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Chapter 603

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The scapegoats captured by the Zhao Family were also forced to attack and fight against the cultivators of the three sects.

However, they were not in the mood to fight.

The key to victory was the battle strength of a Golden Core cultivator.

It was meaningless for them to fight to the death, so they might as well save their own lives.

At this time, two fourth-grade flying warships and two late-stage Golden Core cultivators of the Myriad Spirit Sect surrounded the Sixth Prince's carriage.

The Zhao Family wanted to stop them, but they were held back by the cultivators of the three sects.

In particular, the late-stage Golden Core cultivator who came with the Cruel Sun Palace's palace master could match Zhao Lingjiang in a one-on-one battle.

No wonder the Cruel Sun Palace was the leader of the three great sects in the past.

The flying warships and cultivators of the three great sects were already five kilometers away from the Sixth Prince's carriage.

The Sixth Prince's strength was not bad. He was known for his talent in cultivation back then, so his fighting strength should not be bad.

However, facing two cultivators of the same level and two fourth-grade mid-grade flying warships at the same time was not something that could be achieved with just a little bit of fighting strength.

Previously, Zhao Lingjiang relied on his sect's inheritance to suppress the Underworld Sect. That was why he was able to withstand the attack of the formation and severely injure the Underworld Sect's mid-stage Golden Core cultivator and the refined corpse of the same level.

Zhao Lingjiang was already one of the top cultivators of the same level. Even if the Sixth Prince was stronger than him, there was a limit to it.

The Myriad Spirit Sect cultivators were about to attack when a thunderous water-type spiritual energy fluctuation came from the Sixth Prince's carriage.

Then, a water-blue figure flew out from the Sixth Prince's carriage.

He waved his longsword and a water-blue sword ray slashed at the flying warship and the two Golden Core cultivators of the Myriad Spirit Sect.

The sword ray came from the north to the south. The flying warship closer to the north was cut in half and none of the cultivators on the ship survived.

The flying warship was very strong and had a defensive formation.

It was much harder to damage a flying warship than to kill a cultivator of the same level.

Even so, the fourth-grade mid-grade flying warship was unable to withstand the sword ray.

However, the flying warship also consumed the sword ray's power and bought some time for the others.

The two Myriad Spirit Sect cultivators hurriedly used their escape techniques and successfully escaped.

The other flying warship at the southernmost point was the furthest away and easily dodged the attack.

Although there was, the blue figure shouted out, "I am Minister of Zhao, Zhao Jing Guo. Anyone who dares to offend me will be killed without mercy."

Hearing this, the cultivators of the Zhao Clan were very excited, while the others were confused.

Zhao Jingguo looked to be in his thirties, and he didn't have any rotten aura on him. He shouldn't be too old.

Zhao Lingjiang smiled and said, "So Little Uncle is here, then there's no need to be afraid."

The Palace Master of the Cruel Sun Palace laughed, "I was wondering who it was, so it's the son of the last official of the State of Zhao.

Your father is indeed powerful. His strength is second only to Zhao Lie Emperor.

Back then, when you were just a Zifu Disciple, you fled the capital with a group of juniors of the Zhao Clan. I didn't think much of it and only sent a few Zifu Disciples to chase after you.

I didn't expect you to become a spirit after five hundred years.

Today, I will make up for the mistakes I made in the past. "

After saying that, he took out a long sword.

This long sword was golden in color and was of the fire attribute.

The spine of the sword was made from the bones of some kind of spirit beast, while the rest of the sword was made from some kind of transparent golden spirit material.

Luo Jiuyou looked at the sword and smiled, "Old Geezer Goldsun, you're really generous. You even took out the Cruel Sun Sword."

Hearing that it was the Cruel Sun Sword, everyone was shocked.

The Cruel Sun Sword was the personal weapon of the founder of the Cruel Sun Palace, Reverend Cruel Sun. It was said that it was made from a piece of bone of the Golden Crow.

As such, the Cruel Sun Sword could release a trace of the power of the sun's truefire.

Of course, no one believed this.

They all believed that the bone of the Cruel Sun Sword belonged to some kind of demon beast with the bloodline of the Golden Crow.

Before Reverend Cruel Sun died, he shattered his golden core and fused it with the Cruel Sun Sword.

He also used a secret technique to fuse all of the Cruel Sun Sword's runes with the Golden Crow's bone.

As such, the juniors could refine the Cruel Sun Sword for their own use and release the power of the Cruel Sun Sword.

The Cruel Sun Sword was second only to the Seal of Mountains and Rivers in the State of Zhao. In addition, the higher-ups of the Cruel Sun Palace were very strong in battle.

With the Cruel Sun Sword, Reverend Cruel Sun might not be weaker than Zhao Jingguo.

He flew toward the Sixth Prince's carriage with the sword in hand, golden light swirling around his body.

A moment later, golden flames ignited on the longsword.

He swung the longsword with force, and a giant sword made of golden flames appeared out of thin air, slashing toward the Sixth Prince's carriage.

The Sixth Prince's carriage had already activated its defensive array and started to dodge.

Zhao Jingguo put away the longsword in his hand and held it with both hands.

Then, a blue longsword appeared out of thin air.

There was a blue True Dragon swimming on the longsword, faintly emitting the power of lightning.

This was the Man and Sword as One. He didn't use the longsword, but directly used a sword cultivation spell.

He loosened his hands and pointed at the golden flame sword in the air.

The two swords clashed and were in a stalemate for a moment.

The blue longsword shattered, and the flame sword didn't have much power left. Reverend Cruel Sun had the upper hand in this move.

The remaining power of the flame sword slashed toward the Sixth Prince's carriage.

The Sixth Prince's carriage had a large cabin, so it was inconvenient to dodge and couldn't avoid the attack.

The somewhat dim flame sword slashed the warship, breaking the defensive array.

The flame sword's power was exhausted, and it turned into golden flames that scattered on the warship. The magnificent cabin also burned.

Zhao Jingguo cupped his hands and said, "I was incompetent and couldn't wipe out the rebels, causing Your Majesty's carriage to be damaged."

An emotionless voice sounded, "It's fine."

Then, a water dragon flew out of the cabin and stopped in midair.

The water dragon dispersed, and a middle-aged cultivator wearing a blue dragon robe with a longsword at his waist appeared.

This person had a long beard and a dignified appearance, but there was a sinister look on his face.

This was the Sixth Prince, but the twelve crowns on his head had been replaced by a white jade crown with dragon patterns.

He held the Seal of Mountains and Rivers in his right hand and pressed the hilt of his sword with both hands. He said loudly, "Cultivators of the three sects, those who surrender will be let bygones be bygones, and those who betray will be rewarded land."

The cultivators of the three sects looked disdainful. Master Jinyang asked, "Old Ghost Xuanming, are you going to kill this long-legged prince or should I?"

The Myriad Spirit Sect's Sect Master smiled. "You deal with Zhao Jingguo, and the Zhao family's inheritance restrains the Netherworld Sect, so I can only do it."

Then, his right hand stroked the Yin and Yang Ring on his left hand, and a giant turtle more than three hundred meters long appeared in front of him.

This turtle was jet-black, and it emitted a strong water spiritual energy and pure Yin Qi.

Master Jinyang smiled. "I've always been curious. You raised a dragon bastard with a bad bloodline, but why is it called Master Xuanming? It turns out that you were hiding a Netherwater Black Turtle.

With this guy, Daoyou will surpass Master Yulong soon. "

The Netherwater Black Turtle was also a half-divine beast, so its bloodline couldn't be too low.

When breaking through to the fourth rank, there would definitely be a bloodline heavenly tribulation.

In this way, it would definitely have a minor divine ability.

A half-divine beast with a minor divine ability would rarely be a match for a human cultivator of the same rank who had comprehended a minor divine ability.

Even Wang Daoyuan wasn't confident in taking down the Netherwater Black Turtle without using all his trump cards.

However, this Netherwater Black Turtle was only of the fourth rank.

Otherwise, the Zhao family cultivators wouldn't have to fight.

The Sixth Prince could also use his family's unique skill and escape to Linhai Prefecture.

Even if it was of the fourth rank, with the strength of the turtle shell, late-stage Golden Core cultivators would find it difficult to hurt him.

Moreover, this was the Three River Market. The place where the three rivers intersected was the home ground of the Netherwater Black Turtle.

The Sixth Prince's spiritual energy surged as he threw out the Seal of Mountains and Rivers and injected all his spiritual energy into it.

A moment later, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers grew to three hundred meters square.

He controlled the Seal of Mountains and Rivers and smashed it at the Netherwater Black Turtle.

Master Xuanming's expression was indifferent, while the Netherwater Black Turtle let out a low roar as if it was panting.

Then, the river water within a hundred miles seemed to boil and gathered toward the Netherwater Black Turtle.

Three hundred meters above him, a three-thousand-meter-long Black Turtle phantom formed.

Master Xuanming also injected spiritual energy into the Black Turtle phantom to help the Netherwater Black Turtle block the attack.

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