Travels to the Holy Light Continent

The guards who could follow the prince were at least golden warriors. Although my father had the Explosion Sword in his hand, he could not win immediately. I saw my father slashing from top to bottom at a golden warrior holding two hammers. Although the two hammers blocked the sword attack, the reason why the Explosion Sword was called the Explosion Sword was because every slash would produce a huge critical hit in the air. The poor warrior was blasted into the wall before he had time to be happy, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing this, the others no longer dared to confront their father, but how could their father be an easy opponent since he could become the Dragon Sword Saint? His father released his fighting spirit, and the golden fighting spirit made ordinary people unable to get close to him. His father wielded the Exploding Sword, and the golden fighting spirit slashed like a half-moon, beating the golden warriors into dust, and many statues in the duel field were also affected.

"You idiots, go and fight the little one. He is a sword master after all, how can he be easily dealt with!" The second prince of Zhao interrupted.

Seeing this, several gold warriors pointed their spears at me. I had no choice but to move around the gold warriors with Lingbo Weibu. This was only because Huo'er was not there, otherwise I would have burned these bastards to death with my left and right hands in slow motion.

My father originally wanted to come over to help me, but when he saw that I was doing it with ease, he tried harder, hoping to end the fight sooner.

"Are you people fleas? Stop running around!"

These golden warriors are having a hard time speaking out their opinions. Who can withstand your sword master's fighting spirit? How can they not dodge?

The father, who was forced into a rage, yelled, "Shenlong Crescent Blade!"

My father was like a violent lion, swinging out countless sword slashes. The yellow fighting spirit slashes turned somewhat red, and the golden warriors on the field were instantly killed or wounded, and their hard armor shattered to the ground.

My father's eyes turned red, and he roared and rushed towards the eldest prince of Yan. The two princes were so scared that they were almost dead. Although they were not weak, they were no match for my father.

Even I was shocked. It would be funny if my father killed the two princes of Yan and Zhao, causing a war between the two countries.

I quickly used my Qinggong to step over my father's body and shouted "Zha!!!"

My father stopped in his tracks when I shouted "Zha", but his eyes were still a little red and he was breathing heavily.

"Father, it's all right, they've all been driven away!"

Hearing this, my father gently inserted the Explosion Sword into the ground and sat cross-legged on the ground to rest. It seemed that my father's condition really could not be underestimated. His situation just now was very similar to Archimedes's original state. If my father went crazy on the battlefield, the Xuanyuan family would have a big problem.

The Ninth Princess of Chu saw everything clearly.

"This little guy looks quite interesting. I hope we don't become rivals in the future!" The Ninth Princess said to herself.

I turned around and walked to Lian Po, bowed and said, "My father and I have made the decision on our own. Please don't blame me for meddling in your business, General!"

Lian Po was in tears at this time. He staggered to my side and then staggered over to hold his son's body in his arms.

“Ah ...

The old general didn't say anything but just knelt on the ground and roared. Maybe he regretted being born in such a country. This is how loyal ministers have been since ancient times!