Chapter 117: The Prince Blessed by Various Treasures

"I have something to do. Wang Xuan, you should leave first. Don't fight Wang Ya again, can you listen to me once""For the sake of our marriage, I hope you leave Blackwater City today and go as far as...Wow!

Wang Yan continuously swung his sword, streaks of sword energy appearing in the void before him. In an instant, all the sword energies converged into one, forming a blue ghostly face.

Boom!

The Azure Fire Dragon and Ghost Face clashed, unleashing a flurry of fine sword qi and blade qi that shot out in all directions.

The nine women were startled and retreated again, moving a thousand meters away.

Wang Xuan's master brother's battle with that arrogant prince had left aftereffects that were too powerful, making it impossible for them to get close, let alone assist in the fight.

"It's truly incredible, Big Brother. His strength at the first level of the Shan Hai Realm far surpasses ours."

Gongsun Wan'er, Mei Wei and the other women watched the two figures amidst the sword qi and blade qi.

"Haha, you can withstand 60% of my power. You can die with pride!"

In the midst of sword energy, Wang Yan laughed wildly. He flung the azure longsword in his hand, and a series of imprints were struck into the blade.

For a moment, the Zhuxuang Sword floated in mid-air. Its blue light surged to its peak, gradually becoming like a blazing blue sun.

It was clear he was about to use some powerful sword technique.

"I haven't been the only one to say this to me."

But in the end, they all died. Wang Xuan smiled coldly, his Fire Shadow Sword flying out of his hand. He clenched his hands into seals, and his Martial Soul Sword also blazed with flames, like a blue sun shining brightly.

This Wang Yan's combat strength, in his view, wasn't particularly strong, but rather lay in his martial skills and weaponry.

In Wang Xuan's eyes, exquisite wheels of souls appeared, swirling with surging soul power as his Dao technique activated.

‘Hum’

The originally water-tank sized azure sun suddenly swelled, rapidly growing four times its size, much like a blue sun rising in the desert under the moonlight.

Wang Yan's pupils constricted, realizing once again that she had underestimated this despicable person.

Wow~!

With all his might, he channeled the energy of the Full Power Running Technique. His Azure Sun also swelled in size and shot out from him, crashing towards Wang Xuan.

"I will kill you, and then capture your nine junior sisters to replenish my yang energy."

"Go ** yourself."

Wang Xuan's eyes grew cold, he cursed angrily, and pushed the green Sunlight flying outward.

As expected, they are like brothers with Wang Ya, both fond of refining magical artifacts.

"Boom!"

Two blazing suns collided, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the night sky. A blue sun and a green sun clashed endlessly in the void, neutralizing each other. Wherever they passed, city walls and all buildings were utterly destroyed.

Wang Yan's face darkened, and she once again took out the golden bell, ready to shake it.

But just then, a chill ran down his spine. He felt a pair of blood-red eyes appear in the depths of his mind, staring at him coldly.

Wang Yan for a moment, her mind was slightly dazed, her eyes were slightly dull, and she was about to be pulled into the illusion.

However, at the time of crisis, a phoenix-shaped jade pendant on his waist shone with colorful light, transforming into a colorful shield that enveloped him.

Wang Yan took two steps back, drew a deep breath, and broke out in a cold sweat all over his body. Inside the colorful light shield, he looked at the boy opposite him, staring into his eyes, focusing on those pupils - the spirit soul.

"Luckily, this prince almost fell for your illusion. Sadly, my Cai Feng Jing Yu is specialized in countering spiritual attacks."

Wang Yan let out a cold smile, swaying the golden bell, causing a strange melody to ring. A circle of sound waves swept toward Wang Xuan opposite her.

Wang Xuan stopped using the Spirit Illusion of the Heavenly Eye, a crystal-clear shield rising from his body. Circular sound waves swept across the shield, striking it and causing ripples like water waves.

"The Song of Three Lives and Immortal Burial is in your hands, it's just a waste if you don't use it, why not give it to my junior sisters"

Wang Xuan reached out and grasped at empty space.

Buzz~

For a moment, Wang Yan saw the void around him distort inexplicably. The golden bell in his hand was also pulled by an invisible force, about to be taken away.

Wang Yan's face was contorted in pain, feeling the oppressive force of the surrounding space.

"It's the law of space! So you're a Space Martial Artist!" Wang Yan shouted.

It's no wonder the young man could withstand the sonic attack. He used the power of spatial laws to defend himself.

Wang Xuan chuckled softly: "You have some taste."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wang Xuan frowned slightly. On Wang Yan's finger, a silver ring burst forth with a blinding silver light.

Click! Click!

The void shattered in silver, a sound like breaking glass. For an instant, it seemed as if mirrors had cracked open.

A world-shattering pagoda, was it broken!

Wang Yan stood in a colorful radiance and silver light, bending over and gasping heavily for several breaths. Then he straightened up, his face filled with an arrogant and sinister laugh.

"Haha, Wang Xuan, you really surprised me! I originally looked down on the Wang family, but you made me see you in a new light. You actually possess many martial arts techniques. But I don't like your face and expression. What are you being so arrogant about"

"Do you really think that just because you have many martial arts skills, you can defeat this Prince I've brought many protective treasures with me, haha!"

The nine women were far away, looking at it both in surprise and anger.

This is simply too much. How many more treasures does the other party have

Wang Xuan said coldly, "Do you think it's okay to break the law"

Wang Yan's silver ring, apparently, was a piece of jewelry capable of resisting spatial forces.

Suddenly, the two azure and cerulean suns in the night sky drained of their power, transforming into the Zhuxuang Sword and the Huoying Blade. They flew back to Wang Yan and Wang Xuan respectively.

Wang Xuan's footsteps were slight, his figure blurring as he vanished from sight.

If Wang Yan has something to defend against space, then let's get up close and personal!

Wang Yan's pupils contracted, watching the youth disappear from sight. Her heart tightened with a jolt.

What kind of martial arts technique is this

It wasn't just Wang Yan, even the nine women watching from afar were astonished. Some of the younger sisters rubbed their eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Yan felt a sense of crisis behind him. His face turned pale with shock.

It's too late!

At the crucial moment, the returning Zhunghuang Blade swung back on its own to slice at those behind.

"Wow!"

A blade moved with the speed of lightning, directly striking Wang Xuan's neck from behind. It cleaved through Wang Xuan's neck in a single stroke.

"Haha, I forgot to tell you, my Zhuxuang Dao can protect me autonomously!"

Wang Yan laughed and turned around, this is the difference between him and the commoners.

Though his smile froze, Wang Xuan's figure dissipated.

It was just a phantom!

"You must think you're a prince, that you don't need to cultivate diligently and can offset the gap with ordinary warriors simply by using resources, right" Wang Xuan's cold voice became erratic.

And strangely, the next moment, Wang Xuan's figure kept flashing around Wang Yan, as if ten identical figures had appeared.

Wang Yan's eyes widened.

The Exterminating Emperor Sword flew through the air, slicing through each of Wang Xuan's images.

Wang Yan felt a pang of jealousy. He had planned to crush Wang Xuan with absolute force, letting the younger generation of the Wang family know just how powerful he was now.

It was never expected that the martial arts cultivated in the palace would be inferior to a young disciple from a small clan. Even without the Zhunhuang Dao, he would have already died.

"Kill him!"

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor's blade chasing after the young man, obliterating his phantoms one by one, Wang Yan let out a sinister laugh.

But just as his words fell, a cold young voice rang out from behind him: "Your sword has been led away by my shadow, what is left to protect you now"

Pfft!owards the riverbank.The newcomer's face was full of surprise, and he screamed: "Little beast, I really waited for you! Haha~~ Heaven pity me, heaven pity me, haha～"The visitor was a man in his fortie...