Inside the golden chariot, those overbearing eyes suddenly rolled with terrifying light, sweeping out like two beams of sky, a kind of terrifying power overflowed!
Obviously, the three princes also heard what Ye Wuque really ant!
Have been nakedly despised!
The seventh prince on the other side still smiled indifferently, but in his heart he couldn't help but praise Ye Wuwei!
"Grandmaster Que is Grandmaster Que, and everyone is so murderous without seeing blood!"
Shenyou Diji's pair of beautiful eyes also looked at Ye Wuque again at this mont, and what they contained was still deeply stunning!
"What a mighty power! How co Brother Three, you won't be angry anymore?"
The seventh prince's tily voice sounded, as if with an unbelievable aning, looking at the golden chariot in the distance, no one with a discerning eye could tell this was a mockery.
Imdiately, the horrible aura disappeared. Inside the golden chariot, the third prince regained his calm. With a rumbling, the chariot slowly fell to the ground, and everyone followed him down.
"What a Tian Danhou...very good..."
The faint voice of the third prince could not hear any sadness and joy, only a trace of indifference followed.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
At this mont, a hoarse, dry cough suddenly sounded, coming from above the martial arts stage. No one noticed that an old figure appeared on the martial arts stage. It was an old man with a black robe, as if he had always been Here is general.
In an instant, including the three princes and the seventh princes, all the noble princes who were present at the scene saluted this figure slightly!
Ye Wuque looked at the old man and gave him a feeling very similar to that of the original host of the Qixianlou!
"Has the three-month palace battle co again..."
"Hey, my old bone is always tossed by you two, cough cough cough..."
"Okay, okay, since it's started again, it's still the old rule. The Hall of Inferiors and the Mansion of Wonderful Persons under your Royal Highness's command will each co out to compete in the martial arts stage. If you lose, you will continue to win, and those who follow will challenge. Until the end, the one hand represented by the person standing on the martial arts platform is the winning side."
As the Wupao old man's voice fell, Ye Wuque also knew the rules of the palace battle.
It's very simple, it is to fight the ring, win and stay, and the losing side will continue to make up until the last can be made up. Whoever stands at the end is the ultimate winner.
"Then let's start..."
"slow!!"
But at this mont, inside the golden chariot, the voice of the three princes rang again!
"Old Qi, this is the sa in every palace battle, and the main hall has won too many tis. I really feel boring. Why don't we play a little bigger this ti?"
The sudden words of the three princes made everyone's eyes flash slightly!
"Play bigger?"
The seventh prince, who was already sitting on the nine-headed silver sculpture, looked at the third prince in the golden chariot. An unpredictable light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then smiled lightly: "This is not like what the third brother said, it sounds It's strange..."
"What? Old Qi, are you scared?"
Inside the golden chariot, the three princes still spoke indifferently, but there was a strong dominance.
"Since the third brother has such a high level, I will accompany the seventh child!"
"it is good!"
"I don't know how big the third brother wants to play?"
"It's very simple. In the past, it was just a simple win or lose. It's just a point. This ti, whether it is the Palace of the Alishi or the Palace of the Wonders, don't be rciful. On the martial arts stage, life and death, old seven, what do you think?"
"Of course, if you don't dare, or don't want to, Old Seven, I won't force it in this hall."
Cruel and tyrannical words ca from the golden chariot, with a sense of iron and blood!
After hearing the words of the Three Princes, the masters on the side of the Alishi Palace turned into brutal and brutal expressions in the eyes of the mbers of the Qiren Mansion!
The mbers of the strange man's mansion did not change their complexion, but sat quietly on the stone bench.
"It seems that when the third brother returns from the front this ti, he has indeed beco more and more iron-blooded. On the martial arts stage, regardless of life or death, co on."
The Seventh Prince finally stated his position.
The old man in Wupao did not stop him from changing the rules between the third and seventh princes. He seed to be just a referee, but in the end he coughed and said: "If anyone can surrender in ti, the winner will not be the winner. Maybe another shot."
The three princes and the seventh princes surprisingly had no objections, and they obviously chose to acquiesce in what the old man in black robes said.
Huang Xingteng, who was sitting quietly next to the golden chariot, smiled at this mont, deep in a pair of narrow eyes, and now silently looked at the strange people's mansion opposite...Cang Uncle!
Uncle Cang also sat quietly among everyone, looking as if sleepy, with his gloves in his sleeves, but his fingers were shaking slightly at this mont!
"Have everything been arranged?"
The voice from Huang Xingteng quietly sounded in Uncle Cang's mind!
"It's done."
Uncle Cang did not speak, nor did he transmit any sound, but the fingers in the sleeves were tapping lightly, forming a peculiar rhythm and sound wave.
This is the special and secret way of transmitting information between Uncle Cang and Huang Xingteng, which can isolate all exploration to the greatest extent!
"Very well, what about Que Ye?"
"This person is tightly protected and cannot start, but I and I have gained his trust, and we can follow the sa thod last ti and send him to the West!"
After receiving Uncle Cang's answer, Huang Xingteng did not continue to speak, and a touch of arrogance flashed in his narrow eyes!
I saw him lightly put a hand on the golden chariot, apparently transmitting to the three princes inside.
It's just that Huang Xingteng didn't notice that a sneer flashed in the eyes of the seventh prince sitting on the nine-headed silver sculpture opposite the martial arts platform!
"The battle for the palace begins now!"
With the order of the Wupao old man, the atmosphere on the entire Sky Throne beca fiery!
"Hahahaha... the trash of Qiren Mansion! Who will die first!!"
A long arrogant laugh sounded, and a majestic figure rushed out from the side of the palace of aliens, like an iron tower, falling heavily on the martial arts platform!
This is a man with bulging muscles, like a man made of fine iron, giving a cruel aning! !
He stood proudly on the martial arts stage, and the powerful cultivation level fluctuations spread, and everyone in the strange man's mansion squinted, with an undisguised contempt!
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