The Crown Prince’s last words: In fact, the father and the emperor are not dead

The sword intent on Dugu Jianxiong’s body was pervasive, and the fighting intent rose.

Li Ning’er’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing the power of Dugu Jianxiong’s sword technique, she retreated to the side.

I didn’t mean to continue shooting.

I was just a little surprised inside.

The other party turned out to be a disciple of Emperor Ye Feng.

His own master never seemed to tell himself.

The emperor had such a genius disciple of swordsmanship.

How did Li Ninger know.

Dugu Jianxiong was Ye Feng’s disciple, and even Wu Lingyun didn’t know about it.

How could her master know?

Jiro Ono’s face was ugly.

Fang Cai Dugu Jianxiong’s sword speed was too fast.

He said coldly, “Since Your Excellency wants to fight, why is Prince Ben afraid?” ”

A powerful momentum erupted.

Deep in his eyes, there was a flash of cold killing intent.

On his body, a strange aura permeated out.

“It seems that this prince of the Wakoku wants to move the true character, and the breath on his body comes from the Yagi Great God worshiped by the Wakoku.”

“It is rumored that the Yagi Great God of the Wakoku was powerful, and the emperor did not destroy the Wakoku back then, but was defeated by the Yagi Daishin.”

“This is hearsay, but the warriors of the Yin Kingdom have strange attack methods.”

“Sixth Rank Peak Grandmaster?”

Ono Jiro knew very well that the strength displayed by Dugu Jianxiong, he did not have to go all out.

He came to the Great Xia Dynasty this time to defeat the young talents of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Able to defeat Dugu Jianxiong.

Undoubtedly, the prestige of the Great Xia Dynasty was a huge blow.

“No, it’s the Seventh Rank Grandmaster?”

The cultivation on Jiro Ono’s body completely exploded.

The strong men of many big forces were full of surprise.

Seven-pin Grandmaster cultivation.

Enough to become a hegemon on one side.

They never expected that this prince of the Yin Kingdom’s martial arts talent was so terrifying.

“Strange? Why is there no cultivation aura on Dugu Jianxiong’s body? ”

Someone felt that Dugu Jianxiong’s body did not have the breath of cultivation realm, and they couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

Martial arts cultivation, cultivation to the realm, is the standard for measuring strength.

“What do you understand? This swordsmanship genius, he practiced kendo. ”

“If I’m not mistaken, he wants to become a great master of kendo with kendo.”

A Grandmaster powerhouse couldn’t help but say.

The person next to him seemed to understand something.

However, some strong people gasped.

Enter the Great Master with kendo.

This kind of cultivation method is as difficult as ascending to the sky.

Once successful.

It will create stronger kendo strength.

The sword is me, I am the sword!

The supreme realm of the unity of man and sword!

Everyone who cultivates sword art pursues this ultimate kendo realm.

However, a strong sword technique who can achieve the unity of human and sword.

The Great Xia Dynasty has never appeared for nearly a thousand years.

It was rumored that there was once a sword genius in the Great Xia Dynasty, and he did it.

Later, he became the famous sword ancestor of the Great Xia Dynasty.

It’s a pity that his kendo has sought defeat in his life.

But it never failed.

After all, no one can inherit his mantle.

It also disappeared into history with the passage of time.

“Today, I will let you know that I, Jiro Ono, am the Tianjiao who is the champion of heaven and earth!”

Jiro Ono’s face was full of killing intent.

He is a Tianjiao that has not appeared in the Yin Kingdom for a thousand years.

Today, he must defeat Dugu Jianxiong.

Dugu Jianxiong held a rainbow light sword and looked calm.

Just stared at Jiro Ono indifferently.

There have never been any mood swings.

The sword shines.

Coldly said: “If you like to continue talking nonsense, I can sit down and wait for you to finish talking nonsense, and then fight with you!” ”

“Crazy!”

Hearing Dugu Jianxiong’s words, everyone felt that the other party was too crazy.

This is a complete disregard for the threat and strength of Jiro Ono.

“You…”

Ono Jiro’s face was full of anger.

For so many years, those who dared to ignore him so much.

Dugu Jianxiong was the first.

And the last one.

“Give me death!”

Said.

The momentum of Grandmaster Ono Jiro Seventh Rank erupted, and his body was filled with a mysterious aura.

I saw his hands wave, condensing into two terrifying blades.

The blade tore through the void and attacked Dugu Jianxiong’s body in the blink of an eye.

Countless people were stunned.

Jiro Ono was actually teleporting.

Even if it was Wu Lingyun, his eyes were condensed.

Is this the weird method of the warriors of the Yin Kingdom?

Electrolite fire.

Countless people were stunned.

When they saw the blade, it seemed to have pierced Dugu Jianxiong’s chest.

One by one, my heart is full of pity.

Is a swordsmanship genius about to fall like this?

Yikes!

Ono Jiro’s eyes flashed with surprise.

Sure enough, his “ninja” divine skill burst out with absolute power.

Seeing that the blade was about to be inserted into Dugu Jianxiong’s chest.

I was so excited.

But, just in the nick of time.

Dugu Jianxiong’s body did not move, but the rainbow light sword in his hand moved.

A sword cut out.

The void is stagnant.

Everyone was stunned.

That sword!

It’s so fast!

Fast to the extreme!

They cannot be described in words.

Just because, this time Dugu Jianxiong’s sword.

They all see it clearly.

It’s all too clear.

The sword that was close at hand could be so fast.

Jiro Ono still had the smug smile on his face just now.

He felt that he had killed Dugu Jianxiong.

And Dugu Jianxiong never moved from beginning to end.

Only the rainbow lightsaber in his hand moved.

“No… I don’t…… Willing…… Why? ”

The smile on Onojiro’s face disappeared.

Just because he felt it clearly, the blade he attacked began to dissipate.

His life, life began to pass.

“Master once said, if I practice the sword.”

“If a sword does not die, I die.”

Dugu Jianxiong’s voice was not very loud, but it resounded through the huge square.

Countless people could hear it clearly.

In their hearts, only horror remained.

“If a sword does not die, it is me who dies!”

How amazing this is to be able to do this.

And what kind of strong person can teach disciples to comprehend such an ultimate sword path.

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