Difficulty: I am a prince in the Black Sea

Chapter 235 Fighting Everywhere
Beihai Lingzhou, above the wilderness, the pursuit was endless, Yu Wutan ran wildly all the way, and the killing god behind him pursued him as if he was asking for life and impermanence.

"kill!"

The moment the deep voice appeared, a blue light shot out, but Yu Wutan seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, and jumped to avoid the ultimate move.

However, it was also during the moment when the footsteps stopped that the pursuer behind him had already followed closely, the sword in his hand was slashing quickly, his moves were fierce and sharp, and the third eye on his forehead was shining brilliantly from time to time.

"Oh, it's over."

Yu Wutan opened his mouth with a calm voice, sword energy shot out from the center in an instant, Qian Liuying's sword and sword staggered to block moves, and his body slipped backwards uncontrollably.

"Young people, if you know how to advance and retreat, you can live a long time."

After forcing Qian Liuying back with one move, Yu Wutan stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a cold voice, but on the opposite side of him, Qian Liuying didn't care, and sent his swords and swords to attack again.

Yu Wu sighed and shouted, and in the sword pouch behind him, a long sword was drawn out of its sheath and held in his hand.

"Ok?"

But I saw Yu Wutan let out a long cry, the sword's edge rose, the sword and the phoenix rose, and a cry echoed above the sky.

"The world is in vain, rely on the sword, ask the sky!"

Beihai swordsman, Jianfeng·Yiqingtian revealed his real body, a pair of Qianliuying who was manipulated by Haotian, had already gained the upper hand as soon as they fought!
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In the land of the Central Plains, on the coast of the North Sea, two lights and shadows, one in front and one behind, chasing endlessly, colliding fiercely, and the waves are turbulent, as if the might of heaven descended on the world.

After one move, Xianzong Wuming landed on an isolated island, gathered his energy, and stared at the figure facing him not far away.

And on the opposite side of him, a pure and holy Confucianism, condensed into a Dharma character, said silently with majesty and solemnity.

On the coast of the North Sea, the two fought endlessly, one in front of the other, and Xianzong Wuming had a dignified expression. Jun Fengtian forced him to stay on the ground again and again, which made him have some bad premonitions in his heart. It has been arranged in advance, but it has lost itself. It is really unknown what kind of role the back hand can play.

"Good nephew, why are you in such a hurry to reminisce about the old relationship with your uncle?"

Even though he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, Xianzhu Wuming still had a relaxed and indifferent attitude on his face, and was even interested in joking with Jun Fengtian.

"No need to talk too much."

Jun Fengtian opened his mouth and said lightly.

"Today, you can't go anywhere."

Hearing these words, a gloomy look flashed across Xianzhu's nameless face.

"Unexpectedly, my nephew wants to be close to my uncle so much, so how can my uncle take my nephew's wishes so well?"

Before the words fell, his figure moved, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Jun Fengtian.

The magic elements gathered, and the double palm shook the sky. Xianzong Wuming slapped Jun Fengtian with all his strength.

When the crisis struck, Jun Fengtian held the Confucian code in his left hand, and his right palm carried a strong Confucian foundation. The moment the two palms collided, majestic and huge forces collided with each other, and the two retreated a few steps each.

And the isolated island where the two of them were based seemed to be in jeopardy under the power of this palm.

However, the people in the battle didn't seem to realize that Xianzong Wuming used his kung fu again, but in a flash, the life-threatening palm came again.

Jun Fengtian flipped his palms and circulated the powerful Confucian primordial kung fu, and suddenly shook the demon's palm force again.

With an earth-shattering blow, the palms of the two collided sharply, and finally they stepped back half a step, fighting for their foundations, falling slightly, and the golden light on the body began to flicker.

"My nephew's foundation seems to be a little weaker."

"Leaving you here is enough."

"Ha, just give it a try!"

Xianzong Wuming turned his palms and attacked again, Faru responded selflessly and fearlessly, a master's decision, a world-shocking battle, so that the deserted North Sea coast, Yu Yan will start the war!
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Beihai Lingzhou, Beizhou Wangcheng, the situation changed in an instant, and the battle situation was completely plunged into chaos. The lord of Beizhou Haotian fled in embarrassment. The night was startled, but blood flowed like a river, causing countless casualties.

With one enemy and two, wanting the sky to have no sword and no move, fighting alone with Boying Phantom Master and Wufu Xiang, the battle is not enough, Mie Dao slashes out, the sword energy is surging, Wuhou Xiang can't dodge, his left arm is shoulder-to-shoulder. broken.

However, the unexpected payoff is that there is no blood left on the severed arm or on the body, and there is no sign, as if he did not realize it, and he continues to fight with one arm.

However, if the two arms are not enough, how can the one arm support it, and then cut again, and the chest was cut with a knife, and then suffered heavy injuries.

Yu Tianqiu fights back against Hakuo Phantom Master, Lingzhou Guoshi casts an extraordinary magic technique, earth, wind, water and fire are tossed in one palm, with extraordinary power; but facing Yu Tianqiong's unintentional sword, he is still powerless.

"If you want to grow old, this person cannot be hurt."

After killing more than ten people with a wave of his palm, Tan Wuyu turned around and saw the scene where Yu Cangqiong was about to kill, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"Young Master Bin once said that this person is still of great use and cannot be harmed."

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Tianqiu turned and changed his move, and shot out with his side palm, Hakuo Phantom Master overlapped his palms to block the ultimate move, but he was still powerless, and flew out backwards.

"Want to go? Can you go?"

Yu Tianqiong let out a cold snort, and chased after him.

On the other side, facing the siege of three people, Yi Qiunian stood with his hands behind his back, showing no trace of nervousness.

In the blink of an eye, Baizhang Fuchan swept across with an iron rod in his hand, but Yiqiu was young and easy to defeat with a sword qi, and then Shu Shigong's thunder method arrived in an instant, but he couldn't catch even half of Yiqiu Nian's trace.

In the next moment, the sword energy can only be seen vertically and horizontally for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, Baizhang escaped Zen and Shu Shigong each took the wound.

"Some things can imitate the appearance, but the inside is completely different."

Yi Qiunian said slowly, "Imitate my brothers, you have too many flaws."

With a flick of your fingers, you can see the sword qi again, invincible, and blood splashes.

"I'm old, I'm old, this trip to Lingzhou in Beihai allowed this old bone to move around well."

At the same time, Tan Wuyu smashed through thousands of troops with a whisk, and then he stepped on strange steps, his body shape changed, and he made a move in an instant, but it was a strange move that had never been heard in the world.

"Catch the wind and turn it into a stone!"

The five-finger magic movement, the wind changed suddenly, the target was directed at Yan Yuehan, Yan Yuehan couldn't dodge, he made the final move, and was turned into a stone statue by one move.

Seeing this move, Yi Qiunian let out a gasp, "This move is unique and extraordinary."

Tan Wuyu heard the words, but he was not polite at all, and said directly, "This is my unique martial art, thanks to Lao Yi's praise, Tan Mou asked himself, and there are indeed some merits."

Yi Qiunian asked Tan Wuyu to say this, but he was not angry, he just laughed and said: "Young man, you are energetic enough, you are enviable."

"It's easy to say." Fuchen danced, sword qi was flying horizontally, and the chaotic battle in the palace of Junjun was finally coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)