Chapter 135: A Sword Breaks

At this glance, he saw the figures of the Eighth Prince and Bai Heng, and even felt several strange breaths in the diffusion of divine consciousness.

The Eighth Prince was dressed in pale golden armor and held a pale blue spear, with several ripples spreading on the body of the spear, which was obviously extraordinary.

Bai Heng on the side was wearing a lilac brocade robe, with a faint smile on his handsome face, like a spring breeze, but if you look closely, you can see the trace of sarcasm in this smile.

At this time, the Eighth Prince and Bai Heng stepped on a picture scroll at their feet, coming with the wind, the speed was extremely fast, and they appeared in front of Meixi Mountain in the blink of an eye, and at this time, Zhang Jian had just climbed to the top of the mountain.

"How can they find out about me?"

Seeing the Eighth Prince and Bai Heng, Zhang Jian's first thought was not to escape, but to think about the exposure of his whereabouts.

His whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and there was not the slightest breath leaking out at all, and outsiders couldn't recognize him at all, but the Eighth Emperor actually said himself, was it a coincidence? Or was it something else?

Suddenly, Zhang Jian's gaze fell on the patrol plate in Bai Heng's hand.

He didn't know the patrol disk, but the aura of the tracking spirit array depicted on the patrol disk couldn't escape his eyes.

"It seems that this black robe can only conceal the aura, but it can't block the power of deduction. ”

Zhang Jian's heart sank slightly, he already understood that the other party was not a coincidence, but came on purpose, so that no matter where he fled, he would be exposed to the patrol plate.

"I was going to save Qiu Jin first and then go to you, but since you took the initiative to find the door yourself, then just kill it!"

Zhang Jian was not afraid, nor did he flee, he stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Eighth Prince, this person, who wanted to kill him several times, was already the person who must be killed in his heart.

"Zhang Jian, you can't escape today, your life belongs to this prince. ”

The Eighth Prince laughed fiercely, and couldn't wait to rush out of the picture scroll, turning into a pale golden light, rushing towards Zhang Jian, the spear in his hand was clenched, the momentum was like a rainbow, all the way through, the plum blossom trees were broken, and the demon beasts on the mountain were panicked and scattered.

At this moment, the Eighth Emperor was like a god of war possessed, and the ninefold aura of the Open Pulse Realm rose from his body, stirring the Quartet.

Zhang Jian's eyes flashed, looking at the approaching Eighth Prince, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Zhang Jian, you hurt the prince that day, and today, you will repay it with your blood. ”

The eighth prince had long black hair and no wind, and the spear in his hand suddenly burst into blue light at this moment, stabbing towards Zhang Jian.

This shot contained all the resentment in his heart.

This shot contained the extremely strong killing intent in his heart.

He was the pride of the sky, the identity of the prince, no one dared to disobey his will, let alone hurt him, but Zhang Jian not only disobeyed his will, but also seriously injured him.

Only by killing Zhang Jian with his own hands, in addition to the demons in his heart, can he get rid of this grievance.

"Humph!"

Zhang Jian snorted coldly, his body took a step forward, and when his right hand was raised, the mixed yuan umbrella fell in his hand, the spiritual vein opened, and the spiritual energy in the dantian instantly dispersed, condensed in the mixed yuan umbrella, without the slightest leakage, and then suddenly waved, and the dark yellow sword light swept towards the eighth prince like a gust of wind.

"Yellow Springs Dry!"

As Zhang Jian's voice fell, this Huangquan sword qi collided with the spear of the Eighth Prince.

The light blue spear in the hands of the Eighth Emperor has a good origin, although it is not an imperial weapon, but it is the best among the half-imperial weapons, but under the sweep of Huangquan's sword qi, all the aura is like a deflated ball, and it falls down in an instant.

The smell of decay emerged from the spear, and there was a trace of rust on the spear.

Huangquan's sword qi was castrated, swept the spear, and landed on the Eighth Prince, almost instantly, the pale golden armor was directly dimmed, as if it had gone through thousands of years, decaying and shattering in time.

In an uproar, the gold was no longer golden, and the golden armor turned into waste copper and rotten iron, falling off from the Eighth Prince.

"What is this!"

Such a terrifying power of decay made the Eighth Prince's eyes widen, and his expression showed disbelief and incredulity, and soon, the light blue spear in his hand was corrupted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and yes, the Eighth Prince had to throw it out as soon as possible.

The spear continued to decay in mid-air, and in a few breaths, the whole spear suddenly slammed, shattered into countless pieces, and scattered in all directions.

"Sun and Moon Clock!"

The spear and the golden armor couldn't withstand this Huangquan sword qi, and at this time, there was still a trace of Huangquan sword qi left, which fell on the Eighth Prince, causing his body to even begin to have black spots.

This discovery made his scalp tingle and his heart was shocked.

At the critical moment, he didn't dare to be careless, let out a low snort, and suddenly a small bell protruded from his mouth. This bell is long in the wind, and in an instant, it turns into a big zhang to protect the eighth prince.

The sun and moon bell is silver-white in color, and there is a pattern manifestation on it, obviously there is a good spiritual array depicted on it, and there are two phantom shadows on the body of the bell in one day and one month, like a guard, and it surrounds the four directions.

The sun and moon bell shook, and the little Huangquan sword qi that was left was directly wiped out.

"Sure enough, this sword that can only simulate a trace of Huangquan's qi can't hurt the imperial weapon. ”

Seeing the appearance of the Sun and Moon Bell, Zhang Jian was not surprised, Qiu Jin had a golden bell imperial weapon, and the eighth prince was the prince of Great Xia, how could he not have such a treasure.

And Zhang Jian also relied on this blow to know his Huangquan Sansheng Slash, and he couldn't shake the imperial weapon for the time being.

"How is it possible, the imperial brother can only stop his sword with the help of the Sun and Moon Clock. ”

At the foot of Meixi Mountain, Bai Heng on the picture scroll could no longer maintain his indifference at this time, Zhang Jian's sword exceeded his expectations, which shocked him, and he opened his mouth slightly at this time, and there was a shocking light in his eyes.

He knew very well the strength of the Eight Princes, except for a few demons such as the Prince of the East China Sea, he could almost sweep away the creatures on the Dragon Lair Giant Island, but such a strong Eighth Prince could not block Zhang Jian's sword, and was forced to use the Sun and Moon Clock to protect it.

Zhang Jian, how strong is it?

Doubts surfaced in Bai Heng's heart, and this trace of doubt continued to amplify, and finally filled his mind.

At this time, near Meixi Mountain, there were three unfamiliar breaths hidden around, and at this moment, they were also shocked by Zhang Jian's sword.

These three unfamiliar breaths were Shangguan Ban, Whale Nan, Hong Shan and others, who also arrived after the Eighth Prince, and happened to see that the Eighth Prince was forced by Zhang Jian to use the Sun and Moon Clock.

"He only has five spiritual veins on his body, and it was rumored that he is the triple of the Open Pulse Realm, he actually opened two spiritual veins in a row in just ten days, and his combat power is comparable to ours, is this the power of the Supreme Treasure?"

Shangguan Ban watched from the sidelines, and at this time he was also shocked in his heart, which was incredible.

"But I heard that he has a half-step transformation puppet, and there is also a winged treasure weapon that can explode with extreme speed, but he didn't take it out, just a sword, and injured the eighth prince of Great Xia, how strong is he?"

At this moment, the contempt in Shangguan's forbidden heart disappeared.

Zhang Jian, how strong is it?