Big sister!"

A miserable roar, hysterical, Ye Wushuang's eyes were red, the spear in his hand erupted with a sharp edge, the hairband shattered, and his black hair danced wildly.

The Ye family's private army led by Ye Wushuang had just arrived, but they saw such a terrifying scene.

The eldest princess of the dignified Ye clan was actually killed, and all the guards were killed, and there were corpses all over the ground.

And the enemy, long gone.

.........

At this moment, the heroes are tied.

At this moment, the famous Lang Gongzi fled, and Ye Chengcheng was killed.

One person provoked the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Ye Emperor, Ye Chengcheng was killed, Lang Gongzi fled, and Ying Zheng was slightly pale except for his face, and the whole person was intact.

For the Long Live Fruit, Ying Zheng is not very interested, and this is an overall situation, Ying Zheng does not dare to guarantee that he can get out of the way.

In this battle, he earned a lot of money, although he offended the two major forces, but Yingzheng didn't care.

The reason why Ying Zheng wanted to leave was because the formation on the stone tablet was broken, and he had withdrawn all his strength in the battle just now, and it was difficult to maintain.

The army of the Ye clan emperor has arrived, and it is not good for him to continue to stay.

.........

"Who's the murderer?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes were blood-red, his expression was hideous, and he just wanted to eat people.

"I don't know, I've never seen one!"

The old man of the Heavenly Peerless Valley, who was good friends with the Ye Clan's imperial lord, opened his mouth and said to Ye Wushuang.

"Elder Wang, how is this person's combat strength, is there only one person?"

At this moment, Ye Wushuang's heart was shocked, he was not an ignorant person, Ye Tingcheng's talent was not under him, but if he was killed, the enemy must be powerful and unparalleled.

"He's just as mysterious and powerful as he is. ”

Wang Qingfeng spoke, his voice was old, but he was generous and powerful, which was convincing.

"He killed eight masters of my Ye clan, and even killed the eldest sister, this revenge will never die. ”

In front of Yuheng Mountain, Ye Wushuang made an oath.

He is the great son of the Ye Emperor, and this battle is imperative.

"The great prince is peerless, and he will be able to defeat the earth and avenge the eldest princess!"

At this moment, the officers and men of the three armies spoke, their momentum was like a rainbow, and the rolling battle intent condensed above their heads, and the image of fat relics loomed.

They were very convinced of Ye Wushuang, knowing that he was very strong, with his gestures, and the power of a landslide and a crack.

In particular, Ye Wushuang's ability to be above the military path is unparalleled in the world.

"Climb Yuheng Mountain first, long live my Ye family wants it!"

Now that Ye Qingcheng is dead, and the Long Live Fruit is close at hand, Ye Wushuang naturally doesn't want to miss it.

"No. ”

.........

On Yuheng Mountain, Ye Wushuang's eyes were like knives, looking at the young man opposite.

"Are you waiting for this son?"

"Hmm!"

Ying Zheng chuckled, he would kill Ye Wushuang.

"It seems that the long-lived fruit is also on you?"

"Of course!"

The smile on Ying Zheng's face retracted, and he looked at Ye Wushuang and said, "Long live the fruit is on the body of this seat, and the long live tree is also there, and today this seat will send you to hell." ”

"Hahaha........"

Facing the confident and indifferent Ying Zheng, Ye Wushuang smiled abruptly and said: "In the current world, the Ye emperors suppressed the world, and this world is invincible in the world. ”

This sentence fell, and in just a moment, Ye Wushuang's temperament was different.

It's a kind of self-confidence, confident that he can be invincible in the world.

A spear appeared, not in his hand, but in the void behind him, under the great sun, the cold light above the spear edge, as if it was about to shatter the blue sky in the next moment.

It was a psychic spear that radiated a hazy glow.

The tip of the gun, the blade, the barrel of the gun, every part is flawless, and there is a terrifying power hidden in it, as if it is forbidden to cover this ancient beast.

"The great prince is invincible!"

The soldiers of the three armies were overjoyed, they all knew that this day the rock spear was the natal weapon of their own great son, and they generally would not shoot, but once they shot, it would be a hearty victory.

At this moment, Tianyan speared out, and the great prince was invincible.

Ying Zheng stood with a calm expression without the slightest change.

He knew in his heart that it would be a matter of time before he was right for Shang Ye Wushuang, since this was the case, he would completely solve the trouble here, and then go north to the Xu royal family.

What's more, the person on the other side is just in the late stage of the catastrophe.

He had even killed Mahayana masters, let alone a mere late stage of the Tribulation.

As for the soldiers of the three armies, Yingzheng didn't care, there were only 300 people.

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Hei, Blood Dragon, destroy this army!"

Ying Zheng's heart moved, and the three dragons shot out, and the monstrous dragon power shook the heavens and the earth, killing the soldiers of the three armies.

At this moment, Ying Zheng looked at Ye Wushuang and said, "Now, it's our turn——!

"Kill!"

Ye Wushuang pointed out, and the killing machine was raised.

The spear behind it vibrates, blooming with brilliant light, extremely sharp, and pierces towards Yingzheng's hole!

Psychic weapons, extremely powerful, people and guns, with gods to control it.

This is an alternative use of flying swords, but Ye Wushuang's move is more powerful.

Even Yingzheng didn't dare to be careless.

"Slash!"

At the same time, Ying Zheng made a brazen move, and he naturally would not sit back and wait for the attack and remain indifferent.

With the Qin sword in his hand, endless internal qi surged out, and the three-zhang sword slashed into the sky, slashing towards the spear that shot in.

"Click!"

The sword hit the spear, shattered in an instant, disappeared in the void, the spear fired, and the long sword in Ying Zheng's hand was shattered in an instant, leaving only the hilt.

If it weren't for Ying Zheng's timely evasion, I am afraid that this shot would blow up his right hand.

With one blow, the Dao weapon carried all of Ye Wushuang's strength, and he was almost invincible.

"Boom ——!"

The spear was stuck in the ground, cracks were everywhere, and smoke and dust rose in all directions.

This is the essence of the immortal emperor, the young prince, who has a psychic weapon.

And Ying Zheng, as the king of a country, the long sword in his hand is still an ordinary long sword, and it is even inferior to Hei Yuxiao.

This is the terrifying heritage accumulated over thousands of years.

What is the Immortal Emperor!

That's it.

Sometimes, the horror of your ancestors can kill you!

.........

"Boom ......"

Cracks are everywhere, and the ground is cracking.

On the spear, an immeasurable light erupted, and at this moment, in all directions, one after another, the spears were densely packed, constantly forming a rod of Tianyan spear.

Terrifying fluctuations not only appear underground, although gentle, but like the calm before a storm, at any time can burst out with a peerless blow that pierces the heavens and the earth.

Sensing the abnormality underground, Ying Zheng's heart sank, and his internal qi surged, and his blood roared.

At this moment, Ying Zheng put down his disguise.

He didn't have a psychic weapon in his hand, and at this moment, he could only retreat with all his strength.

As soon as he thought of this, his hands were sealed like lightning.

"The Six Kings ——!"

The Human Emperor Fist appeared for the first time in the Kunlun Secret Realm.

This punch carried a peerless killing, and it came out with a punch, and it had the momentum of destroying a country.

"Here come the guns!"

At the same time, Ye Wushuang also felt the horror of Ying Zheng, and with a cold drink, thousands of spears broke through the ground.

.........

(End of chapter)