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"Sizzle …."

The two finger seals collided with each other. Although Jin Yang's golden lightning palm print appeared to be much more powerful, it was now shattering inch by inch in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Jin Yang also felt that something was amiss, and his expression greatly changed.

At this moment, Jin Yang's expression became astounded once more. The originally arrogant and disdainful expression on his face seemed to have frozen in place.

"Sizzle …."

A hand seal shot out from thin air and closed in on Jin Yang, locking him in place.

Du Shaomu's body stretched out and appeared in a strange and unpredictable manner. He appeared so fast that no one present noticed him, including that ordinary old man who was not far away.

A claw print wrapped around Jin Yang's neck like an eagle trying to catch a chicken.

"Heavens …."

In this world, everyone held their breath, their hearts stopped.

The prince was so powerful.

The Crown Prince only existed in legends. He was peerless in style and had shocked the world!

But now, that prince was caught by that arrogant man with one hand around his neck like a hawk catching a chicken.

In the sky, Du Shaomu held Jin Yang's neck, cold and dignified.

At this moment, the depths of Jin Yang's eyes could not be described with words. It was unclear whether it was fear, shock, or disbelief.

At this moment, every view of the world that he had ever had since he was young shattered inch by inch.

"Kid, release the prince, or you will not be able to beg for death!"

The old man came back to his senses, and the expression in his eyes was no longer the same as that of Jin Yang.

The Crown Prince was actually captured alive. Was the enemy even human? How is this possible?

However, the reality was right in front of him. The prince, Jin Yang, was being held in the hands of the man like an ant.

"Like I said, I'll wipe you out like an ant!"

As he finished his sentence, a cracking sound came from Jin Yang's neck.

"Sizzle …."

Blood spurted out, Du Shaomu directly broke Jin Yang's neck, breaking his head and neck into two.

It was clean, simple and overbearing, sharp and bloody!

Blood spurted out. The blood of the prince was especially bright, shining through the sky.

"Long!"

In that instant, the sky and earth changed color.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were churning. Thunder and lightning were flashing in the sky. It was as if he was mourning the death of a prince!

When the prince had fallen, even the world had changed color!

Even at death's door, Jin Yang could not understand what was happening. He thought that he would be able to overthrow the world, but he never thought that he would end up like this. He didn't even know how he died.

Heavenly Grade Talent, the Emperor's son.

This was the world's most dazzling identity. However, at this moment, it had been completely annihilated. Its neck had been easily snapped like this.

Countless people were speechless, their hearts beating fast.

A prince, a Heavenly Grade Talent, was exterminated just like that.

Many people still had not recovered from their shock.

Including Bei Goongliu, Saint Jade Cloud, Saint Flaming Blade, Saint treasured medicine, and an ancient Saint.

They knew more than anyone else, and knew more than anyone else about the Empire. Because of this, they found it even more difficult to believe.

Prince was killed just like that!

Many people were dumbstruck, feeling as if they were in a dream.

Countless people found it difficult to speak. They were all shocked speechless!

Glimmers danced in the eyes of Lee Ling'er, Cheng Huihui, and Yue Yuv.

Mr Mo's temper seemed to be even better than Du Shaomu's.

"Ah …"

The ordinary old man also came back to his senses. He immediately let out a loud angry roar, and his gaze maliciously crumbled. In an instant, his killing intent surged. His eyes were filled with fear and hatred, but even more so with uncontrollable killing intent.

Prince, this is a prince, ah. He was killed just like this, right in front of his eyes.

"Bastard, you shall be the one to exterminate the Nine Clans!"

The ordinary old man made his move, his eyes brimming with killing intent. He dashed forwards, the aura of a Ninth Layer Saint Ruler bursting forth from his body.

The old man raised his fist into the air, and the sky and earth lost their color. A strange scene appeared in the sky, and along with the frightening scene of the sun and moon sinking, the entire space began to tremble!

This old man was too strong, he was probably not too far away from becoming a saint, and he had a terrifying aura about him!

"Scram!"

At that moment, Du Shaomu lightly yelled and an overbearing aura surged out from his body. On the surface, there was the roar of a demon. The overbearing aura was wrapped around him and instead of retreating, he directly collided with it.

At that moment, a strange scene appeared on Du Shaomu's body. On the surface of his body, akin to a roaring demon, terrifying overflowing sword energy surged out.

At this moment, many experts' eyes were trembling, and their pupils constricted.

The young man was now in the shape of a monstrous, ferocious sword.

The sword qi filled the air, cutting apart the heavens and splitting the earth.

In the eyes of the crowd, countless gazes were fixated on Qin Wentian as the two silhouettes clashed against each other.

"Weng!"

The sky rumbled, and divine light was released. The heaven and earth shook violently, and the entire plain began to shake.

"Sizzle …."

The crowd was shocked to see that the old man that walked out from the Emperor's land had been forced back, and traces of blood appeared on his palms.2

The young man was also shaken back, but the situation was clearly much better.

"Long!"

Du Shaomu stabilized his retreat. At this moment, his body was already at the first level of the Martial Saint Realm.

These days in the Eternal Land, Du Shaomu's cultivation climbed another level, stepping into the first level of the Martial Saint Realm!

"God, is this true?"

Countless people in all directions were boiling. All of them were trembling with disbelief and shock!

Such a young man was already at the first level of the Martial Saint Realm.

What was even more shocking was that this man, who was at the first level of the Martial Saint Realm, was actually able to repel a ninth level Martial Saint expert from the Di Clan.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed it!

"This must not be real, this must be an illusion!"

"No one can be so crazy, this must be a dream!"

Many people could not believe what they had just seen.

The first realm of Martial Saint heavily injured a ninth level Martial Saint.

Furthermore, he was a ninth level Martial Saint from the Di Clan.

How terrifying was this!

"Gu Gu …"

Meng Jiao and Meng Meng were both speechless. Mr Mo was actually this fierce!

Lee Ling'er and the rest were also speechless. This senior Mr Mo was actually this powerful?

An expert at the ninth level of the Martial Saint Realm was also injured in one move.

The old man stopped his retreat. At this moment, he looked at the depths of Du Shaomu's eyes again and his pupils violently contracted.

The Qi and Blood Primordial Spirit on this man's body proved that his real age was definitely not old.

However, this man was actually so much stronger than Prince Jin Yang.

This was too terrifying, how could such a terrifying existence exist in this world!

The old man from the Di Clan knew better than anyone else about the last strike.

The man's body and the Sword Intent seemed to have become one, with a terrifying flesh and the Sword Intent had reached the stage of slashing the heavens and splitting the earth. The two seemed to have become one, and if not for the fact that he had some skill, he would probably be on the verge of death.

In fact, it was true.

In Heavenly Martial Sect, Du Shaomu's Ancient Witch Divine Body had already reached the Great Circle of the True God Stage.

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