In the eyes of Prince Wuxin, there was no suspense in the contest between Dixin and him.

The other party looks similar to Mo Li's cultivation, but he is obviously not as good as Mo Li.

In addition to being a five-step Void Warrior, Mo Li is also a powerful rune, which makes his real strength reach at least about seven steps.

But Emperor Xin in front of him, there is no slight fluctuation of mental power around him, he is really a real warrior.

"What if I don't want to?"

The corner of Di Xin's mouth hooked a cold arc.

"Then you are looking for your own way!"

Prince Wuxin drunk violently, and a figure hurried out.

An amazing divine power burst out of the unintentional prince's body.

As Ji Bokang said, the unintentional prince practiced is a set of emperor martial arts of the eternal god.

In order to make quick battles and quick decisions, as soon as he went into battle, he used the Emperor Yuan Qianqian of Emperor Yuan.

Prince Wuxin's wrist shook, and the divine power instantly became the blade of countless ways.

Emperor Xin, who was in the middle of Emperor Yuan Qianblan, let alone dodge, didn't even move his eyelids.

In fact, he has nowhere to avoid.

The imperial prince of Wuxin Qianqian's offensive was like a continuous wave of tide, and thousands of magical blades were like moths with fan wings.

Araki planted all the nerves in his heart.

"Master, will he be okay? If not, we will lose."

The prisoner looked worriedly inside the ban.

"Dixin will be fine."

Ye Lingyue has a kind of near-blind faith in his men. Anyway, at this juncture, winning or losing is no longer a matter of prisoner, even if he wants to admit defeat, the old prisoner is afraid Will not agree.

Ye Lingyue's corners of his eyes glanced past the old prisoner, who was cautious in his face.

Within the prohibition, Emperor Xin faced thousands of blades without half fear in his eyes.

"Emperor Royal Sword Formation."

The whole body of Emperor Xin, the magic power of the five-step void realm, quickly coagulated.

But he saw his hair flying, white strands of silk-like divine power poured out of him.

Slowly, those silk hairs grew more and more, and quickly expanded, turning into sword spirit.

Jian Qi is like a fish, swimming around Di Xin's body.

When Emperor Yuan Yuan of the Wuxin Prince came to death, those free sword energies were as brave as the big fish swallowing the small fish.

Thousands of blades collided with Jianqi.

The fish-like sword qi is really like a school of fish, devouring Emperor Yuan Qianblade, but those sword qi are expanding at an alarming rate.

"What is martial arts?"

Outside the court, the Protoss and Araki were shocked when they saw it.

"It's not just martial arts, it's also mixed with formations. This person was originally a formation master. No wonder, he is so confident that he can beat the unintentional prince."

It was also the first time Lao prison days saw the sword formation that this formation and martial arts wanted to combine.

"Sword array?"

Mo Li was also surprised, but the shock in his eyes quickly converged.

Even if the opponent has a special sword array martial arts, as long as the unintentioned prince used that trick, the opponent might not be able to get much benefit.

When Mo Li joined the Protoss, he was heading toward the leader.

But by chance, Prince Wuxin used Emperor Yuan to cut his mind and changed his mind.

The unintentional prince inherited from the immortal divine emperor.

Thousands of years later, because of his age, Changsheng Divine Emperor knew very little in later generations that he was really good at swordsmanship.

Few people have seen it, the sword of the longevity Divine Emperor.

The unintentional prince, it is this inheritance of the Divine Emperor Changsheng.

The flow of swordsmanship includes entry, advancement, perfection, and heaven and earth.

The unintentional prince, who has practiced the sword for a hundred years, has already reached a state of perfection not long ago.

As Mo Lisi thought, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

The blade of Fang Cai, Prince Wuxin has also realized that it is not enough to repel Emperor Xin with only the advanced Emperor Yuan Qianqian.

"It's you who forced me, this palace originally didn't want to take your life."

Prince Wuxin's eyes were sharpened, and his whole body changed again.

Emperor Yuan Qian, who had been swallowed up by Di Xin's sword gas, was chopped up like a piece of water, and quickly returned.

The blade fell into the palm of his hand, condensing together, and the new blade continued to compress and condense.

Behind Prince Wuxin, Ran rose for a month and a half.

At this time, it was still day.

Where is the month!

It was not the moon, but the sword moon in the city transformed by the air of the blade.

Emperor Yuan Cultivation to the perfect state, can gather the blade for the moon.

The moon blade is like a mountain, pouring down. Under this knife, not to mention the human body, even the human soul, I am afraid that it will be beaten and scattered.

That kid, lost.

Mo Li's mouth raised, as if he had seen the moment when Di Xin was defeated.

Inexplicably, he didn't like Emperor Xin, perhaps because the man was comparable to himself in terms of appearance and strength.

But when everyone thought that the outcome was timed ... Emperor Yuan fell down, not far from Emperor Xin.

The blade saw his body split.

But the blade fell empty, the newest figure was disappeared.

"!"

Prince Wuxin's eyes narrowed.

When the figure of Di Xin appeared again, he was already in the air.

His eyes were horrified, his throat moved, and he only heard a groan and carried it through the world.

Countless swim fish sword qi quickly condensed in the air, and merged with the figure of Emperor Xin.

"That is!"

The old prisoners and Mo Li and others looked at the sky.

The sword of man!

The realm of heaven and man!

An Optimus giant sword came out of the air, and it struck down with a shocking momentum.

It was like a giant axe breaking through the mountains.

When Emperor Xin's sword met Prince Wuxin's sword.

Jinghuashuiyue, a burst of cracking sound.

Month, broke open.

There was a blood stain on Prince Wuxin's forehead. The sword of Optimus stood before him.

"you lose."

The sword disappeared.

Di Xin stood in front of the Wuxin Prince.

For a moment, the unintentional prince could not tell whether he was a man or a sword before him.

A blood stain appeared on the forehead of Wuxin Prince.

"The combination of man and sword, the realm of heaven and man, you have reached the realm of heaven and man."

Prince Wuxin was as if he had lost his soul. His earlier self-confidence and stubbornness, like Dao Yue, were completely crushed by Optimus Sword.

He lost his soul and slumped on the ground. The pride that was the pride of heaven was completely crushed at the moment.

Di Xin walked out of the ban, and the ban was right in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Mo Li stepped forward quickly, holding the Wuxin Prince.

Emperor Xinfeng took a look, he smelled a familiar breath on Mo Li's body.

~ I'm going to attend the annual meeting in a few days. I went out for the last time last year.