Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Flowers in the Thunder

"I don't think there's any need to talk nonsense, it's a group of dying people anyway, let's do it. ”

The king of Nankujun said, with a huge axe in his hand, suddenly, a piece of the ground trembled, and dense cracks spread open, looking at the king of Xiling County, the king of Dongxuan County, and Qin Cang, with a murderous intent on their faces.

"King Xiling County, King Dongxuan County, and Qin Cang, come together, let me take a look, have you made any progress over the years?"

The battle intent of the king of Nankujun was as heavy as a mountain, and he was actually going to fight three with one.

The King of Xiling County, the King of Dongxuan County, and Qin Cang glanced at each other, their eyes were all fixed, and they stepped out, and the breath on their bodies surged, and they met the King of Nanku, and they wanted to fight against the King of Nanku County with the strength of the three of them.

"Fight!"

Qin Cang snorted, and with a knife, a piece of air cracked, and he slashed straight towards the king of Nanku.

The King of Nankujun looked condensed, one step in the air, an axe, met Qin Cang's knife, a knife and an axe, and collided together, the King of Nankujun retreated a few steps slightly, and Qin Cang was blown away.

"Qin Cang, it's been so many years, I can't imagine that you are still in the realm of Tianwu Yizhong, it seems that that battle has really consumed your sharpness, the former genius, has now been reduced to a waste. ”

The king of Nankujun stepped out in one step, walked in the air, and chased out of the top of the green clouds, the king of Xiling County and the king of Dongxuan County were shocked, and they also chased out, and the three of them fought in a piece of sky.

At the top of the green clouds, there were four fewer people at once, and it seemed a lot empty, and the next moment, a young man in black walked out, wearing half of the mask and holding a knife, with a little coldness.

"Sword Boy, come out. ”

He said, his gaze swept over Ye Ling's body, and finally fell on Jian Lai's body, the sword intent was condensed, like a knife, hanging high in the sky, ready to be cut down at any time.

"Buzz!"

A sword intent rose into the sky, making a sea of clouds churn, meeting this sword intent.

"Whew!"

The sea of clouds was turbulent, divided into two, two people, one holding a sword, one holding a knife, rushed out of the top of the green clouds, rushed into the sea of clouds, knife after knife, sword after sword, slashed a sea of clouds to pieces.

Ye Ling looked at this scene lightly, looked at Yun Tian, Yun Tian also retracted his gaze, looked at Ye Ling, a smile appeared on his face, his face was gentle and elegant, he really looked like a humble gentleman.

"Ye Ling, do you guess which of them will win, is it the sword to be born and Luo to die, or Luo Sheng, the sword to die?"

Yun Tian looked at the churning sea of clouds and said with a smile, Ye Ling glanced at him with a calm face.

"The sword will not lose. ”

Ye Ling said lightly, one sentence made De Yuntian slightly stunned, then smiled, and looked at another battlefield.

"Nan Kuli, although he is one enemy and three, he is the realm of the two heavens and martial arts, and the three of Qin Cang are only the realm of the first level of the heavens and martial arts, what do you think the outcome of this battle will be?"

Yun Tian asked again, Ye Ling looked at the sky, Qin Cang and the three of them besieged and killed the king of Nanku, but they were forced by the king of Nankun to be in danger, and it seemed that they could be killed by an axe at any time.

After looking at it for a moment, Ye Ling's eyes froze, and then he smiled and looked at Yuntian on the side.

"The king of Nankujun has lost. ”

Ye Ling said lightly, this sentence was more determined than what he said just now, and his face was indifferent, which made De Yuntian's expression shocked, and he glanced at the king of Nankujun again, smiled faintly, and shook his head.

"Ye Ling, I have different thoughts from you, Jian Lai and Ye Ling, I think Jian Lai will be defeated, as for the King of Nanku, suppressing it with cultivation, Qin Cang and the three of them have no chance. ”

Yun Tian said, with a smile on his face, looking at Ye Ling, as if everything was under control, Ye Ling looked at him, still indifferent, and looked at the last person.

Ye Bangyue!

She is Ye Bangyue, but she is not Ye Bangyue, the same face, as beautiful as a fox fairy, but it is full of charm, a sense of bewitchment, she looked at Ye Ling, and there was a suffocating coldness in her eyes.

"Ye Ling, son of Lin Ling?" she looked at Ye Ling, as if she was asking, and as if she was just narrating.

"Who are you?"

Ye Ling looked at her and asked, she was silent for a moment, looked at Ye Ling, and then smiled.

"I am the valley lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and I am also the demon lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, or maybe I am just a thing in the palm of a person's hand, with her, extinguished in the thunder, and only fragmentary memories remain. ”

She said, a faint sentence, but it made Ye Ling's expression condense, inexplicably, Ye Ling thought of Lin Ling, his mother, the palace master of the previous generation of Sword Immortal Palace, the top of the inner door, with the breath of Lin Ling, will it be "Ye Bangyue", this five-colored flower, she is his mother put it in Qingyun Sect.

Once, when he first arrived in Danwu, he could faintly feel a call from the top of the inner gate, a familiar aura, and now, when he arrived at the thirteenth level of Danwu, this call was even stronger.

At the top of the inner door, there must be something with the breath of his mother, which was left by his mother, maybe it is related to "Ye Bangyue" and the five-colored flower, Ye Ling looked at her with a gaze.

"The person you are talking about is my mother?" Ye Ling looked at her and said, her gaze stared at Ye Ling.

"What do you know?" Ye Wanyue looked at Ye Ling and said, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, which made Ye Ling's body cold, Ye Ling looked at her, was silent for a moment, and shook her head.

"I don't know her, I haven't met her, I know everything I know from everyone else. ”

Ye Ling said, looking at a piece of heavenly dome, his expression was fluttering, and he thought of Tianshu, the old man who had been waiting for him for decades.

The palace master of the Sword Immortal Palace, this is the only thing he knows about Lin Ling, other than that, he doesn't know anything, the Sword Immortal Palace, what kind of place is this, where is it, he doesn't know.

"Yes, she is dead, in the thunder, she is destroyed, and I, I live. ”

Ye Bangyue said, there was a touch of madness on her face, a touch of hideousness, a touch of evil, looking at Ye Ling, revealing an indescribable hatred, Ye Ling looked at her with a shocked expression.

Once, what really happened, he didn't know, why did she have such a big hatred for him, for her mother?

"She died, I thought I would be free, but I didn't expect that she actually sealed me, sealed my spiritual sense, sealed my memory, in this place where the spiritual energy is barren and the fairy path is withering, I have stayed for too long, and I even forgot the time, I hate her. ”

She said, her body trembled, and a five-colored flower bloomed from the center of her eyebrows, bewitching and making people tremble.

Ye Ling looked at her, her heart was suffocated, and the next moment, this five-colored flower withered, Ye Bangyue fell to the ground, and there was no breath on her body, and she turned into a dead person in an instant.

(End of chapter)