Chapter 111: My Son

When the group of scattered cultivators saw Ye Kun jumping up, holding a shovel, they were all stunned and speechless, and they admired him even more in their hearts, of course, they admired his brainless bravery.

Just fit the high ranks, and actually jump up to play the peak of fit? Even if you hit the peak of fitting, are the two guards next to you eating dry rice?

The guards of the royal family, how can you say that they must also be the foundation of the strong spirit, you go up the ladder together, isn't this a gift for people's heads? Such an unwise move is, in their opinion, a brain-dead.

"What man!?" The two guards shouted at the same time, and they were about to strike and bombard Ye Kun.

It's a pity that before they could make a move, they were stopped by the prince, only to see him wave his hand, look at Ye Kun contemptuously, and said: "Stop, just fit the high level, I don't need you to do it, I'll do it myself." ”

There was a clang.

I saw him draw out a shiny big knife, the big knife was cold and cold, exuding a breathtaking sword intent, and at the same time exuding a bloody aura, it seems that many people died in vain under this knife, and the knife body is also carved with a lifelike golden python, this must be an extraordinary spirit soldier.

With a contemptuous smile on his face, he raised his knife and shouted loudly: "I am the prince of the Split Cloud Country, Tang Buwei, who came to report that this prince will not kill unknown people." ”

Holding a knife in one hand, looking at Ye Kun, Tang Buwei was wearing a robe and swaying in the wind, his long hair was chic and flowing like a waterfall, and his handsome and fair face exuded confidence and conceit.

In his opinion, Ye Kun is just a pearl of rice, and trying to shake his glory of the sun and moon is simply wishful thinking, and even if he dreams, it is impossible to win him.

At this moment, he was holding a knife, waiting for Ye Kun to jump to the best attack position, and then slash him with a knife, so that the stinky fish and shrimp below could understand how powerful he was.

Split Cloud Country, the power of the royal family, untouchable!

This is the purpose of Tang Buwei's attack on Ye Kun.

Jumping into the air, Ye Kun, who was getting closer and closer to Tang Buwei, laughed and roared: "It's good to say, Lao Tzu is the ultimate handsome guy who sweeps across eight states, sweeps invincible opponents at the same level, and flattens the eight wildernesses, and combines handsomeness and beauty, and his father is also." ”

Ye Kun's voice resounded in the sky, and the group of scattered cultivators below were stunned, and even the sect masters, pavilion masters, and disciples of the other two major forces were stunned.

Only the one in the Butterfly Valley, the valley lord Youruo still has a group of disciples, making a light laugh, this is the real blooming of a hundred flowers, a hundred flowers blooming, all the flowers, all surrounded by Youruo, a unique flower that exudes infinite charm, makes the Youdie Valley particularly eye-catching.

"Daddy?" Tang Buwei subconsciously pronounced these two words, his face was full of doubts, he had never heard such a strange name, although it was normal for the world to be strange, but this name was refreshing to him.

"The Prince's ......"

The two guards glanced at each other, swallowed their saliva, and were already in a hurry to stop Tang Buwei and read out the two words.

"My son, remember, I am your father, and all the casual cultivators present in Duzhou today can testify." Ye Kun laughed.

This is good, the scattered cultivators present have not reacted before, but when they react now, they are all laughing wildly, many people are laughing and covering their stomachs, and some even bow into leather shrimp with laughter.

The Yu Sect Master of the Peerless Ancestral Hall was slightly stunned at first, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the disciples of the Peerless Ancestral Hall all let out a light smile.

"Bastard, it's a bastard, teach the guy who doesn't know the height of the sky a good lesson, let him play without paying attention to others, only caring about himself, he should be punished." Youruo smiled slightly, looking at Ye Kun, who jumped high and held a rusty shovel, his fascinating purple eyes exuded a strange look.

Of course, the disciples of Youdie Valley are naturally cheering for Ye Kun, no matter what he does, he is the most handsome in their hearts, as for the prince of the Split Cloud Country, in their eyes, he is really in the same column as the local chicken and the dog.

"I don't think I can do it, although the prince of the Split Cloud Country is only the peak of fitting, but the weapon in his hand is the peak of the spirit soldier, the double suppression of the realm and the weapon, hehe is really looking for death." Xi Aojiao smiled coldly, looked at Ye Kun coldly, and just waited for him to be deflated.

And the disciples of the Broken Love Pavilion were expressionless, looking at the front with great emptiness, not paying attention to Ye Kun at all, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with them, if they wanted to say that they were broken, it was indeed these disciples who completely destroyed Na Xi Aojiao.

Ye Kun's laughter, as well as the ridicule of everyone, made Tang Buwei wake up like a dream, and then he realized that he was being played by the high-ranking ants in front of him, and he was played in front of Duzhou and countless scattered cultivators.

This matter will definitely spread out, and when the time comes, it will not be as simple as a hundred, a hundred and a thousand, and the number of transmissions at the beginning will be innumerable.

Thinking of himself, the matter of calling the young man's father in front of him has been widely spread, and I am afraid that he will not be laughed at until he dies, this is simply nailing him to the pillar of shame, I am afraid that it is not the future, and he will not even have the qualifications to inherit the Split Cloud Country.

The more I thought about him, the more angry he became, and the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, like thick earthworms wriggling, and his face was red from embarrassment.

At this moment, he was angry, his face was extremely gloomy, turning from red to black, and he just wanted to chop the bastard thing in front of him who was talking big into pieces of minced meat.

He didn't wait, nor did he continue to maintain his demeanor and calmness, his face was extremely hideous, he jumped away, away from the mount beast, raised his knife with both hands and slashed down, angrily trying to kill Ye Kun with a knife.

"I am the prince of the Split Cloud Kingdom, Tang Buwei, just an ant, and dare to disobey me, let everyone know today that I Tang Buwei is not easy to mess with." Tang Buwei roared angrily, and the knife raised in his hand began to change unpredictably.

"Tang Emperor Sword Technique!"

The messy knife qi exploded everywhere, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal everywhere it passed, and the ravines were horizontal, which showed how powerful the knife intent was, and the illusory knife shadow gradually expanded, and the spirit soldier that Tang Buwei was holding with both hands had already transformed into several zhang long at this time.

"Tang Emperor Sword Technique! That's the strongest technique of the Imperial Family of the Splitting Cloud Country! ”

"It is rumored that you must have a peerless sword intent talent before you can cultivate."

"Tang Buwei, at a young age, has already comprehended the Tang Emperor's sword technique, it is really terrifying."

"That boy is in danger!"

"I once heard that the ancestor of the royal family of the Split Cloud Country, the peak strength of the spirit transformation battle against two masters of the same level, and in the end, he relied on the Tang Emperor's sword technique to kill those two, this is an incomparable supreme attack technique!"

As soon as they heard that it was the Tang Emperor's sword trick, a group of scattered cultivators discussed it, and the wind fell to Tang Buwei's side, and no one was optimistic about Ye Kun at all.

This is also normal, people Tang Buwei, if you want to attack the technique, you want the spirit soldier to have the spirit soldier, you want the realm to have the realm, what does Ye Kun have......

The Ye Kun in their eyes is really shabby, except for the good relationship with Youdie Valley, there is no bright spot at all, and when the car was hit by the flying car before, they all thought it was just a sneak attack, and it didn't count.

In this head-to-head showdown, what are the chances of winning.

The realm is lower than that of people, and there is no attacking technique, spirit soldiers? That rusty shovel counts as a spiritual soldier? Even if it is a spirit soldier, can it be compared to Tang Buwei's? It's just that one is poop and the other is real gold, and there is no need to compare at all, Ye Kun has already been made a nail in the coffin and lost.

"Hmph, it, bastard." Xi Aojiao's eyes flashed with excitement, and she forced her quietly, and when she found that Youruo was staring at her, she coughed dryly twice, pretending not to speak.

"What kind of prince do you have,, you don't have to call me father, the rebel son actually dares to beat his father, today as a father, I will teach you a good lesson as a rebel!" Ye Kun is addicted to playing and can't stop.

His original intention was to teach Tang Buwei a lesson, who let this guy be so arrogant and domineering when he appeared, and even injured many innocent cultivators, although it has nothing to do with him, but this kind of guy is really unpleasant.

Especially when he was idle and thinking about things at that time, he was blown all over the dust, if it wasn't for his physical strength, I am afraid that he would also be blown miserable. Naturally, I want to teach this guy a lesson.

"What's the use of floating bark shaking trees! Die to me! "The angry Tang Buwei just wants to get rid of this stain, Ye Kun's appearance is the biggest stain in his life, at this moment he wants to completely kill the person in front of him, only in this way can he vent the hatred in his heart.

Smack......

A crisp voice sounded, and everyone's eyes suddenly bulged out, and they saw the most unbelievable situation in their lives.

One person was holding a rusty broken shovel, and with a shovel, he directly broke a super powerful spirit soldier that looked majestic and incomparable.

This is simply impossible, as if someone told them that someone took a wooden stick and broke a spirit soldier, Ye Kun's shovel, in their eyes, there is no difference between it and a wooden stick.

"You're .......!"

Bang dang!

Before Tang Buwei could speak, he had already been slapped out by Ye Kun with a shovel, a distance of dozens of zhang, it was no longer as simple as a dog gnawing mud at this time, the whole head was inserted into it, and there was an upside-down onion, and the prince who had just appeared was still personable, and after only a while, he became so embarrassed.

All this has started and ended at a lightning speed, and the group of scattered cultivators can't calm down for a long time, one by one, you look at me, I look at you, and they swallowed their saliva.

The Bird Slaying Organization was dumbfounded and dumbfounded in public, and I don't know if it can continue at this time......

However, there are also many people who are looking at the shovel in his hand.......

"It's really extraordinary, the Lord of the Valley really has a vision." Yu Ya smiled slightly, she now understood why Youruo would send Ye Kun, who was only of the right height, to the secret realm, such a combat power did not need to worry at all.

"Uh-huh, the bastard boy really has a hand." Youruo is so happy, Ye Kun is in the limelight, in her opinion, it is more comfortable than being in the limelight, especially when others praise Ye Kun, this feeling is even more obvious.

"Why... How is this possible... It shouldn't be like this..."Xi Aojiao went crazy and collapsed, which was not at all the same as she imagined.