As soon as Wu Liang landed, he pointed at Zu An and cursed angrily: "You brat, you're really heartless! Aren't you just sending me to my death?"
Zuan sneered, "You fatso, who's as ruthless as you? You're perfectly fine, but you're pretending to be seriously injured, trying to make us and Prince Jinwu suffer heavy losses together."
Seeing that his trick had been seen through, Wu Liang showed no remorse: "I was indeed seriously injured. I only survived because of my ancestral life-saving skills."
Zuan chuckled. You can't believe a single word that fatso says.
At this moment, Prince Jinwu had already recognized Zu'an and his group, and said through gritted teeth, "It's you!"
The Golden Crow Prince's anger level increased by 444...
Zuan smiled slightly: "We two really are destined to meet. How many times have we met now?"
Prince Jinwu's breath hitched, clearly recalling the humiliation and fear of being defeated by him twice before.
However, he quickly said arrogantly, "I know you are very proud. That's right, I admit that you do have some skills. In the two previous encounters, I was either countered by your techniques or ambushed, and I lost to you both times. But you shouldn't have come to me to die at this time."
Zu An's heart stirred: "It seems you just gained a lot from this demon ancestor statue, and your power has greatly increased, right?"
"Hmph, normally if I pass the trial normally, my combat power can increase several times, and I won't be much worse than my father. But I didn't expect you to ruin the trial ceremony," Crown Prince Jinwu said through gritted teeth. "But it doesn't matter, it's enough to suppress you now."
"Kid's pretty arrogant." Yun Jianyue couldn't stand his cocky attitude, so she moved like lightning and slapped him with her palm.
Wu Liang's eyes widened in disbelief. This palm strike looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, he felt it contained boundless Daoist charm that even he couldn't comprehend. This woman's cultivation level didn't seem high, so how could she unleash such an artistic palm strike? Just who was she?
The Golden Crow Prince sneered, "Overestimating yourself!"
At the same time, he threw a punch, and a large ball of golden crow holy fire rose from his fist, directly overcoming skill with force.
As their fists and palms clashed, Yun Jianyue's expression changed. After all, she was seriously injured, and the cultivation she could use now had its limits. No matter how good her skills were, she could not make up for the huge gap in strength.
She was directly pushed back by the counterattack, and the Golden Crow Prince pressed his advantage, hoping to subdue her and eliminate one of the threats.
Unexpectedly, the other party flicked his sleeve, seemingly using something to stop him, causing his blood and qi to surge.
"Huh, what's the background of this woman?" Now, Prince Jinwu had the same question as Wu Liang.
At this moment, Wu Liang shouted, "At this point, let's forget about the rules of the martial world. If we alert the outsiders, none of us will survive."
After saying that, he rushed forward first. He clearly knew that if he didn't move, the others would doubt him and wouldn't go all out.
"You're courting death!" The Golden Crow Prince unleashed a torrent of Golden Crow Sacred Flame, engulfing his opponent. The special armor on this guy seemed to be able to defend against his sword energy; let's see if he can withstand the heat of the flames.
"Hey, what are you all standing there for? Do you want to all die here?" Wu Liang screamed from the burns and hurriedly shouted at Zu An and the others.
Zuan said to the girls, "Let's deal with this Golden Crow Prince first, and save some of our strength in case this fatso suddenly tries to ambush us."
The women nodded; they were all seasoned veterans and knew their place.
Seeing the group attacking together, Prince Jinwu snorted, and his wings suddenly spread open, the feathers transforming into countless golden sword energies that slashed and killed the group.
Zuan's expression changed. He had experienced this Blazing Sun Sword Formation before when he was with the Serpent Clan, but its power back then was many times weaker than it is now.
Not only were there more sword energies, but each sword energy was also thicker and larger, containing a sharp sense of destruction. Even from a distance, one could feel a stinging sensation on their skin, as if a golden ocean was surging in.
Zuan instantly unleashed the Azure Phoenix Sword Formation, sending a barrage of azure sword energy to meet the attack.
The Azure Phoenix Sword Formation originally had a great deal of sword energy, but this time, it seemed so sparse in the face of that golden ocean.
He could only block some of them; the rest of the golden sword energy attacked the others.
Wu Liang once again curled his body into a ball of flesh, revealing the hard armor that had been on his back.
However, this time the sword energy was much more powerful than before. Many of the sword energies struck the hard armor, producing a metallic clang, which made him grimace in pain.
Meanwhile, the other sword energy and flames took the opportunity to attack his exposed weak points, trying to find an opening and exploit it.
Wu Liang was in a flurry of activity, but thanks to the hard armor on his back and the Mountain-Piercing Claw he had obtained from the Suihou Tomb, he was still able to manage.
When Yu Yanluo saw the sword energy coming from all directions, she immediately summoned the "Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map" and absorbed the sword energy into its special world.
However, her expression quickly changed as a lot of sword energy rushed out from the Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map.
Her cultivation level was far inferior to that of the Golden Crow Prince at this time, so it was difficult for the world within the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Painting to contain a more powerful force.
However, after this obstruction, the power of those sword energies was greatly reduced.
A red light appeared in Yu Yanluo's eyes. The previously invisible sword energy in front of her paused, then petrified at a visible speed. Finally, it could no longer be controlled by the Golden Crow Prince and fell heavily to the ground, turning into countless dust particles.
Facing the sword energy from all directions, Yan Xuehen lightly tapped her Flying Snow Sword, causing snowflakes to fall three feet around her. Any sword energy that entered her vicinity turned into ice sculptures and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
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