Right now, Empress Fengnie and Emperor Qianhuang are difficult to ride a tiger, and their faces are ugly.

They originally thought that a small Yanyun Dynasty would be destroyed, but they were able to do it easily.

But who would have thought that the Yanyun Dynasty would be able to get the help of the Sword Dynasty.

"How is it possible, how could the Yanyun Dynasty have anything to do with the Sword Dynasty?" Emperor Qian's heart shook, and he couldn't understand it.

Empress Fengne's face was tense, and she couldn't believe it.

As a Yanyun Dynasty that didn't even have a pseudo-saint powerhouse, how could it be related to the Sword Dynasty, which ranked first among the hundred great dynasties?

Not to mention them, even Yan He, Yan Changge and others were confused.

They themselves didn't know why the people of the Sword Dynasty would appear to help the Yanyun Dynasty.

Even the Heavenly Tribulation Saint made a special appearance.

However, what Emperor Qianhuang and Empress Fengnie knew was that it was impossible for them to destroy the Yanyun Dynasty today.

Even after this matter came out, the status and influence of the Yanyun Dynasty would skyrocket.

After all, even the Sword Dynasty came forward to defend the Yanyun Dynasty, and it is conceivable that no other dynasty will dare to bully the Yanyun Dynasty in the future.

But if she leaves, Empress Fengnie is really unwilling.

Sometimes a woman's obsession is so profound.

Seeing that Empress Fengne still seemed to refuse to give up, Leng Qianji's eyes sank slightly.

Since he is here, he naturally wants to help Ye Guchen protect the Yanyun Dynasty.

Rumble!

Leng Qianji raised his hand and stood up, he didn't even need to sacrifice the divine soldier, and pointed it as a sword.

A terrifying sword shot out of the air and slashed towards Empress Fengne.

Empress Fengne's complexion changed, and she felt a fierce sword aura that suffocated her surging towards her.

She made a move to resist, but she spat blood from her mouth, and her jade hands were cut by the fierce sword qi.

"Queen Mother!"

Princess Fengxi's face turned pale, and she hurriedly stepped forward and blocked in front of Empress Fengne.

Her beautiful eyes turned to Ye Guchen, because she knew that the real leader was not Leng Qianji, but the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty.

"Lord Jiankui, I hope you will raise your noble hand and let my queen mother go. Princess Fengxi bowed to Ye Guchen Yingying.

Seeing this, Ye Guchen sighed slightly.

I didn't expect that the mysterious and noble girl who was as mysterious and noble as a fairy would show such a humble posture.

This is the transformation that comes with status.

However, for the sake of some friendship with Princess Fengxi in the past, Ye Guchen would not be killed.

Ye Guchen directly transmitted the voice to Leng Qianji.

Leng Qianji nodded lightly, and then spoke: "You guys go, but remember, you must not step into the territory of the Yanyun Dynasty in the future, otherwise you will ......"

Leng Qianji didn't finish speaking, but everyone present knew what the consequences were.

When Emperor Yanhe heard this, his old face twitched slightly because of excitement.

This sentence is the best guarantee for the safety of the Yanyun Dynasty.

After all, it was a true sage figure who said this.

Empress Fengnie was also completely dead, knowing that she would never have a chance again.

The Qianhuang took a deep breath, with resentment hidden in his eyes.

"What, you're not convinced?" Leng Qianji noticed the Qianhuang's eyes, and his tone was slightly cold.

"I didn't ...... Of course there is no ......" Emperor Qianhuang bowed his head, lowered his posture, and clenched his teeth.

The four heavenly guards were beheaded, and one of their arms was cut off.

As a pseudo-saint powerhouse, the emperor of the Great Qian, how could he have suffered such humiliation.

But he can't take revenge yet, and even has to bow his head and admit it.

One can imagine how angry the Emperor Qian's heart was.

"It's all that sword leader......" Emperor Qian's heart was cold.

"If not, get out of here!" Leng Qianji scolded, the heavens and the earth shook, and millions of male soldiers retreated in unison, their faces were pale, and their fighting intent had already been poured out.

In the end, the armies of the Daqian Dynasty and the Fengne Dynasty retreated like a tide.

Emperor Qianhuang and Empress Fengne could only leave.

A mighty battle to destroy the country ended in such a dramatic form.

Even everyone in the Yanyun royal family still has a dreamlike illusion.

They were all ready to die, but they didn't expect this transformation to happen.

However, they all knew that the reason why the Yanyun Dynasty was able to survive was because of that sword leader.

Thinking of this, including Yan He, Yan Changge, Yan Beilin, Yan Wushuang and others, their eyes all fell on the figure that stood in the nine skies.

"Old decay, thank you Guyun Sword Saint and Sword Dynasty Sword Kui for their help!" Yan He arched his hand towards Ye Guchen.

Yan Wushuang also bowed to Ye Guchen Yingying.

Ye Guchen nodded lightly and didn't say much.

Now is not the time to reunite.

Yan Changge spoke: "I don't know if I'm lucky, please ask the Lone Cloud Sword Saint and the Sword Leader to get together, so that my Yanyun Dynasty can express its gratitude." ”

Leng Qianji shook his head lightly and said, "Then you don't need to." ”

He didn't like to be lively, and this time he made a move, but it was also for Ye Guchen's sake.

He actually had nothing to do with the Yanyun Dynasty.

Everyone in the Yanyun Dynasty also knew that Leng Qianji could not have anything to do with them.

Then the only possibility is that sword leader.

It's just that what Yanyun people are puzzled about is what the dignified Sword Dynasty Sword Leader can have to do with the Yanyun Dynasty?

Many people are looking at Mu Xingzhu, thinking that it may be because of Mu Xingzhu's relationship.

Mu Xingzhu didn't say anything, because Ye Guchen had warned her, so she didn't need to say much.

Next, Ye Guchen didn't say a word, didn't say a word, and turned to leave.

Just like when he came, he was casual and free, and he didn't coerce him to repay him, and he didn't ask the Yanyun Dynasty to return anything.

"Tsk, worthy of being the sword leader of the First Dynasty, a piano sound shocked off a million male soldiers, come and go as you like, such a bearing, how many people in the younger generation can compare?"

Everyone in Yandu sighed.

In the next few days, Yandu put up lanterns and celebrated.

Mu Xingzhu also became a real guest and received the best courtesy.

At night, outside the lively palace in Yandu, Yan Wushuang walked out of the banquet with slender and round legs and came out to relax.

The experience of the past few days has been quite a bit of a big and up-and-down for her.

And at this moment, Yan Wushuang suddenly felt it, as if there were eyes watching her.

She took a step on her jade legs, and her lotus steps flashed.

"Who is it?"

Yan Wushuang drank clearly, and she saw that on a rockery in front of her, there was a figure standing.

Dressed in a black robe, his black hair fluttered in the night breeze, and he wore a grimace mask that looked like a cry and a smile.

Yan Wushuang's delicate body was like being struck by lightning, and suddenly stopped.

"Have you been watching me in the dark for the past few days?" Yan Wushuang's heart trembled.

She didn't expect that the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty would pay attention to her in the dark.

The figure was silent, silent.

Yan Wushuang's nervous breathing seemed to stop, because that figure seemed to be somewhat similar to the person she dreamed of.

"Yes...... Are you?" Yan Wushuang's tearful eyes were slightly hazy, and his vision seemed to be blurry.

The figure didn't say a word, and with a flash of footsteps, it disappeared into the night sky.

Yan Wushuang's delicate body trembled slightly, and he sat slumped in place, stunned.

On the other side, above the moonlit and starry sky, Ye Guchen slowly took off the grimace mask on his face.

A handsome face, under the moonlight, shows a little melancholy.

"Shuang'er, Tianjiao Battlefield, goodbye ......"