Ditch the Upper Realm's Prince? I’ll Marry the Empress—Why Cry?
Chapter 297

Battle Ao Jingyu!

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"Zhan Tian!"

"Young Master!"

A shrill roar, and a sudden explosion from the direction of the War Imperial Clan!

The sluggish War Imperial Clan monks just woke up from a dream, suddenly jumped up from their seats, and their eyes were split.

Their War Imperial Clan pride, True Dragon Ranking second peerless Imperial Son, the hope of the future ethnic group, Gu Zhantian... just died like that?

Both body and soul are destroyed, with no bones left?!

At the venue, all other spectators, no matter which faction they came from, involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air at this moment, and the cold air rushed from the tailbone to the sky.

Other geniuses were seriously injured or even killed. Although it was shocking, it was nothing more.

But this is Gu Zhantian!

Northern Region is recognized as one of the top figures of the younger generation. He has an unparalleled physical body and a fighting spirit. Ling Tian is a terrifying existence that can compete with Ao Jingyu!

Its reputation was forged through countless bloody battles and victories in level-crossing challenges again and again!

However, just now, in full view of everyone, the mighty Northern Region War Emperor Imperial Son was severely injured in one encounter, and then completely wiped out in another encounter!

And the one who accomplished all this was Jie Tian, whose cultivation was revealed to be only at the Earth Venerable Realm!

"Jie! Heaven!"

War Imperial Clan Gu Zhanqiong stood up slowly.

This Six Calamity Heavenly Venerable, who has awakened from the ancient seal and was once Quasi Emperor, is wearing a dark gold battle armor, with eyes as red as blood.

He picked up the twisted remains of the battle ax on the ground, his arms trembling slightly, and his eyes were like blood-stained war spears piercing the ring.

"You... are so cruel!"

On the ring, Ye Xuan turned around, and sneers came from behind Dragon Pattern Mask.

"Hard? He can't hold on until I reach even 50% of my strength."

He paused, and his voice was mocking. "Tell me, am I cruel, or is he too useless?"

Gu Zhanqiong's beard and hair were all spread out, Six Calamity Heavenly Venerable's pressure suddenly leaked out, and the space was distorted.

But above the sky, several Heavenly Void Palace auras quietly descended, forming a confrontation.

Ye Wenzheng stares with cold eyes.

Although he wished that Jie Tian would die, the rules did not allow the master of the War Imperial Clan to take action!

He looked around, seeing the overt or covert gazes of the other imperial clan masters, and the intimidation of the Heavenly Void Palace. Finally, he suppressed his overwhelming murderous intent and squeezed out every word from between his teeth.

"I War Imperial Clan... have written this down!"

He sat down with the broken ax in his arms and closed his eyes. The low air pressure around him made the clan members stay silent.

Ye Xuan no longer looked at him, his eyes were like lightning, passing through the smoke and dust of the broken arena, directly towards the first arena at the top.

There, Ao Jingyu had quietly stood up.

"Haha..."

There was an unintelligible chuckle.

Ao Jingyu was condescending, and his red gold vertical pupils collided with Ye Xuan's eyes, causing invisible sparks to fly.

The usual arrogance on his face subsided, replaced by scrutiny and a burning desire to fight.

"It's interesting."

Ao Jingyu opening.

He raised his hand and hooked his fingers at Ye Xuan.

"Come up. Since the trash can't stop you, then I, Imperial Son, will personally..."

The corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Sending you on your way!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Wei broke out!

Boom!

The red golden flame illuminated half of the sky. Ao Jingyu Behind him, the blazing dragon Dharma Appeared with its head raised, and it was as if the sun was rising and dying between the opening and closing of the dragon's eyes.

The three Jie Tian masters are at their peak cultivation level, mixed with a trace of the pressure of the atavistic candle dragon bloodline, pressing towards Ye Xuan like a tsunami!

The air burned and twisted, and the space groaned.

Even though they were separated by the formation, many monks still felt burning pain on their skin and their blood boiled.

"I surrender and give up. I will spare you as a slave and take you under my command."

Ao Jingyu is holding a red gold dragon-patterned spear in his hand, pointing the tip of the spear far away, and speaking with an arrogance like giving alms.

Blazing Dragon Imperial Clan sounded in the direction of echoing proudly.

Ye Xuan stood on the edge of the ring, his white clothes dancing wildly in the violent air waves, like a candle in the wind.

He stepped forward but did not retreat even half an inch.

A sneer under the mask.

"So much nonsense."

He raised his head and said word by word:

"If you want to fight, fight!" "Go ahead and show me that you are the number one true dragon..."

After a pause, his voice was decisive.

"How many kilograms are there?"

The whole place was in an uproar!

"Arrogant!" Blazing Dragon Clan yelled angrily.

"He's finished!" The spectators shook their heads.

Ao Jingyu The last hint of playfulness disappeared from his face, turning into frozen chill and raging flames.

Northern Region's peers, who dares to let him take action first?

Who dares him?!

"You are seeking death!!"

He laughed in anger.

Ao Jingyu took one step forward, but abandoned his gun and simply punched out with his right fist.

"Blazing Dragon Fist·Burning Star!"

The moment the fist came out, the dragon's roar shook the sky.

Endless golden dragon flames gather at the fist and form a miniature sun that burns out the stars!

As the punch passed by, a dark trajectory burned out in the space, and the high temperature caused the formation's light curtain to begin to melt!

This punch is enough to vaporize two ordinary Jie Tian statues!

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with light. Not only was he not afraid, but he also showed a love for war and excitement.

"Well done!"

He let out a long roar, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and pushed forward suddenly.

"Sun Devouring Seal!"

Buzz! Buzz!

Two more condensed and darker eclipses suddenly appeared!

In each round of eclipse, there are five powerful Chaos Dragon Shadow in each plate!

The two seals are juxtaposed, like the arrival of twin stars, emitting a terrifying charm that annihilates all things!

He has pushed Sun Devouring Seal to its current extreme!

Boom!!

Burning Star fists and double Sun Devouring Seal collide brazenly!

In an instant, it was like two stars exploding above the arena!

The indescribable loud noise and the dazzling light swallowed everything!

An energy storm more violent than any previous collision exploded, turning into a world-destroying frenzy!

Several top-level protective formations around the first arena emitted a series of explosions, the light screen flashed crazily, and finally "clicked" and shattered into three pieces!

The aftermath of the energy swept out, and the monks watching the battle nearby exclaimed and held up their spiritual light, and the weak ones were directly thrown away!

In the chaos, everyone stared at the center of the light with wide eyes.

The light gradually fades.

The arena was in a mess, and the ground was covered with charred cracks and molten glass.

Two figures faced each other from a distance.

Ye Xuan stood not far from the edge of the ring, the ground beneath his feet was shattered, his body was shaking slightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

There are scorch marks on the white clothes, and the breath is slightly disordered, but the eyes are still as bright as stars through the visor, and the fighting spirit is high!

On the opposite side, Ao Jingyu, who was originally suspended in mid-air, actually retreated more than ten feet and fell back to the ring.

The golden dragon flames all over his body dimmed slightly, and there was a strange gray mark left on the fist edge!

He was not injured, but the controlling look on his face had disappeared and turned into clear shock and solemnity!

This Jie Tian not only received Burning Star's punch, but even knocked him back!

The first confrontation, evenly matched!

"This is impossible!?"

"Ao Jingyu was knocked back!?"

After a short period of dead silence, a tsunami-like exclamation swept across the top of Hanque Mountain!

All those who were sure that Ye Xuan would be defeated had their eyes widened in disbelief!

Blazing Dragon Imperial Clan There was a dead silence, and everyone's faces were filled with pride and complete horror.

On the high platform, Ye Wenzheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and the thunder stone in his hand was pinched with tiny cracks.

On the ring, Ao Jingyu slowly raised his fist and stared at the traces of darkness that were difficult to dispel.

In his red gold vertical pupils, for the first time, he paid attention to that White-clothed Figure as if he were facing a formidable enemy, as well as boiling murderous intent!

"Jie Tian..."

He lowered his fist and his voice was as cold as ice.

"You made me angry!"

Ye Xuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiling under his mask.

"Your fist only has this little temperature."

The aura around him rose again, and the dark gold Profound Yellow Qi roared like an angry dragon.

"Is there anything stronger!?"

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