind of blood is this guy? ”

The big yellow dog couldn't help but ask, forgive him for his knowledge, and he couldn't see what kind of body the dragon was.

“It should be the rare physique of the eternal world, we have never met, little guy future prospects, unlimited. ”

Jiang Dunhui shrugged. He felt that he still underestimated Xiaolong's blood.

On the battlefield, Xiaolong's offense is getting stronger and stronger. He doesn't give the prince half a chance. The prince's mouth corner has spilled blood and the breath is completely scattered.

The old man with white hair couldn't help but sigh, unwilling to close his eyes, the big picture was settled, the prince was defeated, compared to this little monster, not at all a level.

The gray-haired old man spent his whole life on the prince, and as long as the prince was able to climb the throne, his position in the Yunchuan country would rise to an unimaginable height.

Unfortunately, all of this will become a shadow, and the prince will lose, and the defeat will be very complete.

Even if Xiaolong does not kill the Prince, even if Xiaolong is not the Prince, this Prince will not be the Prince's turn. In this war, the Prince's heart has been broken. Even if he is immortal, it will be difficult to make progress in the future.

Can the Yunqiu Nation make a man without a heart an emperor? Besides, if the Prince can't die today, he must at least peel off his skin.

Above the battlefield, Xiaolong's temper was unique, the little monster was extremely powerful, his arm shook, the unnamed sword appeared in his hand, the sword was raised by him high and swayed against the prince and cut off.

“No…”

The prince shouted, he felt a dangerous smell he had never felt, and in his present state, he was definitely unable to resist Xiaolong's sword.

“Dragon, stop it. ”

See, the emperor's face changed wildly, he hastily said and drank, he thought it was just a simple confrontation, divide the wins and losses, but now look at Xiaolong, there is a division of the wins and losses, it is a division of life and death.