Chapter 113: Use hole cards

When he was in Wu Xuege, this servant had also said such things.
In the past six months, he will no longer take action against himself, now he is following the Seventh Prince, and he immediately wants to be loyal?
Good dog, really a good dog!
Chu Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly and shot a dangerous look.
He urged the puppet and attracted the six-color thunder spirit heart.
"Quickly stop him, not let Lei Ling's heart fall into his hands!"
Seeing this, Xu Feng said anxiously.
Chu Qianye sneered, and put the six-color thunder spirit heart into the universe ring.
"It doesn't matter. When we kill him, all the treasures on him will still belong to us in the end." The Seventh Prince said slowly, staring at Chu Qianye with a calm light.
Chu Qianye received the six-color Lei Ling heart, and the stone in his heart finally fell.
"Give you a chance, hand over the Six-Colored Thunder Spirit Heart and submit to me, I can spare you not to die." The Seventh Prince said lightly.
Chu Qianye's eyes couldn't help narrowing into a gap, and he shook his head gently.
Did he spit out something in his hand?
Seeing Chu Qianye's expression, the Seventh Prince's face suddenly sank.
"Hmph, if that's the case, then you can blame me for being impolite." The Seventh Prince said lightly, with a touch of the sole of his foot, his figure suddenly rushed out, and a punch suddenly blasted out.
"Om!"
The terrifying fist strength, mixed with fierce strength, with undoubtedly rivaling energy, slammed into Chu Qianye's chest, and in an instant, Chu Qianye felt full of oppression.
Chu Qianye's eyes couldn't help but narrowed into a gap.
Worthy of being a Xuanbang martial artist, with such strength, compared with a Huangbang martial artist, it is simply a heaven and an underground.
But he is afraid?
No, he is not afraid at all, because the last trump card in his hand hasn't been revealed yet!
"Long Xiangquan!"
Chu Qianye yelled violently, and the profound energy in his body was like a dragon, gushing out in vain, like a watered silver dragon, mixed with bursts of thunder, suddenly burst out.
The terrible power squeezed the void into a twist.
"Boom!"
The two punches were bombarded together, and the terrifying power bounced back to the two of them, and they suddenly retreated a few meters back.
"How can your physical strength be so strong?!" The Seventh Prince said in surprise.
Everyone's eyes shrank suddenly.
The Seventh Prince flew upside down three meters, and Chu Qianye flew upside down five meters. The difference in strength was obvious. Chu Qianye was a bit inferior, but their hearts could not be calm for a long time.
"Second-level Profound Realm."
Chu Qianye's eyes couldn't help but narrowed into a gap.
If it was someone else, the punch just now, I'm afraid he has been abandoned. Fortunately, his physical body is not bad, otherwise he really can't hold the punch of the Seventh Prince.
Ning Yifan originally had to be full of will, but now Chu Qianye's punch made him feel difficult to breathe. If he were to be himself, could he still stand calmly?
Impossible, the punch of the Seventh Prince, how terrible is the strength, a punch is enough to blow him up.
However, Chu Qianye did it. What can this show?
"God, he is only eighteen or nine years old, is he twenty years old?"
"It's terrible, the martial spirit is shattered and re-awakened. It's only half a year. I won't talk about the fifth-level cultivation base of the Huangji realm. How can his physical power be so terrifying?"
When everyone looked at Chu Qianye at the moment, they all felt crazy inside.
"Hmph, I want to see if you can take my hand!"
The seventh prince hummed coldly, and immediately stepped out of his feet, and the profound energy in his body suddenly burst out.
Chu Qianye only felt that his eyes flashed, a huge palm print burst open like thunder, and slammed at him, and the void was twisted and shattered wherever he could.
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Chu Qianye was extremely surprised, and the thundering sword clock burst out with a dazzling light.
"Boom!"
With a palm, Chu Qianye was directly shot at a distance of 100 meters, Chu Qianye's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
When everyone saw that Chu Qianye was doing this, they were suddenly relieved. If Chu Qianye was still so violent, then it would be too enchanting, and they might not necessarily suspect life.
Chu Qianye was knocked out at this moment, and his blood boiled over his body.
His brows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.
The palm of the seventh prince was extremely destructive, as if Mount Tai was overwhelming, the blood in his body burst into boiling.
Sure enough, the first punch was just a temptation. It was estimated that only 40% of the strength was used, and the palm of the hand, at least 70% of the strength, he felt extremely deeply.
Sure enough, his martial arts cultivation is too far away from the opponent. After all, the Seventh Prince is a warrior at the second level of the Profound Realm, and he is just a warrior who has just stepped into the fifth level of the Yellow Realm.
However, the seventh prince was a member of the royal family. He had swallowed so many pills and used so many resources in the early stage, and he could only cultivate at the second level of the Profound Realm. If it were his own, he would at least be at the sixth stage of the Profound Realm.
Lao Tzu has an evolved "Immortal God Jue" technique. Give me another year, and the Seventh Prince can only live on my nose!
The light in Chu Qianye's eyes flickered, and he did not continue to stupidly compare physical strength with the other party.
He stood with the sword, the fighting spirit in his body instantly diffused from his body, and the soles of his feet stepped forward, suddenly bombarding forward like a dragon.
"Thunder and sword spirit!"
The sword in his palm suddenly exploded with an aura like Hongruoyue, and a huge sword aura of eight feet slashed straight down at the Seventh Prince.
"Crack."
Wherever it goes, the void shatters!
When everyone saw this terrifying sword aura, their pupils suddenly shrank.
Chu Qianye only entered the inner palace, and it took only half a year before his sword intent had reached such a terrifying situation?
Everyone looked at the young man dancing wildly in his clothes, and they were amazed.
It's a pity that no one noticed that Chu Qianye was able to use his sword intent to such an extent because of his martial arts.
"Boom!"
The two terrifying collisions directly shattered a large area of ​​the void, while Chu Qianye retreated quickly, avoiding the surge of fist strength.
"Chiff chick."
Even though he had escaped, the terrible fist strength had already caused Chu Qianye's clothes to shatter.
His brow furrowed slightly.
"Om!"
The seventh prince stepped forward, his sleeves drummed, and a blood-red war sword, like a dragon out of the abyss.
Chu Qianye's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.
The Seventh Prince's sword intent made him feel a strong sense of crisis.
When other people saw this, they knew in their hearts that the Seventh Prince was serious.
"Since you are better than a sword, it is as you wish."
The seventh prince smiled and stepped forward, and the sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a blood-red light.
Chu Qianye raised his palm, and immediately cut out with a sword that was like a rainbow.
Chu Qianye didn't dare to neglect, but also slashed out with a sword.
"boom!"
The terrifying Jianmang, along with the thunder, actually produced a storm, and Chu Qianye flew out, his face paled by two minutes again.
"It is your honor to die by my sword," the Seventh Prince said.
Chu Qianye frowned slightly as he felt the blood boil in his body and the profound energy that was gradually drying up.
It seems that only the snake scale can be used.
His eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly.