"Little boy, the saint's crown prince Kane, after saying so much, you haven't stepped back? You don't know what's wrong with it or how to polite it. Are you looking for death?" Seeing that Saint Xuan Ji said so much, Ye Qingyu didn't say anything at all. Yang Wanqu, who had been standing behind without saying anything, could no longer help, and finally spoke, scolding him in a condescending tone, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

"The emperor is not anxious. You are a bad person, and you dare to bark here." He looked at Yang Wanqu, with an unconcealed contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dog, and said, "You are a thing that comes out of the Black Moon Immortal Palace, which is also considered a loss of lord. It is not a good thing to collude with Lu Li... Oh, I almost forgot that this female madman kept saying that she wanted to take people as slaves. You looked like a dog. Following her, I am afraid that she would have become a slave to this madman long ago. A slave should recognize his status. Is there a part to talk here?"

After Yang Wanqu finished listening, his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

Ye Qingyu's words were like a knife, piercing his heart.

Yang Wanqu is one of the descendants of the Black Moon Immortal Palace. Although the Black Moon Immortal Palace is not as famous as the Tianqian Sect, it is also a great force in the vast world. Therefore, Yang Wanqu can be regarded as one of the most popular figures among the younger generation of the human race. Although he was forced to do so, this is indeed a rebellious scale that he did not want to mention. However, after all, the other party is a peerless monster like the Saint Xuan Ji. After recognizing the master, Yang Wanqu also gained huge benefits. Once the plan is successful in the future, his status can also rise to the sky thousands of miles, which is even more prominent than the leader of the Black Moon Immortal Palace, so he has made a profit.

But now that Yang Wanqu is still furious when he is slapped in the face like this.

"Master, I'll kill this kid." Yang Wanqu took the initiative to ask for the fight and respectfully salute Saint Xuan Ji.

Although he saw Lu Li's fate, Yang Wanqu had just obtained a powerful inheritance of power, and his confidence was at its peak, and he was not afraid at all. If it weren't for the Saint Xuan Ji here, as a slave, he would have killed him long ago.

Saint Xuan Ji pondered slightly, and finally nodded slightly.

"kill!"

Yang Wanqu took action in an instant.

His body flashed, turned into a black mist, and a flashed, and came to Ye Qingyu. A scimitar in his hand was curved like a crescent moon, and the blade trembled, as if the crescent menstruation was empty, containing the moonlight, which was striking. One turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into nine, just like the moon in the sky, instantly covering all the vital points on Ye Qingyu's body.

Once you take action, you will be the battle technique of the Black Moon Immortal Palace [Black Moon Illusion Slash].

Ye Qingyu chuckled.

He did not dodge at all. He raised his hands and turned into claws of the sky. The purple light blessed by the thunder and lightning seal was surrounded by the purple lightning light blessing. His hands turned into thousands of miles, and he actually grabbed it directly against the crescent scimitar.

clang clang clang!

A series of Mars sputtered out from the void.

The sounds like metal clashing were constantly stirring.

"You..." Yang Wanqu was shocked. He used his new power to activate the fighting skills of the Black Immortal Palace. He had no reservations at all when he made a move, in order to show his value in front of his master. However, he did not expect that the other party easily took it down with his flesh palm. The recoil force almost made him unable to hold the knife, which made him both shocked and angry.

Ye Qingyu also shook his head slightly.

"What a pity."

At this time, he received the blessing of a small array of gods and demons within a radius of hundreds of miles. His thunder and lightning power surged several times. His blessing [True Meaning of the Dragon] was only equal to the Black Moon Scimitar. This was not the result Ye Qingyu hoped to get.

The battle continues.

Ye Qingyu almost stood still, and took Yang Wanqu's combat skills with one move and one move.

Yang Wanqu was sent away in shape and turned into a ball of black light, surrounding Ye Qingyu. Its momentum was like a storm, as if it was like a gust of wind and rain, as if it was a turbulent wave of the Yangtze River, trying to subdue Ye Qingyu.

In a blink of an eye, a stick of incense passed.

Both sides are still invincible.

far away.

In the void, the third prince of Kaiyang clan who had been watching the battle had raised his sword eyebrows, revealing a trace of elegance, and he said, "Xiaoyu, that person is delaying time, can't wait any longer... In fact, you should have seen from the beginning that Yang Wanqu is not that person's opponent, why did he let him take action?"

A gentle chuckled from the veil of the Saint Xuan Ji, saying, "Brother Yin, your mind is always too simple. Yang Wanqu is a talented man. Although he is forced to use it for me due to the situation, he has inevitably expanded after obtaining the power of the evil ancestor. It is better to take this person's hand and sharpen him, just keep him from dying... But then again, Brother Yin, have you seen the origin of this person's teacher until now?"

In this world, only the third prince of the Kaiyang clan can call Saint Xuan Ji Xiao Yu, and only he can speak to Saint Xuan Ji in this tone.

Similarly, in the world, Saint Xuan Ji only spoke so gentle and easy-going and smiling when she spoke to the third prince of the Kaiyang clan. In addition to him, even when facing the respectful teachers and elders of the masters, she always spoke as cold as frost.

The third prince of Kaiyang clan shook his head and said, "It's strange that this person's strength cannot be seen clearly. It seems that his cultivation is insignificant, but there is a very terrifying force in his body. Moreover, his control of the power of lightning is so terrifying that he has reached this level. This kind of rune handprint controls lightning is unprecedented. Only in legends, the rune emperor Russell Cun had such a means, right..."

"You mean, he may be the successor of Rune Emperor Russell's Crown?" There was a hint of coldness in the voice of Saint Xuan Ji.

The third prince of Kaiyang clan nodded, then shook his head and said, "It's possible...but no matter who he is, as long as he is blocking your way, I will sweep you all. Not to mention that his identity as the descendant of Russell is not necessarily true. Even if it is true, what can I do? Even if Russell comes in person, I will fight for you."

When he said this, the burly young man wearing a golden chain mail had a heart-pounding fighting spirit in his tone, burning wildly, like a war god and demon who never dies in a hundred battles, with a heroic spirit.

"Hehe, Brother Yin, don't say stupid things." Saint Xuan Ji's voice was as gentle as water, and she said: "This person must not be the descendant of Russell Cun. If so, then his strength would be too bad. It's still too far from the inheritance of the Martial Arts Emperor. I guess he got some legacy by chance... Well, this appearance should not be his true face, but he is a talent. If he can accept him as a slave, it will be much more useful than Lu Liyang Wanqu and others."

"But if he kills Lu Li, it will definitely be unwilling to the Tiangan Sect." The third prince of the Kaiyang clan reminded.

"Haha, taking him as a slave is not about protecting him. If he can't solve the Tiangan Sect by himself, I don't want such a slave who causes trouble and wants his master to clean up the mess for him." Saint Xuan Ji's tone was so angry that it contained unimaginable confidence and courage that ordinary people could not imagine, as if Ye Qingyu had already confirmed to be his slave.

"The time is almost over. If you drag it down, the phoenix will wake up." The third prince of Kaiyang clan took off a golden dragon spear behind him and was about to take action. He said, "This young man is very arrogant. I will defeat him first, keep a breath and suffocate his spirit. If you still think it is available, then save his life..."

The words have not ended.

boom!

In the distant battlefield, the lightning and lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.

On the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles of Wutong Ancient Tree Hill, hundreds of thunders as thick as buckets broke out from the ground, arranged in extremely magical and unique positions, like purple thunder dragons, rising into the sky and circling in the void. Thunder sounds roaring between heaven and earth, and dragon roars, and the sky and earth turned into a sea of ​​thunder, which was many times stronger than when I killed Lu Li last time.

Ye Qingyu acted murderous intent again.

The lightning field exploded.

Like Lu Li, Ye Qingyu had long seen through this opponent. It was not a good thing. Moreover, the people from the Black Moon Immortal Palace back then had hurt the eldest princess Yu Jun, so he would not hold back at all. This kind of thing is also an obstacle to the heavenly realm, and even a scum of the human race. It is better to kill him as soon as possible.

Yang Wanqu instantly felt the arrival of death.

He couldn't understand why the opponent's momentum had soared countless times at this moment. The figure that could have been as though he had been as rocky as a rock under his attack suddenly became like a sacred mountain. It seemed that as long as there was another moment, it would completely crush him into powder.

At this time, he felt Lu Li's previous despair.

"Ah, no..." he yelled wildly.

This situation was reversed without warning in an instant, which made him extremely frightened. He immediately realized that the other party was just playing tricks on him before, and it was not really a match. At this time, even if he activated his strongest power, there was still no possibility of resistance.

Countless purple lights pierced through his protective demon flames, and were about to pierce his body...

At this moment, a ray of golden light, just like the time of Taichu Hongmeng, flashed in one flash, with only one ray, but it easily separated the endless lightning field. With a lightning, Yang Wanqu's figure was directly picked out from the lightning field...

Lifting weights as light.

The golden light condenses.

The figure of the third prince of the Kaiyang clan appeared.

He was strong and burly, dragging the golden dragon's double-pointed spear in his hand. Every scale on the golden chain mail was shining with lightning, with strange golden runes flowing. The golden light was as dazzling as the sun, standing in the realm of lightning. Thunder and lightning were three meters away from the body, and were not troubled by the power of lightning.

At the same time, Yang Wanqu's figure was picked for more than 300 miles and landed outside the lightning field.

He survived the disaster and looked like he was not possessed, and he was obviously frightened.

At that moment, if it weren't for the third prince of Kaiyang clan Yin Kaishan, he would have been afraid that Yang Wanqu would have turned into a pile of black residue. He was originally ambitious and thought he had obtained a new force and could compete with the saint. At this moment, his heart was cold and trembling. Looking at the golden figure of the third prince of Kaiyang clan and Ye Qingyu's thunder wings and standing in the sea of ​​thunder lightning, he was afraid and shocked. He knew very well that the combat power and realm of these two people were far from comparable to that of them.

at the same time.

The body of Saint Xuan Ji was filled with silver light, like the moonlight coming to the world, a layer of light brilliance shining, her white clothes were as pure as snow, like a fairy under the moon, full of cold and mysterious colors, standing in the air, and not disturbed by the sea of ​​thunder at all.

"Be ready, take out your strongest strength and combat skills. I hope you can take me two more moves and don't let me down." Yin Kaishan, the third prince of Kaiyang clan, was full of golden light, like a war god resurrected.

The long dragon spear in his hand pointed at Ye Qingyu with one finger.
Chapter completed!