C1316 Shock
C1316 Shock
It was one thing when he did not make a move, but the moment he did, it was as if a violent gale had swept across him like a tidal wave. The powerful and vigorous aura that he exuded was something that he could not help but cast sidelong glances at.
"Soul-breaking Stage!"
Ning Yang's eyes narrowed. Previously, Ying Tianxiong had revealed that his strength was only at the King's Realm, but she didn't expect him to be able to endure for so long. His true strength was actually Soul-breaking Stage!
Even in the ancient Brightmoon Kingdom, Soul-breaking Stage s were considered first class experts.
"Clang."
The golden battle spear and the Searing Sun Sword clashed violently, causing dazzling sparks to burst out. Ning Yang was forced to retreat due to the strong force, and her bare hand that was holding onto the sword started to ooze out obvious blood.
"Your Highness, although the sword in your hand is extraordinary, it is unable to unleash its true power. It is simply not a match for me."
Ying Tianxiong shook his head and walked over with big steps while holding his golden battle spear. His black hair was dancing with the wind, giving him a wild and unruly temperament.
"Ying Tianxiong, are you not afraid that I, Royal Father, will infuriate you?!" Ning Yang's face turned pale as she spoke in a cold voice.
"Your Majesty? He can't even protect himself right now. " Ying Tianxiong let out a cold laugh. The battle lance pierced through the sky and the terrifying aura surged like a tidal wave.
Puff.
Ning Yang's face turned pale as she coughed out blood and staggered back. Even though the power of the sword in her hand was peerless, the difference between them was like a chasm.
The golden battle spear shattered the sky like a roaring dragon. In a flash, it appeared in front of Ning Yang, its ice-cold tip glinting with a cold light as it flew towards her throat.
Ying Tianxiong didn't have the slightest intention of showing mercy to the fairer sex. He actually planned to kill his princess in broad daylight.
"Scram."
In a split-second, Fu Feng took a step forward and appeared in front of Ning Yang. He raised his hand and struck out with his palm.
"Clang."
When his palm struck the ice-cold spear, not only did it not cause any damage, it also produced the sound of colliding iron and stone.
"Hmm?"
"So he had actually concealed his presence. He's a fellow with Soul-breaking Stage." Ying Tianxiong's gaze turned cold, then he sneered and said, "Let me see what you are capable of."
"Weighing me?"
"I think you're courting death."
Fu Feng had been holding his breath for a long time. His attacks were very clean and crisp. He didn't use his array techniques, but instead, he clapped his hands together. The surging soul energy was like a hurricane.
"Clang."
"Clang clang …"
The golden battle spear trembled violently. Ying Tianxiong's expression changed drastically, and the hand that held the battle spear started to hurt.
This was no ordinary magical equipment. Although it was not as sharp as the sword in Princess Ning Yang's hand, it was still a genuine supreme magical equipment. However, the person in front of him was actually able to block the golden battle spear with his bare hands.
"Do you know how to be afraid now?" Giving the other party a glance, Fu Feng laughed out loud. Then, an array guiding ruler appeared in his hand and smashed down with an imposing manner as if it was crushing dry weeds and pulling rotten wood.
"Bang."
Before Ying Tianxiong could react, the golden spear was knocked out of his hand.
"Not good."
Looking at his bloodied hands, Ying Tianxiong subconsciously wanted to retreat quickly. However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than the array ruler that was smashing towards him.
"Clang."
Ying Tianxiong felt dizzy, flying out horizontally like a kite with its string cut.
Fu Feng raised his array ruler and strode forward. He immediately stomped on Ying Tianxiong's chest and asked with a smile, "How is it now?"
"Have you weighed it enough?"
Saying that, Fu Feng did not hold back and continued smashing the ruler towards the latter's head. Ning Yang did not make a sound to stop him. From the moment he made his move, she had already become a real traitor.
"Not good."
"Young Lord."
… ….
The surrounding guards turned pale with fright. They immediately rushed towards Fu Feng, but it was already too late.
"Hmph."
"You want to kill my grandson? Do you want to live a life worse than death?" Suddenly, a cold voice resounded out of thin air, as if it was a thunderclap that resounded in everyone's ears.
Fu Feng staggered and almost fell to the ground miserably due to the sound wave.
Lu Chen frowned as he stared fixedly at a spot not far away. Behind Ying Tianxiong, a black robed elder appeared. His hair was white and he looked energetic. He looked extremely dignified. He was obviously someone who held great power over a long period of time.
"The old Grand Preceptor!"
Seeing who it was, Ning Yang's face turned extremely ugly. This person was the ancestor of the Ying Family and was also one of the top experts in the ancient country. His position and strength was only below her, Royal Father.
"Grandfather."
Seeing Ying Batian's sudden appearance, Ying Tianxiong was stunned at first. Then, his face lit up as he quickly said, "Please help grandpa. Princess Ning Yang brought people to the palace and almost injured grandchild."
Ying Batian's elderly eyes swept over Fu Feng and Lu Chen. He then fixed his gaze on Princess Ning Yang and snorted softly, "Ning Yang, as a princess of the ancient kingdom, you actually brought people to the palace. Don't you know that this is a crime worthy of beheading?"
"Crime?"
Ning Yang, after all, was a princess of the imperial court and had already experienced many trials and hardships. At this moment, she regained her composure and said in a cold voice, "Old Grand Preceptor, I'm following orders to return to the palace, but Ying Tianxiong and the guards of the Ying Family are stopping me from entering the palace. Do you want me to go against you?"
"Some kind of reverse?"
Ying Batian shook his head and said in an indisputable tone, "His Majesty is heavily injured and has not seen anyone. Currently, I am in charge of the imperial palace's order. Without the king's order, no one is allowed to enter the palace."
"Then I must go in?" Ning Yang took a deep breath and asked, "Does the Grand Preceptor plan on stopping me?"
"Your Highness, this old subject has said that no one is allowed to enter the palace without the king's orders." Ying Batian narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I do not wish to repeat myself for too long. Whoever dares to enter the palace again will be killed without question."
Ning Yang originally still had a sliver of hope, but now it seemed that the palace had undergone a huge change. She did not want to be outdone, so she took a step forward and said, "Do not hesitate to kill me. I would like to see how you are going to stop me."
With that, Ning Yang looked at Lu Chen and Fu Feng and said with a sincere tone, "Brother Lu and Brother Fu, please help me."
"I was waiting for you to say that."
Fu Feng stared at Ying Batian and chuckled, "I have disliked this old man for a long time, so I have handed him over to you."
Seeing his confident look, Lu Chen shook his head and joked, "I thought you were going to do it yourself."
"Just kidding."
"I can't beat this old guy." Fu Feng twitched his mouth and shook his head like a rattle.
"Get out of the way."
As Lu Chen finished his sentence, Fu Feng hurriedly dodged to the side and saw a shadow flash past like a bolt of lightning.
"Hmm?"
"Nice speed."
Ying Batian looked at Lu Chen who had appeared in front of him. A surprised expression appeared on his aged face. However, he quickly reacted and he fiercely slapped Lu Chen with his palm.
BOOM!
Following the slap of the palm, the surrounding spiritual energy came crashing down endlessly, forming a terrifying storm engulfing Lu Chen. The entire palace door rumbled and trembled.
"Weak."
Looking at the palm, Lu Chen shook his head and made his own comment. Immediately after, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched out fiercely.
"Bang."
The violent Yuan Power in the world collapsed with a loud bang and Lu Chen's fist appeared in front of Ying Batian. Under the latter's astonished gaze, it heavily smashed onto his chest.