Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 519
It's too late to say.

In an instant, Ji Fengyi, who swooped down from the air, collided with Ye Junrou, who rushed up head-on.

The crimson long sword that was burning with flames collided with the silver long spear to create a terrifying shock wave of true energy, sweeping away like a storm of destruction, forcing everyone around to retreat again and again, some slow-moving people directly After being blasted out, a huge deep pit was even blasted out on the ground below the two of them.

"Humph!"

As a result, both of them groaned in pain at the same time, a thread of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they flew out one after another. They were evenly divided, and no one took advantage.

"Come again!"

Ji Fengyi was still not reconciled, and directly urged the Chiyan Dapeng behind him to pounce on Ye Junrou.

As the princess of the Tianqiong Dynasty and the daughter of Emperor Wu, her status is extremely noble. It would be a great shame for her to be tied with the princess of a mere vassal state. She must defeat Ye Junrou.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Ye Junrou was not afraid at all, and immediately urged the Silver Flood Dragon Martial Soul behind her, rushed forward shaking her head, and bit the red flame roc.

"They are actually fighting for martial arts, it seems that these two people are really angry!"

The surrounding audience exclaimed.

As we all know, the martial soul of a person in the true martial arts realm is still very fragile. Even the invincible and powerful among the people in the true martial arts realm still dare not use their martial soul to fight lightly. Otherwise, once the martial soul is damaged, the consequences will be very serious.

"Gah!"

Not long after, the Chiyan roc suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Everyone looked intently, only to see that after a moment of fighting, the Red Flame Roc was actually defeated by the silver flood dragon, and a wing was directly bitten off.

"Humph!"

At the same time, Ji Fengyi in the air suddenly groaned in pain, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's impossible! How could I lose to a princess of a mere vassal country? No! I must win this battle!"

Ji Fengyi stared at Ye Junrou, with strong unwillingness in her eyes, as she said that, a terrible aura surged from her body.

"This feeling... Could it be the blood of Emperor Wu?"

"That's right! This is the power of the bloodline, she is going to use the bloodline of the Martial Emperor!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"The blood of Emperor Wu?"

Zhao Letian frowned slightly.

Bloodline is very important to a martial artist, and sometimes its importance is even stronger than martial soul.

For example, the descendants of the Martial Emperor, they can easily sweep away people of the same rank just by relying on the power of the terrifying bloodline they inherited from the Martial Emperor.

However, for the Empress Wu, the blood of the Empress Wu is almost their strongest trump card, and they will never use it lightly until a critical moment.

But now, Ji Fengyi actually planned to use the blood of Emperor Wu. It was obvious that she had already planned Ye Junrou to do her best. This sparring had lost its original meaning.

Therefore, seeing this, Ye Chenxiao, the second prince of the Great Jin Kingdom beside Zhao Letian, couldn't help but frowned.

He wasn't worried about Ye Junrou's safety, but he just didn't want to see that before leaving this small world, the people inside the Vault of Heaven Dynasty would kill each other, thus benefiting the people from the other two great dynasties for nothing.

However, compared with him, Ye Zhenxiao, the prince of the Great Jin Kingdom, seemed much calmer, or in other words, Ye Zhenxiao was far more indifferent and deep than him.

From Ye Zhenxiao's point of view, looking at the three dynasties, few people can threaten him, and he doesn't need the power of others at all, so he doesn't care who lives or dies.

At the same time, seeing that Ji Fengyi and Ye Junrou were going to do their best, the people from Jinqi Dynasty and Hague Dynasty naturally showed gloating expressions.

Both Ji Fengyi and Ye Junrou are invincible and strong. If something happens to them, the combat power of the Sky Dynasty will be severely damaged. If the fourth-level formation is broken later, or if people from the three dynasties suddenly start fighting , the Sky Dynasty will be miserable.

"Enough! Stop!"

At this moment, a deep shout came suddenly, and at the same time, a palm print containing terrifying power directly blasted Ye Junrou's Silver Flood Dragon Martial Soul.

"It's Ji Pengyu! No, Ye Junrou is going to suffer!"

Everyone was startled and looked up one after another, only to see that the person who made the move was none other than Ji Pengyu, the crown prince of the Tianqiong Dynasty.

"mean!"

Seeing this scene, all the people of the Great Jin Kingdom showed anger, but they dared not speak out, and could only watch Ye Junrou suffer.

Firstly, their strength is low, and they are not the opponents of that Ji Pengyu at all. Second, their status is also inferior to that of Ji Pengyu, so they dare not offend him at all.

As for Ye Chenxiao, although he frowned, he didn't express anything.

He might be able to block the palm for Ye Junrou, but he didn't intend to do that, because he didn't think it was a wise decision to offend Ji Pengyu for Ye Junrou's sake.

As for Ye Zhenxiao, he was even more indifferent, and didn't even bother to take a second look.

It's too late to say.

In an instant, Ji Pengyu's palm print was about to hit Ye Junrou's silver flood dragon martial soul, and his palm print carried a powerful suppressive force, which made Ye Junrou unable to take back the martial soul at all, and could only be shocked and angry He stared at the approaching palm prints.

"Humph!"

At a critical juncture, Zhao Letian snorted suddenly, and then his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Ye Junrou's Silver Flood Dragon at an unbelievably terrifying speed, and suddenly swung his fist wrapped in thunder arcs. Layers of black scales, as hard as iron, slammed into Ji Pengyu's palm without dodging or avoiding.

"boom!"

The next moment, there was a shocking explosion, and Zhao Letian's fist shattered Ji Pengyu's palm print irresistibly, and he stood there without moving a muscle, without any damage.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and all of them showed incredible shock on their faces.

Everyone knows who Ji Pengyu is. Looking at the three dynasties, there are definitely no more than five fingers who can rival him.

And there are almost no people who can calmly and easily take over the power of his palm. Even if it is a top invincible powerhouse like Ye Zhenxiao, I am afraid that it will not be as easy as Zhao Letian.

In everyone's impression, Zhao Letian's strength is only at the level of an ordinary genius, at most it is only second to the level of an invincible strongman.

In the eyes of everyone, if he tried his best, he might be able to compete with the ordinary invincible Qianghe a little bit. As for the terrifying existence like Ji Pengyu last year, he would definitely be seeking his own death.

However, the facts are now in front of them, which is very different from what they imagined.

(End of this chapter)