Chapter 1191: Prince's death

In the dark night, the overcast clouds evade the moon, the crown prince's house, Kuntian unsheathed, and death came.
There was no sign of the sudden killing, the sword was changing rapidly, and there was only one sword in the entire palace of the king.
On the throne, Xuan Zhen recovered from the shock, leaned over to avoid the sudden sword.
"Oh!"
The piercing tears of clothes and silk sounded, and blood splashed on Xuan Zhen's chest, failing to completely avoid Kuntian's edge.
The opportunity has been lost, Xuan Zhen is in a crisis, and his figure is moving, constantly avoiding storm-like attacks.
In the hands of Gu Shengtian, the ancient sword of Kuntian is like an electric trick, a tricky but fierce offensive, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers, and comprehensively suppressing the prince of the Devil who is seriously injured.
"boom!"
Avoiding the awe-inspiring sword, unable to avoid the ensuing palm power, hit the body hard, Xuan Zhen stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.
The footing was not stable, and in front of him, Jianguang once again broke through the air, without letting gasp.
Before the crisis of life and death, Xuan Zhen's expression sank, and he took the opportunity to make a decisive decision. He raised his hand and grabbed the sword of the former, striving for a breath.
"Bah"
The Divine Soldier tears flesh and blood, and the harsh sound of rubbing sounds.
The game of both defeats, life and death, Gu Shengtian sneered, Jian Feng turned around, and also adopted the combat strategy, Kun Tian broke through the shackles and penetrated the chest of the former.
"Uh"
Xuan Zhen snorted and was hit hard again.
At the same time, the demon increased his strength, Gu Shengtian insisted on a move, withdrew three steps away from his feet, and his mouth was red.
Injuries are exchanged, and each one is injured. One is for time and the other is for life. Under extreme circumstances, both of them use the most extreme tactics to maximize the damage to each other.
The overwhelming battle situation has not changed, however, Xuan Zhen was able to breathe for a moment, and his right hand was virtually gripped. Next to the throne, a purple gold spear flew into the hands of the demon.
At this moment, in front of him, Jian Feng came again, and a sword appeared, and the stars appeared in the sky.
The sword was extremely powerful, and the star sword came out again. In an instant, countless sword lights appeared in the air, glancing toward the demon in front.
Seeing Xuanzhen's appearance, Zijin's spear swept across the sky, and Wan Jun's great force slammed into the thousands of swords that broke into the sky.
The pattern manifested, dispersing the aftermath of the war, which originally protected and protected the palace. At this moment, it became the demon's amulet. The king's palace blessed by the formation, the king is difficult to break, and all the guards are blocked in front of the palace. Break through the sword gas blockade.
The broken blood bones flew into the sky, and the only entrance, the sword energy, blocked all reinforcements.
Inside the palace, the war became more and more fierce. The Zijin spear was waving like a dragon, and the weapon of the kingly way manifested the domineering.
Among the dancing spears, Gu Shengtian's body could not move, his sword moved like a shocking wave, and the endless offensive offensively overwhelmed the demon king.
Before the crisis of life, Xuan Zhen broke out twelve points of combat power, overcoming the difficulty of recovering from the serious injury and the difficulty of mentioning the body.
Ten battles in combat, the devil's injury is getting heavier, Kuntian's offensive is getting more and more fierce, driving people crazy.
Outside the Wang Dian, more and more congregations and guards gathered, and everyone joined forces to continuously bombard the sword array in front.
"Uh"
Suddenly, in the palace of the king, humming sounded, Xuan Zhen's chest, a sword through the body, and then dyed vermilion.
Just before the end of the battle, the sword array shattered in front of the king's palace, and all of the king's house enshrined to join forces to attack the crown prince.
When the palm struck, Gu Shengtian felt that he would draw back his sword, and the sword would stop the life-threatening crisis.
The rumbling trembled, resounding through the palace, with one enemy, the ancient Shengtian stepped back half a step, with a deep drink, shocked everyone back.
Chess missed a move, the reinforcements arrived, the ancient Shengtian looked down, the figure moved, trying to forcibly kill the devil's life.
A sword rises to the moon, the sword wind freezes the world, and in a flash, the killing moves reappear.
A king's house was enshrined, and his figure flashed over, concentrating on all his strength, and blocking his body with his body.
After turning his eyes, a sword crossed his chest and brought out a dazzling blood flower. In front of Xuan Zhen, the body of Wang Fu enshrined in the body was directly destroyed and the body was unable to fall.
One enemies died in battle, and the remaining three kings enshrined the attack.
Gu Shengtian raised his hand to capture the sacrifice of the king's palace, and flung to the three people. The figure flew out and continued to kill the crown prince.
Xuan Zhen retreated, one step, two steps, ten steps, to avoid the sword killer.
In the rear, the three King Realms enshrined the worship of Zhen Fei, who died in battle, and also flew out at the same speed, making every effort to release the siege.
The competition of time, the competition of life and death, at this moment, outside the hall, a figure of dark red suit appeared, cold eyes stared at the battle ahead, and there was no urgent help.
"Master Xuanluo, please also help!" Aside, the bodyguard commanded anxiously.
Xuan Luo heard the words, his mouth slightly curved, and stepped into the hall.
The aftermath of the war oscillated, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to half a minute. Xuan Luo watched the battle in the white heat, and he squeezed his right palm in preparation for a critical blow.
To the masters of the battlefield, the powerful atmosphere is hard to ignore. The ancient Holy Heaven has a feeling, and the remaining light sweeps over and looks down.
It was him. Before Linqing, the thirteenth prince specially mentioned it.
The situation is tense, and there is no room for hesitation. Gu Shengtian looked back, wielded his sword and opened three offerings, and Kun Tian urged Ji Yuan again in his hand.
"Thirteen let me tell your lord that your destiny owes you half of his body, and today, he repays it with the royal line!"
The purpose of the message is undisguised. In the small world, three phases are present, and the ancient holy heaven has one enemy and four enemies.
Xuan Luo's brow frowned lightly, and he glanced at the small world that shrouded the battle situation. His figure flashed over and swept into the battle situation.
With palms up, Jian Feng greeted, with a bang, the aftermath screamed, and the small world shook violently.
"His Royal Highness, you leave first."
Xuan Luo entered the battle, looked at the crown prince, and said.
Xuan Zhen nodded and pulled away from the battle.
Gu Shengtian stared at him, his figure flashed over, and the sword edge came again.
"Your opponent is them!"
Xuan Luo flew forward, blocking the front, temporarily blocking the offensive of the former, immediately stepping on the foot, and temporarily leaving the battle with the crown prince.
After a moment of blocking, the three enshrinements once again formed a siege, blocking the swordsman's offensive.
Outside the battle, Xuan Luo looked at the crown prince beside him and said, "His Royal Highness will heal first, and I will protect His Highness."
"Ok"
Xuan Zhen nodded his head, and the body of the heavy hit could not be delayed any longer, his eyes closed, and his strength suppressed the injury.
At the next moment, Xuan Zhen was all around, the magic element was surging, and he continued to flow to the wound in front of his chest to repair the wound.
In the battle ahead, the war became more and more fierce. The power of the three King Realms was astonishing, as strong as the East Realm Master, and it was difficult to break through for a while.
After the life and death crisis was lifted, Xuan Zhen opened his eyes during the healing process, glanced at the battle, and finally heaved his mind and began to heal with all his strength.
"Uh!"
Suddenly, a fierce mumble resounded through the battle. The ancient Shengtian and the three King Realms were all shocked, looking away from the battle.
But not far away, a shocking scene took place. Xuan Zhen's mouth, a blood-stained hand came out, and the heart was still beating, which was terrifying.
"you!"
Unexpectedly, Xuan Zhen looked back hard, looking at the man behind him, his face was unbelievable.
"His Royal Highness!"
Not far away, the three kings enshrined the gods and immediately swept forward.
Gu Shengtian looked down, stepped out, blocked in front, and did not give the three people the opportunity to give aid.
"why!"
Unwilling, angry, or regretful, at this moment, it was too late, Xuan Zhen coughed up a bite of blood, and felt the vitality in his body gradually disperse, and said hard.
"Because only by obtaining your blood power, can I prove the emperor's way."
Xuan Luo responded lightly, the whole body was violently demonstrative, forcibly devouring the former body.
Blood energy, Mo Yuan quickly stripped away, Xuan Zhen wanted to struggle, but was powerless.
In the battle, Gu Shengtian saw this, frowning slightly, stepping on his feet, and withdrew from the battle.
The small world dissipated, the heavens and the earth recovered as before, the figure of the ancient Shengtian flew, and a sword cut through the obstacles outside the temple.
In the palace of the king, the three enraged kings enshrined no one to chase, but swept forward to the Xuan Luo, the magical energy surged, and the murderous monstrous sky.
Xuan Luo sneered. When he turned his left hand, a golden ancient mirror appeared. After a while, the ancient mirror shattered and the surrounding space twisted and cracked.
The three King Realm enshrined, and then, in the twisted space, the figure of Xuan Luo disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of it.
In the hall, the crown prince in the pool of blood fell apart with all his vitality, and the king returned to the heavens to death, not to look away.
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Pity.
At this moment, the void was distorted, and a figure of the dark red suit appeared without a word, and it was shot directly with a palm.
Early preparations, Ning Chen's look did not change, the black knife manifested, and a knife greeted him.
The trembling tremors, at the foot of Ning Chen, the earth was torn apart, and it was difficult to bear the prestige of the two.
Close at hand, the two of the enemies faced each other's eyes, the murderous opportunity made no secret.
"I am still happy with the gift I gave you?"
Ning Chen looked at the former's fierce devilish energy and said lightly.
"Very satisfied."
Xuan Luo sneered, "This time we are tied, and the next time we see you, it's your death."
"You have the life to say that day."
Ning Chen said indifferently, "Under the eyes of all eyes, the blood of the crown prince is taken away. I think there will be a lot of people who want to put you down, including two emperors of the Demon Race."
Xuan Luo sneered. The former said in his heart that he was true and did not dare to stay too much.
"Know your destiny, keep your life, wait for this seat to get it!"
Under the night sky, the icy voice echoed, and for a long time, a layout, the enemy, joined forces to jointly bury the first prince of the devil.
Ning Chen stood under the night and looked at the imperial city in turmoil.
This is just the beginning, and next, there are more good plays.
In the imperial city, Yin Ji waved and ordered action.
Not long afterwards, the entire imperial city was in complete chaos, the fire illuminating the night, killing the sky.
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