C419 Sword Three Sword Four
C419 Sword Three Sword Four
The First Prince was more than a hundred years older than the Second Prince. In the same generation, the Second Prince was the undisputed number one expert!
In their hearts, the three of them were looking forward to the death penalty for Wang Hao.
The Second Prince looked at Wang Hao with interest, "You actually chose to oppose me because of a little beast that you have never seen before. I really don't know if I should say that your courage is commendable or that you are too stupid."
Wang Hao said calmly, "I can guarantee that after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you will ask yourself this question."
The Second Prince took off his Profound Artifact from Violent Dragon's neck. It was a golden cavalry spear.
The little girl was a little nervous. The little hand that held Wang Hao's pant leg trembled.
Wang Hao's palm brushed past her face. A strange Talisman pattern appeared on the little girl's face.
"Take care of yourself. If you encounter any danger, shout for help."
Before the little girl could react, Wang Hao waved his hand and a silver Flying Dagger shot out a thousand meters away.
The Flying Dagger seemed to have widened its eyes, avoiding all the obstacles and finally piercing into a huge tree.
"Whoosh!" The little girl disappeared into thin air.
After sending the little girl away with the Space Sky, Wang Hao pulled out a short sword from his waist and readied himself for battle.
The Second Prince was at the seventh level of the Profound Martial Stage, which was much stronger than the Third Prince who was killed by Wang Hao.
This battle was destined to be a fierce battle.
The Violent Dragon underneath the Second Prince was stepping on the ground anxiously. Both of its eyes had turned red. This was the sign of the Violent Dragon's impatience.
It was already prepared to fight. Tearing its prey into pieces was a tradition that Violent Dragon had carved into its bones.
Violence was waiting for its master's orders. As long as the Second Prince gave the order, it would pounce forward with its greatest strength!
The Second Prince carefully sized up Wang Hao. He was sure that this human in front of him was really ready to go against him.
He was so angry that he laughed instead. "Good! Good! Good! Anyway, I don't like that Young Master Bai. He is obviously a lowly race. His father and big brother treated him as a distinguished guest. Today, this prince will kill you first. I will dampen his prestige! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the Second Prince's aura burst forth. The Violent Dragon beneath him opened its huge mouth and let out a heaven-shaking roar.
"Roar!"
The Violent Dragon moved its legs, and as if it had shot out, it charged towards Wang Hao with an astonishing speed and strength.
"Ice Throat Devil Dragon!"
The space behind Wang Hao fluctuated, and the Ice Throat Devil Dragon broke through the air. Wang Hao flipped his body, and jumped onto the back of the Ice Throat Devil Dragon.
There was also the word 'dragon' in the name. Violent dragon and devil dragon were not the same species.
The Ice Throat Devil Dragon possessed a true Dragon Clan Bloodline!
The golden short sword cut through Wang Hao's palm. Wang Hao slapped the Ice Throat Devil Dragon's back with his palm, injecting the Dragon Son's bloodline into its body.
The Dragon Son bloodline was like a powerful catalyst, causing the Ice Throat Devil Dragon's power to burn.
"Boom!"
The Violent Dragon and Ice Throat Devil Dragon violently collided. In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook.
The Ice Throat Devil Dragon obviously had the upper hand. Its sharp claws pressed down on Violent Dragon's forehead, and the force that came from it almost made Violent Dragon fall to his knees.
"Violent Dragon Spike!"
Just as the Ice Throat Devil Dragon was about to give chase, the Second Prince on Violent Dragon's body suddenly thrust out the golden spear in his hand.
The long spear erupted with a dazzling golden light. Like an arrow, the golden light pierced through the Ice Throat Devil Dragon's wings.
The Ice Throat Devil Dragon fell from the sky onto the ground. Violent Dragon leapt up and opened his huge mouth, wanting to bite off the demon dragon's neck.
"Dragon Breath!"
A thought entered the Ice Throat Devil Dragon's mind. Facing its master's command, the Frost Demon Dragon did it without hesitation.
The Frost Dragon Breath froze Violent Dragon into a huge ice sculpture. However, this was only temporary. In just a breath's time, countless cracks appeared on the ice covering Violent Dragon.
"This isn't over yet!"
Wang Hao opened his mouth. There was a golden flame throbbing in his throat.
"Dragon Breath!"
The purer the Dragon Clan Bloodline, the more powerful the Dragon Breath was. Wang Hao had the bloodline of five dragons, and the power of the Dragon Breath was more than ten times stronger than the Frost Demon Dragon!
"Hu!"
The golden flames engulfed the Violent Dragon, and the ice on its body instantly disintegrated.
The Violent Dragon fell to the ground with burns all over its body. The ice and fire were two extremes, making it unable to fight anymore.
The Frost Demon Dragon's injuries were also very serious. One of its wings was almost completely destroyed.
Wang Hao retracted the Demon Dragon. He aimed the blade of his short sword at Violent Dragon. On Violent Dragon's back, the Second Prince slowly stood up.
The Second Prince's current appearance was very embarrassing. The luxurious beast skin clothes on his body had already been burnt black. Even his hair had been burnt by the flames.
He never thought that an unknown human would have a mount that was on par with his Violent Dragon.
"Very good!" The Second Prince tore his shirt, revealing his muscular body, "You have successfully infuriated me!"
"So much nonsense!" Wang Hao was the first to attack. He launched the Cloud Stepping Technique and arrived in front of the Second Prince.
"Sword One!"
The bright sword light took away the Second Prince's line of sight. Sword One was the first movement of the 13th Sword, also known as the Sword Drawing Technique.
The speed of Sword One's attack was several times faster than the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles. Even in the eyes of a peak Heavenly Martial Stage warrior, they could only barely see the afterimage of Wang Hao's attack.
In the world of martial arts, speed was the only thing that couldn't be broken!
"Puff!"
The short sword in Wang Hao's hand easily pierced into the Second Prince's shoulder under the effect of the Armor Breaking Talisman. Wang Hao shook his wrist, and a bloody hole instantly appeared on the Second Prince's body.
"Ha!"
The Second Prince roared as the long spear in his hand suddenly fell off. The handle of the spear in his hand was pulled out, and on the handle was a Long Sword.
Sword in the spear!
With a slash of the sword, the Second Prince's sword danced in a very profound trajectory. Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then his speed slowed down by half a beat.
When Wang Hao took five steps back and stopped, there were three deep sword marks on his shoulder.
The wounds on both sides looked very serious, but in fact, they were minor injuries.
Under the effect of the Hornless Dragon Bloodline, Wang Hao's wounds healed quickly. Heat was also emitted from the Second Prince's shoulder, and it quickly healed.
"Second grade Earth Rank martial skill?" Wang Hao was very surprised, "I really didn't expect that you would use a martial skill passed down from the ancestors of humans even though you said you looked down on humans."
"Humph!" The Second Prince said disdainfully, "When my father has conquered the entire continent, all the Martial Skills will belong to my Barbarian Clan!"
"The theory of robbery is really shameless."
Wang Hao threw away the blood on his dagger and launched his second attack.
"Boundless Sword Technique!"
The Second Prince's sword technique was sharp, and it was entangled with Wang Hao's sword. For a moment, there was no distinction between them.
However, as the saying goes, every inch was strong, and every inch was short. The short sword in Wang Hao's hand was not as powerful as the Long Sword in the Second Prince's hand.
"I found your weakness!"
Wang Hao changed his attack and revealed a small gap. The Second Prince grabbed it decisively and thrust his sword at Wang Hao's chest.
The sword was so fast that Wang Hao had nowhere to hide.
The Long Sword had stabbed into Wang Hao's chest, but the sword hilt did not feel like it had pierced into his flesh.
"Afterimage?" The Second Prince sneered, "What an insignificant skill!"
After saying that, he suddenly turned around and saw another Wang Hao thrusting his sword at him.
The Long Sword swept across, but what hit him was still an afterimage.
Sword Two, Double Soul Movement!
Looking at the afterimage that was stabbing towards him, the Second Prince did not lie to himself like the Eleventh Prince. He had a feeling that these two afterimages were real.
"Two shadows with strong sword intent. Real and fake. Interesting!"
The Second Prince took a deep breath. Countless sword shadows appeared in the Long Sword in his hand and sealed his body.
"Ding!"
Two crisp sounds rang out as the Second Prince blocked Sword Two.
Wang Hao's real figure appeared in front of the Second Prince.
"Are you finally willing to come out and face your death? "
The Second Prince slashed down the Long Sword with a ferocious expression. At such a close distance, Wang Hao couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to!
Wang Hao didn't dodge. He bent down like a cheetah ready to strike.
"Sword Three! Rising Sun!"
A ray of golden light shot into the sky. The Second Prince widened his eyes. To his surprise, he discovered a long bloody wound from his lower abdomen to his chest.
"Pu!"
Blood splattered, and the Second Prince staggered backward.
Wang Hao did not give the Second Prince any chance to catch his breath. He held the short sword tightly in his hand and stabbed it straight into the Second Prince's throat!
"It's over!"
The sword was getting closer and closer to the Second Prince's throat. He could even feel the sharp sword Qi cutting through the skin on his neck.
Between life and death, the Second Prince woke up from his shock. He knew very well that if he did not do anything, he would only end up dead.
"This bastard actually dared to kill me?!"
The Second Prince bit the tip of his tongue. An intense pain accompanied by a scorching Essence Blood spread throughout his body.
A bloody light fell from the sky, and when the sword was less than a finger's distance away from his neck, it hit the Second Prince's forehead.
Soul Conduit! Violent Dragon Divine Power!
"Ha!"
The Second Prince let out an explosive shout. The muscles on his entire body bulged, and blue veins bulged all over his body.
He stretched out a hand that was as fast as lightning.
"Pah!"
The short sword was grabbed by the Second Prince. No matter how hard Wang Hao tried, he could not move forward even a little bit.
"Armor Break!"
A surge of pure Yuan energy was injected into the short sword, and the eighteen tiny Talisman engraved on the sword were activated at the same time.
The eighteen Talisman condensed into an armor-piercing formation, causing the blade of the short sword to be ten times sharper.
"Pa!"
Blood burst out from the Second Prince's palm, and the tip of the dagger was slightly closer to his throat.
The Second Prince's pupils constricted. Although the Tyrannical Dragon Divine Power had already entered his body, he still needed three more breaths to fully unleash his power.
Three breaths was the distance between life and death.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The Second Prince furiously roared as he exerted even more strength in his grip. The blade of the sword even left a sword mark on his bones.
A strong killing intent was pulsating in Wang Hao's eyes. Since he had chosen to attack, he must not have any thoughts of staying behind.
He did not use the Divine Dragon Transformation. His transformation also required time. Now, time was the time for the two of them to win with their hands clasped behind their backs!
Wang Hao used a similarly powerful but faster martial skill.
"Fourth Sword, Shooting Sun!"