Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

"This..." When everyone saw this scene, their pupils shrank slightly, showing a horrified expression.

This shot was really horrible, because they all knew very well in their hearts that the current Seventh Prince and Chu Qianye were incompatible with fire and water, and they regarded each other as thorns.

"clang!"

The halberd and the war spear collided in terror, and there was a terrible metal collision. A horrible energy, like a mad dragon going out to sea, swept the entire battle platform. The warriors standing nearby were separated from the battle platform far away. , Can feel the horrible breath, sticking to their skin.

terrible!

Everyone's eyes shrank suddenly, staring at the two figures on the battle platform.

The Seventh Prince's spear shook, and the soles of his feet suddenly stomped, before bursting out again, the spear gas was like refining, disillusioned, and the spear hissed, rolling in the sky and the earth, eternal light burst out.

The Fang Tian painted halberd in Chu Qianye's hand suddenly squeezed, and profound energy flowed rapidly through his body, and the power of blood flowed from his body like three thousand thunders, and a mountain-like spear light suddenly pierced out.

The attacks of the two men reached a very terrifying state, and they skyrocketed little by little. In the endless profound energy and blood, Chu Qianye's palm was numb, which shows how powerful the Seventh Prince's combat power is.

However, Chu Qianye was unwilling to fall behind, not afraid or shrinking, Fang Tian painted a halberd with a terrible light, and the two collided with each other again, and the breath of battle continued to rush.

The two refused to take a step back, and for the third time, they collided again.

Chu Qianye's heart moved.

No, if this continues, the profound energy in my qi pool will not be enough for me to consume, and there will be battles later. If this round is consumed, the chance of victory is quite slim, and even if it can be defeated, I am afraid it will only be a miserable victory. There are so many battles waiting for him.

he--

Can't fall here!

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"Roar!"

Chu Qianye yelled violently, the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand swiftly turned, and the mysterious silver blade suddenly hooked the Seventh Prince’s battle spear, and he did not retreat, but instead moved forward, the ghost shadow thunder body was fully deployed. , Suddenly swept out.

"call out!"

Everyone only saw a vague phantom, but the seventh prince saw that Chu Qianye was blasting towards him at a terrifying speed, the gun was hooked, and he could not retreat.

"kill!"

Chu Qianye roared, the golden war sword in the martial arts heart palace suddenly burst out a bright golden light.

And Chu Qianye's mouth suddenly shot out a golden sharp sword.

The Seventh Prince's face condensed, and he quickly gave up the gun, his palm slammed forward, trying to block the sharp sword.

"boom!"

The terrifying palm wind suddenly smashed the sword light.

The Seventh Prince's complexion solidified, and he gave up the gun. He was unarmed and could only fight against Chu Qianye physically.

"Boom!"

Chu Qianye's physical power was finally manifested, and the awakening of his bloodline brought Chu Qianye's physical body to a terrifying situation, especially when he was close, the power that burst out of his hands was extremely domineering.

The seventh prince only felt his arms tremble, and what surprised him the most was that every time Chu Qianye opened his mouth, a golden sword light rushed out of it, and he had to be distracted to welcome the sword light. .

He knew very well in his heart that he had already entered Chu Qianye's offensive. If he could not exit the range in time, Chu Qianye's next offensive would be very detrimental to him.

He kept backing away, wanting to leave Chu Qianye's attack range.

But how could Chu Qianye let him succeed?

The sword light spit out from Chu Qianye's mouth became more and more fierce. He did not dare to ignore the terrible sword light, so he could only defeat it with the wind.

Chu Qianye was not idle, the dragon elephant fist struck one after another, without any intention to stop.

The great power of the Seventy Ding broke out completely. It was quite terrifying. What's worse was that Chu Qianye had a dual purpose and suffered a lot.

"Boom!"

His palm was punched by Chu Qianye, and the terrifying power made his palm crack, and the pain and numbness from his palm made him crack his teeth.

This bastard, waiting for me to avoid your offensive, I will kill you!

A Fangtian painted halberd, a golden sword, and a raging dragon elephant fist, a powerful offensive.

"Geng'er, retire!" Concubine Xian said in a divine voice.

The seventh prince slowed down and wanted to retreat quickly, but Chu Qianye suddenly changed his martial arts. The previous dragon elephant fist suddenly changed, replaced by Huang Quan's finger, and pierced his palm.

The Seventh Prince's complexion drenched.

He had seen Chu Qianye's Huang Quan's finger, and even Liu Yunqing had been poked. If he was poked by his finger, the palm of his hand would have been useless.

"Get out of here!"

The seventh prince suddenly yelled, the blood qi in his body burst out suddenly, and his palm was filled with blood and his profound qi formed a defensive wind wall.

Chu Qianye smiled faintly.

His Huangquan fingers still did not stop, and continued to poke forward fiercely.

The defensive wind wall is still like a broken bamboo...

"Puff."

One finger, nothing more!

The palm of the seventh prince suddenly burst into blood.

Chu Qianye didn't stay, taking advantage of your illness, killing you!

With a touch of his foot, the dragon elephant fist blasted forward again and went straight to the chest of the seventh prince, hoping to take his life.

Everyone's eyes were dazzling.

"Bold!" Concubine Xian suddenly stood up, her body exploded with a terrifying breath.

The Seventh Prince's complexion changed slightly, and his palms crossed.

"Boom!"

The Seventh Prince raised his hand to resist, Chu Qianye's punch suddenly blasted into his palm. In an instant, he only felt that his internal organs were shaking, giving him the illusion of fragmentation.

The seventh prince was blown away severely.

Chu Qianye didn't stop, the soles of his feet were a little bit more, his body was like a rainbow, and he swept in front of the Seventh Prince again.

The ghost shadow thunderous body, so that his speed soared, soaring into the air, chasing at every step.

There was a bitterness in the eyes of the Seventh Prince.

He didn't expect that the effect of the medicine hadn't been effective until now. If he chose his eighth brother first, and later, Chu Qianye would definitely die.

However, he still underestimated Chu Qianye's combat power.

Chu Qianye could spit a sharp sword, which he never expected.

But the Seventh Prince didn't want to think about it. When it comes to the competition, especially the final battle, who doesn't retain strength? Who doesn't hide the ultimate move?

"I admit defeat." The Seventh Prince exclaimed.

This scene made everyone look startled.

The Seventh Prince, who has the most hope to win the crown, was defeated by Chu Qianye in the first battle?

Seeing such a battle, the Eighth Prince was also quite surprised. I thought that Chu Qianye was at best to cause the Seventh Prince to be seriously injured, but he did not expect that he would seize such a critical opportunity to enter his offensive.

Spitting a golden sword, such supernatural powers are really terrifying, how could he have such supernatural powers? When did you realize it?

The Eighth Prince looked at Chu Qianye, hard to figure out.

Now Chu Qianye's strength is getting more and more terrifying, and she seems to be surpassed.

Chu Qianye originally wanted to do it, but it was still a step too late.

It's a pity, if one step faster, at least the Seventh Prince can be hit hard.