"Yes. But the third prince does have one more leaf than you. If I guess correctly, the more leaves there are, the more noble the status it is. From this point of view, you are indeed inferior to the third prince."

"That's...that's because this prince's cultivation is insufficient. Yes, that's it. This prince is not willing to practice, so he only has Eight Leaves. If any Japanese prince has the same cultivation as the third brother, just Nine Leaves will be able to capture it."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Yang Kai looked contemptuous, "I don't think so. I know the truth. If I were the Human Emperor, I wouldn't like you if I were the Human Emperor. If I want to pass the throne on one day, I will definitely consider the third prince. The third prince is a dragon and phoenix, and has a good cultivation and is generous to others. How can you compare?"

"You... shut up!" Fu Shu was so angry that he was furious that he opened his teeth and claws and rushed over, relying on the protection of the holy tree, he looked fierce and fearless.

Although Yang Kai was talking, his hands never stopped and kept attacking Fu Shu's body, but he could never break through the protection of the green light. The eldest prince's attack on him was like tickling and could be ignored.

For a moment, the two of them started fighting each other like street hooligans, but no one could catch up with each other, and all the attacks were sank to the sea.

The goatee sighed, unable to bear it, and said, "Big Prince, why bother to care about his words? Just use the holy arts. Your cultivation is not as strong as him. Only the holy arts can avenge his previous shame."

Yang Kai turned his head and snorted coldly: "If the old guy is talking nonsense, I will abort your teeth if you believe it or not."

The goatee said earnestly: "Young people should know how to respect the elderly and love the young."

"That's up to someone. I have to kill dozens of people like you who like to show off every day."

While speaking, Fu Shu's spell rang again, but he was reminded by Goatbeard, no longer entangled with Yang Kai, and directly applied a bloodthirsty technique to himself. The timidity and fear in his eyes quickly disappeared, and his eyes were filled with anger and excitement. He laughed loudly, as if no one was around, and said in a grim voice: "Boy, you dare to offend this prince. I want you to die. After killing you, I will love that beauty well."

Bloodthirst can affect people's reason and make people lose some judgment, but it is undeniable that it still has a huge effect in some special circumstances.

Fu Shu's fear and timidity were suppressed by the bloodthirsty technique. His red eyes stared at Yang Kai tightly, as if he had changed his body, and shouted: "Shu!"

An invisible force suddenly pushed over from the void, like a layer of sea waves, binding Yang Kai's raised fist.

Yang Kai did not smash it down. No matter how hard he struggled, his fist was actually fixed in the air.

He felt that his fist seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. The more he wanted to attack, the stronger the pulling force was. Yang Kai looked stern. The eldest prince Fu Shu was only at the third level of Daoyuan. He was able to achieve this level with the so-called holy art, which was really beyond his imagination, and made him more alert to this witchcraft that had changed.

It is impossible for ordinary witchcraft to have such an effect. It cannot do such incredible things. He has never been the only one who fights above the level, kills enemies and destroys enemies. This is the first time that he has been a good start by a guy who has a weaker cultivation than himself.

He floated away and then retreated, and was blocked again. He easily opened the distance from the talisman.

After one move, Fu Shu's confidence increased greatly and he laughed wildly: "Run? I see where you are running! The sword comes!"

He stretched out his hand and suddenly a green fluorescent light burst out from the void. The fluorescent color looked exactly the same as the energy that protected the talisman, and the fluorescent light quickly gathered in the air and turned into a shocking sword.

Fu Shu pointed his hand and slashed the sword at Yang Kai.

Yang Kai's pupils shrank slightly, and he instinctively felt the power of this attack. With the surging of the laws of space, several moon blades were greeted by the blink of an eye.

With a rumbling wave, the green long sword destroyed the moon blade along the way with a destructive force. However, after intercepting the last moon blade, it suddenly disintegrated.

Fu Shu's body flapped, and two lines of blood flowed from under his nostrils, but he didn't realize it. He raised his hands again and shouted: "Come again!"

There is still a turquoise green light blooming, and it is still a huge green sword.

Yang Kai looked in a certain direction thoughtfully.

After several times, he finally caught a little subtle trace. Every time Fu Shu used the holy art, it seemed to resonate with something in that direction. This resonance was very weak. If Yang Kai had not had the strong spiritual consciousness, he would probably not have noticed it.

Fu Shu in the third level of Daoyuan Realm could not have the strength to compete with him. The reason why he could do this was just because he leveraged his power.

With the help of the power of the holy tree!

And the direction that resonates with it should be the direction where the holy tree is located.

He wanted to see what the so-called holy tree is, which can actually have such power to turn decay into magic.

The tide-like divine thoughts spread out loud, causing a buzzing sound in the void, and the goatee's face changed again.

In an instant, everything in the Manhuang City was imprinted into Yang Kai's mind, like the most outstanding painter drew a painting in his mind, and his eleventh minute was revealed, and his divine thoughts advanced, and his seeing became more and more distant.

Suddenly a barrier blocked the front, and Yang Kai was caught off guard, and his spiritual thoughts hit him, making him dizzy.

Just at this moment, the green long sword had been slashed down, and one sword slashed on Yang Kai's shoulder, and blood flowed on the spot.

Fu Shu laughed: "Make you crazy and humiliate me. This is the price!"

He pinched his hands and controlled the green sword to press down, as if he wanted to break Yang Kai's sword into two halves.

Yang Kai snorted coldly, and millions of swords were in his hand. He tweaked the sword, and the bitter sword energy exploded, cutting off the green long sword.

Fu Shu was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

Yang Kai said: "Your prince, you have only such skills? You can only make people laugh. You can use any means to see how you can do to me."

Fu Shu was furious and shouted: "Don't be rampant!"

He suddenly sang the spell again, but this time Yang Kai did not hear the spell of witchcraft. At the same time as the spell sounded, Fu Shu even acted like pulling a bow and shooting an arrow.

A green arrow appeared strangely in front of him, gently pinched by him, and placed on the invisible powerful bow.

"Chasing stars and chasing the moon! Die!"

Accompanied by Fu Shu's angrily shout, the green arrows swayed, breaking through the barrier of space, leaving a vacuum zone visible to the naked eye along the way, and instantly rushed to Yang Kai.

Yang Kai tilted his head, and the arrow flew past his temples, cutting off a few strands of blackness, and fluttering in the wind.

"You dare to hide!" Fu Shu exploded like a volcano. He kept pulling his bow and shooting arrows, and arrows were lost like meteors to attack Yang Kai. The blood in his nostrils flooded down like a flood that had leaked from the gate, wetting his clothes and the ground, but he seemed to have not noticed it, and he was in an indescribable state of excitement.

Three or five arrows came down, and even his seven orifices began to bleed.

The casting of the holy art seemed to be a huge burden on him.

No power in this world is obtained for no reason. Even if Fu Shu is the eldest prince, he is born with the protection of the holy tree and can use powerful holy techniques, but at the level of his third level of Taoyuan, he will definitely have to pay a huge price to show his strength to compete with Yang Kai.

His uncontrollable attack allowed Yang Kai to peek at the source of the power of the holy art more easily.

At some point, Yang Kai suddenly frowned, as if he had remembered something, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Fu Shu was overjoyed when he saw this and said innocently: "Have you seen this prince's strength? It's too late to kneel down and beg for mercy. I will definitely try torture all over the world."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, and the green arrow roared.

At this moment, Yang Kai suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and grabbed the green arrow in his hand. The arrow with powerful power was instantly frozen in front of him, without moving.

"How could it be?"

Yang Kai and Fu Shu said this at the same time, but one looked confused and the other was full of shock.

"Your breath..." The goatee's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Yang Kai tightly, as if a newborn calf was full of confusion.

The moment Yang Kai closed his eyes and opened his eyes, his breath suddenly changed drastically.

It has not become very powerful, but now this aura gives people an extremely ancient feeling, as if he has come out of a distant time and space, with an indescribable ancient charm all over his body.

The green arrow fell into Yang Kai's hand and disintegrated, and the sound of a spell sounded from Yang Kai's mouth.

At this moment, he is not the Emperor Realm, but a Witch King, a Witch King from the Southern Barbarians of the Ancient World!

His spell is more obscure and ancient than the eldest prince's, with a small voice, but it is extremely difficult to speak.

"You..." The eldest prince was stunned and forgot to continue attacking. He pointed at Yang Kai and kept lit it, as if he had seen something impossible.

The goatee's body was shocked, and she was stunned.

A small fire snake suddenly appeared in front of Yang Kai, appearing vividly, like a real creature, rolling in the air.

"Sacred Art!" The goatee exclaimed in a daze, almost biting his tongue, but soon he denied his judgment.

This is not a holy technique, because the fire snake does not have the green light unique to the holy technique, but the entire casting process is almost the same as the holy technique.
Chapter completed!