Chapter 550: Fifth Prince
Jiang Xuan collected the purple gold dragon's blood, turned around immediately, walked towards the distance with Wan Zihong and Master Tong, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
In this battle, Jiang Xuan did not use the methods of a spiritual master. He had to fight to support fighting, so that he could break through the shackles of martial arts.
In the following days, Jiang Xuan encountered several more waves of ambushes.
But in the end, no matter what kind of powerful genius or the top ten young masters, they were all suppressed and killed by Jiang Xuan.
And this kind of powerful strength completely shocked the entire Shengwu Dynasty.
Jiang Xuan's name spread to every corner of the dynasty in an instant.
And through this tactic of fighting to support war, Jiang Xuan's cultivation level has also successfully broken through to the peak of the Condensing Pill Realm, and after devouring the bottle of purple gold dragon blood in Hualong Pavilion, Jiang Xuan's Nine-Star Divine Dragon Art has also been improved again. Through evolution, the power of devouring has directly increased from the initial nine times to ten times, and the power of his devouring domain has also become more powerful.
Wan Zihong and Master Tong, who followed Jiang Xuan all the way, looked extremely shocked.
Because Jiang Xuan's plan to continue fighting and to support war with war is so crazy. He is like a killing machine that never stops, and the spiritual power in his body never runs out.
The two of them didn't know that the Nine-Star Divine Dragon Art gave Jiang Xuan not only the powerful physical body, but also the dragon veins that were several times faster than ordinary people. This allowed Jiang Xuan to continue fighting and keep his spiritual power forever. It is extremely terrifying if it is not exhausted. ??
The setting sun was like blood. On this day, after Jiang Xuan dealt with the thirteenth wave of strong men who came to assassinate him, he finally felt an extremely dangerous aura coming.
He raised his head suddenly and saw two figures walking slowly in the distance. The two figures were a middle-aged man and a young man. The middle-aged man was dressed in a green robe and filled with black energy. He turned out to be Jiang Xuan knew Qing Mo, a guardian of the Shengwu royal family.
Next to the middle-aged man, stood a young man wearing brocade clothes. He had a handsome appearance and a tall body. He held a golden sword engraved with a long dragon in his hand and looked at Jiang Xuan haughtily.
"That golden sword is a heaven-level spiritual weapon, and its quality may be much higher than that of Yanhuang Palace."
Xiaotian's solemn voice rang out in Jiang Xuan's spiritual sea.
This person is the enemy!
"Jiang Xuan, remember, the person who killed you today is the number one among the top ten young masters, His Highness the Fifth Prince!"
Qing Mosen said coldly. Obviously, he has not forgotten the humiliation in front of the Qingtian Zongfu Mountain Gate that day, and his murderous intention towards Jiang Xuan is also strong. Although he cannot take action now, he is still interested in the fifth prince beside him. Have strong self-confidence.
Qing Mo, with the strength of half a step to the peak of Yuan Dan realm, is a strong man among the older generation.
He once followed the third prince, but in the end, the third prince was forcefully suppressed and killed by Jiang Xuan in the Qingtian Sect Mansion, and he was blocked by Ling Swordsman, but in the end he failed to kill Jiang Xuan.
Therefore, there is also an inextricable hatred between the two.
Now, as a strong man of the older generation, he cannot take action, but he is extremely confident in the man in brocade clothes beside him, the fifth prince.
Qing Mo's eyes were filled with coldness and cold murderous intent. He stared at Jiang Xuan with a ferocious smile.
"You are very powerful. You have killed so many masters these days and are famous all over the world. However, you don't know how to hide your clumsiness. You are still walking on the land of Northern Xinjiang. Aren't you afraid that the world will kill you?"
The fifth prince holds the golden
Chang Jian said in an indifferent tone.
His expression was calm, but there was hidden edge and dominance in his eyes, like an emperor, pronouncing everything.
"Hide my clumsiness? Do I need to hide my clumsiness in front of a bunch of losers?"
Jiang Xuan spoke coldly, insinuating that the fifth prince, the number one among the so-called top ten masters, was just a loser, and now he came to die.
"Buzz!"
The fifth prince did not speak. He directly pulled out the golden sword engraved with a long dragon in his hand. The golden light shone. In the blink of an eye, the long sword became as thick as a mountain and moved toward Jiang Xuan with terrifying power.
Although he ridiculed the fifth prince, Jiang Xuan was not a fool. He did not rely on him, and his bright wings suddenly opened and he flashed to another place in an instant.
"call out!"
But at this moment, a golden sword light struck from the void, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose.
"What a fast sword!"
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. From the sea of his spirit, the bloodthirsty flying knife rushed out instantly, turned into a flash of red lightning, and collided with the golden sword.
"Crack!"
However, at the moment of contact, the bloodthirsty flying knife screamed and was cut off by the golden sword in the fifth prince's hand.
"My golden sword is the 'Emperor Sword' given to me by the late Emperor. It is an ancient spiritual weapon, comparable to a spiritual weapon at the pinnacle level of heaven. Your bloodthirsty flying knife is nothing more than a low-grade heavenly spirit." You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me even if you have a weapon, it’s like an egg against a stone, you don’t know your own abilities.”
When the fifth prince spoke, he looked at Jiang Xuan with sarcastic eyes, full of contempt.
"Xiaotian, can Yanhuang Palace block the Emperor Sword?"
Jiang Xuan asked in his heart.
The bloodthirsty flying knife was cut off by the emperor's sword, and Jiang Xuan also felt a little painful.
"Although Yanhuang Palace is also an ancient spiritual weapon, it is not as good as the Emperor Sword. Jiang Xuan, your spear is extremely mysterious. Maybe you can give it a try."
Xiaotian spoke in the sea of spirit and suggested.
"Lance?"
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. He had obtained this ice blue spear a long time ago.
Jiang Xuan has been practicing marksmanship for a long time and has understood a lot of the secrets of the spiritual skills of those spears, but the ice blue spear has always been by his side.
Because, from the time when Jiang Xuan got this spear, he knew that this spear was extraordinary.
Although Jiang Xuan has not yet discovered the real secret of this spear, the only thing Jiang Xuan knows is the hardness of the spear.
Since he entered the martial arts, from the level of opening pulses to the current level of condensing pills, he has encountered countless powerful enemies and countless powerful spiritual soldiers, but the spear has always been intact and has accompanied him in the fight until now.
It seems that this spear is like an indestructible piece of divine iron.
Jiang Xuan trusted its hardness.
"Tsk..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly pulled out the spear from behind and looked at the arrogant-looking fifth prince.
"This time it's my turn too!"
Jiang Xuan's eyes were sharp and he said calmly.
"You're trying to stop me with a broken gun?"
The fifth prince looked at the long spear in Jiang Xuan's hand. Although it contained an icy blue light, it did not have any strong power. He couldn't help but sneer. This broken spear was different from the golden imperial sword in his hand. The comparison is simply a world of difference. Jiang Xuan collected the purple gold dragon's blood, turned around immediately, walked towards the distance with Wan Zihong and Master Tong, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
In this battle, Jiang Xuan did not use the methods of a spiritual master. He had to fight to support fighting, so that he could break through the shackles of martial arts.
In the following days, Jiang Xuan encountered several more waves of ambushes.
But in the end, no matter what kind of powerful genius or the top ten young masters, they were all suppressed and killed by Jiang Xuan.
And this kind of powerful strength completely shocked the entire Shengwu Dynasty.
Jiang Xuan's name spread to every corner of the dynasty in an instant.
And through this tactic of fighting to support war, Jiang Xuan's cultivation level has also successfully broken through to the peak of the Condensing Pill Realm, and after devouring the bottle of purple gold dragon blood in Hualong Pavilion, Jiang Xuan's Nine-Star Divine Dragon Art has also been improved again. Through evolution, the power of devouring has directly increased from the initial nine times to ten times, and the power of his devouring domain has also become more powerful.
Wan Zihong and Master Tong, who followed Jiang Xuan all the way, looked extremely shocked.
Because Jiang Xuan's plan to continue fighting and to support war with war is so crazy. He is like a killing machine that never stops, and the spiritual power in his body never runs out. ??
The two of them didn't know that the Nine-Star Divine Dragon Art gave Jiang Xuan not only the powerful physical body, but also the dragon veins that were several times faster than ordinary people. This allowed Jiang Xuan to continue fighting and keep his spiritual power forever. It is extremely terrifying if it is not exhausted.
The setting sun was like blood. On this day, after Jiang Xuan dealt with the thirteenth wave of strong men who came to assassinate him, he finally felt an extremely dangerous aura coming.
He raised his head suddenly and saw two figures walking slowly in the distance. The two figures were a middle-aged man and a young man. The middle-aged man was dressed in a green robe and filled with black energy. He turned out to be Jiang Xuan knew Qing Mo, a guardian of the Shengwu royal family.
Next to the middle-aged man, stood a young man wearing brocade clothes. He had a handsome appearance and a tall body. He held a golden sword engraved with a long dragon in his hand and looked at Jiang Xuan haughtily.
"That golden sword is a heaven-level spiritual weapon, and its quality may be much higher than that of Yanhuang Palace."
Xiaotian's solemn voice rang out in Jiang Xuan's spiritual sea.
This person is the enemy!
"Jiang Xuan, remember, the person who killed you today is the number one among the top ten young masters, His Highness the Fifth Prince!"
Qing Mosen said coldly. Obviously, he has not forgotten the humiliation in front of the Qingtian Zongfu Mountain Gate that day, and his murderous intention towards Jiang Xuan is also strong. Although he cannot take action now, he is still interested in the fifth prince beside him. Have strong self-confidence.
Qing Mo, with the strength of half a step to the peak of Yuan Dan realm, is a strong man among the older generation.
He once followed the third prince, but in the end, the third prince was forcefully suppressed and killed by Jiang Xuan in the Qingtian Sect Mansion, and he was blocked by Ling Swordsman, but in the end he failed to kill Jiang Xuan.
Therefore, there is also an inextricable hatred between the two.
Now, as a strong man of the older generation, he cannot take action, but he is extremely confident in the man in brocade clothes beside him, the fifth prince.
Qing Mo's eyes were filled with coldness and cold murderous intent. He stared at Jiang Xuan with a ferocious smile.
"You are very powerful. You have killed so many masters these days and are famous all over the world. However, you don't know how to hide your clumsiness. You are still walking on the land of Northern Xinjiang. Aren't you afraid that the world will kill you?"
The fifth prince holds the golden
Chang Jian said in an indifferent tone.
His expression was calm, but there was hidden edge and dominance in his eyes, like an emperor, pronouncing everything.
"Hide my clumsiness? Do I need to hide my clumsiness in front of a bunch of losers?"
Jiang Xuan spoke coldly, insinuating that the fifth prince, the number one among the so-called top ten masters, was just a loser, and now he came to die.
"Buzz!"
The fifth prince did not speak. He directly pulled out the golden sword engraved with a long dragon in his hand. The golden light shone. In the blink of an eye, the long sword became as thick as a mountain and moved towards Jiang Xuan with terrifying power.
Although he ridiculed the fifth prince, Jiang Xuan was not a fool. He did not rely on him, and his bright wings suddenly opened and he flashed to another place in an instant.
"call out!"
But at this moment, a golden sword light struck from the void, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose.
"What a fast sword!"
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. From the sea of his spirit, the bloodthirsty flying knife rushed out instantly, turned into a flash of red lightning, and collided with the golden sword.
"Crack!"
However, at the moment of contact, the bloodthirsty flying knife screamed and was cut off by the golden sword in the fifth prince's hand.
"My golden sword is the 'Emperor Sword' given to me by the late Emperor. It is an ancient spiritual weapon, comparable to a spiritual weapon at the pinnacle level of heaven. Your bloodthirsty flying knife is nothing more than a low-grade heavenly spirit." You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me even if you have a weapon, it’s like an egg against a stone, you don’t know your own abilities.”
When the fifth prince spoke, he looked at Jiang Xuan with sarcastic eyes, full of contempt.
"Xiaotian, can Yanhuang Palace block the Emperor Sword?"
Jiang Xuan asked in his heart.
The bloodthirsty flying knife was cut off by the emperor's sword, and Jiang Xuan also felt a little painful.
"Although Yanhuang Palace is also an ancient spiritual weapon, it is not as good as the Emperor Sword. Jiang Xuan, your spear is extremely mysterious. Maybe you can give it a try."
Xiaotian spoke in the sea of spirit and suggested.
"Lance?"
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. He had obtained this ice blue spear a long time ago.
Jiang Xuan has been practicing marksmanship for a long time and has understood a lot of the secrets of the spiritual skills of those spears, but the ice blue spear has always been by his side.
Because, from the time when Jiang Xuan got this spear, he knew that this spear was extraordinary.
Although Jiang Xuan has not yet discovered the real secret of this spear, the only thing Jiang Xuan knows is the hardness of the spear.
Since he entered the martial arts, from the level of opening pulses to the current level of condensing pills, he has encountered countless powerful enemies and countless powerful spiritual soldiers, but the spear has always been intact and has accompanied him in the fight until now.
It seems that this spear is like an indestructible piece of divine iron.
Jiang Xuan trusted its hardness.
"Tsk..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly pulled out the spear from behind and looked at the arrogant-looking fifth prince.
"It's my turn this time too!"
Jiang Xuan's eyes were sharp and he said calmly.
"You're trying to stop me with a broken gun?"
The fifth prince looked at the long spear in Jiang Xuan's hand. Although it contained an icy blue light, it did not have any strong power. He couldn't help but sneer. This broken spear was different from the golden imperial sword in his hand. The comparison is simply a world of difference.
