Knowing how powerful Zi Feng was, Jiang Wang dared not resist in the slightest. He could only bring up his father, Jiang Yi, hoping to gain Zi Feng's mercy.
"Do you think I need your loyalty?" Zi Feng shook his head, a mocking smile curving his lips. "Since your Jiang royal family is so despicable, wanting to seize my wealth, then you should pay the corresponding price."
"You're trying to kill me!" Jiang Wang's eyes flashed with intense anger.
"Enough with the nonsense." Zi Feng curled his lip. "Submit to me sooner, and you can live a few more years. Otherwise, even if I spare your life, you'll still die."
“You…” Jiang Wang’s eyes flashed with resentment, “You want to kill me? Dream on!”
boom!
A blood-red crystal appeared between Jiang Wang's eyebrows, containing surging blood energy. As the blood crystal lit up, a terrifying aura spread out, causing the air to freeze and the temperature of the entire area to drop sharply.
"The source of bloodline—Blood Spirit Crystal!" Jiang Wang gritted his teeth, stretched out his arms, and a blood-red light enveloped his body.
Whoosh!
The next moment, a flash of blood appeared, and Jiang Wang disappeared from the spot.
"Huh?" Zi Feng was slightly surprised, then snorted coldly, "Bloodline fusion secret technique? Too bad, I already saw through your plan. Trying to play tricks on me?"
"Stop right there!" A sharp glint flashed in Zi Feng's eyes, and then an invisible force spread out, sealing off this area.
Buzz~
Suddenly, Jiang Wang's body froze, as if blocked by a boulder, unable to break free.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Jiang Wang exclaimed in shock.
Zi Feng smiled contemptuously and said indifferently, "You are not worthy of my effort. You'd better obediently offer up the Blood Spirit Crystal!"
Jiang Wang's face darkened: "You little bastard, I advise you not to push me!"
"I gave you a chance, but you missed it!" A mocking glint flashed in Zi Feng's eyes. "I'll give you another chance. Offer up the Blood Spirit Crystal, and I'll spare your life."
Jiang Wang was furious, and his face contorted with rage.
He was of noble status; when had he ever been threatened like this before?
But at this moment, he had no choice, unless he didn't want to live anymore!
Jiang Wang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Okay, I promise you!"
With that, he flicked his finger, and a blood-red crystal shot out, landing in Zi Feng's palm. "This is a Blood Spirit Crystal, take it!"
"Hmm?" Zi Feng raised an eyebrow, not expecting Jiang Wang to be so straightforward.
"Hahaha..." Suddenly, Jiang Wang burst into wild laughter, his eyes revealing a deep resentment.
"Blood Spirit Crystals are precious, but compared to my life, they are insignificant!"
“I am the third prince of the royal family, the future emperor. How could I ruin my future for a mere Blood Spirit Crystal?” Jiang Wang sneered. “I will find an opportunity to kill you after I leave this place.”
"Foolish!" Upon hearing this, Zi Feng couldn't help but let a mocking smile appear on his face.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Wang frowned slightly.
"My meaning is simple." Zi Feng shrugged, a hint of pity in his eyes. "What you just used wasn't bloodline magic!"
"Not a bloodline technique?" Jiang Wang was taken aback, then overjoyed.
No wonder he didn't feel the expected pain when that punch landed on his chest.
It turns out that the attack just now wasn't a bloodline technique!
Thinking of this, Jiang Wang felt invigorated. As long as it wasn't a bloodline technique, he was confident he could kill Zi Feng.
After all, bloodline techniques consume a great deal of blood energy, and even with Zi Feng's high level of cultivation, he definitely couldn't sustain it for long.
"Heh, since it's not a bloodline technique, then I'm relieved." Jiang Wang chuckled coldly, his body trembled, and he transformed into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Zi Feng.
At the same time, he took out a long sword, swung it to create a series of dense phantoms, and stabbed at Zi Feng.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Sword energies whistled through the air, sharp and menacing, tearing through the sky and causing the air to emit a sharp, piercing friction sound.
"As expected of an eighth-grade alchemist, this attack is not weak." Seeing the countless sword shadows coming, Zi Feng remained calm and took a step to the side to dodge.
Swish swish swish swish...
The chilling sword lights missed their mark, piercing the soil and leaving countless sword marks on the ground.
"Such fast movement." Jiang Wang's expression changed drastically. He never expected that in the blink of an eye, Zi Feng's figure had moved to the other side.
This speed is beyond reason and completely defies convention; even a cultivator at the peak of the seventh level of the Innate Realm cannot achieve it.
"Could it be... that you are at the eighth level of the Innate Realm?"
Jiang Wang's face was as pale as paper. He never expected that Zi Feng's combat power would be so strong.
However, he did not give up the fight.
*Sizzle!*
With a flick of his wrist, he sent hundreds of sharp arrows flying out, covering the sky like locusts and obscuring the view.
At the same time, his muscles bulged, like rocks, radiating intense heat.
Rumble!
The arrows exploded as they approached his body, turning into billowing flames.
"Let's see where you run!" Jiang Wang shouted coldly, flapping his wings and creating a gust of wind that swept out.
Boom boom boom boom...
A violent surge of energy raged, like a thunderclap, causing the surrounding mountains and forests to tremble violently.
call out!
A fierce light surged in Jiang Wang's eyes, and he transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Zi Feng.
Zi Feng remained calm and composed, extending his palm and unleashing hundreds of palm strikes in an instant. Each palm print was filled with an overbearing aura, seemingly capable of shattering everything.
Pfft!
Jiang Wang screamed in agony as his body was thrown back, his internal organs injured, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His eyes were filled with horror and disbelief. He used his secret technique, burning his bloodline power, and his strength was comparable to that of a ninth-level innate martial artist, yet he was still no match for Zi Feng.
Zi Feng's power terrified him.
"Run!" Jiang Wang didn't dare to linger and turned to flee.
However, before he had run two meters away, he felt a chill down his spine.
Jiang Wang felt a chill run down his spine, turned around abruptly, and his pupils contracted sharply.
Pfft!
A snow-white dagger was plunged deep into Jiang Wang's left shoulder. Bright red blood dripped down the dagger, staining his clothes and making the dagger appear exceptionally scarlet and glaring.
Hiss!
In an instant, a collective gasp of astonishment filled the air.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, their eyeballs almost popping out.
"How is this possible?" Everyone's throats twitched, and their Adam's apples trembled wildly.
In that instant, they clearly saw Jiang Wang being grabbed by the back by Zi Feng and then stabbed through his body with a knife.
All of this was so unbelievable that it left the crowd bewildered.
You should know that Jiang Wang is a seventh-level innate martial artist!
Jiang Wang's level of skill is the most formidable among the group, even Zi Feng has to avoid his sharp edge and look up to him.
More importantly, Jiang Wang is a bloodline sorcerer, possessing special bloodline power.
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