After the turmoil, several people embarked on the journey again.

After this small shock to his heart, Bai Yi became more diligent in his cultivation, no matter whether it was sunny or rainy.

In this way, after three days, there is only half of the assessment time between Yan Ziyu and other princes.

Under the clouds floating in the sky, Bai Yi cultivated as always, while Yan Ziyu and the three of them cleaned up the battlefield and harvested.

"This little brother Bai Yi is really a cultivator! The speed of realm ascension is simply more demonic than that of a demon. ”

On the side, Yan Qingxuan couldn't help but look up when she heard this.

Looking at the slightly immature but calm figure, the strength in her heart was actually loosened a little.

'Huh... Bang...'

"This is!" Xiaoqian, a girl who has always been silent, muttered to herself with some uncertainty when she saw this.

"Ask for help fireworks, who is in danger? shouldn't it!" Yan Ziyu patted the folding fan in his hand and bowed his head.

"Wake up White Feather, let's go take a look. Yan Qingxuan was regarded as the leader, and after pondering for a while, he was looking back, but he saw that Bai Yi had already gotten up.

At this moment, I saw that his eyes were slightly brighter, and his aura was more powerful, adding a little mystery under the cover of the mask.

Afterwards, several people packed up a little and went to the place where the fireworks were released together.

... Somewhere in the forest, this place is a little remote, thorny, overgrown with weeds, and there is no sign of monsters.

As far as the eye can see, there is a mountain wall, about dozens of feet high, very steep, and moss-clinging, but a few vines are hanging upside down on the wall.

And in the central part of the mountain wall, there was a tree with red fruit.

I could only see that the branches were full of jet-black spikes, and there was not half a green leaf dotted with them.

Through the sunlight thrown from the sky, the smear red fruit looks particularly dazzling and agile, and there is a faint fragrance under the bridge of the nose, which is refreshing.

At the bottom of the mountain wall, there are two groups of figures facing each other.

"Yan Ziyin, are you looking for death?" The strong man led by one party looked at the fireworks signal dissipating in the air viciously and said.

I saw that this person looked like a tiger's back, with thick eyebrows on his horizontal face, two balls of dried meat on his chest, and the muscles between his arms were like rainbow dragons staggered back and forth.

He is the fifth prince Yan Zihong, the prince of Qizhu, one of the hot candidates for the crown prince in the dynasty, arrogant, domineering is synonymous with him since childhood, however, this person is very fond of martial arts, talent is also very high, and he has always hoped to build a thriving and brilliant martial arts empire in his heart.

And behind it, there stood a richly dressed, handsome young man, who was Yan Zihong's confidant, the seventh prince Yan Zijun, fickle and capricious.

In addition, behind the two of them, three middle-aged people with the same clothes and the same appearance stood, they were also famous figures, but now they were under Yan Zihong's command.

"Since I can't get it, do you want to swallow it alone?" Seeing the menacing Yan Zihong in front of him, the young man with the word 'insidious' written in his eyebrows was not afraid, and it meant that the fish was dead and the net was broken.

This person is also a 'character' in Dayan, extremely insidious, and he will repay him, very scheming, if anyone takes advantage of him, he will try his best to return it with ten times the suffering, and he will not give up if he does not achieve his goal, and he is reckless in doing things, and he is also one of the hot candidates for the throne, Yan Ziyin, who was crowned Prince Sanzhu.

Behind him, there was only one burly body, and he felt that he and Yan Zihong had a fight, Tong Qianjin, and I saw that there was a big hammer tied with a Senhan iron chain behind this person, which looked strange and scary.

'Squeak, squeak!'

"Haha, sixth brother, it seems that you are tight-boned, let the fifth brother come to loosen up for you. Yan Zihong laughed, then his eyes became cold, and he walked forward slowly and broke his fingers.

Looking at the few people who came over, the momentum completely suppressed his side, however, he knew that he was not Yan Zihong's opponent, but the spirit fruit on the mountain wall could not be easily given up, it was a relatively deep 'heritage'.

At this time, I saw the strong man guard behind him, Tong Qianjin, but he was not afraid, and immediately stepped in front of him.

"Hmph, it's just a dog minion, and you also want to commit the following crimes, disobey the king?" said that, Yan Zihong was about to make a move, but his palm was doing it with all his might, and he actually moved with killing intent.

"Qianjin, step aside, although I am only the Prince of Sanzhu, how can he Yan Zihong say that he can move. In the face of Yan Zihong's oppression of others, he didn't have much fear, and he refused to give in.

"Oh, you connived at your subordinates, offended my Dayan and became the prince of Qizhu, and taught you how to do it, today I will do it, and tell you how to do it. After saying that, I saw Yan Zihong suddenly like a heavy mountain, and the fist wind tore through violently.

'Whew!'

Seeing this, Yan Ziyin hurriedly pulled Tong Qianjin back and retreated, if he was hit by this punch, he was afraid that he would not be able to stay for a few days.

It's just that Yan Zihong's fist came in an instant, not only fast but also powerful.

"Lord Wang, be careful!" Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Tong Qianjin didn't fight back, and actually used his body to block a heavy punch for Yan Ziyin.

'Poof!'

Immediately, even the strong Tong Qianjin flew out upside down, rubbing on the ground for a while, before he was blocked by his feet and stopped, and he still couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan Zihong, you are a reckless man. Seeing this, Yan Ziyin immediately scolded.

'Whew!'

said that it was too late and that was fast, Yan Zihong didn't say much, and pinched Yan Ziyin's throat with one palm and hung it up.

"Hmph, what are you going to do with me, hahaha..."

Listening to the raging laughter in Yan Zihong's mouth, Yan Ziyin grabbed the rough palm between his throats hard, and his eyes were full of coldness.

And just as he was struggling, there was a sound of clapping in the distance.

'Smack, smack, smack!'

"What a good show!" Xunyin looked at it, only to see several figures walking out of the forest, and the figures in the lead were clapping their hands and chuckling.

Jade belt tie hair, gold hairpin with silk, this person is wearing a brocade robe, there is a jewelry hanging on the waist, on the narrow cheeks, the starry eyes contain charm, the sword eyebrows are stretched, the whole person looks really a proud son of the sky, and there is a trace of awe-inspiring in the warmth.

And behind him is the second prince who follows him, Yan Ziyuan, treacherous and lustful is his biggest failure, I don't know how many wealthy Chinese women have been secretly harmed.

In the end, there were two guards following, as if they were printed in a mold, and there was almost no difference between them, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Yan, Zi, Xuan!" Seeing the visitor, Yan Zihong gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Zixuan, the eldest prince who was the most powerful in the dynasty and was the same prince of Qizhu as him, and suddenly became angry.

Yan Zihong's many plots have been hindered by Yan Zixuan, the two have already formed a grudge, and their ideas are completely different, they are to govern the country with literature and create a holy land, but what they do in secret is not tolerated by the sages and descendants.

"You guys, go on, just watch the play. Yan Zixuan, who had a harmless look on his face, said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Yan Zihong waved his right hand, and Yan Ziyin, who was already a little embarrassed, fell backwards, but fortunately Tong Qianjin held him.

"Reckless man, this hatred, I Yan Ziyin wrote it down. ”

Looking at his vicious eyes, Yan Zihong didn't think so, but sneered: "You have recorded this king's hatred countless times, and I don't care if you remember one more thing, hahaha..."

'Squeak!'

Yan Ziyin clenched his fists tightly, and there was a sound between the bone joints, but he still endured it.

Seeing that they were no longer fighting each other, Yan Zixuan was bored, and then looked up at the red fruit on the mountain wall, and said with a little surprise.

"Hey, tsk, sixth brother, it seems that you set off the fireworks, I'm so lucky to be able to meet this ripe 'Yunling Fruit'." ”

"Hmph, don't talk about cool words, I'm afraid you're thinking about how to swallow it alone!" Rubbing his aching neck, Yan Ziyin looked at him with disdain.

"Look at what you said, if this king doesn't come, I'm afraid you will suffer again!"

Listening to Yan Zixuan's painless ridicule, he really had an urge to kill these people in his heart.

"It seems a little difficult, well, let this king think about it. Yan Zixuan pondered, as if he was really thinking of a solution.

"Hmph, Yan Zixuan, this fruit tree is the first thing we discovered, how can you have your share, don't force this king to do it with you. Yan Zihong saw that he was going to insert a foot horizontally to share the cup, and he was not happy for a while.

"The so-called seeers have a share, and you want to use your brute force to make this king submit, tsk, it seems that it is not enough!" Yan Zixuan, as the first prince of Dayan, is the candidate with the greatest chance to become the next emperor, and he does not take Yan Zihong in his eyes at all, and the usual small friction is just that he is unwilling to really do it.

"You!" Although Yan Zihong is strong in his own strength, his brain is still not very flexible, and he has been caught in Yang conspiracy several times, and in terms of his realm, the two are almost the same, he is only slightly stronger, and he can't get any benefits.

And when the two were 'fighting', in the grass, suddenly a few figures came out.

"Hehe, it's really getting more and more lively!" Seeing Yan Qingxuan and a few people appearing, Yan Zixuan suddenly smiled.

"I've seen big brother!" Although Yan Zixuan has his own rules for doing things, he has not felt sorry for Yan Ziyu over the years, after all, although he is in the ranks of seizing the throne, he cannot pose any threat.

"Hmm!" Yan Zixuan didn't make any pretentiousness, nodded slightly, and then looked at Bai Yi, who was wrapped in a sweatshirt and covered his face with a mask, and said, "Ziyu, I don't know who this friend is?"

"Oh! Yan Ziyu hadn't finished speaking, but Yan Qingxuan on the side immediately spoke: "This is Yunyang's guest, Mr. Bai Yu, you don't have to think crookedly." ”

"Uh, heh!" Yan Ziyu was not annoyed after hearing this, smiled slightly, and nodded slightly towards Bai Yi.

Seeing this, Bai Yi was not easy to refuse, and also nodded his head, which was regarded as a polite return salute.

However, they didn't notice that Xiao Qian beside her felt a strange gaze from a few feet away, and suddenly felt that her body trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to look directly.

"Okay, don't talk about those useless ones, just say it! This Spirit Fruit Tree is here, there are only a dozen of them, how to distribute them. "Seeing that everyone is almost here, if you delay any longer, I am afraid that if something happens, it will outweigh the losses, so Yan Zihong is also a little anxious.

When Bai Yi and the others heard this, they looked up and saw the red spirit fruit on the mountain wall.

At the same time, in the mountains several miles apart, a figure was fighting hard, his clothes covered in blood and his face full of, but on closer inspection, it seemed that none of the blood was his own.