The name Ye Qingtian, perhaps after so many years, few people can remember it, but Yuwen Lu has lived in Yuandu since he was a child, and he has heard of it.

Ye Qingfeng, the eldest son of the Wuwang Mansion, was the youngest sword master in the Yuan Kingdom, and no one could compete with him in the younger generation.

The second son, Ye Qingchen, is also young and promising, brave in battle, and must be a pioneer whenever there is a war, which can be said to have made countless contributions.

And the third son, Ye Qingtian, was recognized as a spirit control physique when he was born, and he had already caused a sensation in the entire Yuan Kingdom at that time, although he could not cultivate because he had no spiritual root, but it was not that no one knew his name.

Yuwen Lu was indeed taken aback when he heard Ye Qingtian's name, in his impression, the people of the Martial King's Mansion should have all been killed twelve years ago, even if they were as powerful as the Martial King, they all fell, how did Ye Qingtian survive?

He couldn't have figured these out in his life.

......

The assassin who assassinated Donglai Hou appeared, and the third prince of Wuwangfu was captured in Tianlan Pavilion.

In one day, two major events occurred, which made the entire Yuan Capital tense for a while.

And when the two things happened, the target was all pointed at Ye Qingtian, and everyone was speculating about what kind of confidence this young man who had just arrived in Yuandu to be so unscrupulous.

On that day, the people of the Rain King Mansion had already been dispatched, and less than half an hour after Yuwen Lu was arrested, a large number of soldiers from the Rain King Mansion had already surrounded the entire Tianlan Pavilion.

Yu Wenxing stood at the door of Tianlan Pavilion, staring at the palace guards who were lying on the ground in front of him moaning and struggling, his face was pale, and his heart was full of anger.

"Madame Hua, should you give me a reasonable explanation for the Rain King's Mansion. ”

Yu Wenxing was tall, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him with murderous eyes, and his voice was cold.

Hua Yunyun is the boss of the bright side of the Tianlan Pavilion, even if she is over forty years old, she still has charm, and the years have not left any traces on her body.

"Hehe..."Hua Yunyun smiled gracefully, not frightened by the momentum exuded by Yu Wenxing, "Second Prince Yu, you must also know the rules of my Tianlan Pavilion, your third son took people to make trouble in my Tianlan Pavilion, and he was still in the sea of flowers, and he was taught a lesson, so he can't blame others." ”

Hearing that Yu Wenlu was taken away in the sea of flowers, Yu Wenxing frowned slightly, then raised his head and said coldly.

"Even if my brother is at fault first, he should return it to me. ”

"This may be a little sorry for the second son, I don't know where the person is?" Hua Yunyun replied, with a smile, looking calm.

Yu Wenxing's eyes closed slightly, shooting out a cold light, staring at Hua Yunyun, and said, "What I want to tell you is that those people are criminals who assassinated Donglaihou, you should know what the consequences of harboring criminals are." ”

"Oh, tell me what the consequences of assassinating Donglaihou were. ”

As soon as Yu Wenxing's words were finished, a voice with a sarcastic tone sounded upstairs.

Ye Qingtian stood straight on the second floor of Tianlan Pavilion, with a faint smile, staring at Yu Wenxing with a playful expression.

"The second son, it's him, it's he who captured the third son, and Steward Zhang was also injured by his men. ”

On the ground, a guard of Yuwen Road spoke up, with a painful expression, but his voice was full of grievance and anger.

Yu Wenxing looked up and saw Ye Qingtian who was complacent, frowning slightly, he knew the strength of Steward Zhang very well, but he was defeated by one of the other party's guards.

He didn't dare to act rashly, it was obvious that he didn't have the strength to deal with someone who could defeat Zhang Fo, even if he brought many palace soldiers, he couldn't stop the other party's slap.

"Five horses are divided, and nine tribes are connected. Yu Wenxing said in a deep voice, and at the same time, the soldiers he brought had already driven away the people in the entire restaurant, and finally surrounded Ye Qingtian and the others.

"It's a good Zhulian Nine Clans. Ye Qingtian smiled coldly, and then came to the first floor step by step.

"Hand over my brother. ”

Ye Qingtian's proximity made Yu Wenxing feel that the other party did not have any cultivation on his body for the first time, and his confidence suddenly increased a lot.

"Don't worry, that ugly brother of yours is safe, but I may not be able to give it to you. After Ye Qingtian finished speaking, he nodded at Hua Yunyun.

After Hua Yunyun retreated, Ye Qingtian sat on a stool next to him, playing with the teacups on the table.

"Who the hell are you?"

The other party didn't have a little cultivation, but he was able to make trouble in Yuandu so unscrupulously, and in the face of the current situation, he was so calm, without any panic, and he seemed to be in his chest, which made Yu Wenxing's heart lose for a while.

"Ye Lang. Ye Qingtian replied heartily, but he didn't glance at Yu Wenxing's expression at this time.

"Sick boy, Ye Lang. Yu Wenxing lowered his body and said, his brows furrowed, and he became vigilant for a while.

The name Ye Lang may not have been heard of by ordinary people at all, but as the second son of the Wuwang Mansion, this name made him feel jealous.

The sick son Ye Lang, the head of the four princes of the North Pole, is also the most mysterious son.

The four princes, each of them has extremely powerful means, and the other three are all powerful in cultivation, and they are the leaders of their generation.

Only this sick son, Ye Lang, has no cultivation at all, and he still looks sick, but he can be at the head of the four princes, and the other three sons have suffered a lot in his hands.

"Why, isn't it like that?" Ye Qingtian turned around and asked with a smile.

The reason why the sick man has this name is because he has a weak physique and can't help it, but Ye Qingtian, who is now appearing in front of Yu Wenxing, is full of energy, full of face, and does not have any pathological appearance at all.

Yu Wenxing just stared at Ye Qingtian suspiciously, but he didn't speak for a while.

"The sick man is not sick now. Ye Qingtian continued.

"I don't seem to have offended you in the Rain King's Mansion. Yu Wenxing's attitude at this time was a little weaker than before, and now in the Yuan capital, only Prince Feng is in charge, and the other three princes have all gone to the border of the Yuan Kingdom.

Suddenly, among the many cities in Yuanzhou, the Martial King Mansion was cultivated at the same time, and it was still in the name of the four princes of the Yuan Kingdom, and this matter had spread throughout the Yuan Kingdom.

The Taiyi Empire was furious about this, completely ignoring the explanation of the Yuan State, openly tore up the treaty signed twelve years ago, and began to invade the territory of the Yuan State on a large scale.

Therefore, in today's Yuandu, there are very few forces that can compete with the sick son Ye Lang, and there are almost no young generations.

And all this was expected by Ye Qingtian, she had long known the ambitions of the Taiyi Empire, and doing this was completely to provide the other party with a chance.

As for the explanations of the four princes, they are worthless in the face of the ambitions of the Taiyi Empire.

"It's true that you didn't offend me?" Ye Qingtian said lightly, but then his face gradually became gloomy, "It's just the four royal families of wind, rain, thunder and lightning who offended me. ”

Hearing this, Yu Wenxing's whole body was suddenly shocked, his face changed greatly, and he immediately ordered: "Take this person down." ”

Roar...

Many soldiers let out a neat roar, and then quickly surrounded Ye Qingtian with weapons in hand.

Ye Qingtian didn't move, still sitting there quietly, but the teacup in his hand fell to the ground inadvertently.

Bang bang...

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, making a crisp sound.

Rumble...

With the sound of the teacup shattering, the windows around Tianlan Pavilion were suddenly broken by force, and then countless soldiers armed with spears appeared on the street.

The soldiers who appeared were all dressed in white and white armor, armed with a black iron spear, and exuded the aura of fighting on the battlefield all year round.

The soldiers of the Rain King's Mansion who surrounded Ye Qingtian suddenly stopped, but at this moment, they were already surrounded.

In the broken window just now, more than a dozen figures were extremely fast, and they had already landed beside them in just a moment.

These people were armed with sharp swords and placed them around their necks, so that they did not dare to move easily.

These were all disciples of the Qingtian Sect who had been hidden in the Tianlan Pavilion, and at this time, Hua Yunyun, who had left before, appeared again.

"Second Prince Yu, I forgot to tell you, in fact, Ye Gongzi is the biggest boss of Tianlan Pavilion. ”

Hua Yunyun held two daggers in her hands, and the cold light on them was dazzling, and she stepped on the lotus steps and came to Ye Qingtian's side.

"You... Do you want to rebel?" Yu Wenxing panicked directly at this time, he brought his troops here to find Yu Wenlu, and he would never have thought that such a thing would happen.

"Heh, Yu Wenxing, haven't we already rebelled in front of the twelve?"

The sound of the street, a voice full of gloom, with a strong murderous intent and full of sarcasm, sounded impressively.

Yu Wenxing's whole body was suddenly shocked, and then he turned around, a white battle flag was eye-catching, and a huge leaf word on it made his heart suddenly tighten.

"The remnants of the Martial Prince's Mansion. Yu Wenxing was shocked, his eyes full of horror, and then stared at a tall figure in front of him.

"You... Ye Qingchen. ”

Yu Wenxing had already recognized who this person was at a glance, took a few steps back, and pointed at the other party and said.

Ye Qingchen was also dressed in white clothes and white armor, but there was an extra white filial piety belt on his forehead.

For Ye Qingchen, the second son of Wuwangfu, it is impossible for Yu Wenxing not to know him, they both studied at Yuandu College back then, and they were classmates.

In the rebellion of the Northern Wilderness City, Ye Qingchen was the first to lead the troops out of the city, and broke the vanguard of the Taiyi Empire with 5,000 elite soldiers outside the city, but in the end he was ambushed by the people of the Four Princes' Mansions, and the people who led the troops were the sons of the Four Princes' Mansions.

There was no suspense, Ye Qingchen had just experienced a vicious battle, and his remaining troops were weak, and he was unable to parry at all, and finally the whole army was annihilated.

All the corpses were buried afterwards, and Ye Qingchen was seriously injured and crawled out of the heavy soil.

Ye Qingchen, who was full of anger, knew that the Wuwang Mansion had been destroyed, so he went incognito, secretly recalled those remnants of the soldiers who were lucky not to die, and hid them in the Yuan Capital, just to wait for this moment.

"Twelve years have passed, and it is almost time for you four princes' mansions to pay some price. ”

The current Ye Qingchen is over thirty years old, with some stubble on his chin, and his face is full of vicissitudes.

"What are you going to do?" Yu Wenxing kept retreating, his face couldn't hide the horror, and when he turned around, the soldiers he had brought with him earlier had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"You can't succeed, Prince Feng is in the Yuan Capital, and sooner or later you will be slaughtered. ”

Yu Wenxing was already panicking, and while retreating, he accidentally grabbed the leg of a Yuwen Road thug and fell to the ground.

"I wish that old thing had come sooner. ”

Ye Qingtian slowly got up, came to Yu Wenxing's face, squatted down, and with a weird smile, Yu Wenxing's back was cold.