Supreme Alchemy

The Wind Shadow Sword was originally Duanmu Lei's weapon.

Later it fell into Xiao Changfeng's hands, engraved with the Wind Element Eight Formations, although the grade was still a mid-grade magic weapon.

But it could induce the wind, and its power was comparable to that of a top-grade magic weapon.

And Xiao Changfeng's strength has greatly increased now, and the power of the sword control technique has also greatly increased.

Although His Highness Wanjun used the earth-level martial arts, he still couldn't stop the sharpness of the Wind Shadow Sword.

His Highness Wanjun's shrill screams echoed in all directions, making everyone terrified.

Swish!

This sword broke through His Highness Wanjun's protective aura, and even cut a half-meter long wound on his body.

The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and blood flowed out, spilling into the sky.

However, at the last moment, the sword light of the Wind Shadow Sword shrank, turned into a green light, and returned to Xiao Changfeng's hands.

This is the Great Yuan Palace.

There are many strong men around.

If His Highness Wanjun is really killed, I'm afraid that Emperor Yuan and others will take action directly.

Although Xiao Changfeng was not afraid, it was very troublesome.

Moreover, in Xiao Changfeng's eyes, His Highness Wanjun was just an ant.

What does it matter whether he lives or dies!

Snap!

Although Xiao Changfeng stopped at the last moment, His Highness Wanjun was still seriously injured.

He fell directly from mid-air and hit the ground.

He was covered in extremely dim golden light.

The sword scar on his chest was glaring, and his breath was extremely weak. He actually fainted directly.

Silence!

At this moment, the entire Kaiyuan Hall was completely quiet!

His Highness Wanjun was defeated.

He was seriously injured by a sword and almost died.

This... How is this possible?

Everyone was stunned.

Whether it was the prince, the Princess Hongyu, or other ministers and princes.

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.

This was His Highness Wanjun.

He had the strength of the third level of the Earth Martial Realm and possessed a golden spirit body.

He was also a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon List.

The Gengjin Seven Killings Technique that was finally performed was so powerful that it could cut gold and split stone.

But even such a powerful Lord Wanjun only forced out Xiao Changfeng's weapon.

One sword.

Just one sword.

It seriously injured Lord Wanjun.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe it.

This made everyone feel like they were dreaming!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking at Xiao Changfeng.

The figure holding the sword in one hand was like a god or a demon, deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

"No... Impossible, how could Lord Wanjun lose? I don't believe it, this must be fake!"

A crazy voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

It seemed that he couldn't bear this kind of blow.

And his voice was like igniting a bomb.

In an instant, the entire Kaiyuan Hall was boiling.

"His Highness Wanjun actually lost? How is this possible? He is a genius on the Hidden Dragon List."

"Even His Highness Wanjun lost. Is there really no one who can suppress him today? I hate it. Let a great warrior show off here."

"How did he practice? He is only in the Spiritual Martial Realm, but he is so strong that even His Highness Wanjun was defeated by his sword."

...

Everyone was in an uproar, and no one was willing to accept this result.

His Highness Wanjun is a genius on the Hidden Dragon List. Now even he has lost. How many people in the younger generation of the Yuan Dynasty can fight him?

For a moment, everyone was sad.

In the corner, the color of fear in the beautiful eyes of Princess Hongyu was extremely strong.

"I knew he was a devil."

The fear of that night, coupled with the shocking result in front of her, turned into endless fear, engulfing Princess Hongyu's mind.

From then on, Xiao Changfeng will exist in her heart like a demon king.

Even if she becomes a saint hundreds of years later, this fear will still exist.

Different from the fear of others.

At this time, the killing intent in the prince's heart was strong to the peak.

"Even Wanjun is not his opponent, and he is only in the Spiritual Martial Realm. This kind of talent is too terrible. Even if he has to tear his face with Dawu, he must not leave alive today."

The talent and strength shown by Xiao Changfeng are too abnormal.

If Xiao Changfeng defeated Tie Yuanlie and the other two before, it was just a fear.

Then Xiao Changfeng's sword defeat of His Highness Wanjun at this time is scary.

This kind of evil talent will surely become an emperor in the future, and there is a great possibility that he will become a saint.

Da Yuan and Dawu are old enemies.

Never allow such an evil to exist.

One must go all out and kill him at today's birthday banquet.

Compared with killing a future saint, even starting a war is worth it.

Thinking of this, the prince looked at Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan is not a soft-hearted person.

To be able to sit on the throne of Emperor Yuan, he must be a person who is decisive and has a lot of strategies.

At this time, Emperor Yuan also made up his mind, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He felt the prince's gaze and nodded without leaving a trace.

Xiao Changfeng, must die!

The prince immediately walked out of the crowd quickly.

Xiao Changfeng's spiritual sense was so sharp.

It could even cover a range of 60 meters.

The eye contact between the prince and Emperor Yuan could not escape his perception at all.

"It seems that we must kill it today!"

Seeing the prince walk out of the crowd, Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly, and the coldness in his eyes gradually deepened.

The prince and Emperor Yuan saw that he had amazing talent.

They must take this opportunity to kill him.

And I will never surrender.

Then...

The only way is to fight!

At this time, there are many strong men in Kaiyuan Hall, and many ministers and generals are warriors in the imperial martial realm.

And Emperor Yuan is even a strong man in the imperial martial realm.

As for the national teacher Wu Changsheng, Xiao Changfeng could not see his strength.

But there are so many strong men, which can be called a dragon's den and a tiger's lair.

However, Xiao Changfeng was not afraid at all.

The person in this world that he feared was not born yet!

Swish!

The prince was very fast, like a flash of lightning, and he walked out of the crowd in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he went to His Highness Wanjun, giving people the feeling that he was going to rescue the seriously injured His Highness Wanjun.

However, there were also many big-name figures who felt the killing intent in the prince's heart.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. This Xiao Changfeng's talent is too evil. If he is allowed to grow, he will be a disaster for our Yuan Dynasty."

"He didn't stay in Dawu and came to our Yuan Dynasty. He is simply seeking death. If the prince doesn't take action, I will also find an opportunity to take action. This person is too threatening."

"Not only him, but also that servant must be killed. That person's talent is far superior to Wanyan Shouchun and others. He must not be allowed to live."

The eyes were full of ferocity.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire Kaiyuan Hall became strange.

The young juniors could not feel it, but the envoys of small countries and many important ministers and elders of the Yuan Dynasty could clearly feel it.

"Die!"

The prince's figure walked past His Highness Wanjun and suddenly accelerated to the extreme.

Like a flash of lightning, he attacked and went straight to Xiao Changfeng.

He was a warrior in the imperial martial realm. Even a casual attack was not something Xiao Changfeng could resist.

At this moment, the Hydra on Xiao Changfeng's wrist was also reviving, ready to kill.

At this moment.

An unexpected voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop!"