The Xuewu Dynasty was a major faction in the west of the Central Great Realm, ruling over the Demonic Dao.
Naturally, none of the Royal Court disciples were simple. There were no weaklings.
Ordinary people would not take the initiative to offend the Xuewu Dynasty's princes. Naturally, Xiao Chen would not do so, either.
However, the other party targeted Qing Chen and even sent an expert to infiltrate Azure Mountain Town.
Of the two experts, one was captured, and the other was killed. Since there was already a grudge, there was no need for Xiao Chen to overthink it.
Two days later, when the morning sun rose, an undisguised Demonic Might appeared outside the city.
Xiao Chen, Sang, and Qin Zhuolin sensed this aura at the same time.
The scarlet-clad, middle-aged man locked up in the dungeon also sensed this aura. He revealed an excited expression and said, "It's the Eighth Prince!"
There is hope now. Given the Eighth Prince's status and strength, Xiao Chen will not dare to hold back.
However, Sang brought the scarlet-clad, middle-aged man out before the scarlet-clad man could think.
After a while, Xiao Chen's group gathered. The scarlet-clad, middle-aged man, whose cultivation was sealed, was tossed to the side.
"Boom!"
Just at this moment, demonic clouds encased the entire Azure Mountain Town. The sky instantly darkened, blocking out the rising sun.
The villagers of Azure Mountain Town did not know what was going on, appearing confused.
The black demonic clouds contained a terrifying Demonic Might, inspiring panic. The heavy pressure made Xiao Chen's group somewhat uncomfortable.
Qin Zhuolin frowned slightly. "What a strong Demonic Might. Before this Eighth Prince shows himself, he is already putting on a show of strength."
A light flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes as he entered deep thought. The others did not know what he was thinking.
"Since the Eighth Prince is here, why not show yourself?"
Xiao Chen asked softly. His voice was not loud, but everyone in the city heard him clearly.
At the same time, Xiao Chen silently spread out his Dragon Might. The citizens immediately felt the pressure on them lessen significantly. When they heard Xiao Chen's voice, they calmed down.
"You are not qualified to meet me. Release my people, and I can pretend that nothing happened."
The Eighth Prince's voice was filled with majesty and anger as it echoed in the surroundings.
With each word, the Demonic Might that shrouded Qingshan Town intensified. The city was already on the verge of collapse.
"I'm afraid you have no choice but to show yourself."
Xiao Chen said indifferently. Behind Qingshan Town, a blood-colored bird appeared. Its feathers were as eye-catching as blood and glowed faintly. It opened its mouth and inhaled.
This was the Demon Blood Vulture!
However, the terrifying demonic clouds were great nourishment to the Demon Blood Vulture.
As soon as Xiao Chen gave the order, he immediately began to gobble it up. In a short while, the clouds were dispelled and the sun could be seen.
A figure appeared in the sky above Qingshan Town. He wore a blood-red robe, and the collar and cuffs of the robe were lined with gold. He looked gorgeous and noble.
With the Demon Blood Vulture sucking, Xiao Chen had no choice but to reveal himself even if he did not want to.
Xiu!
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of Xiao Chen's group, making their clothes flutter and hair flutter. They could not even open their eyes.
Amid a flash of red light, the Eighth Prince suddenly appeared before Xiao Chen's group. He showed a sullen expression, a murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
A Great Perfection Sovereign Personage!
This Eighth Prince's cultivation had already reached Great Perfection Sovereign Personage. Together with his Demonic Might and dynasty bloodline, his aura was heavy and oppressive.
However, Xiao Chen's group remained expressionless, appearing calm and at ease.
However, this Eighth Prince actually came alone. He did not have any guards or experts with him.
Xiao Chen did not know whether it was because he was skilled and bold or because there were experts hiding in the dark.
The Eighth Prince glanced indifferently at the scarlet-clad, middle-aged man. The other party felt somewhat embarrassed, not daring to meet the Eighth Prince's gaze.
Xiao Chen said calmly, "Name a price. If I'm satisfied, you can take this person away."
"Name a price?"
The Eighth Prince felt slightly stunned. Then, he mocked, "This should be the funniest joke I've ever heard. You are just a mixed-blood dragon chased out of the Divine Dragon Empire. To think that you dare to threaten me after capturing my people."
"Ka ca!"
Without any warning, the Eighth Prince suddenly appeared and flicked his finger.
A strand of scarlet energy shot out. Before the scarlet-clad, middle-aged man could react, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead.
With his cultivation sealed, the scarlet-clad, middle-aged man was like an ordinary person. He could not block the Eighth Prince's strike at all and died on the spot.
The scarlet-clad, middle-aged man fell to the ground, unable to get up. He died with his eyes wide open. He had thought that he was the Eighth Prince's trusted subordinate.
Who could have imagined that the Eighth Prince would not even spare him a few glances before killing him?
Sang and Qin Zhuolin felt somewhat shocked. Unexpectedly, the Eighth Prince was so ruthless.
"No one can threaten me, much less a trash. I thought that you were some incredible character. A mixed-blood dragon is just a mixed-blood dragon. Your vision is too low, and you are just a joke. I am here today, not for this trash but for the Extreme Yin Body in your city. Name a price, and I will take him away. "
The Eighth Prince showed an arrogant expression as he looked coldly at Xiao Chen, not caring about the other party at all.
Seeing the other party not saying anything, the Eighth Prince felt that he had been shocked by the other party's actions.
Indeed, the Eighth Prince had not seen much of the world. A Great Perfection Sovereign Personage was incredible. He could be considered an expert anywhere. However, there were many such Great Perfection Sovereign Personages in the Xuewu Dynasty. Killing one was not a big deal.
"Who allowed you to kill him?"
"What did you say?"
The Eighth Prince felt slightly stunned. He gave Xiao Chen a somewhat strange look. Xiao Chen's words sounded strange. Xiao Chen was just a subordinate with some royal bloodline. Did he need the Eighth Prince's permission to kill him?
"He is just trash. If I kill him, so be it. Do I need your permission?
"Even if he is trash, he is trash in my hands!"
"Boom!"
Before Xiao Chen finished speaking, he immediately executed the Supreme Dragon Fist and punched.
Dragon Might spread out from Xiao Chen's body. Together with the Ten Thousand Dragons Picture in his mind, this Dragon Fist was headless, both in form and spirit.
The Eighth Prince felt slightly startled. Without much time to think, he could only counter with a punch.
"Bang!"
The punch knocked the Eighth Prince back the moment they clashed. Blood leaked out of a corner of his lips.
Unexpectedly, the might of Xiao Chen's punch could possess such horrifying destructive power.
It did not seem like something a Small Perfection Sovereign Personage could execute.
The offensive power contained in the punch far surpassed the limits of a Small Perfection Sovereign Personage. The Eighth Prince looked at Xiao Chen in shock.
"You dare to attack me? You are seeking death! "
What shocked the Eighth Prince even more was that Xiao Chen, a prince of the Xuewu Dynasty, dared to attack him directly.
Demonic Might surged out of the Eighth Prince's body as he roared ferociously. An overwhelming might burst forth as he slammed the ground and ferociously launched himself at Xiao Chen.
"Whoosh!"
As the Eighth Prince moved, his vast aura instantly crushed the hall where Xiao Chen and the others were into rubble.
A strange scarlet light flowed on the Eighth Prince's body, enveloping him like water.
"Xiao Chen, this is the Blood Demon Armor. It is very hard to break. Don't clash head-on with him." Qin Zhuolin recognized this strange Martial Technique, so he warned Xiao Chen to avoid the Eighth Prince's attack for now and not clash head-on with the counterattacking Eighth Prince.
However, Xiao Chen ignored Qin Zhuolin. He directly executed the Supreme Dragon Fist's second move, storing up power.
Xiao Chen had already converted fifty percent of his Blue Dragon bloodline, and a Ten Thousand Dragons Picture appeared in his mind. Now that Xiao Chen executed the top offensive Secret Technique of the Dragon Race, he could no longer be compared to the past. The Supreme Dragon Fist's might appeared in his hand.
Thousands of dragon images gathered on Xiao Chen's body. When he punched, he knocked back the Eighth Prince, who was charging over with overwhelming Demonic Might.
"Third move, Heaven Dragon, No Regrets!"
Lofty sentiments and righteousness gathered in Xiao Chen's heart. This punch, No Regrets, Heaven Dragon!
"Fourth move, Raging at the Unfair Heaven!"
The lofty sentiments and righteousness turned into rage. The world changed color, and the rage in Xiao Chen's heart shook the sky.
"Bang!"
When Xiao Chen executed the Supreme Dragon Fist's fourth move, the Eighth Prince's Blood Demon Armor turned into a pool of blood with a 'crack', forcibly breaking.
The Eighth Prince vomited a mouthful of blood, and his complexion instantly paled. His Blood Demon Armor actually broke.
Qin Zhuolin, who was at the side, also felt greatly startled. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen was so ferocious, directly breaking the Blood Demon Armor.
"Damn it! Blood Hell Demonic Eyes! "
The Eighth Prince roared furiously. His eyes glared, and blood leaked out. The Eighth Prince looked sinister and terrifying. Strange golden talisman seals appeared in the depths of his eyes.
"Xiao Chen, this is the Xuewu Dynasty's Secret Technique. Once it is executed, it can summon out the endless blood hell that the Xuewu Dynasty refined. That is the blood hell that the Xuewu Demonic Monarch led three thousand Demonic Venerates to refine. Once trapped in there, only death awaits! "
Qin Zhuolin's expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen could force the Eighth Prince into such a miserable state.
In just a few moves, Xiao Chen even had to execute the Secret Technique.
"All of you will die. None of you can escape. You have angered me!"
The Eighth Prince showed a ferocious expression. The blood hell image in the depths of his eyes slowly enlarged. Scarlet lightning continuously tore through the sky. A strong wind blew, kicking up sand and rocks. It looked like the end of the world.
However, Xiao Chen did not panic. He calmly drew his saber, using Martial and Soul as One to execute only one saber strike.
Aside from the saber in Xiao Chen's hand, only black and white remained in this world.
"Pu ci!"
The Eighth Prince cried out miserably. His eyes popped, pierced by the dazzling saber light.
The Eighth Prince covered his eyes with both hands, feeling excruciating pain. Then, he screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Imperial Uncle, help me kill him! Kill him! My eyes are blind!"
Qin Zhuolin and Sang Li recovered from their shock. Their expressions changed drastically. There is someone else here?
"Plop!"
While the Eighth Prince felt bewildered, an old man fell to the ground in a sorry state. Chu Xiang and an old woman slowly descended with Qing Chen in the air.
Qin Zhuolin could not help feeling startled. It turned out that the Eighth Prince had used demonic clouds to envelop Azure Mountain Town at the start.
The Eighth Prince wanted his Imperial Uncle to silently take Qing Chen away.
However, the Eighth Prince did not know that Xiao Chen had already come up with a countermeasure. Not only did the Eighth Prince lose his eyes, but his situation was also worrying.
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