There was still warm blood, stained all over Yang Haolie's body.

His face froze for a moment, and his palms trembled.

The wine glasses he was holding slipped to the ground, shattering all over the place.

"You...... You...... You ......" Yang Haolie's body trembled, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Being able to kill several Venerable Beings with one hand, that person's strength is absolutely unfathomable!

Ye Guchen stood up lightly and walked towards Yang Haolie.

"You...... Who are you, I am Yang Haolie, the eighth prince of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

Yang Haolie's legs were a little weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a pop, constantly moving backwards.

It's not that he doesn't dare to resist, but he knows that with that person's strength, there is no resistance.

His cultivation is in the realm of the Divine Mansion, and he is not even a Venerable, so he can't escape at all.

Therefore, Yang Haolie can only move out of his identity background, hoping to make the other party jealous.

"You're really dead. Ye Guchen sneered.

In the Troubled Ancient Wasteland before, Yang Haolie had provoked him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Haolie hit him again.

"You...... Do you know this prince......" Yang Haolie reacted violently, and then listened to Ye Guchen's voice, as if he remembered something.

Ye Guchen raised his head slightly, revealing a grimace mask under the hood.

When he saw this mask, Yang Haolie's face tensed, and then he gasped as if he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but speak, trembling.

"You...... You are a ...... of the Sword Dynasty Dugu ......"

"That's right, I didn't expect to let you go last time, and this time I can still knock you down, it's a coincidence. Ye Guchen smiled faintly.

It's just that the smile is very cold.

Yang Haolie's heart sank to the bottom.

With the news channels of the Great Qian Dynasty, how could he not know all kinds of things that happened in the Sword Dynasty.

Including Ye Guchen became the new sword leader.

But Yang Haolie couldn't understand why the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty, who was high above, appeared in such a small place as the Yanyun Dynasty.

"Lonely and undefeated...... No...... Master Jiankui, spare me this time, I'll leave immediately......"

Yang Haolie was not a fool, knowing that Ye Guchen might have something to do with the Yanyun Dynasty, he directly knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Yang Haolie, who was still extremely arrogant in Yanyun Palace, kowtowed at this moment, and was extremely frightened.

If this scene was seen by Yan He and other people from the Yanyun royal family, they would definitely be stunned.

But it is true that compared with the identity of the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty, Yang Haolie's identity as a big and eighth prince is really nothing.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Ye Guchen's eyes flashed with coldness.

The last time he left his hand, he let Yang Haolie almost harm Yan Wushuang.

This time, naturally, he won't make the same mistake again.

Feeling the killing intent in Ye Guchen's tone, Yang Haolie shouted in fear: "You can't kill me, I am also the prince of the Great Qian Dynasty, if you kill me, my father, the Emperor will not let you go!"

"It's useless to use anyone as a shield!"

Ye Guchen raised his hand, and his true qi gushed out.

He pointed to the sword with one finger to the heavens and the other to the earth.

Then his hands joined together, and the terrifying golden sword qi brewed out in his palm.

Then, a finger swept out!

A hundred zhang golden sword shines on the heavens and the earth, reflecting the sky.

The fierce and incomparable golden sword swept directly towards Yang Haolie.

"No!"

Yang Haolie only had time to utter a word, and then his figure was directly annihilated in the golden sword, exploding into a cloud of blood mist and dust.

The golden sword is so powerful that it even divides the entire restaurant into two.

The golden light shone brightly, and the whole swallow was clearly visible.

"What's that?"

Such a vision shook the palace.

Yan Wushuang leaned on the tall building alone, and his heart was full of sorrow.

At this time, she also saw the golden sword light, directly cutting through the cloud-shrouded sky.

"That's ......," Yan Wushuang's beautiful eyes were stunned.

For some reason, when she saw that golden sword, she actually had a special throbbing feeling.

Without any hesitation, Yan Wushuang moved his slender jade legs, and his delicate body flashed out.

Many people in the palace were also alarmed and hurried to the place of the incident.

On the side of the restaurant, after killing Yang Haolie, Ye Guchen's face did not change.

It's just a prince, and if you kill it, you will kill it.

And he really deserves to be killed.

"The movement that was drawn out is a bit big, Xingzhu, I'll avoid it for a while. Ye Guchen said.

Mu Xingzhu nodded slightly.

Immediately, Lin Tu and Ye Guchen's figures flashed away, while Mu Xingzhu stayed where he was.

Because she was going to meet the senior brothers and sisters of the Sword Sect Tallinn.

In just a moment, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and it was some of the guards of the palace.

Among them, there are even a few acquaintances.

Chu Qingchi, who was dressed in green clothes, and Ye Xie, these are all old disciples of the Sword Sect Tallinn.

After coming to the Yanyun Dynasty, they took advantage of the situation to join the royal family.

"Those are...... The corpse of the entourage of the Great Qianwang Prince?" Chu Qingchi was shocked when he saw some stumps and broken arms on the ground.

"Who killed them?" Ye Xie's face changed.

The eighth prince of the Great Qian Dynasty died in the capital of the Yanyun Dynasty.

This spread out, and the Yanyun Dynasty couldn't wash it even if it jumped into the Yellow River.

And only then did they notice the delicate girl with a silver mask.

"You are ......" Chu Qingchi's face froze.

At this time, Yan Shaotang, Ji Ling, and Yan Wushuang also came.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Shaotang felt a sigh in his heart, and almost didn't faint.

"Is the Eighth Prince dead?" Ji Ling was also stunned, but a hint of happiness flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Yan Wushuang's eyes also trembled.

She couldn't have known what the Eighth Prince meant when he died.

"The death of the Eighth Prince seems to be related to this person. Chu Qingchi pointed to the masked figure.

"Are you ......" Yan Wushuang also looked over.

"Hehe, senior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

But when he saw that the man took off the mask on his face, he showed a beautiful white face, with crooked eyebrows and flickering big eyes, full of smiles.

"Are you...... Senior Sister Mu?" Yan Wushuang was stunned for a moment.

Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi, Ye Xie and others were also stunned, and then their faces were filled with joy.

None of them expected that they would be able to meet their old friends again.

Next, there was a sigh of greetings.

Ji Ling tactfully told Mu Xingzhu about Ye Guchen's affairs in the Heavenly Desolate Plain, but she Mu Xingzhu didn't know.

Mu Xingzhu's eyes rolled, he grinned, and didn't say anything.

Yan Shaotang interjected with a pale face: "When is it, still reminiscing, this woman is likely to have something to do with the death of the Eighth Prince of Daqian!"

Ji Ling opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Sister Mu, did you really kill this Eighth Prince?"

Mu Xingzhu turned his eyes and said: "It was killed by a friend of Xingzhu, he couldn't get used to Yang Haolie as a person, so he killed him directly." ”

"What, friend?" Yan Wushuang and the others were surprised.

What kind of friend did Mu Xingzhu make, even the Eighth Prince of Daqian dared to kill casually?

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