He flew in the air with his sword and rushed in. After stabilizing his body, he could clearly see that there were two young men.

One has short hair, tall and strong body, and the two arms are extremely developed, one pounding and one pounding. The other is a lot thinner and wears a leather hat. Although she is wearing a very ordinary body, the hat looks quite luxurious.

The eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth swept by, the strong man had the sword pattern and the crushed Tao pattern in his body, and the thin man had the fire pattern and the wind pattern in his body.

Although the two of them were in the Dan-Graining Stage, they had the aura of a superior. After shouting so rudely, the monks of the Kongming Stage frowned, as if they were having a headache for the arrival of several people, but did not express their anger.

The royal disciple... Chen Weiming thought to himself, but it would be fine if the fire Taoist pattern was given to him by the information given to him by the outsider of the village, no one of the four royal princes practiced the sword Taoist pattern and crushed Taoist pattern.

After guessing the time of breath, he still asked, "Is it Ji Chengzhi and Si Haiyun who came?"

The son of the Zi family was midnight, the son of the Ji family, Ji Chengzhi, the son of the Si family, Si Haiyun, and Ying family, Ying Huo, the son of the four royal princes, had already told him the names of Zhuang Yuanwai.

"Shut up, the humble miscellaneous!" The tall and powerful man roared: "The Ji family is not the only one Ji Chengzhi. The person who wants to kill you today is Ji Chengxin, Ji Chengxin of the Ji family. Don't forget even if you die."

The thin man also snorted coldly: "I am Ying Jue of the Ying family!"

Ji Chengzhi, Ying Jue... Chen Weiming doesn't remember that Mr. Zhuang told him these two names. After thinking about it for a moment, he already figured it out.

Fighting does not only exist outside, but also inside. How could each of the four royal families have only one outstanding child? Just like Qingyun Sect and Ying Sect, there must be competition among these outstanding children.

Defeating yourself and the Nether Sword will allow the family to gain empire power for a thousand years. This will not only bring great glory to the family, but also make their own status higher in the clan.

The prince of a family in the empire is not the eldest legitimate, but the virtuous. Whoever has the most ability is the prince. The two of them are probably the contenders of the battle between the princes, and now they want to use their heads and the heads of the Ming Dao to regain their lost things.

Sure enough, the bald cultivator of Kongming stage immediately looked at Ji Chengxin and said, "Fourth Young Master, the patriarch has already said that only the prince will carry out this matter, you shouldn't come here."

"Shut up!" Ji Chengxin cursed: "This is my family business of Ji's family. It's not your turn to take care of me! Get away from you, we can solve the problem with the two killer waiters."

Waiter... Chen Weiming smiled slightly, and his murderous intent surged in his heart. Although Ji Chengxin believed that he should be much bigger than him, these two words were too harsh.

What the two of them practiced was not the sword pattern, so the flying sword they were stepping on should not be a weapon, but just a magic weapon. This would be a battle in the air, and it would be okay for them, but the Nether Dao was at a disadvantage.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to make an attempt. When I raised my hand, I condensed the talisman prints and weaved the Taoist patterns, and turned into wind wings. However, it was not for me to use, but to fly to the back of the Ming Dao. With a moving mind, the pair of wings flashed gently, allowing the Ming Dao to fly into the air without his help.

Fortunately, it was useful, Chen Weiming was secretly happy. Although this magical power was used on Ming Dao, it was controlled by him. The battle was fierce for a while. If it were others, it would be difficult to separate the mind and control it. But he was different. The technique of thousands of gods and thousands of consciousness allowed him to deal with it easily, and even cooperate with himself well.

"It is said that the Ji family's son is unparalleled in the world. He is a rare genius in the world, and may even be a king and domineering talent. I don't know if your younger brother can have the ability of him!"

Looking at Ji Chengxin, Chen Weiming slowly laughed and said, "Actually, you don't have to find the unhappy ones yourself. You can use your noble identity to order them to kill us."

"Shut up and get me excited!" Ji Chengxin shouted angrily: "Don't worry, they don't need to do it."

"Fourth Young Master, you can't fight with him!" The woman in white immediately stopped him: "He knows Qinglian Jiange, you may not be your opponent..."

This idiot... Chen Weiming smiled and said, although this woman in white has practiced the charming Taoist pattern, she obviously does not understand people's hearts very well.

Sure enough, Ji Chengxin immediately yelled: "Even if Li Qinglian is here, I will meet him for a while today."

"Haha!" Chen Weiming laughed: "Don't worry, I won't use the Qinglian Sword Song in this battle. My opponent was originally Ji Chengzhi. Since you want to come first, it's okay, don't let me down."

"You won't be disappointed if you die!"

With a loud roar, it was not Ji Chengxin, but Ying Jue beside him. Because Chen Weiming only talked to Ji Chengxin, he ignored him, which made him feel extremely unhappy. Without saying a word, he activated the Wind Way Pattern and Fire Way Pattern and stepped on the flying sword and killed him directly.

"That strong man is a knife. Go and fight him, I'll clean up this first!"

Chen Weiming shouted to Ming Dao. While speaking, he had already activated the Wind Wings and faced Ying Jue by himself, and the Ming Dao faced Ji Chengxin. The battle broke out instantly and they all took action.

Since the two royal disciples can compete for the position of prince, their abilities are naturally not weak. Ying Jue practiced the wind and the fire pattern. He wrapped the wind with one hand and the flame with the other hand. In the whistling whistling, the wind and fire seemed to be intertwined together, turning into a huge ball of wind and fire and killing Chen Weiming.

So awesome... Chen Weiming couldn't help but sigh inwardly just glanced.

There are many people in this world who practice multiple Taoist patterns, but it is extremely difficult or even impossible to combine several Taoist patterns when they are in a low state.

Just like the lightning sword, practicing the lightning Taoist pattern, the sword Taoist pattern and the speed Taoist pattern, but the three Taoist patterns cannot be integrated. When he uses the long sword to activate the power of lightning, the sword energy is sword energy, and the lightning is thunder and lightning, and each one does his own thing and cannot fight together.

This is not something that can be done by force, but something that needs to be understood by a certain level of Taoist pattern and at least in the Kongming stage.

But Ying Jue in front of him did it, and it was not a little integrated. The power of wind and fire was like the mutual generation of yin and yang. Wind assisted the fire, and fire increased the power of wind. Even if the attack had been taken, it was getting stronger and stronger, and its momentum became more and more terrifying, and it felt like the sky collapsed and the earth broke into the face.

Chen Weiming was originally planning to use the wind saw knife to face the enemy, but he had already found that he could not do so. When his mind moved, the talisman seal technique in his hand activated, and instantly formed two formations around him, which also stirred up the power of wind and fire to meet him.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The bombardment of energy caused the heaven and earth to rush into a violent storm.

"Bang!"

A loud noise came from another place, and two people using the sword also fought hard. In the light of the sword, a figure flew backwards, wrapping the aura of death, which was the Nether Sword.
Chapter completed!