Emperor Yutianwu

Everyone's heart trembled slightly, although they knew that there was a grudge between Huaqing Immortal Dynasty and Holy Dragon League, and many battles broke out between the two sides in the Immortal Realm.

But it has always been a small-scale collision with people of lower realms, and even the Immortal Realm rarely occurs. The reason is very simple, that is, the battle between people of higher realms has too much impact, and no force can easily bear the cost.

But this time is different. In Huaqing Immortal Dynasty, the third prince appeared in person, and there were more than a dozen immortals. They flew in the air with great momentum and landed directly outside the restaurant where the Holy Dragon League of Shuangcheng was located.

"Surround this place." The third prince came and ordered immediately.

"Yes!" In Huaqing Immortal Dynasty, several immortals stepped out and surrounded this restaurant layer by layer.

The third prince did not issue an attack order. The reason is very simple. He was not absolutely sure that he could eat the people of the Holy Dragon League. After all, Bu Liuxing was still there.

He asked people to encircle this place with only one purpose, which was to intercept and kill Chu Yan as soon as he went down the demon mountain.

"Huaqing Immortal Dynasty, what do you mean?" The disciples of the Holy Dragon League were naturally angry after being suddenly surrounded, and several immortals from the league appeared.

"What do I mean? My youngest brother and Donghe died in the Demon Mountain, and it was done by your disciples of the Holy Dragon League. Aren't you going to give an explanation?" The third prince's voice was cold and mixed with a strong anger.

All the forces trembled in their hearts when they heard this. Did Huaqing and Donghe die?

If it was really as the third prince said, then the matter was really big, and it was no wonder that the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty was so angry.

"Your Highness, the Third Prince, this place is the Yaochi Immortal Palace." At this time, a holy voice came from a distance. It was the Purple Shirt Immortal of the Yaochi Immortal Palace. She was wearing a purple dress, as glorious as a saint.

"Senior Purple Shirt, the Monster Mountain descended upon Yao Chi Palace. As the orthodox of the fairyland, our Huaqing Immortal Dynasty did not want to see Yao Chi Palace threatened by monsters, so we came to help out of good intentions. But now, someone broke the rules and killed our prince on the Monster Mountain. Senior, do you want to intervene?" The Third Prince looked at the Purple Shirt Immortal Venerable coldly, without any politeness.

"I have inquired with the disciples. On the Monster Mountain, it was Hua Qingmo and Donghe who attacked Chu Yan first. Moreover, Donghe died in the monster, and no one saw Hua Qingmo's death with their own eyes." Purple Shirt Immortal Venerable frowned slightly and said.

"I will find out the truth of the matter, but before that, no one from the Holy Dragon Alliance is allowed to leave." The Third Prince nodded slightly and said very domineeringly.

"Bang!" The disciples of the Holy Dragon Alliance were immediately angry, but they could do nothing about it.

But the problem was that the other party was the third prince. He had become famous in the fairyland many years ago, and his current realm was even that of a superior fairy master, a half-step fairy emperor.

There was even a legend that the third prince was now invincible in the realm of the fairy master.

"Before I get angry, you'd better get out now." However, at this moment, a lazy voice suddenly came from the restaurant, and countless people stared at it. That voice was him.

Hearing this, the third prince was not surprised, but seemed to be somewhat prepared. He raised his head slightly, and his eyes looked across the air, landing on a very remote room: "Bu Liuxing, it has been rumored that you are a disciple of the Dragon Alliance, unparalleled in the fairyland. You refused the last challenge. Today I want to learn from you."

After speaking, the third prince raised his hand, and suddenly, a dazzling light appeared on his finger, shot across the air, and directly hit the wooden house.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the situation, and saw that when the light descended, a storm was generated, and the wooden house was instantly shattered in the Xumi. But the next moment, many people's eyes were fixed, and they saw that under the light, there was a strong sword intent whistling, turning into a defensive shield, allowing the light to strangle me, I remained unmoved.

Under the sword intent, there was a red-clothed figure, who was still sitting on a stone bench, holding a wine glass in his hand, drinking lightly, and then putting the wine glass down.

"Bang!" The moment the wine glass fell, terrible sword shadows suddenly rolled up around him. Those sword shadows seemed endless, rolling up the blood-colored light curtain, directly piercing through the void, and slashing towards the body of the third prince.

"Bang!" The third prince raised his hand and turned it into a huge handprint, which contained the roar of a real dragon, and directly shattered the sword light.

"This time, I'm really angry." Bu Liuxing was not surprised that his sword intent was blocked. The third prince was a person of his era, and he became famous many years earlier than him, so he naturally had some strength.

Then, he slowly stood up, wrapped his red robe tightly, and leaped over directly. His steps seemed slow, but in a moment, he arrived at the center of the storm and played chess with the third prince.

In the twin cities, it was quiet immediately, and all forces held their breath.

The reason was simple. The two people in front of them could be said to be the representatives of a certain era in the fairyland.

The existence of the peak in the realm of the immortal.

"Are you finally willing to accept the challenge?" The third prince's eyes condensed slightly and looked at Bu Liuxing. He was the third prince of the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty and the strongest person in the generation of the immortal. He was always very curious. In the fairyland, he was as famous as Bu Liuxing, but there was always a lack of a battle between the two.

"Brother is right. It is easy to be underestimated when the realm is low." Bu Liuxing sighed. Why did the other party challenge him? The reason was simple, because his realm was low, just the immortal. Look at Mo Wen, why no one challenged him?

"Are you sure you want to fight? Do you regret it?" Bu Liuxing hesitated and asked again.

"Dragon Alliance disciples, are you scared?" The third prince said proudly. Even though Bu Liuxing has become famous very quickly in recent years, he is still confident that he will not lose in the realm of Immortal Venerable.

"Alas!" Bu Liuxing sighed. When he left, his senior brother told him to keep a low profile... But this time, it's really not his fault.

Bu Liuxing didn't waste any more words. He stretched out his hand. In the distant restaurant, a trembling sound was heard, and then a blood knife flew out.

With that knife, suddenly, a blood light appeared on the sky, as if it was a blood mark. Many people trembled in their hearts. When they looked up, the blood knife seemed to have cut a blood hole in the sky, which could not be healed. If the sky was like this, what would happen if this knife fell on someone?

The third prince looked up and became slightly solemn. When he became famous, Bu Liuxing was just a casual cultivator, but the latter surpassed him. Until today, his reputation in the fairyland has a tendency to surpass him. This is something he cannot tolerate. It is just right to prove his truth through today's battle.

"Kill!" The third prince sacrificed a golden dragon spear and raised it high. Then, it seemed that real dragons were entangled around him, making him like a generation of emperors.

The next moment, those real dragons flew out wildly. He rushed out with the golden dragon spear, like a dragon rider, and countless lights stabbed at Bu Liuxing.

"Let me see, is your sword stronger, or is my spear sharper." The third prince was very confident.

Feeling the shadow of the spear, Bu Liuxing stepped out and rushed towards the nine heavens. He did not choose to fight with the third prince in Shuangcheng, because the collision of the immortal level was too powerful. If he was unscrupulous, some of the younger generations here would be affected.

His figure soared up, and after reaching a certain height, the blood knife in his hand flew up, and endless blood light bloomed, like a bunch of blood flowers, and those real dragons were immediately cut off by the knife light.

Many younger generations couldn't help but think in their hearts, is this a battle at the level of immortals? It's too scary.

Of course, they didn't know that they were not the only ones shocked, there were many immortals present, and they were also upset.

As immortals, they could feel the essence and truth of the powerful force.

Under the knife intent, the third prince did not panic, his body was still standing there, the Jiangshan Bingtu scroll was unfolded, and immediately countless weapons rushed out, he stood there in the air, as if he was pointing out the Jiangshan, leading thousands of troops and horses, and galloping out.

Bu Liuxing glanced at the thousands of weapons with a cold look, then he raised his hand slightly and slashed with a knife at an extremely slow speed. The knife was so slow that even the people watching lost their patience, but this knife was extremely profound, as if it penetrated into people's hearts and cut into everyone's heart.

"If you are below the Immortal Venerable, close your eyes!" As if realizing something, an Immortal Venerable figure in the Holy Academy gave an order. Many disciples were puzzled, but the next moment, their faces changed in shock. As the knife shadow fell, they felt as if they were sinking into depravity, as if their souls were swept by the knife light and were dragged into hell.

"Puff!" Just this knife made the people in the Immortal Realm spit out blood. Many people who saw the knife light screamed and felt a stinging pain in their eyes, as if they were burned by the scorching sun.

When the blade fell, even the Third Prince was shocked and retreated quickly, but the blade was faster. In the blink of an eye, it cut off thousands of miles. There was an irreparable gap between heaven and earth. With a bang, the Third Prince was cut by the blade. There was an unparalleled bloody wound on his chest, deep enough to see the bone.

"This..."

In the Twin Cities, people from all sides were speechless. This battle was too gorgeous. It could be said to be a phenomenal battle in the realm of Immortal Venerable, the strongest battle.

The Third Prince flew backwards and fell to the ground with a thud. Rows of Qionglou collapsed and shattered, but the next moment, he immediately stood up and stood in the sky again.

"The Dragon Alliance is indeed a magical place." The third prince spoke indifferently. His words vaguely acknowledged the Dragon Alliance, but the next moment, his temperament was different. Behind him, a phantom appeared. The phantom seemed to be an emperor, golden in color. With the appearance of the phantom, the aura of the third prince climbed infinitely, and vaguely, there was even a state of mind that was above the sky.

"But today, the legend will be broken!"