I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

Gai Nie held Yuan Hong and did not continue to swing his sword towards Ying Zifeng.

Ying Zifeng smiled and said: "Indeed, this Prince is not yet the opponent of the Sword Saint."

Grandma's, the hundred-step flying sword is useless.

Everyone thought that Ying Zifeng was going to admit defeat, but suddenly Ying Zifeng's voice sounded again.

"But this prince still has a sword."

And a sword?

Everyone frowned with Genie.

Ying Zifeng looked at Genie's lips coldly.

"Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, Sword Eighteen!"

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Chapter [-] The fourth panic!His Royal Highness the Crown Prince injured the Sword Saint!

"boom!"

A terrifying sword force erupted along with Ying Zifeng's icy and ruthless voice.

At this moment, Ying Zifeng's mood changed from the sword of sentience to the sword of ruthlessness.

The fierce sword force was like a roaring tiger, splashing the gravel and dust around Ying Zifeng's body, and the billowing wind rushed towards Gai Nie.

Genie's deep eyes flashed a strange light.

Sword Eighteen?

Ying Zifeng's Holy Spirit Swordsmanship had just been experienced by him.

From Sword Eight to Sword Seventeen, each sword move is faster and stronger than the previous sword, and the sword technique is also more subtle.

Holding Yuanhong in his hand, Gai Nie also stared at Ying Zifeng closely, daring not to take it lightly.

Father Zulong and Zhang Han stood looking at each other.

"drink!"

With a cold drink, Ying Zifeng, regardless of the pain in the blood-red right hand, suddenly raised the Qingfeng Sword and swayed it freely.

A sword swing!

The sword is overflowing!

But before the sword qi burst out, Ying Zifeng's next sword swung out again!

Sword and shadow again and again!

"Shu~"

"Shu~"

........

In an instant, one after another white sword qi burst out from the Qingfeng sword and attacked Gai Nie. The huge net of sword energy rushed towards Genie.

The sword is fierce, and there is nowhere to hide from the sky!

Everyone was amazed that His Royal Highness Prince had such a terrifying sword move.

Gai Nie's cold eyes dignified and placed Yuan Hong in front of him.

"Roar!"

Indifferent, the sound of a dragon's roar is faintly audible!

A soaring sword force erupted on Gai Nie's Yuanhong Sword.

"Ding~"

Yuanhong cicada chirped, and a terrifying sword energy like a dragon gushed out from the sword.

Ying Zheng frowned.

This is the starting style of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword!

"Hundred-step flying sword!"

Gai Nie looked at the sword net coming towards the sky with two cold brows and immediately drew out his sword.

"call out!"

A sword flew horizontally, and Yuanhong shot out like an arrow from the string, hitting the sword net in the sky. After Yuanhong, the indifferent Genie followed closely.

next second!

The hundred-step flying sword and the sword net collided for a while.

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded on the training ground, and the collision of two terrifying swords created a storm of sword energy.

"call!"

"call!"

The storm hit, the palace maids and the guards were terrified.

The emperor's crown was flying, and Emperor Ying Zheng stared at Genie's Hundred-Step Flying Sword and Ying Zifeng, who was holding the sword.

"boom!"

There was another roar, and Jian Shiba was immediately broken in response, and Gai Nie's hundred-step flying sword stabbed straight at Ying Zifeng.

Ying Zifeng faced him with the Qingfeng Sword.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword squeaked softly against each other, the two swords did not give way to each other, the terrifying sword force of Baibu Feijian still existed, and the sword force retreated against Ying Zifeng.

"drink!"

When Ying Zifeng saw this, he shouted loudly, and the turbulent hundred-year internal force surged out, and he suddenly stopped his steps with brute force and internal force.

But at this moment.

"boom!"

Qingfeng shattered into several pieces in response, and then a light of sword cold directly placed close to Ying Zifeng's throat.

All is quiet.

Ying Zifeng glanced at Broken Sword and smiled and said, "The Sword Saint is indeed the Sword Saint, and this Crown Prince lost."

"His Royal Highness did not lose, Gai just won with weapons."

Gai Nie coldly took Yuan Hong back.

Ying Zifeng was speechless.

Gai Nie's hundred-step flying sword didn't use his full strength at all. Gai Nie was due to his status as the Prince of Great Qin. If he fought for life and death, his current sword [-] would not be able to stop him for even a second.

His strength is not Gai Nie's opponent at all, he has done his best to kill, but Gai Nie has no murderous intention.

"Hehehe, whether it is the Prince of Weapons that knows in his heart, but the next time we meet may be different."

Ying Zifeng smiled lightly.

Genie was silent.

Compared with him and his junior brother Wei Zhuang, Ying Zifeng's level of enchantment is not as good as him alone. It is a matter of time to surpass him.

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[Ding, the selected task is completed, congratulations to the host for getting the rewards: Peerless Divine Sword, Sword Saint Inheritance + [-], God-level baking skill. 】

The system's icy beep suddenly sounded.

Rewards arrive!

Unparalleled Divine Sword!

Ying Zifeng was stunned.

"Isn't that the sword of Dugu Sword!"

Muttering in his heart, Ying Zifeng remembered the information of Wushuangjian in his mind.

Wushuang Sword: Bai Xiaokuangsheng listed the fourth panic in "Storm and Cloud". The sword is three feet nine inches long, weighs about eight catties, and has a golden hilt.

The Wushuang Sword is unparalleled in its sharpness, capable of breaking stones and breaking gold, and blowing hair to break it; not only that, but in the twelve panic records of Baixiao Kuangsheng, the Wushuang Sword is the sword of the master who has sword knowledge and can choose by himself.

According to records, no one in Wushuang City could use Wushuang Sword before Juggernaut Dugu Jian, and Lonely Juggernaut, who was just three years old, went to Jianku for the first time, just opened the door of Jianku, Wushuangjian had already sensed, no wind automatically , smashed the sheath and flew in front of the Dugu Sword, shaking unceasingly, and all the swords in the treasury screamed in unison.

Good guy, this is not ordinary!

One of the Twelve Fears, and it is the most suitable sword for him.

The corner of Ying Zifeng's mouth rose slightly, this time the challenge was worth it, even though the hand was painful.

Glancing at his right hand, the tiger's mouth burst open, blood dripping, and it is estimated that some medicine is needed.

"It's a really good sword fight."

At this moment, Father Zulong's voice rang in his ears.

Ying Zifeng returned to his senses, and immediately worshipped: "Father, the son loses."

Ying Zheng has a majestic demeanor.

"Gai Nie is the number one swordsman in Daqin, and he is also a swordsman praised by everyone in Jianghu. You are expected to lose."

After hearing this, everyone was speechless, and everyone with a discerning eye could see that it was His Royal Highness's sword that was not good.

Ying Zheng glanced at the broken sword on the ground indifferently and continued: "The sword is broken, go to the sword store to see if there is a suitable sword, if not, I will order someone to forge a sword."

Zulong father?