Chapter 1215 The Second Prince Fights Cang Rong

The second son of Mo can only be regarded as a genius with some fame in the ancient demon continent, but not the top one.

Even if he was killed by Cang Rong in one move, there was not much fluctuation.

But now Song Jian was killed by Cang Rong in one move, but it was completely different from before.

Song Jian was a person with strength comparable to the top ten on the candidate list of the emperor of the ancient demon continent. This kind of strength has already stood at the peak of the young generation of the ancient demon continent.

Now Cang Rong killed Song Jian with one sword, which simply represented the peak of the young generation of the ancient demon continent. In front of Cang Rong, he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

"Who else dares to come?"

Cang Rong glanced at the whole audience and laughed.

But this time, almost everyone was silent.

The second son of Mo and Song Jian were both killed by Cang Rong in this way. Even if Ye Jianxiu and others came up, I am afraid the result would be the same.

Not many quasi-emperors dared to fight with Cang Rong.

Especially when Cang Rong attacked, every move was a killing move, merciless, and it was extremely difficult to retreat unscathed.

"The Ancient Demon Continent is really a bunch of trash. I shouldn't have any expectations of you."

Cang Rong looked at no one and sneered.

"It seems that from now on, there is no need to come to the Ancient Demon Continent. No one is qualified to join the Holy Dragon Secret Realm."

"I'll come!"

At this moment, another figure suddenly stepped forward. The person who attacked was a red man.

"The second prince!"

"It's the second prince of the Tianpeng Empire!"

"It is said that he is the first among the quasi-emperors of the Tianpeng Empire, and ranks third on the list of candidates for the emperor."

This red man was the one who had spied on Chu Fengmian fighting with Ye Jianxiu and others.

"He has taken action, which should be enough to force out Cang Rong's true strength."

This second prince of the Tianpeng Empire is one of the few people who Chu Fengmian thinks may fight Cang Rong.

"The second prince's move should be enough to defeat Cang Rong."

Blood Demon Lord saw the second prince's move and said on the side.

"It is said that the second prince has defeated more than one true emperor."

"Not necessarily."

Chu Fengmian shook his head after hearing what Blood Demon Lord said.

This second prince is indeed much stronger than Song Jian.

It is enough to fight with Cang Rong, but if he defeats Cang Rong.

Chu Fengmian can see that Cang Rong's strength is still hidden.

"Oh? Finally, a decent person has come."

Cang Rong laughed when he saw the second prince come on stage.

"Very good, if the quasi-emperors of the entire Demon Ancient Continent are not my opponents in one move, it would be too boring."

Cang Rong's spiritual power surged, and he looked at the second prince and said.

"You, make your move!"

"The true form of Tianpeng!"

The second prince didn't waste any words. He roared suddenly, and his whole body turned into an extremely huge Tianpeng.

With his wings spread, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Under the control of the second prince, these strong winds turned into wind blades in the air, and they suddenly slashed towards Cang Rong.

These wind blades, vaguely carrying the power of heaven and earth, instantly enveloped the surrounding space.

"What a terrifying power!"

"Is this the strength of the second prince?"

Many people saw the second prince take action for the first time, and they were shocked.

This strength is much stronger than Song Jian, and it is simply not a level of strength.

Just moving his wings is enough to control the space. The Tianpeng clan is also known as the king of the sky. The ancestor of the Tianpeng clan, the Golden Winged Dapeng, is even enough to compete with the ancient war dragon in the air.

Although the Tianpeng clan is not as strong as the Tianlong clan, they are not inferior in controlling space.

"Bloodline power? It is indeed powerful!"

Cang Rong's face became a little more serious. He sneered and drew the knife in his hand again.

Tiger roar and dragon roar!

Seeing the moment when the blade in Cang Rong's hand was unsheathed, many warriors were extremely nervous.

Just now, the second son of Mo and Song Jian were killed by the blade in Cang Rong's hand.

Even the second prince is much stronger than the second son of Mo and Song Jian.

But seeing Cang Rong's knife, many people were also extremely nervous.

"Kill!"

One word of kill!

The tiger roar and dragon roar turned into two blades, rushing towards the second prince in the air and directly slashing him.

The sharp blade was enough to cut through the sky and break the wind blades.

"Break!"

The second prince's eyes were as sharp as a torch. When he saw the two blades approaching, he suddenly roared.

Sweeping away everything in the wind!

A series of wind blades enveloped the two blades and collided in mid-air.

"Boom!"

Under this collision, the two blades were directly shattered.

"Good!"

Seeing this scene, cheers came from the crowd.

The pressure that Cang Rong had brought to many warriors and demon gods before was too great. No one could survive under one knife. He simply planted an invincible image in the hearts of the people.

Seeing that the second prince could break the blade, it broke Cang Rong's invincible image, which made many people feel relieved.

Even if Cang Rong was strong, he was not invincible.

On the ring, the second prince took the advantage with one move, but he was not at all relaxed.

Instead, he attacked again, not intending to give Cang Rong a little breathing opportunity, condensing the gust of wind, turning it into a wind blade, and slashing it again.

"Wind slashes thousands of miles!"

Thousands of wind blades merged into one, turning into a spirit sword. The spirit sword condensed by wind immediately chopped at Cang Rong.

The sharp edge broke through the air and roared like a tiger.

"Not bad, he has some strength."

After Cang Rong lost a blow, his expression did not change at all, but he took a step forward, facing the wind blade, and swung another blow into the sky.

This blow was no longer the roar of a tiger or a dragon, but the roar of a group of beasts.

Each roar of the beasts turned into a blade, facing the wind blade.

Countless wind blades and blades collided in the air and broke continuously.

"So strong."

"The second prince's strength is actually this strong."

Many people who had fought with the second prince were frightened.

The strength shown by the second prince was beyond their imagination.

Under the wind blades, Cang Rong's blade was completely suppressed.

On the scene, the second prince and Cang Rong were still evenly matched, but countless strong men knew that the blade that Cang Rong practiced was a supreme killer move.

Once they fell into a stalemate, they would not have the ability to kill with one blow.

They would lose their previous edge.

In this stalemate, the second prince broke the deadlock.

"Ten thousand feathers! Destroy!"

The feathers on the second prince's body suddenly flew out in countless numbers and merged with the strong wind.

In this strong wind, each feather was equivalent to a sharp spiritual sword.