The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"I heard that His Royal Highness fought against three masters of heaven and man, and the world was shocked with one sword strike. I want to see what happens!"

After finishing speaking, Duan Canghai concentrated his efforts and gathered his energy.

In the formation of three talents, the situation is changing.

"The wind is coming!"

A man in Tsing Yi shouted loudly, within a hundred meters, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, like a sharp knife cutting the skin, causing pain all over the body.

"It's raining!"

Duan Canghai roared, the continuous drizzle washed down, and with the power of corrosion, it fell into the vegetation, all the grass withered, and white smoke rose from the ground.

"Ray comes!"

The woman in purple shouted coldly, the sky was flickering with thunder, and it seemed that the power of thunder was about to come.

Finally, everyone drank together.

"Call!"

Above the sky, the thunder and lightning condensed and turned into a purple-black electric dragon, swooping down with the power of wind and rain, like a divine power!

Chapter 220: The Sacrifice Begins

Above the sky, thunder descended.

The people in Chang'an can see clearly.

Beside Li Kuan, Sun Simiao and Murong Yue felt the huge coercion, the natural fear of thunder and lightning that human beings have.

The Thunder Dragon's power is only aimed at Li Kuan, but the overwhelming pressure is also unbearable.

Sun Simiao was alright, he was a heavenly man with formidable strength, but Murong Yue felt that his legs were weak, and he didn't dare to look directly at Thunder Dragon, and even wanted to bow down.

The majestic power of heaven is ruthless and punishing.

Looking at the powerful and heavy blow of the stone, and seeing Li Kuan who hadn't moved a little bit, Sun Simiao couldn't help reminding.

"His Royal Highness, don't push yourself too hard, hurry up and defend yourself, if it's too late, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured in the thunder."

Li Kuan said calmly, still with the same expression on his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

"What's the rush, isn't this still in the sky?"

Sun Simiao was speechless.

I thought it was in the sky, but it would be too late when it fell down.

The coercion above the thunder is not a joke. Even Sun Simiao cannot resist that kind of terror.

Thunder Dragon swooped down, and its power became more and more powerful. When it was one meter away from Li Kuan, when Duan Canghai and others were about to kill Li Kuan in silence, Thunder Dragon stopped.

It wasn't that Thunder Dragon stopped, to be precise, everything around stopped, as if time and space were static, as if space was frozen.

Everyone felt that Qi and blood were sealed in the body, out of their control, unable to move, only to think.

Duan Canghai was surprised, it turned out to be true, under the sword of the Earth Immortal, ordinary people can't move.

Obviously breathing, clearly having a heartbeat, clearly thinking, but unable to control his body, as if he had encountered something frightening and unable to move.

Not only the body, but the mighty thunder dragon above the sky also came to a standstill.

The power of the Earth Immortal is so terrifying, beyond ordinary people's imagination.

At this moment, Li Kuan moved.

Gently waved the Wuchou sword at Tianwei Thunder Dragon.

Immediately, everyone felt that there was no light between the sky and the earth, only the sword light with a length of [-] meters remained.

Dazzling, bright, eye-catching.

The Mighty Thunder Dragon melted away like a spring of white snow.

The sword light soared into the sky, rushing the white clouds in the sky out of a thousand-meter-long crack. Seen from a distance, there was a sword splitting the sky.

Duan Canghai heaved a sigh of relief, he just beheaded the mighty Tianwei Thunder Dragon, at least he saved his life, even if he was disabled, as long as he was alive, it would be better than anything else.

Before he could rejoice, 41 sword qi rushed out of the sky above the clouds.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it went straight to the hearts of the 41 disciples.

Duan Canghai and the others wanted to hide, but their bodies were restrained by the power of the sword, and they couldn't dodge the sword no matter what. They could only watch helplessly as their chests were bleeding, and finally died in severe pain.

He didn't even have the qualifications to let out a scream before he died.

Just after the doormen died, everyone resumed their actions.

The soldiers of the King's Mansion of Han threw away their weapons and raised their hands above their heads in prostration.To show your surrender.

It was terrible, Li Kuan struck a sword, and everyone was shocked.

Han Wang Li Yuanchang's eyes were dull, and he yelled like crazy.

"Impossible! The lonely elite will not be so vulnerable!"

"It's an illusion, it's a fake, it's just a dream, it must be a dream."