"The remnants of the Han Mansion, which Han Mansion can actually work for the Ming Tai Division and thousands of households to take people?"

"Brother Tai didn't hear the word Yuzhou, this Yuzhou can have this weight, and the surname is Han, it is undoubtedly the family of Lord Han Wenzhong Han of Youzhou!"

The crowd around gasped and were shocked.

"How is this possible! That Yuzhou Han clan has more than ten golden pills, and there are countless foundations, is this.Isn't this?" The man said half of his words, but the second half of the sentence choked in his throat, and he didn't dare to spit it out for a long time.

This Han clan has been in Yuzhou for thousands of years, with a strong foundation and strength, and can be described as the uncrowned king of Yuzhou. In the huge Yuzhou, all affairs are decided by the Han family, and they are deeply favored by the emperor.

If it is really as this impermanence said, I am afraid that Yuzhou is now turned upside down.

The clever man had already sniffed out the danger and hurriedly withdrew from the crowd to talk, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

There were more than 100 people in Yunfu, but they were shocked when they heard the words.

What kind of existence is the Ming Tai Division, in Daqing Kyushu, the three words "Ming Tai Division" are enough to stop children from crying at night, and make Qing people talk about the color change. Now that the Ming Tai Division is a key criminal, he is living in Yunfu and his party, and everyone here suddenly feels a chill on their backs when they hear Cui Shixiong's words.

Everyone in Yunfu was looking around at the moment, but after a while, they found a woman.

Panfa Fengji, dressed in a moon-white silk robe, is standing on the side of Yun Wubei, the eldest prince of the house, with a weak posture, and Yurong is lonely and dry.

"It's you again, Yun Wusad!"

Yun Wutian sneered again and again, walked in front of Yun Wubei, and scolded angrily: "I have a group of young heroes in Youzhou fighting to the death, but you, the eldest prince of the mansion, are afraid to avoid the war, and now it has intensified, and you dare to harbor the Ming Tai Si to commit the crime privately, and the palace of the palace of the law in the mansion is here, but I don't know what kind of crime you Yun Wubei should be guilty of!"

Yun Wutian's high-sounding rebuke made everyone in Yunfu here feel related, and they didn't dare to offend this noble-born eldest prince on weekdays, and it was not too late to fall into the well at this time.

"Brave and unscrupulous, bold and reckless, how stupid our eldest son is. ”

"Yes, compared to Brother Wutian, it is really different. ”

Immediately, countless accusations and insults arose, and a pair of eyes of disdain, disgust or schadenfreude gathered on Yun Wubei.

Yun Wutian sneered secretly, but his expression became more and more serious.

Pondering: This is a life-and-death battle involving thousands of people, and Nayun avoided it without fear or sorrow. This time, he harbored the key criminals of the Ming Tai Division, and he has already committed public anger. If Zuyun Haocheng is also here today, hum, it is really a crime made by heaven to live, but it is impossible to live if you do it yourself!

After thinking about it, he turned around angrily with a calm face, knelt down on his knees in front of Haoyue Zhenren Yun Haocheng, and bowed respectfully: "Please also ask the Heavenly Ancestor to be the master, punish this bold and reckless person, and use the righteous clan style." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than ten people from Yunfu walked out and bowed to their knees. However, among the more than 100 people in a moment, seventy percent knelt on the ground.

Now that Si Tianjian Lu Xuan has suddenly arrived, the life and death crisis of everyone here has become invisible, and everyone no longer has the sense of panic that a catastrophe is coming, and they have all taken a good time to wait and watch the development of the situation.

Not far away, Chu Tianqi, the general of Fenwei, stood behind Chu Lingqing of the Dingyang Marquis Mansion, and was very curious when he saw the waves rising again and again.

"Heavenly Ancestor, I have heard that the Yun clan has always had a clear distinction between respect and inferiority, and the clan law is strict, how could such a thing happen in front of everyone. What's the difference between this and forcing the palace?"

Chu Lingqing stroked his long beard, with a strange look in his eyes, and smiled silently.

Chu Tianqi observed for a while, and saw that his ancestor's face was different, so he was even more puzzled, and said: "The name of the Heavenly Prince of Yunfu and the Sick King of Yama, Tianqi has heard of it, and he fought with Situ Yu before, and it is seen that this Heavenly Prince's Qi training has been completed, and the foundation is not far away, but he can also be regarded as a young man." However, this eldest son of Yunfu, Tianqi is lonely and unheard, and he has never heard of it. ”

Chu Lingqing glanced at the farce here, then ignored it, and sighed: "Yun Wutian's cultivation is acceptable, and he also knows how to take advantage of the situation, but it's a pity." ”

Chu Tianqi was shocked when he heard this, thoughtful, and immediately looked at Yun Wubei, the eldest prince of Yunfu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Under the observation, I saw that Yun Wubei was still unmoved at this time, and the killing intent inadvertently revealed in his eyes made his own heart palpitations after a hundred battles.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, Yun Wubei got up and ignored the situation at all.

Step by step in front of Cui Shixiong, who was desperate for impermanence, the monstrous anger was suppressed in his chest, and at this moment, the killing intent of this unknown Yunfu prince was a little terrifying.

"Yun Mou said that you Cui Shixiong can't take anyone away!

When the words fell, more than 100 people in Yunfu were buzzing.

Words such as "I don't know the height of the sky" and "I don't know what to do" suddenly became noisy, Yun Wuji pushed away the crowd, walked quickly to the neighborhood, his eyes were eager, and his voice was lowered.

"No sorrow, you can't ...... crazy"

The next moment, Yun Wuji's voice suddenly stopped, and Xiuyi's face suddenly appeared shocked.

I saw Yun Wubei wave his hand and withdraw the vertical collar cloak of the crimson crane on his back and throw it in Yun Wuji's hand. The light in his eyes flashed, his palms were full of emotion, and a thousand needle-shaped swords with a whole body like ink came out of his body in an instant, floating around his body.

Immediately, more than a thousand needle swords suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and in countless shocked eyes, they collided and fused rapidly, but in an instant, a giant bladeless heavy sword with a length of one zhang and a width of three feet suddenly floated in front of Yun Wubei.

"It's actually condensed into a sword!"

"That cloud is already the foundation?"

A series of astonishing cries rang out in the crowd, and Yun Wutian's color froze, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Vertical arrogance!"

At this moment, an angry shout came, and the impermanence Cui Shixiong's eyes were cold, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng on his waist and rushed straight to where Yun Wubei was standing.

Yun Wubei was not shocked when he saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, only a series of phantoms were left in place, and the huge windless heavy sword danced suddenly, like a fierce hurricane.

Boom -

The dust and smoke rose suddenly from the place where the two met, and it took a long time to settle down.

"It's evenly divided! This little-known Yunfu eldest prince doesn't want to be so strong!"

As far as the eye could see, after the two of them shook hard, they were both shocked back more than ten steps.

Yun Wubei stepped back and made a toe effort, and his body leaned forward suddenly against common sense, thinking about Cui Shixiong again and shooting away. The latter immediately made a decision, jumped into the air, raised his sword above the top, and slashed straight down.

The two swords intersected, and the ink-colored heavy sword was darkened, and Yun Wubei's toes instantly clicked on the hilt of Cui Shixiong's sword, unloading his strength. Then the bladeless heavy sword in his hand strangely passed through the green blade in Cui Shixiong's hand, bringing up the sword light.

Cui Shixiong was secretly frightened in his heart, his body turned around, and he jumped out of the battle circle a few feet away with his strength, and the hand holding the sword trembled faintly.

"With Cui Shixiong, you can't shake the wind, what a strong body refining technique! That magic sword can fight against the blade without dispersing, and this body mana is also extremely pure. ”

Chu Tianqi secretly spoke, he fought with the impermanence Cui Shixiong several times, and he knew the strength of this person. I still remember the first battle, the two fought for more than 30 rounds, and the scene where their tiger's mouth was cracked and their arms were numb, I couldn't help blurting out.

"To be on par with this Mingtai Si Qianhu Dou, in other words, this Yunfu eldest prince has the strength above the three hundred steps of the Cloud Road, which is really terrifying!"

At this time, looking at the more than 70 people in Yunfu who were kneeling on the ground, I suddenly felt that these people were like a group of clowns jumping off the beam, all of whom were eyeless.

Sure enough, as the Heavenly Ancestor said, this cloud is skyless, it is indeed a pity!

The tree is so strong in the clan, Chu Tianqi can conclude that this "Heavenly Prince" of Yunfu will hardly have a bright future in this life.

When General Fenwei Chu Madman came back to his senses, the two of them had already completed more than fifty rounds in the field.

The two were more than ten zhang apart, far away from each other, their breath was unstable, their sleeves were torn, and they looked quite embarrassed. Despite this, many Youzhou cultivators no longer have the slightest intention of mocking.

"Shaft, there is a sword, called Feixian. If he took this sword, Cui would never mention the matter of the eldest lady of the Han family from now on. It's just that this move is huge, and Cui has no power to spare after performing it, you can think about it carefully!"

Yun Wubei held his breath and stared, secretly breathing for a long time, and sneered: "It's exactly what I want!"

More than ten zhang away, Cui Shixiong held the sword with both hands, and the mana was instilled in the sword, and the cold light was swallowed. Stepping on the obscure steps in his eyes, the sword danced at the top, and after a few breaths, seven brilliant sword flowers lit up in the air, and he shouted in vain: "Take it!"

Now, Yun Wubei no longer suppressed the killing intent in his chest, and this person tried to take Han Luchen away several times in order to touch his own scales. Full of murderous intent, everyone watching the battle suddenly felt a burst of cold attack on the body.

"You flying immortal, you are extremely ugly, jumping up and down, it is better to call it witchcraft. ”

Yun Wubei's sarcastic color was overflowing, his palm poked out from the cloud sleeve, his palm was facing the sky and crossed his side, and with a flick of his finger on the hilt of the sword, the huge bladeless heavy sword suddenly shot up, straight into the sky.

"This is a flying sword!"

"How is this possible, it is clearly a sword of condensation, how can you get rid of it and fly high!"

Yun Wubei ignored all kinds of exclamations around him.

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the bladeless heavy sword pierced more than a hundred zhang in the air, dripping and spinning, and then several rays of Gengjin sharp qi visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air from the sky and gathered in the sword.

"Yun also has a sword, but it is called an immortal!"

As he spoke, Yun Wubei slaughtered the True Xuan Shen Holy Body, and his body rose into the air, jumping more than ten zhang high, and with a move of the giant sword in the air, he shouted lightly.

"Taibai Miaohua came up from the sky. ”

The bladeless heavy sword suddenly burst into ink-colored brilliance, rolling up the red leaves of the sky and flying uninhibitedly. Looking up on the ground, the figure flying in the air, under the sun, is light and elegant.

"The bamboo drizzle turned into tears. ”

With another soft groan, the agile figure like a fairy, swooping down from a high altitude, the heavy sword suddenly spread out, turning into countless fine needle-shaped small swords, like a gentle drizzle falling from the sky.

In the amazed eyes of countless people, Cui Shixiong slowly submerged in the impermanence of life.