The reversal of the situation was in a moment, and it was so fast that there was no time for Ye Chuyi to react. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The appearance of an enemy that was enough to compete with a god-level powerhouse was almost devastating to Ye Chuyi and the others, making people almost unable to resist.

For example, the three of them in Chihang, in the previous battle, the three of them screamed loudly one by one, but after Qin Lanchong's strength was truly displayed, the three of them shrank faster than anyone else, reined in the three of them's incomparably flamboyant fallen angel wings, and sneakily moved towards the edge of the battlefield.

Ye Chuyi is the master of a palace, although he has always been a little person's mentality, but it does not prevent Ye Chuyi from looking at the audience, seeing the behavior of the three of Chihang, Ye Chuyi vomited blood in his heart, but reason told Ye Chuyi that this was the best choice for the three of them.

Save your strength for the future.

Rumble!

The ten directions swept vigorously, and another terrifying divine light like a meteor fell from the sky, directly annihilating more than ten people under Ye Chuyi's command into ashes.

"Don't show off your strength, Qin Lanchong, you won, I'm Ye Chu convinced, if you want to kill or chop, listen to your respect, what are you going to do?"

Regarding Qin Lanchong's thoughts, Ye Chuyi knew very well that it was nothing more than to show his strength and make himself submit.

Qin Lan Chongzhi is aiming to become the next generation of emperors of the pre-Qin Empire, he is arrogant, but he is only based on the situation that he has absolute strength, and he is not a pit without brains.

An emperor cannot have no courtiers and no soldiers.

"In the pre-war era, there was the art of boiling eagles, Ye Chuyi, you are like the eagle on the shelf, talented, and temperamental, if you don't work hard, how can you bow your head, your temperament and tone, lonely, don't like it!"

Qin Lan stood against the wind, surrounded by divine light, like another rising glorious sun in the sky.

And with Qin Lanchong's words, another terrifying meteor light appeared in the void above the sky, with a destructive qi machine, with a magnificent power, and fell towards a small group of people on the battlefield.

Boom!

However, just as this third terrifying attack like a meteor fell, a long sword roar sounded from the crowd.

A flash of sword light, like a breeze, fluttered and moved, softly and weakly towards the destruction meteor in the void.

Rumble!

The sword light was sharp, and only when it collided with the destructive meteor did it burst out with a terrifying edge, like a half-moon-shaped divine light, directly tearing apart the terrifying meteor in the sky.

A large number of imperial palace buildings collapsed, and the city wall between the inner palace and the outer palace of the pre-Qin Dynasty was directly blown out of two terrifying collapse pits with a radius of dozens of meters.

In the dust, Yan Beigui was like a fluttering immortal, with his big sleeves swiping, the dust in the sky was swept into the endless sky, and he wore a blue-shirted light sword and walked out of the ruins slowly.

"His Royal Highness the Eleventh Prince, the one who is the best, should have the heart of a benevolent person and love others, extreme destruction, not for the royal way, thirst for killing, let alone a gentleman's doing, there are few disciples under the Sword Palace, please ask His Royal Highness the Prince to raise his hand and let go!"

Yan Beigui, the way of the sword rebuilt, although he has always been extremely kind, as if he was as gentle as Mr. Teaching, but after the real shot, the dazzling light that erupted was not to be underestimated by anyone.

Just like in the previous battle, Yan Beigui has never made a move, but he is secretly paying attention to the situation of the Sword Palace disciples in the battle, if it weren't for Qin Lanchong's last blow to kill several Sword Palace disciples, I am afraid that Yan Beigui and Ye Chuyi's group will not make a move.

"Yan Beigui, you want to stop the orphan?"

Qin Lanchong in the void saw that his ten directions fingers were smashed, and the divine light on his body became more and more domineering, and between the swallows, it seemed that there were ten directions of destruction qi around the void, and the qi waves were annihilated and rolling, that kind of majesty was like a terrifying vision before the heaven and earth overturned.

"If His Highness insists on going his own way, Yan Mou's sword is thin, I'm afraid I will have to compete with His Highness!"

In the face of Qin Lanchong's domineering and unparalleled destructive qi, Yan Beigui's aura around him was peaceful, and the wind was light, as if he was getting along in another world, and his eyes indifferently greeted Qin Lanchong in the void.

"In the early years, I heard that the old fourteen once said, Yanbei returned to a generation of strange people, great perseverance, re-cultivation of the sword, amazing talent, once successful, there will be a sanctification of the ground, reopen the heavens, if you descend to the lonely, the crime of today's offense, the lone can not be considered!"

Qin Lanchong's aura was like an abyss, and the divine light on his body exploded, but it was like a brilliant day, which made the people who were slightly weaker present have a tingling feeling in their eyes.

Ye Chuyi has a strong will and profound heritage, although he only has the cultivation of the grandmaster realm, he is not afraid of the terrifying power on Qin Lanchong's body, his eyes swept over Qin Lanchong's body, but he couldn't help but complain for a while in his heart.

This product is really proud engraved in the flowing blood, and the desperate pretending to be a trafficker is in this situation, and he still wants to accept others as his subordinates, and there is no cure.

Just as Ye Chuyi thought, just like a character like Yan Beigui, he couldn't help frowning slightly in the face of Qin Lanchong's empty-eyed attitude.

Yan Beigui has a transcendent and peerless posture, and he has a hidden true immortal demeanor, but the strong are strong after all, with their own character and pride, and they are opened to be accepted as a junior brother, and the master of the Sword Palace back then has never been like this.

"His Royal Highness the Prince's Ten Directions Wuji Gong Participation in the Creation of Transformation, in order to understand the true meaning, if you have practiced for decades, you will definitely be able to break the barrier of immortals and mortals, and shatter the void, why covet the fist power of the world, it is better to go back!"

In the face of Qin Lanchong's aggressiveness, a good-tempered person like Yan Beigui has also given birth to a vague resistance between his words, soft and hard, quite graceful.

"These thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, these ten stars and universes, are inherited by the bloodline of my Qin family, and I want to ascend to the throne of the Nine Dragons, which is in line with the destiny of heaven, and it is the destiny of heaven, Yan Beigui, I think you are also going to insist on going against Lonely!"

Qin Lanchong's strength is fully opened, his momentum is fully displayed, and the martial arts are really unexpectedly released, at this time, he naturally does not have the posture of a virtuous king that he disguised before, and he is even more rude and virtuous, and his whole body is full of an arrogant and domineering, arrogant and peerless atmosphere, his eyes are slightly condensed, as if there is a god above the sky whose eyes are falling, and with a lofty demeanor, looking down on Yan Beigui.

"Well, since His Royal Highness the Prince has no intention of returning, Yan Mou only needs to express the sword intent in his chest today, and compete with His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Qin Lanchong repeatedly persecuted with momentum, and Yan Beigui's demeanor of an immortal did not change, but in the original aura like a clear breeze and bright moon, there was an extra touch of dazzling sword qi.

Rumble!

The qi and the machine intersected, and the two peerless powerhouses had not moved, but the collision between that momentum had already lifted the void, like a rag, shaking and stopping, and the rolling waves of qi exploded, revealing a silver-white void barrier.