Even Prince Xianle couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He didn't expect that this fourth prince was really unfathomable.
Everyone came to the square at the entrance, Kuangbiao took a step forward, looking in all directions, eyes gleaming, "Who dares to fight?"
There was contempt in this man's eyes, as if a superior emperor was looking down on his subjects, which made everyone feel uncomfortable.
"I'm here to fight you." At this time, a young man stood up from the subordinates of the third prince Yong'an. This man was as thin as a bamboo pole and seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
But this person is Pan An, the number one master of the ghost hand under the third prince Yong'an. Although this person's name is Pan An, he looks nothing like Pan An, because this person looks extremely ugly and does not look like Pan An at all. .
"Hmph, you are not my opponent, so don't come here to make yourself uncomfortable." Kuangbiao said with disdain, looking very disdainful of Pan An.
"Really? You'll know if you've beaten your opponent before." As soon as Pan An finished speaking, he stepped forward, teleported to Kuangbiao, and punched him.
"Hmph." Kuangbiao snorted coldly, and punched him forward as well. He sneered in his heart, fighting with his own body, this guy simply didn't know how to live or die.
Sure enough, at this moment, Ghost Hand Pan An's body was knocked out, his arms even twisted into twists, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that Kuangbiao was a sinister guy who deliberately hid his strength, and Ghost Hand Pan An was indeed fooled.
Prince Xianle burst out laughing, "Kuaibiao, please be gentle, don't break the person, just teach him a lesson."
Kuangbiao chuckled, "I didn't expect it to be so weak. It's just like paper, hey."
Everyone rolled their eyes. This guy had hidden his strength before and was deliberately trying to trick people. He had the nerve to gloat over his misfortune.
At this moment, a palm suddenly stretched out from the void above Kuangbiao's head and grabbed his head. Pan An's palm had already recovered as before. For a master like him, this injury was nothing at all. .
Kuangbiao seemed to have planned it, so he punched him again, and the two of them started fighting each other. After more than ten rounds, Pan An was sent flying again, and his body was directly exploded.
A look of disdain appeared on Kuangbiao's face, "Hey! It's really too weak."
The third prince's face turned pale, "You..."
Prince Xianle laughed, "Third Prince, can't you find someone decent? He is too weak. Who are you looking down on?"
The fourth prince snorted and said to a young man beside him: "A Fei, go ahead."
Ah Fei nodded, stood up, came to Kuangbiao and clasped his fists, "A Fei, please advise." After saying that, he pulled out a big knife from his back with a clatter. As soon as the knife came out, it suddenly sounded like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. The blade seemed to subconsciously stay away from the clouds in the sky.
Generally speaking, people who carry swords on their backs are powerful swordsmen. After all, such people are either sword-mad or sword-mad.
Wang Dachun nodded. This Ah Fei's strength is pretty good. This is enough for Kuangbiao to drink a pot. Both of their divine power values are around 50. In this case, it depends on whose method is stronger.
Even Kuangbiao's expression turned serious, and he could tell that the young man in front of him was a powerful swordsman and a powerful enemy.
"Brush!" As soon as Ah Fei finished speaking, he immediately drew out his sword. As soon as he drew out his sword, the color of the sky and the earth changed. A bright sword light tore through the sky and the earth. A colorful divine dragon flew out from the sword light and pounced towards Kuangbiao.
This colorful dragon is so vivid that it even has whiskers.
"Good sword skills!" Kuangbiao's expression became solemn, and a half-moon shovel appeared in his hand. The half-moon shovel swung the same bright blade towards the dragon.
However, the sword light of the half-moon shovel couldn't stop Shenlong at all. He was scratched to pieces by Shenlong. He couldn't stop the sharp edge at all. He rushed towards Kuangbiao again, with sharp claws, and he grabbed Kuangbiao fiercely.
"Hmph." Kuangbiao sensed the danger, his body shook a thousand times in an instant, and he dodged a hundred meters away. The colorful dragon couldn't chase its target and eventually disappeared.
"I only draw three swords. If you can catch it, you win. The second sword is lightning!" A Fei said and unsheathed the sword again. This sword was so fast that even the naked eye could not see the way he drew it. Speed, his speed seems to have exceeded the speed of light.
With a pop, a head was thrown high into the sky, and this time Kuangbiao's head was cut off.
Soon, Kuangbiao grabbed the headless corpse and pressed his head on his neck. In the blink of an eye, the wound was restored to its original state. For masters like them, cutting off the head was not a serious injury at all. Only the godhead and innate essence were injured. Only when the spirit is damaged will it perish.
Prince Xianle said expressionlessly: "Kangbiao, you lose." Although his head was beheaded by Ah Fei just now, it was not a fatal injury, but if it was a life and death duel, Ah Fei would not give him a chance to breathe this time. So he killed him.
Prince Xianle looked at Ah Fei and smiled and said: "Your name is Ah Fei, right? It's very good. If you want to consider coming to my place, I will give you double the price."
The expression of the fourth prince changed, "Prince Xianle, you are poaching me in public. What you are doing is too unethical!"
It was really impolite for Prince Xianle to undermine the fourth prince in public. He didn't take the fourth prince seriously at all. This person really had a very perverse personality and did not act according to common sense.
"Haha, just a joke, just a joke, I hope the fourth prince doesn't mind." Then he snapped his fingers, and a man in black appeared out of thin air. This man in black seemed to be a ghost.
Even Wang Dachun didn't see where the man in black was hiding.
"Huh? He's from the ghost tribe." Although this person wore a skull mask on his face, his aura was very ghostly. Wang Dachun was really familiar with it. However, this person was hidden very well. Even Wang Dachun could see it for a while. Not beyond his depth.
With people from the ghost clan as subordinates, no one could say anything.
Prince Xianle said to the ghost master: "Guixiong, go and try A Fei's third sword. How strong is it?"
Guixiong nodded, hooked his fingers at Ah Fei, and said in a sinister tone: "Boy, use your most powerful sword skills, otherwise you will have no chance."
This person's voice was sinister and evil, like that of a demon from hell. Even in broad daylight, it made people's skin crawl.
"Really, I'm afraid you can't catch it." As soon as A Fei finished speaking, the third knife was already out, but as soon as he came out with the third knife, he found that a skull scepter was already placed on his neck.
Gui Xiong didn't know when he appeared behind A Fei and sneered, "You're too slow!"
