Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

When the Prince of Chenliu saw the Prince of Han taking the initiative to attack, a grim smile flashed across his face: "Well done!"

He swung his sword and a stream of sword energy slashed towards the King of Han.

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan also took the opportunity to attack from both sides, intending to capture the King of Han in one fell swoop.

However, the King of Han's offensive was more rapid than they had imagined.

The King of Han flashed and dodged the sword energy of the King of Chenliu at the critical moment, and at the same time punched the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform.

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform did not expect that the King of Han would suddenly change his target of attack, and he had to take the punch head-on in a hurry.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform was knocked back several steps by King Han's punch, with a look of astonishment on his face.

The King of Han took advantage of the situation, turned around and kicked the demon king.

The demon king of the demon clan also reacted very quickly. He dodged the kick, but was forced to withdraw from the battle.

The King of Chenliu and his two companions did not expect that the King of Han was so powerful, and they were forced to retreat for a while.

The King of Han took advantage of this opportunity, flashed back to the altar.

He took a deep breath and formed seals with his hands again, trying to strengthen the power of the formation.

Under the control of King Han, the golden dragon once again glowed brightly and rushed towards King Chenliu and his two companions.

When the three of them saw this, their faces changed drastically.

They didn't expect that the King of Han could restore the power of the formation so quickly, and his cultivation level was far beyond their expectations.

At this moment, they had to deal with the attack of this golden dragon with all their strength.

There was a gleam of cruelty in Prince Chenliu's eyes. He swung his sword and a sharp sword energy flew towards the golden dragon.

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform followed closely behind. He flipped his hand and a black sword appeared in his hand, and he fought fiercely with the golden dragon.

The demon king transformed into a gigantic monster, waving his sharp claws and fangs, and pounced towards the golden dragon.

For a moment, the battle above the altar once again entered a white-hot stage.

The golden dragon fought fiercely with the three people, the qi crisscrossed and the energy fluctuations were shocking.

The entire Shenjing City could feel this powerful energy fluctuation, as if the entire city was shaking.

The guards and soldiers around the altar were also affected by this powerful energy and retreated to avoid it.

Zhu Linlang also retreated to a safe distance at this moment. She looked at the battle on the altar nervously, praying silently in her heart that her father would be safe.

At the same time, in another corner of Shenjing City, a pair of eyes were silently watching this peak showdown.

There was a complex light flashing in those eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

The battle above the altar became more and more intense, and the battle between the golden dragon and the three people had reached a white-hot stage.

Each attack was enough to destroy a small hill, but the two sides were still unable to determine the winner.

The King of Han has given his all at this moment. He controls the golden dragon and fights fiercely with the three people, trying to find a breakthrough.

The King of Chenliu and his two men showed no sign of weakness. They joined forces to attack the golden dragon, trying to destroy it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and both sides were already exhausted.

But at this critical moment, suddenly a powerful aura descended from the sky and headed straight for the altar.

Everyone looked up and saw a man in white standing in the air, emitting a fierce aura.

"King Han, your opponent is me!"

The man in white sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp sword energy attacked the King of Han.

The King of Han's pupils shrank as he recognized the person who came: "It's you! King Wucheng! How could you still be alive!"

King Wucheng's silhouette was suspended in the sky, his white robes fluttering, like a being descended from heaven.

His appearance seemed to freeze the air around him, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. Shock, confusion, fear, and all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined in everyone's hearts.

"Why can't I live?"

King Wucheng sneered, his eyes revealing disdain and ridicule, "King of Han, you didn't expect me to show up again, did you? Today is the day when our feud ends!"

The shock in the King of Han's heart was beyond words.

He had a long-standing feud with King Wucheng, and originally thought that King Wucheng had been killed by him in the previous fight for the throne.

Unexpectedly, King Wucheng was still alive and appeared at this critical moment.

The King of Han took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner shock.

He knew that he had to remain calm at this moment in order to deal with the upcoming changes.

"King Wucheng, I really didn't expect you to be alive."

The King of Han said in a deep voice, staring closely at King Wucheng, "But do you think that your appearance now can change anything?"

Upon hearing this, King Wucheng laughed loudly: "King Han, you are too confident. Since I dare to show up at this time, I must be well prepared. Today, I will not only end the feud between us, but also bring about a great change to this Shenjing City!"

Before he finished speaking, King Wucheng flashed and attacked King Han in an instant.

His swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and each of his swords was aimed directly at the vital points of the King of Han.

The King of Han also reacted very quickly. He dodged and waved his sword to block the attack from the King of Wucheng.

The two men engaged in a fierce battle in the air, swords flashing and energetic energy overflowing.

Their figures moved quickly in the air, and every confrontation caused the air to vibrate.

Upon seeing this, Prince Chenliu, the Saint Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace, and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan also joined in and besieged the Prince of Han who had mastered the ritual formation.

When the King of Chenliu saw that the King of Han was being entangled by the King of Wucheng, a sly smile appeared on his face: "King of Han, today is your end!"

The Blood Dragon Platform Saint Lord also sneered: "Do you think you can deal with the four of us at the same time? What wishful thinking!"

The demon king of the demon tribe transformed into a human form, holding a strange long sword, and said with a chuckle: "King Han, your golden dragon doesn't seem to be that good."

Facing the siege of four people, the King of Han remained calm: "You think you can defeat me like this? You are so naive."

Before he could finish his words, the golden dragon suddenly let out a deafening roar, and its body instantly grew several times larger and pounced fiercely at the four people.

A hint of surprise flashed across King Wucheng's eyes, but he immediately sneered, "King Han, you really have some skills. However, you will still be defeated today!"

He flashed and cleverly avoided the attack of the golden dragon, and at the same time swung his sword at the back of King Han.

The King of Han seemed to have eyes on his back. He slightly tilted his body and avoided the fatal blow.

He turned to face King Wucheng, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "King Wucheng, your swordsmanship doesn't seem to have improved much."

King Wucheng was enraged by King Han's words. He roared and launched a fierce attack on King Han again.

The two men engaged in a thrilling sword fight in the air.

The three of Chenliu Wang took the opportunity to besiege the Golden Dragon. They joined forces to launch a powerful attack, trying to destroy the Golden Dragon.

However, under the control of King Han, the golden dragon flexibly dodged their attacks and continuously launched counterattacks.

For a moment, the entire sky above the altar was shrouded in fierce fighting.

The sword flashes and the energy overflows, making every confrontation terrifying.

Soon, the King of Han began to show signs of fatigue under the siege of four people.

Although he still fought hard, King Wucheng's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and the attacks of King Chenliu, the Holy Lord of Blood Dragon Terrace and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan became more and more fierce.

Finally, in a moment of carelessness, the King of Han was severely wounded by King Wucheng's sword and fell to the ground.

"Father!" Zhu Linlang exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes.

After the Prince of Chenliu and his men defeated the King of Han, they turned their attention to Zhu Linlang. The Prince of Chenliu showed a grim smile on his face: "Zhu Linlang, it's your turn now."

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan also surrounded him, intending to kill Zhu Linlang in one fell swoop.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of Zhu Linlang.

The man was dressed in black and had a stern face. It was Fang Yue.

"If you want to touch her, you have to get past me first." Fang Yue said coldly.

When Prince Chenliu and others saw this, they showed surprise on their faces.

They didn't expect that someone would dare to stand up for Zhu Linlang at this time.

"Fang Yue, how dare you stop us!" Prince Chenliu shouted angrily.

Fang Yue glanced at Prince Chenliu expressionlessly and said firmly, "Zhu Linlang is my friend, I will never let you hurt her."

The Blood Dragon Platform Saint Lord sneered and said sarcastically, "Who do you think you are? You think you can stop the three of us by yourself?"

Fang Yue did not answer, but just silently adjusted his breathing and prepared for the next battle.

He knew very well that he was facing three top masters and any negligence could lead to failure.

The demon king of the demon clan laughed strangely: "Boy, your courage is commendable, but strength is the most important. Today, I will let you see the strengths and weaknesses of the three of us!"

Before he finished speaking, the three of them attacked Fang Yue at the same time.

The sword energy of Prince Chenliu was extremely sharp, aiming directly at Fang Yue's vital points; the palm power of the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform was as heavy as a mountain, trying to defeat Fang Yue in one fell swoop; the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan transformed into a huge demon beast, roaring and pouncing towards Fang Yue.

Facing the siege of three people, Fang Yue was not afraid at all. He dodged flexibly and launched a counterattack at the same time.

If these people were at their peak, he might not be their match in a one-on-three situation.

But now, the three of them have almost exhausted their energy and are all injured.

Facing such an opponent, Fang Yue is confident and capable of protecting Zhu Linlang.

His swordsmanship is unique and exquisite. Every time he swings the sword, he can accurately block or avoid the enemy's attack.

The figure moved quickly on the battlefield, fighting fiercely with the three people, with their energy crisscrossing. Every confrontation made King Chenliu and the other two feel frightened.

They thought that this young man who suddenly appeared would be defeated quickly, but they did not expect Fang Yue's swordsmanship to be so exquisite, and his fighting will was so strong that he seemed to know no fatigue.

As time went on, the three Kings of Chenliu began to feel overwhelmed.

Their injuries and the previous fierce battle with the King of Han had already consumed a lot of their energy. Now facing Fang Yue's tenacious resistance, they began to feel overwhelmed.

Finally, in a fierce duel, Fang Yue seized the weakness of King Chenliu and defeated him with one sword.

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan were horrified upon seeing this. They knew that they could no longer continue fighting today.

The Saint Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform sighed inwardly. The three of them had joined forces and were determined to win, but they didn't expect to encounter such a powerful opponent.

Fang Yue's exquisite swordsmanship and quick reactions were beyond their expectations.

At this moment, seeing that Prince Chenliu was defeated, he knew that it would be useless to continue fighting.

"Retreat!" The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform made a prompt decision and gave a wink to the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan.

Although the demon king was unwilling, he knew that the situation was set and could not be reversed.

He roared, turned into a gust of evil wind, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

Fang Yue did not pursue them. He knew that although these three men were injured, they still had strength. If he pressed them too hard, they might be in danger.

After all, the most powerful enemies at this time are not these three people.

But, King Wucheng!

Fang Yue turned around and faced King Wucheng who was walking slowly towards him with a serious expression.

He knew very well that this former number one rebel king of the Wei Dynasty had unfathomable strength and was the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered.

King Wucheng looked at Fang Yue, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Young man, your swordsmanship is good, and your courage is commendable. However, you shouldn't have interfered in this matter."

Fang Yue smiled slightly, puffed out his chest and replied: "Some things are not about whether they should be done, but whether they are worth doing. Zhu Linlang is my friend, so I will naturally do my best to protect her."

King Wucheng nodded: "Very good, you are kind and righteous. However, this world is cruel and only the strong can survive. Today, let me see how strong you are."

Before he finished speaking, King Wucheng disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, he appeared in front of Fang Yue and slapped Fang Yue with his palm.

Fang Yue reacted extremely quickly. He dodged King Wu Cheng's attack and swung his sword at King Wu Cheng's ribs.

However, King Wucheng seemed to have anticipated Fang Yue's actions. He slightly turned his body and easily dodged the sword.

The two figures crossed each other and started fighting fiercely again.

Fang Yue's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and every time he swings the sword, it is accompanied by a fierce momentum.

However, King Wucheng had more combat experience. He seemed to be able to predict Fang Yue's every attack and dodge them easily.

Zhu Linlang watched the battle nervously from the side, her heart filled with worry.

She knew very well that although Fang Yue was quite powerful, the outcome would be unpredictable when facing the experienced King Wucheng.

At this moment, Fang Yue has devoted himself to the battle. He constantly adjusts his tactics, trying to find King Wucheng's flaws.

However, King Wucheng's defense was like an iron wall, making it impossible for Fang Yue to find a breakthrough.

As time went by, Fang Yue began to feel a little overwhelmed.

King Wucheng's attacks became more and more fierce, and every attack made Fang Yue feel tremendous pressure.

At this moment, King Wucheng suddenly slapped out with his palm, and the powerful force fluctuations made the air vibrate.

Fang Yue only felt a huge force coming towards him, and he dodged, trying to avoid the palm.

But King Wucheng's attack seemed to be able to track Fang Yue's figure. No matter how he dodged, that force always followed him.

Finally, Fang Yue was hit by a palm strike from King Wu Cheng, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground. (End of this chapter)