Chapter 682: Ye Lao, Long Yuan Sword

Eastern Capital, Prime Minister Yasuda is dealing with a notice against him in the Prime Minister's Office, this time the loss of the East is too huge, he has an unshirkable responsibility, but when the previous generation of Sword Emperor appeared, he made a promise not to dump the pot, so, this incident, he must bear it all.

As for whether the people will forgive him, it depends on his sincerity in the future, otherwise he can only ask for the guilt to step down and let someone better take his place.

Of course, he was also extremely annoyed, if it weren't for the fact that the last Sword Emperor was too useless, how could he end up in this step? If it's too late, he brought the previous Sword Emperor so slowly! Everyone is ready to retreat before he arrives, is there any point in this? But he still has to have great respect for that old thing.

The fire is big, it's really hot!

All public opinion is borne by him, the Oriental Emperor is at ease, watching the fierce fight outside in the dormitory, just like watching a movie, it is estimated that taking a Coke and popcorn is really a very enjoyable life, right?

"Bastard, do you really want me to step down?!"

Yasuda times slammed the documents away, and the documents were scattered all over the place, like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Tell the Prime Minister, news came from the Emperor's Palace just now, saying that an old man has broken into the Emperor's Palace!" At this time, a soldier hurriedly broke in to report, and when Yasuda Beisan heard this, his face turned green: "Get out! Don't tell me now that the Emperor's Palace is not the Emperor's Palace! Let him figure out how to deal with it himself!"

He still has a bunch of rotten things to deal with here, where does he have the spare time to take care of the affairs of the Emperor's Palace? Besides, who really dares to make trouble in the Emperor's Palace, which symbolizes the supreme power of the East? Not even a green dragon or a white tiger dare!

It's still an old man, what old man can be so awesome? It is estimated that an idiot old man accidentally walked in and asked the soldiers to drive him away.

However, when he had said this, the soldier did not turn his head to deal with it, but stood there in a daze, as if he had something to say.

"Why? Am I not clear enough?!"

"This side says that the old man was punched in."

Yasuda Bezo: ""

"Stop!"

"Forbid you to go any further!"

"Stop!

Dozens of Oriental soldiers looked at the old man who kept walking towards the depths of the Emperor's Palace in their eyes, constantly scolding, and constantly ordering, but the old man looked at them indifferently, holding an ancient sword in his hand, with ancient lines on the back of the sword, like some kind of totem, on it, he could vaguely see something shining, like a star, but the sword body was pitch black, and the hilt was bronze, exuding a vast and simple atmosphere.

The old man seemed to be unable to hold the ancient sword, so he dragged the ancient sword inside.

The soldiers with guns didn't dare to shoot, not that they didn't dare, but that it was useless, all the comrades they shot just now were dead, and for some reason there was a thin blood mark on the neck, and then the blood spilled out from the neck at 360 degrees like an overfilled syrup, and none of the bullets fired hit the old man.

No matter how much they aim, they couldn't hit this old man, and this strange scene made them feel as if they had encountered a god, a god that mortals couldn't compete with!

Therefore, they trembled and did their duty to block, while constantly retreating, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of inexplicable death, if the last sword emperor Scarlet Village Kenichi was here, he would definitely be able to see that it was not the Oriental soldier who died strangely, but the old man's sword, which was too fast.

A soldier who is so fast that he has not undergone enough training will not be able to catch the traces of his hands at all, the protector of the country in Huaxia, where can these regular soldiers deal with?

Ye Lao held the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and walked into the Emperor's dormitory step by step, Ye Nantian was taken away by the previous Sword Emperor, and he naturally didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but whether he was alive or dead, he had to snatch his body back and send it back to China, Huaxia, no soldier would die in the Oriental Kingdom.

"Don't go any further!!"

"Otherwise, we really won't show you mercy!!"

"Old man, please leave quickly, this is the Emperor's Bedroom!

The soldiers tried to hide their fears with yelling, and wanted to rely on a tough attitude to give themselves some courage, but unfortunately, no matter what they did, it was in vain, and they knew nothing about the old man in front of them.

"Up!"

A soldier gritted his teeth, behind him was the Emperor's Hall, where the Emperor stayed during the day, and they couldn't retreat, and if they retreated, it would really be the same as failing to do their duty.

The Emperor of the East is the symbol of their Orient, and the Emperor's Hall cannot be allowed to be broken in by outsiders, which is equivalent to handing over the dignity of the country to others, and they are soldiers of the East, and they are absolutely not allowed!

Whoa!

Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi, who were still gasping, came out, and they all held katanas in their hands, and they all killed Ye Lao.

Seeing this, the old man paused slightly, and immediately, there seemed to be the sound of an ancient sword cutting through the void, and the chests of the soldiers of the Self-Defense Force were cut one by one, reaching a depth of four centimeters, and there was no possibility of survival, and the katana in their hands was all cut off, and the broken knives were either inserted into the beams, or inserted into the ceiling, or fell to the ground

"Poof"

In just a moment, the two major self-defense forces and more than a dozen Oriental soldiers vomited blood, and then fell down, and the blood stained the entrance of the emperor's palace red.

Ye Lao entered the main hall and saw the Oriental Emperor with a pale face and a frightened expression.

Dragging the Longyuan Sword, Ye Lao walked towards the Oriental Emperor, on the ancient sword, there was no trace of blood, but at the tip of the sword, it shone with a scarlet luster, like an angry divine beast turned into a bloodthirsty beast.

"Your Excellency. ”

"Shhhh Ye Lao shook his head, then sat down in front of him, took care of himself and got a cup of tea, and then took the cold water on the side and added it, adjusting it to a temperature suitable for him to drink.

Grunt.

Cold sweat oozed from the Oriental Emperor's head, and he glanced at the Dragon Yuan Sword with a sword body as black as ink next to Ye Lao, and the psychological pressure was extremely huge.

"You sit in this position, sit very securely. Ye Lao put down the teacup, then continued to pour tea for himself, and asked coldly.

When the Emperor of the East heard this, his face was extremely embarrassed, and he said curtly: "What do you mean by asking?"

"Cough" The corners of Ye Lao's mouth seemed to rise slightly, but probably for him, he had to save even the strength to raise the corners of his mouth now, so it was not so obvious, and he immediately heard him say lightly: "That little matter between you Dongyang and the Ren family, the old man already knows that he wants to stabilize my Huaxia family pattern by killing Qinglong, so as to infiltrate my Huaxia family."

"We don't mean that, it's they who deceive people too"

"Shhh Ye Lao looked at him lightly, and then he got up and dragged the Long Yuan Sword to the back of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace.

"I don't know what I know, I don't know, I'm Huaxia, it's not your turn to calculate, Oriental Emperor, old man, I'll send you four words to go tea and cool, hope for self-respect. ”

Click.

The figure of the old man disappeared suddenly, and at the same time, the tea table and tea set in front of the Oriental Emperor were actually divided into two, and with a clang, they collapsed from the split, and the hot tea spilled on the ground, and the fracture came out, smooth and smooth, as if the fracture had been carefully handled.

The Oriental Emperor looked at the tea table in front of him that was divided into two, and looked at the tea on the steaming ground, and his face turned blue for a while.

Immediately, he stared at the only cup of tea on the ground that was intact, still steaming, this cup of tea was drunk by the old man in China just now.

Ye Lao said to him, people go tea and cool.

Split the tea table and told the Emperor that he could take his life directly if he wanted to.

left a cup of hot tea, telling him not to kill him this time, hoping that he would cherish his little life.

The Oriental Emperor is naturally able to comprehend the deep meaning.

Therefore, he looked at the direction in which the old man left, and his heart was filled with fear, and this kind of happiness for the rest of his life.

Ye Lao came to the deepest part of the back of the palace, in front of a secluded and ancient house.

Rustle Rustle –

Long Yuan's sword was dragged and there was a friction sound on the ground, Ye Lao walked to five meters in front of the door of the house, looked at the ancient house, and said lightly: "Sword Emperor, I'm here." ”