818 第818章 被群殴 (1/2)
Chapter 818 - Group Beating
The area around the Blue Serpent King Wei Jing was covered in multi-colored lights that could be seen from extremely far away.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Powerful auras one after another started to close in.
”Hahaha…! They found the purple-haired thieves already?” A bald male in black battle robes roared as he closed in.
Half-step Kings and Kings from Grand Duke Yuan's Palace, the Shi Family, and the Dong Family were on their way as well.
The first to arrive were Zhao Yufei, the wrinkled elder, and the Thirteenth Prince.
Brother Feng, have you appeared? Zhao Yufei turned into a streak of purple; she was the fastest.
Jiu Wuji spread a pair of black flaming wings behind his back and summoned a chaotic gust of wind as he came in from the other direction.
The geniuses all saw the signal and thought that they had found the purple-haired thieves. However, when they arrived, they realized that the aura of the target was extremely strong, and it made their bloodlines tremble.
”Brother Ninth Prince…! Why are you here?”
”Oh my god! The number one genius of the Shi Family, Shi Xin, was killed by the Blue Serpent King!”
Some geniuses couldn't help but exclaim.
Zhao Yufei and Jiu Wuji both paused as they felt the terrifying aura from the Blue Serpent King Wei Jing.
Sou! Sou! Sou!
The experts arrived and surrounded the Blue Serpent King Wei Jing.
What's going on? Did I fall into a trap set by the geniuses of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty…? The Blue Serpent King Wei Jing was also dazed. He just slayed a King, and suddenly a bunch of experts appeared.
This is great, but… who are these purple-haired thieves? The Ninth Prince was overjoyed as well as puzzled. Was it a coincidence?
”Purple-haired thieves… could it be…?” the Blue Serpent King Wei Jing couldn't help but remember the two that had escaped from his domain.
So that's how it is. The Ninth Prince soon understood. The purple-haired Zhao Feng told him to run in this direction because he knew there was a strong group of ”reinforcements.”
”Everyone, team up and kill the Blue Serpent King Wei Jing!” Battle-intent surged in the Ninth Prince's heart as he slashed out with his ancient green lightning sword, sending arcs of lightning forward to slice and trap Wei Jing. At this moment, his goal was no longer to run but instead to kill Wei Jing.
”Incomplete Heaven-grade Stance – Ten Thousand Withering Palm!” The wrinkled elder next to the Thirteenth Prince thrust out his palms, sending a large blurry image of a palm toward the Blue Serpent King's domain.
Not good! Wei Jing's expression changed slightly. He felt his bloodline domain start to wither, and the power was even about to affect the Blue Serpent Bloodline in his body.
Being the personal bodyguard of the Thirteenth Prince, the wrinkled elder was personally appointed by the Sacred Emperor himself, so he was an elite amongst those at the same cultivation.
”Sacred Emperor's Sword!” The Thirteenth Prince in his purple-golden battle robes took out a golden sword that was surrounded by draconic images.
At this instant, the surging power of an Emperor shot toward the Blue Serpent King. Incredibly, the pressure of this attack from the Sacred Emperor's Sword was close to an Emperor's even though the Thirteenth Prince was just a half-step King.
Shua!
The beam of sword-light surrounded by draconic images sliced into the rain domain and left a bloody mark on Wei Jing's blue scales.
”As expected of the Sacred Emperor's Sword. What power!”
”If it was used in the territory of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty, it could've summoned the Supreme Dragon Providence, and its power would've been twice as much….”
The newly-arrived elites' hearts shook. After all, the Thirteenth Prince was only a half-step King and yet he was able to use the Sacred Emperor's Sword to summon such power.
”Hahaha…! Die, bastard!” the Thirteenth Prince roared. He wanted to show off in front of Zhao Yufei.
Zhao Yufei arrived at this moment.
Boom~~~~!
The purple figure seemed to start burning like a flaming purple meteor, and she disturbed the Yuan Qi nearby. At the same time, a purple-colored dimension seemed to materialize.
”Little World!” Wei Jing exclaimed. His expression changed dramatically as his domain was instantly crushed.
Bam~~~
An explosion that seemed to shake the Nine Heavens sounded as a thousand-yard-deep crater was left in the ground.
”So, that's Zhao Yufei's true strength? How much potential does the bloodline of the Spiritual Race – ranked 19th among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races – have?” The wrinkled elder was stunned as he kept attacking.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More and more experts started to gather. The Ninth Prince and experts from the Jiang Family, the Dong Family, Grand Duke Yuan's Palace, and other forces all unleashed attacks.