The burqa woman's face was pale, and cold sweat continued to seep from her forehead, but she still held the triangular shield in her hands to resist the attack. A wisp of cherry red flowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the stalwart chest.
The ground beneath her feet had cracked and collapsed. The two elders of the "Taiyi League" had passed out. Wu Kangyong was bleeding from all his orifices and was pressed to the ground unable to move.
Seeing this scene, the royal family breathed a sigh of relief, but they also knew that this might only be temporary. As long as the burqa woman did not fall, the future would still be full of unknowns.
An elder hurriedly took out the healing liquid and handed it to the eldest prince beside him, saying: "This is the top-grade spiritual liquid that Tianbao Pavilion requested. First prince, please drink it quickly to heal your wounds."
The emperor did not relax at all, and controlled the golden dragon with all his strength to continue to suppress the burqa woman. At this moment, he looked at the fourteenth prince and shouted angrily. : "Little Fourteen, if you don't come now, when will you wait?"
The Fourteenth Prince was startled by the angry shout, and looked up at his father. Their eyes met, and he could see the disappointment and anger in the other's eyes.
Standing there not knowing what to do, he didn't move for a long time, but his face was full of unwillingness. In his heart, the "Taiyi Alliance" was here to help him fight for the throne, and he also had his own ambitions and ideas.
If you miss this opportunity, you will definitely miss the throne. You may even be sent to the border for today's actions until you die in battle, or even be secretly executed.
Thinking of this, his eyes became firm, and he turned to look at the burqa woman. Seeing her slightly trembling body and plump, cherry-red chest, he also had his own resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart.
Knowing that he had no way out, he withdrew his gaze, looked at his father again, and said loudly: "Father, I just follow the rules and want to compete for the position of the prince, but why are you so unfair?"
With tears in his eyes and disappointment in his heart, the Fourteenth Prince continued: "If the one who wins this time is the force behind the eldest brother or the third brother, will you still block it like this?"
"If you don't want your children to compete for this imperial position, why don't you let me give up from the beginning? Why do you still pretend that any prince can gain support by his own strength?"
The muscles on the emperor's face couldn't help but twitch. He looked at his incompetent son and said in a painful voice: "Little Fourteen, don't you know that the 'Taiyi League' is so ambitious? They hide such a powerful strength. Can you tell me in advance? Did you know? How could you control them with your strength?"
The Fourteenth Prince burst into tears and laughed painfully: "Haha, Father, you have never valued me. My child is not that stupid. I also have my own ideas. How can I know if you don't let me try?" I can't control it."
Looking at the fourteenth son who was still unconscious, the emperor looked disappointed and shouted angrily: "The centuries-old foundation of our Wang family is about to be defeated by them. You have led the wolf into the house, and now you still want to Disobey?"
The eyes of the Fourteenth Prince gradually became cold, and he looked at the father and said in a cold voice: "How could it have happened without your rude obstruction first?" It's gotten to this point, and now all the blame is being placed on me."
Unknowingly, he even changed their names. He wiped away his tears and slowly walked to the burqa woman, forced a drop of blood onto the tip of his index finger, turned to look at his father, and sneered: "You would rather have imperial power?" Even if you destroy it, you won’t let me take over. If that’s the case, then I won’t let you get what you want.”
Although the emperor didn't know his son's purpose of forcing out the essence and blood, he still wanted to give his son a chance, so he asked again: "Are you going to make the same mistake again and again?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of the Fourteenth Prince's mouth, and he said with disdain: "It's not my fault. Since you don't agree, then I will become a great emperor on my own."
As he spoke, he drew a strange magic spell. When the magic spell was drawn out, both the emperor and the old emperor's pupils suddenly opened wide, because this magic spell was the formation magic spell they had been using just now.
Although this method is not yet proficient in pinching, nor is it very standard, but combined with his direct bloodline, it is enough to affect the operation of the Dragon Contract Array, even if it is only a moment of lag.
The emperor became a little nervous at this time. The current situation could no longer withstand any twists and turns, and a surge of anger rushed to his head, but he was afraid of angering him again, so he could only scold: "You are a traitor, why don't you give it to me now?" stop!!!"
However, he was answered with an indifferent look, even a little contemptuous, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction with the past.
Seeing his expression, the old emperor couldn't help but feel so angry that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. He pointed at the fourteenth prince and cursed: "Why is there such a rebellious person like you in our Wang family..."
The Fourteenth Prince looked away with disdain and looked up at the Dragon Contract Formation above his head. An inexplicable pleasure surged into his heart, and his face trembled uncontrollably a few times at this moment.
"Without your obstruction, my imperial path will be smoother!"
A trace of an evil smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of spiritual power with essence and blood was shot towards the Dragon Contract Array, quickly disappearing into it and disappearing.
The magic circle that was originally running smoothly suddenly had a slight sluggishness. Because of this spiritual power, the control of the magic circle was a little loose, as if the magic circle had received a signal. A new order created conflict and confusion.
The golden light curtain first began to ripple, and then fine cracks began to appear on it. The sense of oppression also suddenly weakened, and even the golden dragon's attack weakened a bit.
Feeling the changes in the Dragon Pact Formation, the emperor's already pale face was covered with a layer of deathly look, with a hint of despair in the deathly ashes, because he knew the situation he would face next.
The interference from the formation caused the energy and blood in his body to boil. He swallowed a mouthful of blood that had reached his throat, and quickly started kneading with his hands.
In a master duel, this slight influence is enough to change the situation of the battle.
The corners of the burqa woman's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of pride inadvertently. She glanced at the Fourteenth Prince slightly and nodded towards him, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
No one knew that she had already secretly clasped a jade tablet in her right hand. If this jade tablet could inspire enough power to kill someone below the third level of the Spiritual Emperor Realm, it would be more than enough to deal with the golden dragon.
At this moment, she was supporting the triangular shield with her left hand, secretly put away the jade tablet in her right hand, and then slashed out three swords in succession.
The three swords were struck in one go, with endless chill, and they slashed at the emperor at extremely fast speeds, and all three swords were deliberately struck at the same place.
She did not stop after slashing out these three swords, and threw out a talisman again. This talisman was golden yellow, with sparkling spiritual energy on it, and was engraved with a golden flying sword.
