On the opposite side of the gate of the Han Palace, behind the carriage of the Eighth Prince, two figures walked out of the darkness, one of them had a mysterious breath, like a dead branch and a leaf, inconspicuous.

And the other person was obviously in the first place, although his breath was not hidden, but it went up and down, fluctuating endlessly, making it difficult for people to see his true realm.

This is a man with a feminine face and an elegant voice, but there is an evil aura between his eyebrows. Obviously, it was in the past month that the Barren Rock Dynasty residing in the imperial capital came to envoy the prince Yanluo.

After Ye Qingyu heard this voice, he stopped, turned around, and looked at the two men who came out of the shadows, his eyes were a little strange.

And beside him, the sword-wielding guard in silver armor took a slight step forward, blocking most of Ye Qingyu's body behind.

Qing Mo's face was very solemn, and Qing Xin on the other side did not look relaxed at all, the aura of these two people was too weird, especially the black-robed man whose breath was like a withered branch, which actually gave them a feeling of depression in their chests.

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly felt a little pressure. This kind of oppressive feeling is not unfamiliar to them, just when they just stepped into the Cold King's Mansion, the two of them faintly felt this oppression from Lin Zhan, who was about to break through the realm.

Obviously, the realm of this strange black-robed man was to surpass them, but they didn't understand why these two people wanted to stop His Royal Highness here.

This is the imperial capital of the Hanyu Dynasty, and it is guarded by several warriors of the royal realm, once there are high-level warriors fighting, it will definitely alarm the princes of all parties in the imperial capital.

And the place they chose was exactly in front of the Han Palace, even if Ye Han couldn't practice, there was no shortage of masters in the palace. What is the point of doing this in front of the door of the Han Palace, but blatantly despising a prince?

Could it be that they still expect to win the Eighth Prince here with just two people?

Could it be that Lin Zhan, who was standing behind, couldn't be furnished?

"Prince Yanluo said with a smile, His Royal Highness King Han is not in good health now, and this king is also worried. Although he visited many times, he couldn't see it, but it was only because this king was familiar with His Royal Highness King Han that he was tired of General Lin to greet him. ”

At this time, Ye Qingyu, who was protected by Qing Mo and had never spoken, raised his head, and the different colors in his eyes had all disappeared, like an ancient well.

"However, the prince of Yanluo came from afar, but he did not have the slightest intention of living in a foreign country, but he traveled very closely with the children of various families, and he was able to come and go freely in the prince's mansion in just ten days, which really made the king embarrassed. ”

After Ye Qingyu finished saying this, Qing Mo and Qing Xin didn't notice anything, but the smile on Yan Luo's face suddenly closed.

There didn't sound wrong with what he said, but it was extremely harsh in Yanluo's ears.

No matter how beautiful he is at this time, he is just a proton in the Barren Rock Dynasty after all.

With his status, even if he was named an envoy of a dynasty, how could he come and go freely in the palaces of the princes of all parties? Even the last time he went to see the third prince, he was only allowed to enter after handing over the post.

As for the rest of the place, not to mention, how many soft nails were touched in the coming and going. And most of the people he can make friends with these days are some important ministers and concubines, and some unlearned and unskilled gentlemen.

Originally, as an envoy of a country, it was understandable for him to come to a foreign country for the first time and make friends with some local snakes, but Qing Yu said this, which clearly meant that "things gather by like, and people are divided by groups", and he was directly reduced to a flattering villain.

Yanluo was slightly angry in his heart, but he couldn't do it. At least on the surface, the words of the Eighth Prince just now were not rude at all, and when others heard it, they just felt a little strange.

But for him, it was a bit of a problem, whether he took it as if he didn't hear it, or whether he retorted about it, it was not very appropriate. As far as this verbal confrontation is concerned, as soon as they met, he suffered a dark loss.

"Worthy of the Eighth Highness......"

"Sure enough, the sharp teeth and mouth are very sharp......"

Silently suffered such a dark loss, but Yanluo did not attack on the spot, but his eyes were a lot colder, and there was a strange smile in his eyes, which felt like looking at a plaything between the palms.

"I just don't know...... After a while...... Can you still be as ...... as you are now? The Advantage of the Tongue......"

Ye Qingyu's willow eyebrows were slightly raised, this person's eyes were really awkward, as if he was sure that he could hold himself in his heart, making his face look annoyed at the same time, his heart tightened slightly.

"Bold!"

And Qing Mo and Qing Xin had obvious annoyance on their faces. Although in the previous words, they knew that the man in front of them was a prince of a foreign land, but so what?

Even in the presence of princes, they could not insult their masters like this.

Since the moment they served in Qingping Palace, they had already been tied to these two teenagers in Qingping Palace, and the so-called lord humiliated the ministers to death, which is exactly the case.

The aura of the two great martial artist realms suddenly unfolded, although the two of them were not talented people, but after all, they were martial artists who had entered the fourth realm of martial arts. Martial Refining Xuangang, although it can't be said to be perfect, but it can't be said that Yanluo can compete with it when it explodes with all its might.

It's just that in the face of these two breaths oppressing, Yan Luo's face did not have the slightest hint of panic, but showed a sneer.

Behind him, a black robe rolled up, and the wind suddenly rose, and pieces of withered yellow leaves fell from under the black robe, floating out in the wind.

This domineering wind swept away, obviously more condensed than the aura of the two of them, and as soon as the aura of the two of them came into contact with it, they collapsed one after another.

The aura collapsed, and Qing Mo and the two of them turned pale, but they did not retreat, but instead took a step forward together, and their true yuan violently shook, tearing apart the bursting wind in an instant.

The wind swept the fallen leaves on both sides, and on the ground of this road, two deep ravines were plowed out, and the blue-gray masonry was shattered, and even the loess in the ground was blown away.

The relatively spacious road in front of the Han Wang's Mansion turned into a mess in an instant, with green bricks and dust flying all over the sky, scattered everywhere, and the deep ravines almost extended under the walls of the palace.

Fortunately, the location of Ye Han's Han Wangfu is extremely remote, and if there are still private houses around the palace, it will inevitably collapse this time.

However, this is just the power leaked by the collision between the breaths, if the three great martial artists really fight, I am afraid that this path will be destroyed.