Chapter 1846: The Identity of the National Teacher
Remember [Literature Bus] in one second, and read it for free without pop-ups!
Wind Demon Emperor Domain, Black Wind Empire, Imperial Palace.
At this moment, more than a dozen figures stood among them, and the emperor of the Black Wind Empire was sitting on the dragon chair, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
"National Teacher, have you heard?" said the Emperor of the Black Wind Empire with a solemn face.
In the palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume stepped forward.
This person is the national teacher of the Black Wind Empire, holding great power, and it is even rumored that the emperor of the Black Wind Empire is just his puppet.
"Your Majesty, let me settle this matter, don't worry! He is just an earthworm, and he can't make any big waves!"
The national teacher said.
"Okay, with the words of the national teacher, the emperor will be relieved!" the emperor smiled slightly.
It was only as soon as his voice fell.
Suddenly, outside the palace, there was a rumbling sound.
War horses galloped and roared.
Thousands of people came, and the whole earth trembled.
A voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.
"Old dog, take your life!"
There was something magical about that voice, and it resounded in everyone's heart.
In the palace, everyone felt their hearts tremble when they heard this voice.
"Here he comes, here he comes!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Since he's here, don't think about going back!" The national teacher's eyes were gloomy, and he led many of his subordinates out of the palace.
Yan Jian and the others were by his side. After the national teacher came out, he raised his head, looked at the young man in white in front of him, and smiled: "I really can't imagine that an ant can grow to such a point?
”
"But the soul is the soul, and you are destined to be the nourishment of others!"
"The reason why I didn't kill you was because I let you quickly strengthen the heart of the Ten Demons, and now it's very good, your heart belongs to me!"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw countless sword qi suddenly appear in all directions.
Whoa!
The sword aura is soaring, and the vertical and horizontal are incomparable.
I saw that there were thousands of more people in all directions, and these people were holding sharp swords, and each of them was a kendo master!
"The old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"
The national teacher's eyes were cold: "Don't think that if you recruit someone, you will have the capital to confront the old man, in the eyes of the old man, you are still just an ant!"
"The leader of the Burial Sword Society is really you!"
Regarding the words of the national teacher, Ye Qingyun smiled indifferently, immediately raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said flatly.
However, his words made the national teacher's face change slightly.
All along, the president of the Burial Sword Society was a mysterious figure, and no one had ever seen his face.
However, Ye Qingyun knew that the person in front of him was the president of the Burial Sword Society!
"You are not only the president of the Burial Sword Society, you are also the president of the Golden Dragon Gate, am I right?" Ye Qingyun spoke again, and his flat voice once again made the heart of the national teacher tremble.
"How do you know?" he blurted out!
How did the other party know that he had a triple identity!
That's right, he is not only the national teacher of the Black Wind Empire, but also the president of the Burial Sword Society, and the master of the Golden Dragon Gate!
How did he know about this?
"The person who issued the Emperor Domain Kill Order is also you, right?" said Ye Qingyun said flatly, but there was a cold light flashing in his dark eyes.
"Yes!" replied indifferently.
"You did all this!" Ye Qingyun said, he raised his head and looked around, and suddenly found that there were many more martial artists around.
These warriors wore a golden mask.
On that mask is depicted a dragon, lifelike.
He knew that these people were all from the Golden Dragon Gate!
Together, there were more than 5,000 people.
And these people brought by Ye Qingyun are only more than two thousand in total.
In comparison, the number of people is significantly less than that of the national teacher.
"There are some things that I don't want to tell you, but for the sake of digging out your Ten Demon Hearts, I'll tell you!"
"After your Heart Ten Demon Heart is upgraded to the Demon Saint Heart, it means that you will no longer be useful!"
"Your Demon Saint Heart no longer belongs to you!, but to the Black Family, Young Master Hei Wuya, so, die!"
When the voice fell, the national teacher clapped his hands, and the swordsmen around him drew their long swords one after another, with chill and killing intent in their eyes!
When the martial artist behind Ye Qingyun saw this scene, his heart trembled slightly.
After all, in terms of numbers, they suffered.
However, Ye Qingyun's face was still flat.
"Are there too many people bullying too little?"
The voice fell, and I saw him take out the gourd, and a stream of air burst out from the gourd.
Immediately after, one by one, swordsmen appeared.
These were all Death Swordsmen, and the sword qi on their bodies was extremely sharp.
"This ......"
When the people around saw this scene, they were all stunned, they didn't expect that Ye Qingyun would have such a big deal!
The extra Death Swordsman made the national teacher's face sink slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
"You don't have a chance! Kill!" the indifferent voice of the national teacher sounded, and the martial artists around him were holding long swords and killing towards Ye Qingyun and the others!
"Kill!"
Ye Qingyun spit out a word indifferently, and his subordinates also left in unison.
Suddenly, a big war broke out completely!
I saw that above the firmament, countless arrows with cold light turned into a rain of arrows and headed downward, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping all the warriors led by Ye Qingyun.
At this moment, it was as if the sky had become dark.
The sound of the breaking wind resounded.
Then, with swords in hand, a number of men began to engage in rapid combat.
Not long after, there were more corpses on the ground, some of these corpses were under Ye Qingyun's subordinates, and some were under the national teacher.
Blood was scattered on the earth, staining it red.
Roars, fights, and shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth.
And at this moment, Ye Qingyun was holding a golden sword, a sword sealed, and the sword light flickered.
His sword was so cold, so dazzling.
A sword of cold light shakes the earth.
Those who rushed to kill him were cut in half by his sword.
Blood spreads.
Ye Qingyun is not a soft-handed person, this is the battlefield, if he is soft-handed, the only person who dies is him!
At this moment, he was surrounded by countless swordsmen.
The swords drawn by these swordsmen shone with a cold luster in the sunlight, and they raised their long swords on their heads, with a cold light, and roared angrily, while heading towards Ye Qingyun.
The sword stabbed at Ye Qingyun violently, this was the life of the latter!
If he was hit, Ye Qingyun would fall on the spot!
However, the next moment, these people suddenly noticed a wind of death rushing towards them. This made their bodies tremble violently, as if the blood flow in their bodies had slowed down, and the cold meaning quickly filled their bodies.