Peerless God Lord

The second princess looked helpless. Her two brothers were still fighting openly and secretly. She had no choice but to hope that the two of them would not make too much trouble.

The third prince, Gu Yuanji, had a stern look on his face. He knew that his imperial brother would not target only his eighth brother.

After suppressing the eighth brother, he will definitely target him as well.

However, he has no fear at all. He is not as weak as Gu Tianyi. Whether it is his own combat power or the people under his command, he far exceeds Gu Tianyi.

Seeing this, Su Mo looked calm, but his brows furrowed slightly.

The eldest prince suppressed Gu Tianyi. If Gu Tianyi couldn't deal with it, he couldn't just sit back and ignore it. After all, Gu Tianyi had helped him a lot.

"I hope you can handle it!" Su Mo sighed inwardly. He would not take action if it was not necessary.

A battle at the same level?

If he plays, it will be a complete bully and no fun!

"Huh?" At this moment, Su Mo once again felt a faint killing intent, covering his body.

He immediately turned around and saw Taishi Yuan from the Taishi family, looking at him indifferently.

However, when Su Mo turned his head, the other party immediately turned his gaze away.

"I don't know!" Su Mo smiled coldly in his heart. He knew that Tai Shiyuan must also want to kill him.

The reason for killing him was to avenge Tai Shijue.

There are two people from the Taishi family this time. In addition to Taishi Yuan, there is also Taishi Xiangyue.

The cultivation of these two people is indeed strong. The former is at the ninth level of the Martial Lord Realm, and the latter is at the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Lord Realm.

However, although these two people were powerful, Su Mo was not afraid at all. In this imperial dynasty, these two people obviously did not have the ability to kill him.

Facing Jin Lu's apology, Gu Tianyi remained silent for a while, waved his hand casually, and said: "Injuries are inevitable in competitions. You are not at fault!"

"The Eighth Prince is generous!" Jin Lu heard this and immediately spoke loudly with a teasing smile on his face.

With Gu Tianyi's words, it is also inevitable that someone will be more seriously injured later.

"However, Jin Lu, if you are injured later, you can't blame others!"

At this time, Gu Tianyi added another sentence.

"Of course, it's a competition. It's inevitable to get hurt. If I get hurt, I won't blame others!" Jin Lu said with a smile. He understood the meaning of Gu Tianyi's words.

Gu Tianyi was obviously threatening him, warning him not to go too far, lest he be defeated and injured.

However, Jin Lu didn't care. He had absolute confidence. Unless Gu Tianyi personally took action, otherwise, no one could be his opponent based on the trash under Gu Tianyi.

Hearing this, Gu Tianyi nodded slightly.

Immediately, Jin Lu looked around the audience again, scanning the geniuses brought by ancient providence, and said loudly: "I wonder who else is willing to come up and teach me?"

Whoosh!

As soon as Jin Lu finished speaking, a young man wearing a purple gown flew into the field.

This young man has huge nostrils, a slightly crooked mouth, and a rather ugly face, but he has a strong aura and is clearly a warrior at the seventh level of the Martial Lord Realm.

"Jin Lu, are you too crazy?" The ugly young man glared at Jin Lu and shouted loudly. He was already filled with anger.

The Jin Lu injured Shao Yun, which was obviously intentional, which made the murderous intention in his heart rise.

Shao Yun, who was injured, saw the ugly young man coming on the stage, so he handed the jade pendant to the latter and then left sadly.

He was defeated miserably, and he could only hope that the ugly young man could breathe a sigh of relief for him.

"I just defeated my opponent, why should I be so arrogant?" Jin Lu said lightly, but his expression became slightly more solemn.

This ugly young man's name is Zhuo Hen. Although he looks very hateful, he is very powerful. He can be said to be the most powerful genius under the Eighth Prince.

If it were a normal fight, he would be slightly weaker than Zhuo Hen because his cultivation was one level lower than Zhuo Hen.

Although he was now fighting at the same level and he was confident of winning, he did not dare to underestimate the opponent.

"You obviously did it on purpose. Do you think we are all fools?" The ugly young man Zhuo Hen put on the jade pendant that suppressed his cultivation and shouted angrily.

"deliberately?"

Hearing this, Jin Lu shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a sarcastic face: "Then show me one of them on purpose!"

Jin Lu is confident, and here it is all about combat power. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it will be in vain if you don't have enough combat power.

"Arrogant!"

Zhuo Hen was completely angry, and without saying any more words, he took out both fists and struck hard at Jin Lu.

In an instant, two purple fists attacked the golden oar.

These two fists are boundless, and their energy fluctuations are very powerful, like roaring angry dragons, and they contain majestic power of mystery.

This is the secret of gravity, which is of extremely high level. The power of this fist is as heavy as a hundred mountains and is unstoppable.

Facing Zhuo Hen's attack, Jin Lu did not dare to be careless at all. A green light flashed in his hand, and a green long sword appeared.

Uh-huh!

With a wave of the long sword, the green light was dazzling, and a sharp blue sword energy slashed out horizontally, facing the two fists.

With this sword, it was obvious that Jin Lu had used his true skills. The sword energy was powerful in all directions, and it contained a strong sense of death.

This is the mystery of the decay attribute. Although it is far less profound than Zhuo Hen's gravity mystery, it is still quite strong.

boom! boom!

In an instant, the sword energy hit two fists fiercely, and immediately made a shocking explosion.

Boom! !

The fist exploded, the sword energy collapsed, the air wave rolled, and the two people retreated at the same time.

In this attack, the two were evenly matched.

"So strong?" Jin Lu's eyes narrowed, Zhuo Hen's strength exceeded his expectations.

He knew a lot about Zhuo Hen. This person's combat power was not very strong, but he understood the power of mysteries quite deeply and had reached the late third level.

The power of mysteries is quite difficult to comprehend. Many warriors are not worth mentioning in terms of mysteries.

Because for many warriors, improving their cultivation is fundamental, and the secrets are only for auxiliary purposes.

However, Zhuo Hen, Pianpian, has understood the secret of gravity to the late third level, and is regarded as an extremely talented person in this area.

However, although Zhuo Hen is very strong, Jin Lu has no fear. He has not been defeated by anyone of the same level as him so far.

"kill!"

With a cold shout, Jin Lu took action again, a flash of green light flashed in his hand, and he slashed nineteen swords in an instant.

Nineteen rays of sword energy overlapped in an instant, forming a giant blue sword dozens of feet long, and stabbed towards Zhuo Hen.

Facing this blow, Zhuo Hen punched again to block it, and two more stronger punches came out.

boom! boom!

The explosion was shocking, and Zhuo Hen's combat effectiveness was finally a little behind, and he was pushed back dozens of steps by the giant cyan sword.

Next, Jin Lu gained the upper hand and launched a violent attack on Zhuo Hen.

Within a short time, Zhuo Hen could no longer hold on and was retreating steadily, surrounded by dangers.

Everyone sighed secretly when they saw this, Zhuo Hen was about to be defeated again, and Jin Lu was probably the one who could defeat the Eighth Prince.

"Defeat!"

At this moment, Jin Lu shouted angrily, and he drew his sword crazily again, and another huge black force sword attacked Zhuo Hen.

"broken!"

In a hurry, Zhuo Hen made a fist mark, and his strong profound energy condensed into a purple fist mark the size of a millstone.

boom!

The cyan giant sword hit the fist seal, and the fist seal immediately shattered. Although the power of the cyan giant sword dropped sharply, its power was not reduced at all, and it stabbed directly towards Zhuo Hen's chest.

"No!" Zhuo Hen was horrified. In the flash of lightning, he tried his best to twist his body to avoid the sword.

Poof!

The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out. Zhuo Hen did not completely avoid it after all, and was instantly hit by the giant blue sword on his shoulder.

Blood flew everywhere, and a big arm, including half of a shoulder, was cut off directly by the giant blue sword.

ah!

A fierce scream came out of Zhuo Hen's mouth, and his figure continued to retreat violently. The severe pain caused sweat to pour from his forehead.

Everyone was shocked. Jin Lu's attacks became more and more ruthless, and he actually cut off Zhuo Hen's arm!

When Gu Tian saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The other party's cruelty made him completely angry.

"Zhuo Hen, you are defeated!"

Seeing this, Jin Lu had a teasing smile on his face. Without waiting for Zhuo Hen to reply, he laughed loudly and said, "Haha, the Eighth Prince's people turn out to be such trash!"