Chapter 202: A Man Is Still a Hero on His Knees (10)

"Do you know what a knife formation is?" Huang Furen suddenly asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Know!" Ye Qingling nodded and smiled slightly.

Huang Furen was slightly stunned, and then his expression was a little strange, and he was about to say something, Ye Qingling had already walked in front of Ling Hu Yunruo, he stared at the woman who had been standing behind him all along, silently supporting him, just like when she was a child, doting on Ling Hu Yunruo's hair.

The next moment, Ye Qingling gently took off the gray suit and handed it to Ling Hu Yunruo's hand, and put it down gently.

Ling Hu Yunruo was surprised for a moment, and then a trace of light bloomed in her eyes, and then her body couldn't help but tremble a little, and her blood boiled inexplicably, and she only felt a long-lost impulse that permeated her whole body.

The next moment, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, Ye Qingling slowly walked towards the group of Yun family swordsmen who had already laid out the knife array.

Swish!

At this moment, Qin Wanqing and Liu Huashan's faces changed at the same time.

Seemingly, they realized something.

Jia Hongda looked strange, and couldn't help but ask Huangfuren: "Grandpa Huangfu, what is the knife formation?"

"Walking in the knife formation, that is, not resisting, bearing the three swords and six holes of the random knife hand in the formation. Huang Furen said, but after he saw Ye Qingling's resolute back, he felt a little inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

"I see, it's just standing and cutting for others. Jia Hongda suddenly realized.

Swish!

Almost at the same time.

Nalan Xuanming, Helian Lu, and Li Fengchen and other core members of the dynasty were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and they changed color at the same time.

"The princess, the princess..."Nalan Xuanming suddenly spoke, obviously a little worried.

This moment, under the sun.

Linghu Yunruo, the princess of this dynasty, her exquisite face flashed with an irrepressible look of excitement, and in the face of Nalan Xuanming's inquiry, she said categorically: "He, it is Ye Qingling, used to be the sharpest saber in Huaxia, and one of the last ten hole cards in Huaxia, and the most important thing, he is the prince of the dynasty, a natural leader!"

After Ling Hu Yunruo finished speaking, quietly, looking at the back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

yes.

He was the son of the dynasty and a natural leader.

She slowly closed her eyes, then opened them suddenly, and said something inexplicably, leaving the core members of the dynasty behind her unclear.

"Remember this moment, many years later, maybe this scene will go down in the history of the underground world!"

Going down in the annals of the underworld?

Nalan Xuanming and the others only felt a burst of blood rushing through their heads, inexplicably shocked.

Huang Furen's face changed wildly.

Huangfu Ren Hongdou suddenly hissed and shouted loudly: "Brother Ye, don't do stupid things." ā€

There was no answer.

Ye Qingling is still moving forward firmly.

At this moment, he is Ye Qingling.

A Ye Qingling who has removed all disguises.

"Perhaps, I can see the most real Ye Qingling today, and see the most real side of the imperial prince that I want to see the most. Wen Xiangrong said suddenly, and then his body couldn't help but tremble, faintly excited and excited, and even looking forward to it.

Ye Qingling walked very slowly, but with every step, his momentum climbed by one point, and a murderous intent that was not angry and self-righteous poured out unabashedly.

His expression was calm.

There is always a choice in life.

Kill tens of millions of people, and you will become a hero!

The group of Yun family swordsmen who were in a formation felt a heavy pressure like a mountain inexplicably at this moment, as if they were so overwhelmed that they couldn't kick them, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

The prince of the dynasty.

A strange man.

The next moment, Ye Qingling stood in front of the Yun family's knife formation, his eyes swept over the Yun family's knife hand, and he opened his mouth in a cold tone, and said: "Brothers, Ye Mou is here today for my beloved woman, people do not hurt the tiger, the tiger hurts people's hearts, I hope you brothers, your subordinates will be merciful, don't be my enemy, open the net, and let Ye Mou walk safely through the Yun family knife mountain." ā€

Knife Mountain?

The Yun family's swordsmen were also slightly relieved when they heard Ye Qingling's words, and the strong killing intent that suddenly burst out from Ye Qingling's body made them feel a cold killing intent that could only be felt on Yun Zhange's body.

The next moment, the Yun family's swordsmen suddenly changed formations, showing a long snake arrangement, the bright steel knives were particularly cold under the sunlight, and the ninety-nine eighty-one Yun family swordsmen stood opposite each other in two rows at this moment.

"Knives!"

The next moment, a deafening sound came.

The sound of gold and iron colliding is endless.

In an instant, the Yun family's swordsman raised the steel knife above his head, and the two knives intersected, forming a row of knife forests, forming a passage that could only accommodate one person to pass through.

And Ye Qingling must walk through the knife forest under the knife mountain, and bear the three swords and six holes of the knife hand who shot at will in the knife forest.

Dongfang Wan'er suddenly appeared in front of the mountain gate.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the man quietly, not knowing what to think.

"Can he come over?" Furious Jin Lin also appeared on the scene at some point, and spoke softly.

Dongfang Wan'er sighed and didn't speak.

Ye Qingling stood up straight, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he slowly walked towards the steel knife that emitted a cold light.

At this moment, the majesty of the prince of the imperial dynasty suddenly burst out, and he was like a Shura who had gone into hell, with a strong murderous intent.

"Declare war!"

Dongfang Wan'er blurted out and said, "He is declaring war on the Yun family!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words came out, the frenzied battle golden scales were shocked, and then sneered: "Stupid guy. ā€

Dongfang Wan'er didn't know why, her eyes were a little moist, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to many years ago, and saw another man, temperament, momentum, how similar?

"You, you don't understand the Ye family's boys!" Dongfang Wan'er said.

Don't understand the Ye family's boys?

The Ye family's boy!

Before Ye Qingling walked to the Sword Forest, he did not hesitate, he stepped into the Sword Forest in one step.

The bright steel knife crossed over his head, as if as long as the Yun family's knife hand waved, the dense steel knife would fall directly on Ye Qingling's body.

Crossing the knife mountain, the test is courage and courage!

One-step...

One-step...

Another step...

Ye Qingling was unhurried, and slowly passed under one steel knife after another.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

A steel knife slashed towards Ye Qingling's head.

Swish!

Swish!

At this moment, the hearts of everyone present suddenly tightened, and their hearts seemed to be in their throats.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Qingling's mouth, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared.

He raised his hand suddenly, without the slightest concealment, and all his strength burst out in an instant, as fast as lightning.

0.1 seconds.

An afterimage flashed, and the sword in the hand of the Yun family's swordman who was holding the knife fell out of his hand.

Empty-handed into the white blade.

Ye Qingling grabbed the knife.

The knife flashed, and a demonic blood flower suddenly burst out in the sun, and a bloody arm flew out horizontally, the scene was shocking and terrifying.

No one saw Ye Qingling's movements clearly.

Grab the knife, shoot, and cut off one of the arms of that Yun family swordsman!

Just for a second.

Ruthless and decisive.

Blood sprinkled on Ye Qingling's face, as hideous as a devil.

Time seemed to freeze in this second, everyone held their breath, and the audience was stunned.

And Ye Qingling twisted his neck slightly, tightening the knife in his hand.

A hint of murderous ferocity poured out.

On this day, the prince of the dynasty.

--Sharpen and break the rules!