The arena at the Yu Kingdom Palace is about the size of a basketball court. The ground has mysterious and complex patterns, and light golden light flows through the patterns. This is a formation to strengthen the arena. If there is no formation, even if the material of the fighting platform is very special, it is still difficult to withstand the battle of Taoist cultivators at the level of the Taoist Sculpting Realm.

In the arena, two people stood.

Outside the arena, there were hundreds of onlookers. This battle was not only a battle between Taiwan, but also a confrontation between Yu and Yan.

Yan Zilin held a long sword in his hand. Before the sword was unsheathed, he smiled at the tall third prince of Yu State and said, "Please take action."

"Then I'm not polite!"

The third prince of Yu State held a purple and golden stick in his hand, which exuded a heavy aura like a mountain.

He was indeed not polite and rushed directly towards Yan Zilin. Every time he fell, the fighting platform vibrated, and brown energy surged around him. Every time he took a step, his body soared a little. When he rushed to Yan Zilin, he was already six or seven meters tall, and his long stick also became longer and thicker.

"Sweep all directions!"

The third prince swept the Yanzilin with a stick in his hand, and the space exploded, causing a storm. This stick seemed to be able to shatter even the stars in the sky.

Seeing the power of the third prince, someone on the side couldn't help but exclaim.

"The third prince is in the early stage of the Taoist Realm. There are 10 stars in his body, only one step away from the Taoist Realm. All the Taoist Realm practitioners in the entire Yu Kingdom are probably the ninth prince who can suppress him."

Someone nodded and agreed, and smiled and said, "It's not that easy to win against the Third Prince!"

"If the prince of Yan lost to the third prince, it would be fun to spread! Everyone knows that the prince of Yan is not as good as the third prince of Yu, and he is not even qualified to fight the strongest ninth prince."

These people from Yu Country are obviously very confident in the third prince.

Of course, there are exceptions.

The Lord of Yu State frowned slightly.

The moment Yu Fenghua took action in Taiwan, she sighed: "Haoyuan is not the opponent of Yan Zilin."

Yu Haokong beside her was about to ask her why she said that, but when she saw Yan Zilin swinging out a sword, slashing out a terrifying sword energy. This sword energy was extremely fast. It was like the midnight light, and then the third prince Yu Hao sprayed a mouthful of blood from the mouth and flew backwards out of the docking platform. After landing on the ground, he could not get up with his chest covering his chest!

There was blood dripping from his chest, and there was a hideous wound that almost cut him into two pieces in half.

The scene calmed down, and the people who were originally very confident in the third prince were shocked. Then they discovered that until this time, the sword in Yan Zilin's hand was still not unsheathed!

The sword did not unsheathed, and then knocked the third prince Yu Haoyuan away. If unsheathed, Yu Haoyuan's body would have been cut into two pieces.

"Bastard! How could this happen? I don't believe it. I don't believe it. I can't even take a move for you!" The third prince climbed up with his wound, feeling angry and struggling to return to the fighting platform.

"Enough. Don't embarrass others!" The Lord of Yu looked at him, his face a little gloomy.

The third prince was so scared that his body trembled and did not dare to say another word.

Yan Xiao, the general of Yan State, smiled.

Yan Zilin from the fighting platform looked at Yu Haokong and smiled and said, "I don't know if I am qualified to fight the Ninth Prince now? I hope you don't let me down."

Yu Haokong's face became a little serious. He realized that the other party was a strong enemy. He held a trident and a river appeared at his feet, leading him to the fighting platform. There was a rumbling sound of storm slamming the shore from behind, like the arrival of the sea god.

He sneered: "Don't worry, I will never let you down! I'm afraid you are no match for me at all!"

Seeing that Yu Hao was empty, everyone in Yu State regained their confidence.

Although Yu Haokong also has 10 "stars" in his body, his combat power has fully reached the level of the Taoist Sculpting Realm, and he has defeated his opponents in the Taoist Sculpting Realm.

I believe that it is more than enough to deal with the prince of Yan.

The king of Yu, Yu Fenghua, and several core figures of Yu who had reached the late stage of the Taoist Sculpting Realm were not at all happy. They had a high eye. From the move of the prince of Yan just now, it was probably not that easy for Yu Haokong to beat the other party!

Although the prince of Yan is in the early stage of the Taoist Sculpting Realm, his combat power has reached the level of the Taoist Sculpting Realm. No wonder he dares to come here to challenge the early stage of the Taoist Sculpting Realm of Yu, who wants to sweep across the same level!

Yu Haokong stepped on the waves and came to Yan Zilin in the blink of an eye. The trident pierced out and the space collapsed. With the power of the waves under his feet, the power of this thorn was extremely domineering.

"Good come!"

Yan Zilin laughed, but still did not draw his sword out of the sheath. He held the hilt in his hand, and the tail end of the sheath collided with the trident. There was a burst sound at the collision, and the terrifying waves of air rushed to all directions.

The fighting platform under their feet shook violently. If it weren't for the blessing of the formation, they would have probably been shattered at this time.

"Xing Tian's tactic!"

The attack was blocked, and Yu Haokong instantly changed his move, and the trident turned into countless afterimages, looking like he was hitting Yan Zilin from all directions, with no way to hide, and the space was easily shattered.

clang!

Yan Zilin's sword finally unsheathed, and the temperature between heaven and earth dropped to freezing point in an instant. He was surging with wind, countless wind blades flying, and the afterimages of the wind blades and trident collided together.

He drew out with one sword. Before people could see the trajectory of the sword clearly, the sword had already knocked Yu Haokong away.

Yu Hao retreated five or six meters away and stopped in mid-air. His face turned a little red. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage in the previous confrontation.

"Ninth Prince, I didn't expect you to be so weak, it's really different from what I imagined." Yan Zilin said with a smile holding a sword sheath in one hand and a sword in the other. He was handsome and exuded a terrifying sword intent, like a sword immortal.

"you--"

Yu Haokong's face turned red, but now it was even more red like a monkey's butt.

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

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

"Fight against the world!" Yu Haokong let out an angry roar, his breath climbed, and the water flowing around him seemed to have become a violent ferocious beast, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

boom!

He rushed towards Yan Zilin again, smashing the space ahead with his body, and his momentum was even more terrifying.

"It's a secret technique! The Ninth Prince used the secret technique to improve combat power. Now, the prince of Yan will definitely be defeated!"

Seeing that Yu Hao's empty aura had increased to a higher level, many people from Yu Country smiled.

Even Yu Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her face, but Yan Xiao, the general of Yan State, had a sneer on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!