Peerless Conceited God

Ying Qianxue said: "Everyone, be careful, let's quickly evacuate."

As he finished speaking, he took the lead in flying out, several dozen feet away from the battlefield. When they reached a safe zone, he stopped to watch the battle.

Everyone followed him out of the combat zone. The timid ones hid themselves hundreds of feet away.

Fighting between two experts of the Sword Dao was indeed rare.

Ying Qianxue could not help but sweat for you.

Suddenly, the two people in the arena moved. Two phantoms could be seen clashing with each other in the blink of an eye.

Sword energy flew out and in an instant, the sword energy filled the sky and moved in all directions.

It was as if space itself was being torn apart.

Ximen Zi regained his confidence and said: "You have all comprehended Sword Heart Realm. If you can defeat me."

Tang Xiaohu coldly snorted, and said: "Do you think that your victory is already in your grasp?"

The two of them met instantly. With a loud bang, a stream of energy spread outwards like a wave.

Everyone was shocked and quickly retreated.

The capital was a place filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Such a powerful battle soon attracted the attention of all the experts in the capital.

Upon receiving the news, the Xia Emperor immediately sent someone out to investigate. Just what sort of person was fighting for them to cause such a huge commotion?

In next to no time, someone returned to report.

"Reporting to the Emperor, it's General Protector of the Nation. He's fighting with the Prince of Beiwu, Ximen Zi."

"What?" Hearing the name of the Beiwu, the Xia Emperor was obviously shocked. This Beiwu was not someone a little China could provoke, she absolutely must not let anything happen to Ximen Zi within the borders of the China. Otherwise, he would not be able to take responsibility.

"How is the battle going?" The Xia Emperor asked rather nervously.

"Prince Ximen Zi is a middle period of the Essence Nourishing Realm and has comprehended the realm of Sword Heart. He is now fighting on equal footing with the General Protector of the Nation and it is difficult to determine the victor."

In the entire China, a strong warrior at the middle stage of the Returning-to-elemental Realm was definitely at the top of the pyramid.

He never thought that Beiwu, a prince, would have such strength. Then, how strong would the total time of the entire Beiwu be?

What made the Xia Emperor even more surprised was that Tang Xiaohu's voice of late period of Foundation Building Realm was actually capable of fighting with strength. He was indeed extremely surprised by the middle level of the Origin Convergence Stage's high school.

No matter what, he had to stop this battle. Whether Tang Xiaohu was injured or the Prince of Beiwu was injured, it was all unbearable for him.

He was dressed in a dragon robe and had a jade crown on his head. Without changing his clothes, he immediately flew and flew, arriving at the place where Tang Xiaohu and Ximen Zi was fighting.

Sword-light flashed out in all directions as the two battled to their most intense moments.

He had wanted to rush forward to stop them, but he suddenly saw Ying Qianxue in the crowd, and approached him with the Imperial Sword Technique.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the Xia Emperor, and they all saluted respectfully.

"Greetings, your Imperial Majesty."

Only Ying Qianxue did not bow, but the Xia Emperor did not blame him in the slightest.

"On the contrary, he took the initiative to approach us and said politely." Miss Shadow, you're here too. "

Yin Qianxue nodded before turning her gaze to the two people on the battlefield.

The Xia Emperor was slightly embarrassed. He said, "I heard that the General Protector of the Nation and the prince of the Beiwu had a conflict, and so I hurried over."

Ying Qianxue nodded slightly.

The Xia Emperor said again: "Miss Shadow, you should have advised General Protector of the Nation. You shouldn't have let him be so impulsive, offending the Beiwu wouldn't have any benefit to my China. How about I give the order to directly make him admit defeat?"

Ying Qianxue frowned, and said: "Admit defeat?"

The Xia Emperor's face changed slightly. Was there something wrong with that?

Ying Qianxue said: "This prince of the Beiwu is arrogant and despotic, not only did she tease me, she even spoke rudely and insulted Young Master Tang, do you think she should be taught a lesson?"

The Xia Emperor instinctively nodded and thought of something. He shook his head and said, "But, in the end, he's still the prince of the Beiwu. Their national strength is more than ten times what we have, we can't afford to offend him."

Ying Qianxue coldly snorted, and said: "What's wrong? Are you afraid? Don't forget, how did you become an emperor?"

The Xia Emperor had an ugly look on his face. "Of course I wouldn't dare to forget."

Ying Qianxue said: "Young Master Tang is a pillar of the nation, I do not wish for anything to happen to him, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand," the Xia Emperor said. "I will start preparing now, and regardless of the outcome of this competition, my China will stand behind the General Protector of the Nation and become his strongest shield."

Hearing that, Ying Qianxue nodded her head in satisfaction, then turned her gaze back to the fighting grounds.

In terms of techniques, the two of them had already comprehended the Sword Heart realm, so when they slashed out their swords, they did as they pleased. They were evenly matched, with neither of them gaining an advantage over the other.

But in the end, whose sword move was more powerful, no one knew that everyone was waiting for the result.

Ximen Zi's face was extremely ugly. As an expert of the middle period of the Essence Nourishing Realm, he was actually only able to fight to a draw with his opponent.

You have to defeat him, even kill him. You need his blood to wash away this humiliation.

Brat, even though you have comprehended the realm of Sword Heart, you are still only at the level of late period of Foundation Building Realm, how can you compare to the cultivation of my middle period of the Essence Nourishing Realm?

Next up, I won't give you any more chances.

With a slight movement of his arm, the Dragon Soul Sword vibrated, releasing a dragon cry that caused people's hearts to tremble.

Seeing that his opponent was about to use his killing technique, Tang Xiaohu was not willing to fall behind.

"Demon Dragon Annihilation!"

Ximen Zi bellowed, he slashed his sword, and suddenly, the image of a Flood Dragon flew out from the sword, pouncing towards Tang Xiaohu like a violent tide.

"Dragon!"

Everyone was shocked. Many people couldn't even tell what the difference was between a flood dragon and a true dragon.

Seeing the dragon-like shadow, their faces paled and their legs went limp.

In front of Long Wei, they had lost their will to resist. If they exchanged identities with Tang Xiaohu, they would probably have to close their eyes and wait for death.

Tang Xiaohu saw this and snorted. Having seen a real dragon, he could immediately tell that this was a Flood Dragon. Compared to a real Divine Dragon, there was a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles. The faint dragon aura that it emitted was not even worth mentioning.

With the dragon blood on him, he subconsciously did not place this flood dragon in his eyes at all.

With a cold shout, the flood dragon seemed to sense something and began to panic. It raised its head and let out a dragon's roar, but its movements were much slower than before.

"hematochezia!"

Just then, Tang Xiaohu's sword slashed down. A bloody rainbow burst out, smashing towards the flood dragon's head.

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, the flood dragon let out a miserable shriek. This strike did not manage to shatter the shadow of the flood dragon.

Tang Xiaohu was also shocked, he knew very clearly just how powerful his own sword strike was. This sword strike contained the power of the Sword Heart, compared to the past, it was many times stronger, but even so, he did not manage to kill the dragon image, and only sent him flying.

"Ang!"

It was weird that the Flood Dragon would let out a cry and circle around Ximen Zi to protect his body but not take the initiative to attack him. This confused Ximen Zi greatly.

Logically speaking, even if Ximen Zi were to fight against a strong expert at the peak of the middle period of the Essence Nourishing Realm, he should be able to jump levels and fight, and might even be in an invincible position.

He never thought that before he could take the initiative to attack his opponent, he would have to retreat. Ximen Zi could clearly feel that the dragon was slightly afraid.

Ying Qianxue frowned, and thought: "As expected of a first-rate country, with abundant resources, any martial skill displayed, is at least spirit level, making people jealous."

"Kill him!"

After Ximen Zi activated the Flood Dragon's savagery, he let out a loud roar and slashed out. The Flood Dragon's body was no longer under his control, and it pounced towards Tang Xiaohu.

Tang Xiaohu slashed out again, landing on the Flood Dragon's forehead, this time the Flood Dragon only retreated two or three steps, with a long hiss, it opened its big mouth and bit towards Tang Xiaohu.

Tang Xiaohu could just sit there and wait for death, only to see his arm bleeding as he fought with the remnant spirit of the Flood Dragon.

Streaks of blood light slashed onto the Flood Dragon's body. Tang Xiaohu relied on his nimble movements to avoid direct contact with the Flood Dragon. As a result, under his berserk attacks, the Flood Dragon let out a miserable scream. Transforming into a ray of light, he returned to the Dragon Soul Sword.

Ximen Zi became furious and said: "Brat, you do have some tricks up your sleeves, but I want to see how you withstand this move of mine."

Suddenly, Ximen Zi's left hand touched the Dragon Soul Sword, causing the sharp blade to cut his finger, causing blood to spill, but to be absorbed by the Dragon Soul Sword.

"Ang!"

The Dragon Soul Sword that had absorbed the fresh blood let out a loud dragon's roar, the entire body of the sword shook, releasing a faint spirit light.

"Blood sacrifice!"

She recognized it. Ximen Zi was actually using his own blood to nourish the soul, using his own blood essence to strengthen the fighting strength of the Flood Dragon.

"Ang!" A green Flood Dragon flew out from the Dragon Soul Sword, circled Ximen Zi a few times, then roared and flew to the clouds.

This flood dragon looked even more solid, as if the scales on its body could be seen.

Everyone's face changed drastically as if they had seen a real dragon.

However, Tang Xiaohu seemed to have entered into a special realm, it was a world of swords, and in this world, there were sword images everywhere.

Tang Xiaohu's heart was slightly moved as he thought to himself, "Could this be the legendary sword realm?"

Legends said that all the sword moves and cultivation techniques came from the sword world.

When Tang Xiaohu had just fought with the Flood Dragon, his mind had unknowingly opened up the sword world and entered into a world that truly belonged to the sword.

In this world, he had seen many powerful sword moves that seemed to have the power to destroy all living things.

However, he shook his head. These were not the sword moves that he wanted.

Suddenly, he saw a streak of blood-red. A familiar feeling caused his heart to throb uncontrollably as his mind followed the sword light and floated over.

Ying Qianxue frowned, revealing a worried look, she thought to herself, this is bad, why is Xiao Hu in a daze at this critical moment, and did he not give the opponent an opportunity?

Ximen Zi also noticed this and coldly snorted, thinking that Tang Xiaohu was too arrogant, to the point that he dared to split his concentration while fighting him.

Ximen Zi gave a cold snort and said angrily, "Brat, I want to use your blood to wash away my shame."

After he finished speaking, he moved at an extremely fast speed and began to cast one incantation after another. Suddenly, he pointed forward.

"Ang!" The Flood Dragon roared and flew down from the clouds, pouncing towards Tang Xiaohu.

Before the Flood Dragon arrived in front of Tang Xiaohu, the Dragon's might that was emitting from his body had already pressured the cultivators with Building Foundation Period and they all fell from the sky.

Ying Qianxue was greatly shocked. Seeing that the Flood Dragon was less than three hundred meters away from Tang Xiaohu, he did not even have the chance to react as he said, "Tang Xiaohu, what are you doing? Do you not want to live anymore?"

"No!" Ying Qianxue's heart was in a mess, for the first time she was at a loss of what to do. With a flash, she was right in front of Tang Xiaohu, she did not care what agreement they had, as long as it was detrimental to Tang Xiaohu, she would definitely make it.

In fact, the Xia Emperor had even sent out a gesture, saying that no matter the cost, he had to protect the general of the Grand Xia Empire.

Suddenly, Tang Xiaohu's eyes became clear, like a pearl in the night, so dazzling.

"Wait a moment!" The Xia Emperor, seeing this, gave yet another command.

Otherwise, the hundred and eight generals of the China, as well as the thousands of imperial guards, would spare no expense to interfere in this battle.

Ying Qianxue also stopped, she could feel that in the span of a few breaths, Tang Xiaohu had undergone an earth-shattering change. The sword in his hand became ethereal, the sword qi became indistinct, as though it was following his thoughts, and had undergone a myriad of changes.

Ximen Zi clenched his teeth, his face was sinister, as though he had gone insane.

"Go and die!" "Hahaha!"

When Tang Xiaohu made his move, just as the Flood Dragon was about thirty meters away from him, he raised his hand and slashed out.

Compared to the first hematochezia of the first part of the God Slaughtering Technique, this sword strike seemed extremely ordinary and there weren't any fancy movements.

The second stance, "Seven Annihilations Slaughtering Slash!"

The scarlet sword light broke the dragon's head and blocked the flood dragon's advance. However, it did not last long before the sword light was shattered.

Everyone thought that Tang Xiaohu's sword strike that was filled with confidence was a strike that shocked the world and shocked the gods. They never thought that it would actually be similar to the first sword strike, and could even be considered inferior to the first sword strike.

"Xiao Hu …" Ying Qianxue regretted it, and the Xia Emperor also regretted it. They should not have stopped, they should not have hesitated.

It didn't matter whether they came in time or not, Ying Qianxue had moved, pouncing towards Tang Xiaohu, hoping that he would be able to hold on, waiting for her help.

"Eh, that's not right."

Just as that sword slashed out, another beam of sword light flew out from within the blood fiend and landed on the flood dragon's head. Its power was greater, but its speed was even faster.

"What kind of martial skill is this?!" The crowd didn't have time to be shocked or to sigh as they saw one after another blood colored light pierce through the sword.

After slashing seven times in a row, each sword became stronger and faster than the last. At the fifth sword strike, the flood dragon couldn't withstand it any longer and let out a pitiful cry as it was shattered by the sword light.

With the Dragon Soul destroyed, Ximen Zi suffered a backlash. His face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, there were still the two most powerful swords. Without the protection of the Flood Dragon, they directly slashed towards Ximen Zi.

"No!" Ximen Zi cried out in alarm.