Prince Qi frowned slightly: "Who are you trying to scare with a broken fire stick?"

The Tai'a sword has an unattractive appearance. It is not as sharp as a common magical weapon. Instead, it looks a bit rusty and dull. No wonder he mocked it as a fire stick.

"Then you can try how it feels to be poked a few times by this fire stick?" Zu An said with a smile. He wanted to see if the prince of Qi would agree to this condition, so that he could teach him how to behave in a minute.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Prince Qi didn't let him get what he wanted. Although he didn't think this broken sword could break through his elemental shield, he wouldn't stand there motionless and let others chop him down.

.

"Since you don't want to, then don't blame me for using force." As soon as Zu An finished speaking, he appeared next to Prince Qi with an extremely ghostly movement, and the sword in his hand stabbed him at an incredible and weird angle.

go.

Prince Qi's expression was stern. This guy's movement skills were so weird that he didn't dare to be careless at all. Fortunately, his lightning ability had an advantage in speed, so he dodged and counterattacked.

The figures of the two people flickered and appeared, which was simply dazzling in the eyes of onlookers.

Murong Qinghe was stunned: "Why is your brother-in-law so powerful?"

The scene in front of her was a bit beyond her common sense. As a martial arts idiot, although her cultivation level is nothing in the capital, she is already a leader among her peers, and her vision is quite good. There are many masters in her family, and she has been in the martial arts since she was a child.

In this environment, her eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people who rely on themselves to practice.

No matter how you look at it, Zu An is no match for Prince Qi, and Zhao Zhi is an eighth-grade master!

Now the two of them are evenly matched?

No, she even felt that Prince Qi had gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

Zu An's movement skills were so weird that the sword skills he used were so mysterious that he felt like a ghost even from a distance.

Miss Chu used the same sword technique as if she were a fairy, but when this guy used it, his temperament was completely different.

Chu Youzhao on the side proudly puffed up his chest: "Of course, I don't care who his brother-in-law is."

Murong Qinghe curled her lips. She didn't know who was scolding her brother-in-law all day long in the past few months, and even suspected that her sister was blind. But now it has changed so quickly.

At this time, Prince Qi was also shocked and angry: "Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention, and you are qualified to let me use the sword."

Originally, with his eighth-level cultivation, he thought that beating Zu'an would be a joke, so he didn't even bother to use weapons, fearing that it would lower his level of strength.

But now he had no choice but to use it in this situation. He originally thought that when the other party's energy was exhausted, his movements would naturally become obscured, but for some reason, the other party's aura was extremely long. In such a high-intensity fight, it seemed that there was no trace of it at all.

It didn't affect him.

If this continues, I'm afraid the other party will hurt him first before he can wear him down.

He was a dignified eighth-level expert, but his attempt to capture a little brat failed and he was injured instead. How could he still hang out in the capital's circles in the future?

"You're still showing off," Zu An curled his lips, "If you don't use the sword if you have the ability, I'll chop off your third leg in a minute."

Prince Qi's face turned red. There were several times when he was almost stabbed by this guy's sword. Originally, he could still confidently use the elemental shield to carry it, but the swords and swords were all heading towards him. He really

I don't have the confidence to use my little brother to block the opponent's sword.

He drew his sword without saying a word, and his heart was filled with anger. Even if I didn't kill him today, I would cut off his hands and feet, and cut out his nasty tongue.

The anger value from Zhao Zhi is +444+444+444...

Seeing the two people fighting, Murong Qinghe blinked and looked at Chu Youzhao aside: "Brother Chu, what is the third leg?"

As a martial arts fanatic, she knew everything about cultivation, but this word was really beyond her knowledge.

"Children, please don't ask about these things." Chu Youzhao's pretty face turned red. Originally, she didn't understand these things, but when she saw Zu An pressing her sister down in the room that day, she didn't need any teaching. She had no teacher to teach her.

Understand what the third leg is.

"It sounds like you are much older than me." Murong Qinghe muttered, dissatisfied that the other party disliked her for being young. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the other party's jade cheeks were dizzy, and he couldn't help but have hearts in his eyes. Brother Chu is really handsome.

, what a handsome and handsome boy with red lips and white teeth.

While Murong Qinghe fell into infatuation, Prince Qi was not in a good mood. With his family status, his sword was naturally a first-class magic weapon. He thought he could easily cut off the broken copper in the opponent's hand.

Iron, but who knew that after several touches, the other party's fire stick would not move at all.

"Is there something wrong with the way I went out today?"

Prince Qi has some doubts about life. It's just that he can't win quickly against a low-level cultivator at the eighth level. The magic weapon in his hand can't stop chipping away at the opponent's humble weapon. What's going on?

However, he was not distracted at all, and instead used an exquisite move to instantly stab the opponent in the thigh.

"Humph, let's see what you do this time!" The smile on his face froze as soon as it rose, because the touch on the tip of the sword was wrong.

Sure enough, the Zu An he stabbed gradually dissipated.

Another afterimage!

He didn't even look back, and immediately stabbed him in the back.

Not far away, Chu Youzhao exclaimed. From her perspective, Zu An took the opportunity to sneak up behind Prince Qi and attack him. Who knew that the other party's reaction was too fast, as if he had hit his own chest with the tip of the sword.

The toothless coachman who was farther away felt the lady in the carriage leaning forward, and knew that she was concerned, so he explained: "Madam, please don't worry, this little guy's movement skills are very good, and he is not injured."

The woman in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the face of Prince Qi in the battlefield also changed, because he felt that he had also been stabbed in the air this time.

He immediately wanted to dodge, but it was already a step too late. There was a sharp pain in his thigh, and a cloud of blood mist bloomed on it.

Prince Qi roared loudly, and danced wildly with the sword in his hand. A violent thunder and lightning spread out in all directions. This move was enough to kill half of the opponent's life.

It's a pity that Zu An didn't rush forward eagerly, and immediately retreated after the attack was successful, leaving his move in the empty space.

"You can actually break through my defense!" Prince Qi lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his leg, which was dripping with blood. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

The anger value from Zhao Zhi is +588+588+588...

If he hadn't just had the crisis warning instinct of a cultivator and ducked aside at the critical moment, he would have said goodbye to his little brother by now.

Zu An secretly shouted, "It's a pity. The eighth-level cultivator does have a lot of tricks to defeat the enemy. Otherwise, he would have beaten him to death just now: "Who just said that his attack can't even protect your protective shield?

It can’t be broken. If you don’t believe it, can I give you another chance to try?”

Zhao Zhi's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the Tai'a sword in his hand with some fear, knowing that the weirdness was probably due to this: "I admit, I did underestimate you before, but you thought that relying on a weird sword

Can you really defeat me?"

"Are you a duck? You still have such a tough mouth at this time." Zu An couldn't help but mocked.

Even Chu Youzhao and Murong Qinghe who were not far away nodded subconsciously. They also felt that Prince Qi was a little embarrassed this time. If he lost, he would lose, even if he lost half a move, he would still lose.

After all, he is a dignified eighth-level master. He was forced into this by a low-level warrior and was injured. What's the use of saying those beautiful words.

On the contrary, the toothless coachman in the distance frowned and said: "That boy is in danger."

He was originally expecting a response from the lady in the carriage, so he explained something along the way, but there was no sound at all. All his pretentious words fell into silence, and he couldn't help but feel panicked.

At this time, Zhao Zhi's hair tie had been disconnected unknowingly, and his neatly combed hair was flying in the air on its own without any wind. His pupils were also dyed with a purple meaning: "Do you know that eighth-level practitioners and

Is there any difference among low-level practitioners?"

Feeling that his momentum was rising, Zu An's face changed slightly, and he remembered the common sense he had learned in the academy.

The sixth level can form an elemental protective shield, which almost eliminates the possibility of low-level practitioners jumping to challenges. It can be regarded as the first qualitative change in the journey of practice.

The eighth level is considered the second qualitative change in the journey of cultivation. Before the eighth level, practitioners mainly rely on their own stored heaven and earth energy. In other words, they mainly rely on their own strength. However, after reaching the eighth level, they can borrow the power of heaven and earth.

!

Even in a technologically advanced world like the one in the past, where humans could travel across the universe and explore the deep sea, a typhoon, earthquake or tsunami could erupt with an energy equivalent to the equivalent of an atomic bomb.

Compared with the power of heaven and earth, human beings are still too small after all.

At this time, he could keenly feel that the vitality of heaven and earth was rushing towards Prince Qi crazily.

Noticing the change in his expression, Prince Qi finally showed a hint of pleasure: "It seems you have realized it. Originally, I didn't want to make such a big fuss in the capital, but you forced me to do this. Let you see it."

The horror of eighth-level practitioners!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was blasted in front of Zu An like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that even Chu Youzhao and Murong Qinghe, who were watching the battle intently, did not react.

Zu An was shocked. The opponent was many times faster than before. At this time, it was too late to dodge. So he gritted his teeth and stabbed the opponent's vitals with his sword. As the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, but he didn't believe in this guy's golden body.

Will be willing to trade injury for injury and life for life.

"The bastards born in the market have a life-threatening drive," Prince Qi sneered, "It's a pity that these are meaningless in the face of absolute power!"

As he spoke, he swung his sword to easily block the opponent's Tai'a sword. At his current speed, the opponent's fatal blow was just a joke in his eyes.

At the same time, he punched again, and there was a white energy in his fist. The speed was so fast that it had exceeded the speed of sound, forming a sonic boom just like those fighter jets in Zuan's previous life.

Zu An stretched out his hand to block, but unfortunately he was already a step too late and was hit in the chest by a punch from the opponent.

The sound of cracking bones was heard, and Zu An's whole body drew an arc in the air like a broken sandbag and fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother-in-law!" Chu Youzhao was shocked. She even saw the blood spurting from Zu An's mouth when he fell in the sky just now, like a sad rainbow.

She hurriedly ran over and stopped in front of Zu An: "Your Majesty, please show your respect."

"Brother Chu!" Murong Qinghe was startled and hurriedly ran over. The fighting power of an eighth-level cultivator is so terrifying. If he is accidentally affected by the aftermath of the battle, he may die.

Despite this, she subconsciously ran to Chu Youzhao and tried to protect him.

Prince Qi stopped a foot away in front of the two of them, frowned and said, "For the sake of the Qin family and the Murong family, you get out of the way, and I can pretend that nothing happened."
To be continued...