"Lao Jiu, you are already on the wrong path, too far, too far."

The second prince Yan Yinlin's acting skills are very good, and a touch of sadness and sadness appeared on his face, trying to try to redeem his impression in the minds of everyone: "Cannibalism is my fault, I didn't do it well enough." ”

"But...... If I let you go today, it will be an injustice to the dead third brother! ”

As he spoke, the second prince Yan Yinlin pointed at Yan Anqing: "Kill-no forgiveness!" ”

A group of forbidden army plagiarists armed with long knives rushed towards Yan Anqing one after another.

They knew that the emperor had given the second prince, Yan Yinlin, the right to dispose of the other princes at will.

Among them, of course, it also includes taking its life!

The second prince, Yan Yinlin, looked very imposing, quite majestic and domineering.

After saying this, the second prince turned around, took one hand upside down, looked outside the main hall, and whispered: "Heaven and earth are furnaces, and creation is work." Yin and Yang are charcoal, and all things are copper...... The principle of the world is nothing more than that. ”

That is to say, heaven and earth are like a metallurgical craftsman's furnace, creation is like a metallurgical craftsman, yin and yang are cast into things, so they are likened to charcoal, and things are cast from yin and yang, so they are likened to copper.

"Real gold is not afraid of fire refining, like the ninth brother, it has been refined into slag, sad, lamentable!"

As he spoke, the second prince suddenly felt that the atmosphere seemed to be ......

Something isn't quite right!

Why did the princes and princesses around them look horrified?

"This ...... How is this possible? This brute who killed his brothers, he, actually killed seven forbidden army plagiarists in an instant with one enemy and seven, what kind of power is this? ”

"Impossible! It's impossible! These forbidden army plagiarists are the most outstanding, and they are only one step away from the third-order fascia realm! ”

"Haven't noticed yet? This little mongrel, he, is invulnerable, this is already a third-order fascia realm, and even, it's not the early stage, at least the middle stage! ”

"Genius, peerless genius, incomparable genius, how old is he this year? Don't say Daxuan, even abroad, throughout the ages, there is no one who can improve the cultivation realm so quickly! So fierce! ”

"It's incredible, before the third-order fascia realm, the strength increased rapidly, and it can also be attributed to talent, but the entire fascia realm, it takes a lot of time and water grinding to refine it!"

"I heard that there are some secret organizations that circulate secret medicines that can speed up this cultivation process, perhaps, this lowly species has had an adventure?"

"Impossible, my father will have a connection with the holy water abroad, and he has also used their secret medicine, so he can only save half of his time at most!"

"Yan Anqing, this miscellaneous, has he started cultivating since his mother's womb?"

A group of people chattered and made Yan Yinlin, the second prince who was originally extremely confused, clear his mind.

He turned around suddenly, didn't pretend to be forced, and looked at Yan Anqing in horror.

On the other party's skin, faintly, flashing bright red.

That is the sign of the middle stage of the third-order fascia realm!

Invulnerability in the truest sense of the word!

This gun does not refer to iron guns, but gunpowder firearms.

From this realm, it is a fierce general who can run rampant in the middle of ten thousand armies!

The range of thermal weapon strikes no longer has any meaning to Yan Anqing.

"Good! Good! Good! What a deep mind, such a deep city! ”

The second prince, Yan Yinlin, gritted his teeth, and his face was full of anger: "You have such a strong talent and strength, you have been enduring until now, if you weren't exposed today, I might really capsize in the gutter in the future, and be calculated by you!" ”

As he spoke, he unsheathed the sword at his waist.

Swish!

A crisp out-of-body sound like a dragon's groan sounded.

The long sword is made of noisy steel, which is engraved with gluttonous patterns, and between swings, Shenhua blooms.

This sword is called "Shenyao", it is the portable sword of the Great Xuan Taizu who started the army to fight back then, and it is a divine weapon that blows short hair and sharpens iron like mud!

The fact that the second prince, Yan Yinlin, was able to get this thing also shows a lot of things.

"Come, fight!"

said this in his mouth, but just the next moment, the second prince Yan Yinlin directly threw the Shenyao Sword on the ground, turned around and ran, and didn't look back!

For a long time, the "white brother" that the second prince Yan Yinlin admired the most, once thought that he was the first genius in the world, but now he has barely reached the early stage of the third order, and he doesn't know how long it will take to reach the middle stage of the third order.

The second prince, Yan Yinlin, is only at the level of the second-order peak, and he is still the kind of goods that have been piled up with countless resources, and he is by no means Yan Anqing's opponent.

So after comparing the strength of the enemy and me, the second prince Yan Yinlin chose to flee without hesitation!

The Great Xuan Dynasty has long since lost its glory, and it is no longer what it used to be!

In the entire palace, the strongest person is only in the middle of the third order, and he is not much stronger than Yan Anqing.

Moreover, the strongest leader of the forbidden army is now fifty-nine years old, and he is about to enter the age of ancient rarity, and his qi and blood have begun to decay, and it is likely that he will not be able to defeat Yan Anqing.

Then, we can only send a large army to encircle and suppress!

Thinking like this, the second prince Yan Yinlin rushed towards the Divine Emperor Palace.

Yan Anqing, that bastard, no matter how arrogant he is, he doesn't dare to kill his father, right?

The second prince, Yan Yinlin, completely forgot how he hooked up with a white man and presented Fulu Wuji ointment to the emperor, making him an addict, terminally ill, and his vitality was exhausted.

……

"Ran away?"

Yan Anqing was also stunned for a while.

Just now, the second prince Yan Yinlin was extremely imposing, and he looked tragically about to fight to the death with himself, which made Yan Anqing completely unexpected, the other party was just acting.

He shook his head: "You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple." Let's deal with the people here first. ”

Muttering to himself, Yan Anqing looked at the group of frightened princes and princesses in the banquet with indifferent eyes like water.

"Each of you, everything you have done to me and the little cup in the past, I will take revenge one by one."

Yan Anqing smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not a killer demon king, only those who do too much will be killed." ”

As he spoke, he stood in the doorway, stopping the attendees from trying to flee, and slowly picked up the Shenyao Sword.

"You just said I was a mongrel, I remember."

Swish!

One sword, one life!

"You've always said that I was raised by a bitch, and I remember it......"

Swish!

Blood splattered!

"And you...... You said, my mother is a lowly slut, and over the years, she has said it four times in front of me, and eleven times behind my back. Don't hide, who's going to help me get him out? ”

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! ……

Dozens of swords came down, and in the entire hall, everyone was beheaded!

No one was spared!

Yan Anqing was stunned and sighed: "It seems that here, there is really no one who is not guilty to death...... Everyone has a way to die. ”

He shook his head, picked up the blood-stained Divine Sword, and walked towards the Divine Emperor Palace.

……

When Yan Anqing arrived at the Divine Emperor Palace, the forbidden army had already protected the entire Divine Emperor Palace, and the surrounding water was impassable.

(3 more is over, see you tomorrow.) ）

(I'm now wondering if this volume should be shorter.) Because the current review is too harsh, I really don't know where the boundaries are, the previous paragraph of "Yan Yinlin, the second prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, would rather be with friends than with XX", when I wrote the outline, I was thinking that there was no reflection of reality, and it should be no problem. A reader reminded me just now. When I think about it, it's easy to be misunderstood. The current author is like a frightened bird, and the most uncomfortable thing for the author is probably the three numbers 404, a book is so long, someone can always find a reason to close the book. I'm a little cowardly, after all, this is also a book that has worked hard to write a million words, and it feels like a loss is too much for an ordinary plot to be 404, and I can't accept it in my heart, so it's better to finish this volume quickly. Write a book...... It's really not easy, I don't know what plot will cross the thunder pool. ）