Ye Shenfeng stared at Jiang Sheng's face tightly for a long time, and finally shook his head with a smile: "So similar." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ye Shenfeng and Mu Yunxian met Yang Sheng at the end of the Great Wilderness battle, when Yang Shengjian pointed out the emperor, his identity was revealed, and he grew up in the ancient village of the Great Wilderness.

Although it is not as good as Yang Sheng's complaint that he has lived in seclusion with his master in the Great Wilderness since childhood, it is not far behind.

The two of them have a good evaluation of Yang Sheng, they have never acted ill in the face of huge interests, they are bold, and they belong to the kind of people who are worthy of deep friendship.

Yang Sheng finally fell into the hands of the Ming Emperor, and how to deal with the Ming Emperor did not leak the news.

Now, a month after the end of the Great Wilderness, His Royal Highness Jiang Sheng returned to the palace for the first time.

The two are extremely similar, and they feel very similar to Yang Sheng, but Jiang Sheng can't be Yang Sheng, Ye Shenfeng knows that Jiang Sheng was waiting in the palace after awakening the divine blood.

And Yang Sheng was a descendant of the forbidden clan of the Kingdom of God back then, and the two could not be the same person.

"Looking at each other for a long time, is this to fall in love?" Wu Yuze said with a smile.

Brother Wu laughed. Ye Shenfeng was like a beautiful man, with an extraordinary bearing, and he was not angry, and said with a smile.

saw Jiang Shiyun sneering: "Don't compare my little saint with a romantic like you, do you want to be stripped naked by me and hung at the gate of the palace?"

"Count me in, count me in!" Mu Yunxian jumped up, his crystal bright eyes swept over Wu Yuze's body, and his ill-intentioned eyes made Wu Yuze break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

The three beauties of the imperial capital today, Zhang Yunhan, Jiang Shiyun and Mu Yunxian. Among them, Jiang Shiyun and Mu Yunxian have a reputation for being free from murder in the emperor, and the two of them are embarrassed and have done a lot of outrageous things.

Things like stripping off their clothes and hanging at the gate of the palace are not just verbal, but these two witches really have such a plan, Wu Yuze only felt that there was coldness behind him, and there was nothing more terrible in the imperial capital than being targeted by these two little witches at the same time.

"Misunderstanding. Wu Yuze sneered, his face was a little stiff, then looked at Jiang Sheng, laughed, and patted Jiang Sheng's shoulder: "Your Highness has an extraordinary bearing, how can you be like a person who is angry because of such a trivial matter." ”

There was a conversation here, and on the other side, Zhou Qiumo was already sitting on the Aoki futon.

He stuck the black sword behind his back on the ground on the side, this sword should be his matching sword, and he had never unsheathed it when he faced General Kang Long just now, and he had been silent behind him, and everyone remembered that he had not really come out of the sword.

"Taiwei He cultivated his scholarly and literary aura to the realm of a Divine Wheel Monk, but he couldn't even stop the sword intent that leaked at a glance, and the magic sword intent was so powerful. ”

The well-versed eye Mu took the ghost sword into his eyes, and his eyes were focused, which meant that he put the ghost sword in his eyes.

With the ultimate sword intent, the sword intent was finally embodied and condensed into an entity, which showed that Jiang Xuancheng had opened up the sword law of the ghost sword to an extremely high level, and even Zhou Qiu Demon had never done such a thing.

In the face of such a sword, Zhou Qiumo put it on the same footing and did not dare to despise it.

Since the birth of the mozuka, he has begged for swords everywhere, fighting and killing countless well-known swordsmen, and no one who can really compete with him has never met him.

Discussing the sword with the little sword saint of the Wuji Sect, although he never told the outside world about the victory or defeat, but in fact, it was Zhou Qiumo who defeated the little sword saint with the intention of the magic sword, but the little sword saint is indeed a generation of kendo wizards, and a sword discussion is not enough to really distinguish whether it is strong or not.

Zhou Qiumo also put the little sword saint on the same footing, and the two agreed that they would stand at the highest point in the future and discuss the sword again.

He traveled around the Eastern Wilderness, and heard that the Great Ming Divine Kingdom released a dark sword that was known as the strongest sword intent in the history of the Divine Kingdom, so he came with a sword and competed.

"Although I follow the old path of the ancients, it is better for you to create your own ghost sword, but the ultimate meaning of the magic sword is determined by me! It is only a matter of time before I surpass the first generation of sword wielders. Zhou Qiumo looked at the ghost sword and whispered.

"If you want to surpass the Demon Lord, is this ambition too far away? Emperor Ming's voice sounded.

Zhou Qiu Mo was silent, but he wielded his sword intent, and he sank into the depths of the dark sword, and he was superior in another time and space.

Silently, the two sword intents clashed in a place that everyone couldn't see.

Judging from the sword intent that Zhou Qiumo had previously volatile, if the two clashed in the outside world, the terrifying sword intent would sweep across the world, and the aura might be completely rampant.

In such a situation, no one dared to speak, even Jiang Shiyun and Mu Yunxian watched honestly.

Although it didn't make a storm, everyone still watched Zhou Qiumo with pleasure, the sword confrontation between the magic sword and the ghost sword, what could be more interesting than such a result?

The sword trembled, making a piercing sound, as if it were wailing.

"No one is in charge of the sword, after all, it is not satisfactory!" Zhou Qiu Mo whispered, he suddenly held the magic sword inserted in the side, the sword intent increased again, and the huge sword momentum poured into the dark sword.

The demonic qi surged, the black aura spread, the huge sword intent rushed into the sky, the confrontation between the ghost sword and the demon sword reached the highest point, and the battlefield finally expanded to the outside world.

With Zhou Qiu Demon and the Phantom Sword as the center, a huge sword blade storm roared wildly, and the power of the Phantom Sword collided with the Demon Sword, and the sonorous sound was endless.

In the depths of the palace, there was a huge force that suppressed this earth-shattering sword storm and controlled it in a specific space, and Emperor Ming personally took action.

Demonic qi and sword qi shrouded this space, terrifying fluctuations sank time and space, the avenue rose and fell, dark clouds rolled, the sharpest and most powerful sword qi raged, Zhou Qiumo's body seemed small in such a storm.

The ghost sword shook, and there was a vitality spreading, and the breath of life turned into a new power and submerged into the sword qi, and the artistic conception of the sword path was added again, and the demonic qi was torn apart.

"The sword is a sword of killing, Jiang Xuancheng, who do you want to save?" Zhou Qiu Demon shouted, his voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, the demonic qi turned into a heavy dark cloud and surging wildly, and everything in the space imprisoned by the Ming Emperor turned blood red.

This is the game of the dead with him.

Zhou Qiumo saw a glimmer of life in Jiang Xuancheng's sword, and the sword of killing was born with a new artistic conception.

"If the sword wants to save people, is it still a sword!" he shouted, the demonic energy on his white hair spread and turned blood-red, and his arrogant back in the eyes of everyone looked like a demon from hell.

The meaning of the magic sword reached its highest point, and it hit the ghost sword directly.

"There is also light in the darkness, there is always a shadow in the whole world, there is light to have darkness, and there is also great power in the ancient world to penetrate yin and yang, did Prince Xuancheng see through the meaning of life and death?

"No one is in charge of the sword, how sad!" Zhou Qiumo's voice resounded throughout the sky.

The demonic qi surged, the ghost sword wailed, and under such an attack, the sword body trembled violently.

"Isn't the Phantom Sword as good as the Demon Sword?Has the Sword in the Demon Lord's Palm reached the highest point of the Sword Dao Law?" someone sighed, and the Phantom Sword was defeated and retreated, suppressed by the Demon Sword.

"Prince Xuancheng has not become an immortal master, let alone an immortal emperor, and it is already a great honor that his sword can fight with the magic sword. An old man shook his head slightly, not optimistic about the Ghost Sword from the beginning.

Although Prince Xuancheng was once respected as one of the top ten geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness of that era, his realm was insufficient, but his kendo was still immature.

And the Demon Sword became famous in ancient times, and it became famous in that era, and the Demon Lord was also famous in history and had amazing deeds.

The ghost sword screams endlessly, and if you want to see it, you will be defeated.

But someone disappeared into the huge storm, and everyone was stunned, in such a situation, someone dared to step into such a space.

"Jiang Sheng!" Jiang Shiyun said anxiously.

She was still in the shock of the supreme clash of kendo in front of her, but the boy stepped forward at this moment.

"Father Emperor actually put him in?" Jiang Shiyun was anxious, puzzled by Emperor Ming's thoughts, the space was imprisoned by Emperor Ming, Jiang Sheng was only in the realm of the Divine Mansion, if he wanted to enter this space, it was impossible to enter without the acquiescence of Emperor Ming.

"Sister Shiyun, don't worry, Jiang Sheng is the treasure of the royal family, and it is impossible for His Majesty to let him have an accident. Mu Yunxian came to his senses and said.

"The realm of the Divine Mansion dares to step into the storm, is this looking for death?" someone shouted.

"Is the thickest divine blood going to die like this?"

"Don't be presumptuous. An old man said slowly, with a very high seniority, "This is a space controlled by His Majesty's strength, and His Royal Highness Jiang Sheng can enter, presumably it is also the idea of His Majesty Emperor Ming." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, Jiang Sheng was only in the realm of the Divine Mansion after all, and if he broke into the storm like this, the danger really came, and maybe even the Ming Emperor would not have time to stop it.

"Are you crying?" the ghost sword wailed, and Jiang Sheng felt an indescribable discomfort.

The meaning of the ghost sword revived, and Jiang Sheng echoed with the ghost sword in the storm.

Tears wet his eyes, Jiang Sheng and the ghost sword wept together, and the black sword in front of him seemed to be extremely familiar.

"No one is in charge of the sword, I will take the sword!" Jiang Sheng was submerged in the storm, and the demonic qi was raging, but he was guarded by the strongest sword qi, shattering the demonic qi, opening the way for him, and coming straight to the ghost sword.

The pitch-black sword was held in his hand, and a familiar feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. It's like once being with a dark sword, like once raising a sword to kill an enemy.

Jiang Sheng took a deep breath, his sword intent entered his heart, the blood in his body recovered, the majestic qi and blood power spurted, and the surging powerful blood roared in the meridians.

"His Royal Highness Jiang Saint pulled out the ghost sword!"

"The prince who has just returned has resonated with the Ghost Sword? ”

"The divine blood has been revived, do you want to fight with Zhou Qiu Demon with the ghost sword?" someone exclaimed, cultivating to the taste of the royal family's divine blood, the powerful aura had spread.

"Even if you have the strongest divine blood of this generation, you are only in the realm of the Divine Mansion, what can you compete with Zhou Qiu Demon?"

"The emperor has the intention to give you a golden armor to win glory for the kingdom of God!" Emperor Ming's voice came from the depths of the palace.

As the words fell, I saw a set of golden armor flying out from the depths of the palace, and a dazzling divine light wrapped in the golden armor fell in front of Jiang Sheng.

"This is a golden battle armor, ordinary people can wear it to fight against the cave heaven realm monks, but they can only wear it once, and the divine energy will be dissipated at the end of the fight, and the brilliance will be lost. ”

"A rare thing worth millions of spirit stones, should it be wasted like this?" Wu Yuze regretted, but was kicked hard by Jiang Shiyun.

Wrapped in divine armor, the handsome young man is like a young god who has descended from the divine realm, and the golden holy light is like a dazzling god, and the sword is pointed at the demon Zhou.

Zhou Qiumo laughed, his eyes showed madness, and said, "But ask for a fight!"