In a few words, Ye Chen was so angry that he had nothing to say, turned his head away, and the giant spirit god general couldn't cry or laugh when he saw it, and shook his head vigorously. At this time, Zhen Tianhou suddenly looked at the edge of the sky, where there was a trace of sword light, tearing the universe, illuminating the universe, and approaching here quickly and vigorously.

The immeasurable sword light, as if it was about to open up the world and recreate the world, shocked the countless fierce beasts in the Wanli King Mountain, trembling and trembling.

Ye Chen also saw this terrifying sword light that was incomparable!

Whew

The earth seemed to have been cut in half, and the stones flew and the sand flew, and the clouds swelled.

Wearing a sword-patterned robe, a purple jade crown, a majestic face, and angular facial features, a middle-aged man was unrestrained and chic, and his body fell in front of Wang Shan like a torch.

The groundbreaking, indescribable sword light of the Great Dao that opened the world before burst out from the body of this middle-aged man. Now, he is breezy and calm, and he is standing in front of this king mountain with a restrained air, and he is also like a peerless divine weapon in the scabbard, imprinted in this void.

The majestic and terrifying, peerless aura of the sword path made the void outside his body full of holes, flickering dark and bright, twisted and twisted.

With such a powerful and peerless kendo qi machine, Ye Chen felt it for the first time.

He thought of a person, one of the Nine Heavenly Weather of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty: Sword Heavenly Weather! This is a big man who is obsessed with the field of swordsmanship.

Not long ago, when Ye Chen and Lin Yue'er went to Wanbao Tower, they also met the son of the sword and the weather, Lu Wushuang.

This handsome and upright Lu Wushuang, at this time, was standing behind the man, which further proved that this man with sword dao qi covering the sky was the sword weather of one of the nine heavenly weather of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty!

With the addition of Zhentianhou, there are two Tianhou in front of this Wang Mountain!

However, in contrast, Zhen Tianhou's strength is dormant in his body, but he also looks majestic and majestic. The sword weather is different, for fear that others don't know how powerful he is, the sword dao qi flying outside his body is like a vast sea pregnant with hundreds of millions of divine swords, threatening the heavens and crying ghosts!

"Zhentianhou!"

The eyebrows were gloomy, and Jian Tianhou's gaze, full of fierce battle intent, was locked on the majestic posture of Zhentianhou.

This strong hostility attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Lord Jian Tianhou, in the past, he was suppressed by Lord Zhentianhou for three days and three nights, so Lord Jian Tianhou has always been unconvinced by Lord Zhentianhou, is this true?"

"The Nine Heavenly Weathers, standing on their feet, are the nine optimus pillars that support the operation of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty. Lord Zhentianhou's strength is unfathomable, and his courage is unbeatable in the world, although Lord Jian Tianhou is also a sword path to the sky, and his combat power is terrifying, but compared with Lord Zhentianhou, it is much inferior. ”

"So, Lord Jian Tianhou has really been suppressed by Lord Zhentianhou?"

......

In front of Wang Mountain, there are many people and endless discussions.

Jian Tianhou's face became more and more ugly because of this, and he snorted and said, "I heard that Ye Chen's little marquis dragon came out of the abyss, soared into the sky, returned to the royal city, and left traces on the Heavenly Mandate Tablet. Ben Hou originally wanted to congratulate Zhen Tianhou, but I heard that Ye Chen's little marquis used the method of the left way of the side door to have a martial arts cultivation for a short time.

I just thought that after a period of time, I would wait until Ye Chen's little marquis was really based on the martial arts realm, and then do something to congratulate, what did Zhentianhou think. ”

Indeed, the imperial capital of the royal city is now boiling, and there are countless rumors, some people say that Ye Chen has obtained the treasure of the ancient powerhouse, some people say that Ye Chen has eaten the ancient holy medicine, and some people say that Ye Chen is to break free from the title of waste, and he took the risk of using some kind of evil secret art, so that he has martial arts cultivation.

This is also understandable, it is really born with a unique vein, and there is no solution for eternity. Ye Chen's return to the royal city immediately left a mark on the Heavenly Mandate Monument, this kind of repertoire, no matter who sees it, it will feel unbelievable and unimaginable.

Zhentianhou turned a deaf ear, his tone was ancient, and he said: "My son stands up to the sky and the earth, and he is upright, how can he be willing to fall!"

"Yes, this kind of thing has to be proved by Ye Chen's little marquis himself. Jian Tianhou sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said eloquently: "Ancient and modern, the years are long, it's not that no one has risen to the top because of a temporary sidewalk.

But such creatures will eventually be reduced to floating dust fragments, and only he knows how the little marquis of Ye Chen got rid of the shackles of his innate pulse and stepped into the path of martial arts. ”

Zhentianhou's heart was as calm as water, his face was indifferent, he did not get angry, his posture of being angry, and the demeanor of the superior was undoubtedly displayed. said: "The coming day is long, what will happen to my son in the future, it's not that your sword weather can break it in one word!"

"What Lord Zhentianhou said is extremely true, so he won't say anything. Jian Tianhou closed his eyes, closed his eyes and rested, the ten thousand sword dao breath outside his body, which side of the world was shaky, and he wanted to shatter.

"This sword weather is getting more and more excessive, and in front of the public, it is implied that Ye Chen has a martial arts cultivation only after taking the method of the left path of the side door, which is afraid that he still remembers the fact that Lord Zhentianhou suppressed him in the past. The Djinn God General narrowed his eyes and said.

Zhen Tianhou didn't say a word, as if he didn't care.

Ye Chen knew that Zhen Tianhou didn't take Jian Tianhou to heart from beginning to end, in Zhen Tianhou's eyes, that Jian Tianhou was a clown who jumped off the beam. As the saying goes, knowing the son is better than the father! Ye Chen is convinced of this, that is, the sword weather is one of the nine major heavens, and the power of the sword is thorough, but in front of his father Zhen Tianhou, whether it is a dragon or a tiger, he has to lie on his stomach!

......

Time passed bit by bit.

The thirty-six gods of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty have reached more than half, each with its own style, among them, the heavenly gods, the stars and the moon gods are the most eye-catching.

Especially the Youyue Divine General, who is the only woman among the thirty-six divine generals of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, looks like she is about thirty years old, with fair skin, picturesque eyebrows, delicate face, white jade armor, unable to hide her tall and round figure, a pair of slender and tall thighs, shaking in the air, white flowers, tender and tender, making people dry and dry, blood boiling.

Ye Chen couldn't help but look at it twice.

"Hmph!" Lin Yue'er pouted on the side and said, "Oops, someone's eyes are about to fall to the ground." ”

"Is it so exaggerated?" Ye Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

......

Another half a day has passed, and the blood weather in the nine major heavens has arrived, this is a ruthless character, the one who kills the most in the nine major weathers, wearing a wide and dazzling blood-colored coat, and a black hair shawl falling from the sky, as if dragging a blood-colored ocean, rendering the world full of blood.

The handsome face, pale and bloodless, looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old.