Chapter 166: Mist Red Shadow

Shen Chong's heart has retreated. Although Prince Yi has the intention to be close, his existence in the fog makes him extremely afraid. If there is no good thing, he can't take risks.

But Shen Chong now withdrew a little late. With the suppression of Prince Yi in the air, Shenweihou was seriously injured, and Yu Shengya and others on the ship were also a little unsupported. The bodyguards who retreated to the back also rushed up again, but to no avail. The defeat has been decided, and even Xiahou Ba has begun to calculate the way out. These people are all martial arts masters, put He is also a martial arts master outside. Except for the Marquis of Shenwei, the remaining three are only related to interests. Naturally, they will not fight to the death with Prince Alcohol at a critical moment.

Shen Chong also dealt with a few moves and wanted to retreat. No matter what the two princes were fighting for, it had little to do with him. If it hadn't been for the strong existence in the fog, he could even kill the whole boat, but at this time, there were some taboos. It would be more troublesome for him to keep an eye on himself and then get out.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Shen Chong's mind, and a consciousness had locked him. Mo Kun and Mo Yun Sanying's second brother had stared at him. The thick black real gas coiled around and bit him fiercely. The dark true gas had even penetrated into Shen Chong's body protection.

Shen Chong originally wanted to make a few moves and retreat, but he didn't expect that Mo Kun stared at himself to death for some reason. There were even several times when the dark ink-like true qi actually broke his protective gas. After a long time, Shen Chong was also angry.

"Even if you leave, kill these three people first. There is no kind of demon master." Looking at most of the people on the boat who were killed and injured, and several people struggled in the black gas, Shen Chong's intention to kill gradually rose in his heart. His way of killing invisibly improved his murderous heart.

Suddenly, Shen Chong opened his momentum and completely released the true qi. Suddenly, he emitted a dazzling light. The dragon-shaped virtual shadow appeared behind him, and his power increased a hundred times in an instant. A group of dragon gas brewed in his palm, and with a shout, he hit Mo Kun, who was the closest to him.

"I don't know whether to live or die. I didn't want to participate in the fight between your princes, but you are pressing step by step. In this case, let's stay." The power of this palm has exceeded the limit of the physical state, which is comparable to the master of the divine soul realm.

Mo Kun's ferocious face suddenly turned pale. He originally hunted Shen Chong with the mentality of cat and mouse, but he didn't expect that suddenly, the mouse in front of him turned into a vicious tiger. As soon as his fangs were exposed, he felt a dangerous breath. This breath rushed into the depths of his mind, and Mo Kun felt the arrival of death for a moment.

Although Mo Yun Sanying is a master of refining gods, in a hurry, how to stop Shen Chong's earth-shaking palm, dragon spirit and body, suddenly the whole body was torn. He did not cultivate the soul, the body smashed, and fell in the tragic voice.

"Kill one, and there are two more." Naturally, Shen Chong would not let go of the boss Mo Yang and Lao San Molin. The real anger flashed under his feet, as if he had reached Molin's side like a teleportation.

When Shen Chong killed Mo Kun, Mo Lin had already felt it. Before the anger in his eyes spewed out, he saw Shen Chong appear in front of him like a ghost, with a rock-like big hand grabbing his neck.

"Who the hell are you?" Feeling the momentum emanating from Shen Chong's body, the fear in Molin's heart instantly suppressed his anger. It was a magic power, and the other party turned out to be a master of the divine soul realm.

There is a difference between the alchemy and the soul realm, but it is the difference of this line that blocks the promotion path of most martial artists. One is an ordinary person, and the other has opened the door of immortality, or has entered the Tao.

Martial arts and martial arts, entering the Tao with martial arts and cutting out the soul, is the realm that every martial artist dreams of.

In the face of this killing power, Mo Lin can only fly back, but at Shen Chong's lightning-like speed, how can he retreat? With one move, he kills another person.

"Second, third," Mo Yang shouted. The three brothers practiced martial arts together, practiced together, and jointly founded the power of Moyun Mountain. After decades of life and death, it was really a feeling of blood thicker than water. Seeing the two fall, Mo Yang's eyes turned red for a long time ago, and the blood surged between his chest and abdomen, and he shouted and rushed up.

"The murderer always kills it, and there are several masters of the devil who are good from the beginning to the end." Shen Chong did not answer, and his body flashed again. He appeared in front of Hei Yang and raised his hand and hit him.

All this was just a moment of lightning. Even Prince Yi and his group did not see how Shen Chong took action. In the face of Shen Chong's power, he was stunned.

And the mellow prince who won the victory in the sky did not expect such a master to appear on the ship. He hurriedly forced Prince Yi back and flew down. Under the yellow light in the palm of his hand, he actually wanted to save Mo Yang.

The cultivation of this mellow prince is much higher than that of Mo Yun Sanying, and his body is also extremely strange. It is not even under Shen Chong's half-toned small movement. As soon as the thought turned, a yellow shadow has been between Mo Yang and Shen Chong.

"Hmm?" Shen Chong was a little strange in his heart. The prince's status was extremely noble. Generally speaking, he would never take risks to save his subordinates. Is this Mo Yang an extremely important person?

First, Shen Chong was unwilling to kill the prince, and second, he was afraid of the thing in the depths of the fog. Shen Chong withdrew 50% of his strength. His palms collided, and his strength dispersed. Countless cabins on the ship collapsed. Mo Yang took the opportunity to jump into the air and escaped a disaster. His head also calmed down. Although there was still hatred in his eyes, he was more confused. His body trembled slightly, but he did not jump on it again.

On the other side, Prince Chun was shocked dozens of feet away. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed a fierce look. A virtual shadow appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. Obviously, he had condensed his soul, but he did not cut it out, let alone overcome the disaster.

"Where did the master come from? How dare he ruin my Prince!"

When he just killed Mo Yang, he felt that the thing in the fog moved slightly. If Prince Alcohol hadn't tried his best to save him, it was estimated that he would have taken action.

Shen Chong slapped Prince Alcohol away, and felt that the fog began to tremble. A magnificent murder was brewing in it, and his face was even more solemn.

"The second prince, right?" Shen Chong's eyes were fascinated. "Your royal dispute has nothing to do with me. I'm just a boatman. I don't know if you can let me go?"

"Depart?" Prince Chun's heart also calmed down. Hearing Shen Chong's words, his face showed hesitation. If it was normal, he would naturally not offend a master comparable to the divine soul realm for no reason. You know, in the mainland of Shenzhou, the master of divine soul is not bound by imperial power, and will be listed as a guest in any country, and in some small countries. The Lord sits on an equal footing.

But here, the battle between princes is even very likely to bury a prince in the sea of fog. It is normal for princes to fight, but the frontal war is not allowed by the royal family after all. If the news is revealed, even if the prince is not dead, he will be imprisoned forever.

However, Prince Chun is also a decisive person. He only hesitates for a moment and condenses the golden holy light on his body again. Obviously, he wants to fight.

Prince Yi lost most of the bodyguards in this battle. In addition to the mighty marquis, the three martial arts masters Yu Shengya, Yulin Zhenren and Xiahou Ba were not seriously injured, and Prince Yi was a master who could resist Prince Chun. Compared with Prince Chun and Mo Yang, he still had a slight advantage, but they were also shocked by Shen Chong's momentum. Dare to say too much.

Although Prince Yi's cultivation is also more than the peak master of the general martial arts saint, he is also a little stunned at this moment. The news from Jingyun is that Shen Chong is just a great success in breaking the martial arts level. Although he can resist the general refining master, he will never have such strength. The peak of killing the flesh is like cutting melons and vegetables.

If he knew, he would not let Shen Chong get on the boat easily. He didn't expect that he might have to escape today.

The breath in the fog is getting heavier and heavier. Prince Yi and others also felt the meaning of cold in it. They sensed the terrible existence, and their hearts were even more frightened. This breath was not like human beings. There was a strange fragrance of flowers in the cold. When they smelled in the nose, they only felt their muscles and bones sore, and the true qi was also a little melted.

Is it coming out? Shen Chong consciously locked the fog and sneered in front of Prince Chun:

"Do you want to work hard? I'm afraid you don't have this qualification. If you weren't the prince, ten wouldn't be in my eyes."

Prince Alcohol has never suffered this kind of ridiculsion, and he suddenly became angry, but after all, he is a person who is qualified to inherit the treasure. He is thoughtful, his eyes are flashing, and he does not advance or retreat, as if he is waiting for something.

"My prince may not be able to stop you, but young people, there are as many masters in the world, and naturally there will be people who kill you." Mo Yang, who was beside him, slowly opened his mouth. His voice and breath changed again. He seemed to be a little old, and his eyes became deeper, as if he had changed to another person.

With his voice, the breath in the fog rolled, and the terrible existence finally appeared. That thing was by no means a human being. The demonic spirit could not see the body, as if it was a red cloud, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark fog, and its breath was also extremely terrible. Circles of cold air dissipated, several miles The fog inside was forced to open, and even Shen Chong had to mention the real gas protection.