The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Wang Tong nodded, no longer speaking, his inner strength burst out, forming a phantom of a saintly Confucianism behind him.

This phantom seems to be able to arouse the general trend of the world, making people unable to resist. This is the righteousness of scholars.

Yang Su and Yu Wencheng stood behind Wang Tong and formed a connection with Wang Tong. The internal strength of the three gathered in one body.

The trio was formed directly!

The sky and the earth were turbulent, and the phantom of the saint behind Wang Tong became more and more solid, just like the real thing. The thunder and lightning flickered in the sky, and the onlookers who watched the purple arc were frightened.

The combination of the three heavenly beings is like the power of heaven!

Even an Earth Immortal might not be able to stop it.

Human beings have an instinctive fear of thunder and lightning, and many people think so in their hearts.

It's time to start!

With such a great power, it seems to everyone that the next second is a battle of life and death.

In a duel between masters, the outcome is usually only in an instant, and maybe just this move can determine the outcome.

Facing this natural disaster-like scene, Li Kuan had his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent, the Wu Chou sword was hanging on his waist, and he showed no sign of wanting to make a move.

He stared at Yang Su and said without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Yang Su, you made a mistake. The crown prince never thought of using this battle to help me break through to the realm of the earth fairy."

The sound is not loud, but it makes those who hear it instantly confused.

If you don't want to break through, then you're a ghost.

The three of Wang Tong are also unknown, but the instillation of internal force has not diminished at all, the lightning in the sky has turned purple-black, and it looks like the end of the world under the setting sun.

Yang Su frowned slightly and asked.

"how you said that?"

Li Kuan smiled charmingly.

"You guys are just the touchstone for me to step into the Earth Immortal!"

The sound was like thunder, shocking all directions.

Wang Tong, Yang Su, and Yu Wencheng were so frightened by these words that their internal energy froze for a moment.

Within a hundred meters, there was silence.

"He... what did he say?"

Cheng Yaojin swallowed.

Qin Shubao glared at Cheng Yaojin with your fucking useless eyes.

"His Royal Highness just said that he has stepped into the realm of the earth fairy, and Wang Tong and the other three are just touchstones."

Cheng Yaojin gasped.

"It's terrible, His Royal Highness is really terrible, he's only 23 years old!"

The people around were silent, but there was fear, admiration, or jealousy in their eyes.

The faces of Wang Tong and the others completely collapsed, and the purple-black thunder in the sky seemed to be frightened and dared not land for a long time.

Xie was naturally calm about this.

Master is right, this guy has stepped into the realm of the earth fairy.

Taoist Beilan also had an expression that I had guessed a long time ago.

"Holding the stars to pick the sun and the moon, there is no one like me in the world. Sure enough, he is talking about himself."

Li Shimin in the dragon's mouth had a smile on his lips, and his clenched fists loosened.

The top of the Great Wall.

Yang Su's sword pointed, and the sky roared with thunder.

"I do not believe!"

Li Kuan smiled.

"Don't believe me? Then you can watch it!"

With light footsteps, Li Kuan rose into the air.

"Sword, break all spells!"

Li Kuan spoke softly, and Li Kuan's sword burst out, like a sword that reaches the sky, with brilliant heavenly power, which is no more than mediocre in front of him.

Everyone was so frightened that they dared not move within the shocking sword force.

The wind stopped, the clouds were quiet, and the thunder disappeared.

The thunder summoned by the three celestial beings collapsed at this moment, turning into scattered arcs and disappearing into the sky.

Under the coercion of the sword, everyone was imprisoned, as if even thinking was forbidden.

Yang Su's face changed, he remembered the scene in Longmen Grottoes.