Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 247 The Battle of Peerless Masters
"Whoever disturbed my slumber, he must pay the price."

In the secret room under the rockery, a deep and gloomy voice suddenly came out, like the cry of a ghost at midnight, which seemed extremely terrifying.

The sound was obviously not loud, but it could be heard clearly within the entire royal city. Some people's expressions changed drastically when they heard it, and they actually felt a burst of gloom in the clear sky.

Zhao Ji prided himself on being very courageous, but after such a sentence, his expression changed slightly, he felt a chill rise up his spine, and he felt pressure.

Zhao Ji didn't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts at first, but in the heaven, he was not sure. Zhao Ji had seen a monster's tail in Wukuang Treasure and his party.

Zhao Ji didn't think there were any ghosts and gods in the secret room, but if a monster appeared, he would not be too surprised, and how could he not be alarmed.

"Who pretends to be a ghost, come out and see."

With a cold snort, Prince Wen shouted.

Even though the atmosphere created by that person was terrific, making the Tenth Prince and Xiao Yifu, who were born masters in the later stage, change color, Prince Wen just didn't care.

"Who are you? How dare you disturb my ancestor's deep sleep. You don't want to die."

The voice was still low, full of terrifying aura, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop several degrees all of a sudden.

"Since you don't want to come out, I will force you to come out."

Prince Wen narrowed his eyes and sneered.

With a wave of the sword in his hand, streams of sword energy, like snowflakes all over the sky, fell down one after another, all heading towards the secret room under the rockery.

It was several miles away from where Prince Wen was, but Zhao Ji could still feel a cold sword energy and intent approaching him.

If the dragon-like sword energy can automatically navigate, it got into the secret room, there was a burst of bangs inside, the ground shook slightly, and the rockery poured on it collapsed suddenly under a burst of shaking go down.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a louder noise erupted, the ground shook and the mountain shook, a big hole was directly blasted in the ground above the secret room, and a figure flew out of it.

Like an extremely sharp sword, under the sharp edge, it can pierce the sky. Feeling the aura that breaks everything, Zhao Ji's expression changed again, and his mind was firm to resist the tyrannical power.

Zhao Ji thought that this kind of momentum was erupted by a very good person, but he was disappointed after seeing the real face.

This person is tall and majestic. He can be called a tall man, but he doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. He is unkempt, and his clothes are tattered and full of greasy. Standing on the side of the street holding a bowl, Someone is bound to throw money in the bowl.

Such a beggar-like person turned out to be a peerless master, and his eyes exploded. Zhao Ji was also surprised, this person doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene.

When the beggar man rushed out, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was really asleep just now. When he suddenly opened his eyes, two dazzling rays of light extended for a length of Zhang Xu.

His eyes slowly swept across the palace, and seeing the scene that seemed to have been washed by the flames of war, the beggar man's eyes seemed to have flames beating, which made the temperature of the air rise a lot.

"Who wrote this?"

It really seemed that he had just woken up after being asleep for thousands of years. The beggar man said in a urn, the words contained extremely strong anger, causing the air to vibrate faintly.

"It's me, what, old guy, how are you doing?"

Prince Wen scolded.

The beggar man's body was filled with a decayed atmosphere, and the skeleton crawling out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood was nothing more than that.

"Hahaha, the Wang family, the Wang family I founded, is it finally in decline?"

Hearing this, the beggar man was taken aback for a moment, and then, as if he was crazy, he laughed loudly, laughing madly, arrogantly, and desperately.

Hearing this kind of laughter, for some reason, Zhao Ji felt sad, wanted to shed tears, but was affected by the beggar man's emotions.

At the base of the back wall of a palace, the princess was hiding here, her body trembling, her face extremely ugly, through the gap between the roofs, looking at the floating Prince Wen, her eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

That's right, Prince Wen's power is unstoppable, the Wang family can't resist him, the concubine can't deal with him, but her hatred is endless.

However, when the beggar man appeared and announced his identity, Wang Haorong's eyes lit up, and she murmured happily: "Could it be that he is the first generation of Marquis in Hai? Could it be that the rumor is true? The generation of Marquis Zhu Hai really did not die, but still guarded the Wang family."

"Boy, I want you to pay the price."

After laughing, the beggar man looked at Prince Wen, his eyes gradually turned blood red.

The wind blows, and a violent breath erupts from the beggar man's body. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhao Ji feels that the entire sky has turned into a light red color.

The beggar man stomped on the void with his right foot, causing the air to tremble slightly. His body was like a sharp arrow, and he shot at Prince Wen, fisting down with both hands.

The long sword in his hand was raised slowly, and there seemed to be flames burning on the sword, and a blazing feeling spread out, and the tip of the sword went to meet the fist of the beggar man.

The battle between the two peerless masters of the Yun Dao Realm really erupted, punching the void, and slashing the world with their swords, bursts of extremely strong energy broke out, causing chaos in the city.

The two were fighting, and their respective attacks may not hit each other very much. When the sword qi struck the stone floor in the city, deep marks appeared immediately, and ravines as deep as ten feet were displayed.

A punch was blasted out, and the strength was vertical and horizontal. The solid houses could not withstand the punch of the beggar man, and they collapsed.

At the center of the confrontation between the two, an invisible aura was formed, as if there was a force that made everything in the aura float up.

The first generation of Marquis Zhu Hai built the royal city not as a tofu project, but as a result of intensive repairs. Trucks with a load of several thousand catties drove on the bluestone ground without leaving even a trace of ruts.

Under the solid ground, under the invisible aura, the bluestone bricks rose up one by one, and they were arranged in a vertical and horizontal sequence in mid-air, covering half of the void, as if hanging in the middle of the night. The sky is full of stars.

"Sword intent becomes Qi, mind and Qi unite."

Holding the sword in both hands, he held it high above his head, and was slowly chopped down by Prince Wen's force. There was a palpitating force in the silence.

The combination of sword energy and sword intent is very powerful. It is a unique skill of Prince Wen. It has been developed after years of self-exploration. It will never be used against strong enemies.

"Peerless Divine Fist!"

The beggar man's fists are lifted as lightly as if they were struck lightly, but they possess great supernatural powers, which makes people look pale, and is also a unique skill.

(End of this chapter)