The battlefield of the Yu Palace is about ten basketball courts in size, with mysterious and complex lines on the ground, and pale gold brilliance flowing on that road. This is a method of strengthening the battlefield. If there is no formation , Even though it's better than Doutai's

The material is very special, and it is still difficult to carry the battle of the Taoist monks.

On the battlefield, two people stood.

There are hundreds of onlookers outside the battle field. This battle is not only a battle between the two on stage, but also a confrontation between Yu and Yan.

Yan Zilin was holding a long sword, but the sword had not been sheathed yet. He smiled at the tall Yu Guosan prince: "Please shoot."

"Then I'm welcome!"

The third prince Yu Guo held a long purple stick, and the stick gave off a heavy breath like a mountain. He was indeed polite, and rushed directly to Yan Zilin. Every foot fell, shaking than Doutai, and his whole body was swelled with yellow-brown energy. Every time he took a step, his body jumped a point and rushed to the swallow. When Lin was in front, there were already six or seven

Mi Gao, the stick on his hand also became longer and thicker.

"Stick all directions!"

The long stick in the hands of the three princes swept away the swallow, and the space exploded, causing a storm. This stick seemed to smash even the stars in the sky.

Seeing the power of the three princes, someone could not help admiring.

"The three princes were in the early days of the Tao Dao Realm, with 10 stars in their bodies. They were only one step away from the middle of the Tao Dao Realm. All the monks in the early Yu Dao Realm of the entire Yu Kingdom, it is estimated that only the Ninth Prince can crush him."

Someone nodded and said with a smile: "Even if the same ten'stars' in this swallow Lin's body, it is not so easy to win the three princes!"

"If this prince of the Yan Kingdom lost in the hands of the third prince, it would be fun to pass on this matter! Everyone knows then that the prince of the Yan prince is not as good as the third prince of the Yu Kingdom, but even the strongest of the nine princes. There is no qualification to play."

These people in Yu Guo obviously have great confidence in the three princes.

of course there are exceptions.

Lord Yu Guoguo frowned slightly.

The moment Yu Fenghua shot on both sides of the stage, he sighed: "Hao Yuan is not the opponent of this Yan Zilin." Yu Haokong next to her just asked her why she said that Yan Zilin had swept a sword. Go out, cut out a horrible sword gas, the sword gas is almost extreme, if the midnight stream, and then the third prince Yu Haoyuan spit out a mouthful of blood,

He flew directly out of the Bidou platform, and after landing on the ground, he couldn't get up while covering his chest!

There was blood on his chest and a fierce wound, which almost cut him in half.

The scene was quiet, and the people who had confidence in the three princes were all horrified. Then they even found out that until this time, the sword in Yan Zilin's hand was still unscathed!

The sword did not come out of the sheath, so he beat the third prince Yu Haoyuan to fly. If it came out, Yu Haoyuan's body has definitely been cut into two parts.

"Asshole! How could this be, I don't believe it, I don't believe I can't even take you a single move!" The three princes crawled up with their wounds, angrily angrily, struggling to return to Bidoutai.

"Enough. Don't be embarrassing!" Lord Yu Guoguo looked at him with a somber face.

The three princes were so shocked that they dared not say anything more.

Yan Xiao, the general of Yan Guo, smiled.

Yan Zilin on Bidoutai looked at Yu Haokong and smiled, "I don't know if I am qualified to play against the Nine Prince? I hope you will not let me down."

Yu Haokong's face was a little dignified, realizing that the other party was a strong enemy, holding a trident, a river appeared at his feet, and he rushed to the Bidou platform, and behind him came the thundering sound of the shocking waves patting the shore, just like the arrival of the sea god.

He sneered: "You can rest assured that I will never let you down! I am afraid you are not my opponent at all!"

Seeing Yu Haokong playing, everyone in Yu Guo regained confidence.

Although Yu Haokong also has 10 "stars" in his body, his combat power has fully reached the mid-level of Tao Daojing, and he once defeated his opponent in the mid-term of Dao Daojing.

I believe that dealing with this Crown Prince Yan must be more than enough. Lord Yu Guoguo, as well as Yu Fenghua, and a few of Yu Guo's core figures who reached the late stage of Tao Dao Realm, but they were not at all happy. Their eyesight was very high. From the move of Prince Yan Guo just now, Yu Haokong wants to win each other,

I'm afraid it's not that easy!

Although this prince of the Kingdom of Yan is in the early stage of the Tao Dao Realm, its combat power has also reached the mid-level of the Tao Dao Realm completely.

Yu Haokong stepped on the waves, and in a blink of an eye came to Yan Zilin, the trident stabbed out, the space collapsed, and the tumbling power of the waves under his feet made this thorn unmatched.

"Come well!"

Yan Zilin smiled, still did not pull the sword out of the sheath, holding the hilt, the tail of the scabbard collided with the trident, the collision made a crackling sound, and the terror wave surged in all directions.

The Bidoutai at their feet shook violently. If they were not blessed with formations, they might have been crushed.

"Xingtian warfare!"

After being blocked by one blow, Yu Haokong instantly moved, and the trident turned into countless afterimages. It looked like he was hitting Yan Zilin from all directions. He could not hide at all, and the space was easily broken.

Qiang!

Yan Zilin's sword finally came out of the sheath. The temperature between heaven and earth fell to the freezing point in an instant. The wind surging on him, countless wind blades flew, and those wind blades collided with the remnants of the trident.

He struck out a sword, and people still haven't seen the trajectory of this sword. This sword has already flicked out Yu Haokong.

Yu Haokong withdrew after five or six meters and stopped in mid-air. His face was a little red. He was obviously at a disadvantage in the previous confrontation.

"Nine prince, I didn't expect you to be so weak, it's totally different from what I imagined." Yan Zilin said with a sword in his hand and a sword in his hand, he said with a smile. Like a sword fairy.

"you--"

Yu Haokong's face was a little red, and now it looked like a monkey butt.

"This is just the beginning, don't be too pretentious!"

Yu Haokong stared at Yan Zilin bitterly. He had just been taught by Lin Chen not long ago. He thought he could be a big show this time. Unexpectedly, this guy in front of him was not easy to deal with at all, just as difficult as Lin Chen!

"Fight the world!" Yu Haokong let out a roar, his breath rising, and the water flowing around him, as if he had become a violent beast, giving a very dangerous feeling.

boom!

He rushed towards Yan Zilin again, smashing the space in front with his flesh, his momentum was more terrifying than before.

"It's a mystery! Nine princes used that mystery to enhance their combat power. Now, this prince, Yan Kingdom, will definitely lose!"

Seeing Yu Haokong's breath lifted a level, many people in Yu Guo smiled. Even Yu Fenghua was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, but only Yan Xiao, the general of Yan State, had a sneer in the corner of his mouth.