"Come on." Xia Ze waved at Wei Yuhan, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile.

The wave of people in the palace wanted to help them when they saw this, but they were stopped by Emperor Wei Ji: "Watch carefully, remember this scene." Daqi will come to this point, and I will take the blame on myself, but I haven't surrendered yet, so our Daqi hasn't lost yet, so I'll stand and take a good look!"

Wei Yuhan struggled to use the sword in his hand to support himself, and the person in front of him disappeared after punching him in the abdomen, and Xia Ze, who was trapped by the cage constructed by the four flying swords, was still standing in place.

The four flying swords lingered around the body, like falling willow leaves, but none of the flying swords dared to fall on Xia Ze, who did not move at all.

"Obviously my true body is still imprisoned by my four flying swords, how did you manage to hit me hard, is it possible, Yin God? Yang God?"

In a trance, Xia Ze's figure quietly appeared again in front of him, and the wind-filled sword in his hand was wrapped in the wind, and his head was smashed.

Wei Yuhan felt a chill in his heart, and quickly raised his sword to parry, only to hear a loud bang above his head, and the heavy sword wind swept away.

Wei Ji was blown by the wind, and his weak body and bones almost fell because of his illness, and he was quickly supported by two civil officials, one on the left and one on the right.

Wei Yuhan was shocked into a cold sweat, and was about to draw his sword to fight back, but Xia Ze, who disappeared in a flash, smiled fiercely and smashed his sword down again.

With a bang, Wei Yuhan's hand holding the sword block was slightly numb from the shock, and his feet were even smashed deep into the ground by heavy pressure.

This sword is like a mountain pressing on the top, and it is like a blacksmith constantly forging red-hot iron, every time Wei Yuhan wants to seize the gap to fight back, but he is chopped back into the soil by a sword.

Although Wei Ji was calm and relaxed, under a closer look, he could still catch a trace of worry in his cloudy eyes, "I didn't expect that the gap between Han'er and him was already so big."

On the other end, Chen Tanjing was enthusiastic when he saw it, but he was still a little worried when he watched the two fight: "This Wei Yuhan's strength should not be underestimated, and he can actually see that he is entangled with his son to this point."

It's just that as soon as these words came out, the air suddenly fell silent, Wu Xiao and Wu Dao looked at her, although they didn't speak, there was still a little smile in their eyes, but because she was young, her vision and realm were not high, and no one cared about such children's unintentional words.

Chen Tanjing blushed, and took the corner of Lin Luqing's clothes: "Sister Lin, did I say something wrong.....

"Little fool, no one blames you." Lin Luqing smiled, touched her little head, looked back at the battle situation, and said softly, "From beginning to end, that Great Qi Wei Yuhan was not Xia Ze's opponent at all, and he was able to support it until now, but Xia Ze sincerely wanted to play with him."

There was another bang, and this time Wei Yuhan, whose arms were numb, finally couldn't hold the sword in his hand and was slashed away by a sword.

He was slammed into a wall, the house he hit was shattered, and he was dizzy and spitting blood.

"Not good! The prince is in trouble!" While speaking, the three generals, seeing this situation, rushed to the crown in anger, quickly pulled out to kill Xia Ze, and punched and swords from three directions.

Wei Ji slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, there was a strong bloody smell in the wind, even a little wet. The strength of the three generals revolves around the Seven Realms and the Eighth Realm, but it was only a moment, and the three martial artists died cleanly, and everyone didn't even see how Xia Ze came out with his sword.

With a stabbing sound, the small world built by the flying sword was broken open by Xia Ze's sword, and Xia Ze no longer used the Yin God and Yang God to attack instead of himself, but walked out of the fog step by step.

Wei Yuhan looked up at the white sword shadow that was still hanging in the sky above his head, a little worried, but before he could make a move, Xia Ze had already walked to his side, and put the half-immortal sword on his neck.

"You lost." Xia Ze said.

Wei Yuhan's face was bitter, and just as he was about to grasp the blade of the Fire Sword with his hand, Xia Ze frowned slightly and kicked him in the chest.

"There's one thing, I found out I was wrong...... Wei Yuhan was trampled on his chest, and he had a little trouble speaking.

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Xia Ze stepped on Wei Yuhan's

Chest.

Wei Yuhan held Xia Ze's feet and neck, wanting to soothe himself, but after finding that he was powerless, he had to give up, and said with a wry smile: "I let Wei Yuxi make as much trouble as he wants, and it is best to kill you at all costs, but I also know that he will not win, and then I will take action to save a little bit of decline, the worst and the worst, at least give me a little thin face, so that our grievances will not involve the people of Dongjing......

Xia Ze stroked the hair on his forehead and said with a smile, "It's really self-inflicted."

Wei Yuhan nodded, and laughed at himself: "Shi Ke can't be killed, kill me."

"As you wish." Xia Ze quickly retracted the hilt of the sword, and pointed the sword at Wei Yuhan's forehead.

Chen Tanjing, who was in the distance, saw this scene and shrank in Lin Luqing's arms in fright. Although she knew that Xia Ze and Da Qi were mortal enemies, she was still a little frightened when she saw Xia Ze kill people with her own eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sudden rumbling overhead, and the thousand-zhang sword shadow was shattered. There was a person holding the other half of the tiger talisman and came to the wind, wanting to save Wei Yuhan.

"Isn't that a big deal?" Wu Dao put his hands behind his back, looked at the sky, and smiled.

In an instant, on top of the ragged sword light, another more magnificent and majestic sword shadow suddenly appeared, and the sword qi emitted from it was far from being as vast as the sea. If this sword qi falls to the ground, I'm afraid the entire Great Qi will have to turn into a scorched earth.

Di Qing knew that she was in a big disaster, and she didn't dare to have the idea of going to Wei Yuhan anymore, so she returned to Wei Ji's side in a huff.

Wei Ji looked at the flustered man and scolded with a smile, "This is an extra move."

Xia Ze frowned, and under a thorn, a golden dragon shadow flew out of Wei Yuhan's mouth, so Xia Ze's sword actually stabbed down against the scales of the golden dragon.

The flames were splashing, and Wei Yuhan was just about to get out of the imperial dragon, but Xia Ze leaned over and smashed it in front of the door, and the golden dragon also collapsed into smoke.

Xia Ze straddled Wei Yuhan's body like this, and punched one punch after another, beating Wei Yuhan into a pig's head.

Wei Ji looked at it for a while, but after all, he couldn't bear it, so he said, "Okay, Yu Han has already lost, if you have any hatred and resentment next, just rush to me......

Xia Ze glanced at him, viciously punched Wei Yuhan in the face, and then clapped his hands and stood up.

"I...... I haven't lost yet...... Beat...... Kill me, you plan to win......" Wei Yuhan got up with difficulty, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he couldn't stand steadily.

Xia Ze calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Don't fight."

"Stop?" As soon as this statement came out, no matter which side it was, there were doubts.

But the sword shadow above his head did not dissipate for a moment, and the danger of Daqi was not over.

"Can you accompany me for a walk around this Great Qi Cave Capital?" Xia Ze turned his head to Wei Yuhan and said.

The crowd was in an uproar and looked at each other, how did the originally tense situation become like this.

"Visiting Dongjing? Now?" Wei Yuhan was a little overwhelmed by this sudden request.

"If you don't want to, forget it." Xia Zedao.

Wei Ji quickly caught a signal, so he said loudly, "Han'er, go and go shopping with Immortal Master Xia."

Wei Yuhan hesitated, but nodded heavily.

Wei Ji slowly arched his hand: "Xia Immortal Master, rest assured, this group of friends of yours, I will treat each other with the highest courtesy of the Great Qi Imperial Family, and I will also invite Xia Immortal Master to enjoy himself."

Xia Ze didn't reply, passed by him, nodded, Lin Luqing, Chen Dongyou and the others were just about to follow, but Xia Ze stretched out his hand to stop them: "Miss Lin, please move elsewhere for the time being, I have something to deal with."

Lin Luqing was a little unhappy, but she still took Chen Tanjing's hand and moved away with the group.

Xia Ze and Wei Yuhan walked silently into the alley, the two didn't speak all the way, Wei Yuhan had a blue nose and swollen face that had just been beaten, and he walked a little slowly.

"Here's for you, put it on." Xia Ze handed the things in his hand to Wei Yuhan.

Wei Yuhan took a look, and it turned out to be a face of a martial artist walking the rivers and lakes for disguise.

When he looked at Xia Ze again, Xia Ze had already changed his face, no longer a little delicate and a little emaciated, but a man with a scar on his forehead.

"This dough was originally used by He Xu, but he has already found his sister, and this dough is left, you hurry!" Xia Ze urged.

"Good ....." Wei Yuhan no longer hesitated, then put the dough on his face, his fingertips tapped his throat, and suddenly his hearty voice became a little rough.

"Not close." Xia Ze walked around, shook his head, and then forcibly tore off the python robe on Han's body, leaving only a white plain robe inside, which looked a little shabby.

He frowned, then took out a fairly brand-new robe from the Five Fingers Heaven and Earth and threw it to Wei Yuhan.

Wei Yuhan was stunned, stroked the clothes in his hands, and said with a smile, "Thank you, the clothes are good."

I didn't think that Xia Ze stood in front of him expressionlessly, and spread out his palm: "Twenty taels of silver."

Wei Yuhan almost choked to death by his own saliva, and in desperation, he took out thirty taels of silver from his arms and slapped them on Xia Ze's palm, "I will buy the extra ten taels of silver together with that dough."

But I saw Xia Ze sneering again, and spread out the palm of his other hand: "This pair of noodles sells for two hundred taels, don't try to take advantage of me."

Wei Yuhan's face was full of black lines, and after groping around on his body, he slapped a silver ticket in Xia Ze's palm, and said bitterly: "I went out in a hurry, I really didn't have much silver, this silver ticket is worth a thousand taels, and I will take the silver taels when I get to the bank, don't forget to return the rest of the money to me."

Xia Ze turned a deaf ear, walked straight out of the alley, and then suddenly turned around at the entrance of the alley: "Pick up the strength, you really don't have the prince's arrogance."

Wei Yuhan shook his head and said, "I am the prince and not the emperor, the money is received on a monthly basis, and the overdraft will be gone next month, besides, what do you want to do?" Can you give me a good word?"

Xia Ze nodded: "I want to be a citizen of Daqi for a day."