Heaven-defying Skills

The Kingdom of Queyue is located in the southwest of Tianen. The capital of Queyue City is now shrouded in a dark cloud.

Although the Kingdom of Queyue has a king who is in charge of all matters of the kingdom, everyone in Queyue City knows that the real power center of the kingdom is not the palace, but the Qinghe Castle in the north of the capital. There, the real helm of the kingdom is located.

At this moment, the Qinghe Castle is not calm. On the periphery of the giant castle, the two groups of people are confronting each other. One of them is led by a young man, and the person in front of the other side is Han Fengxue's grandfather Han Tianjun, who is also the current head of the Han family.

Han Tianjun's face is a little ugly, and it can even be said to be extremely gloomy. His cold eyes are like a sharp blade, scraping on the young man opposite.

But the young man sneered at Han Tianjun and said slowly: "Old man Han, hand over Yanyun. I value her, and it is a blessing for your Han family."

"Asshole, you are dreaming." Behind Han Tianjun, the crowd shouted at the young man.

The young man glanced at the people who spoke with a cold gaze, and immediately made the crowd shut up. He was already a middle-level martial arts master at a young age, and he was not comparable to the younger generations of the Han family.

"Du Yun, don't go too far. You should know that this is the Kingdom of the Moon." Han Tianjun looked at the young man opposite with a bad face, and his voice was extremely cold.

"The Kingdom of the Moon!" Du Yun sneered: "They are all places in my Dream Building. I will give you another stick of incense. If you don't hand them over, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"They are all places in the Dream Building, but do you think that the Kingdom of the Moon is the Kingdom of the Godly Martial Arts?" A faint voice sounded from the back of the Han family, but the people present could still hear a sense of anger from that indifference.

The people of the Han family made way in the middle, and a figure appeared. Han Tianjun said respectfully: "Senior Zuo!" The person who came out was Zuo Song who followed Shui Lao.

Zuo Song smiled and nodded at Han Tianjun, and then moved his eyes to Du Yun.

"What about the Kingdom of the Moonless, Zuo Song? Do you want to take care of my business?" Du Yun looked at Zuo Song, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"The people of the Han family are guests of Elder Shui, and no one can touch them." Zuo Song said firmly.

"Really? I want to see what Shui Qinghe can do to me if I move today." A voice came from behind Zuo Song and his group. A middle-aged man who walked out looked a bit like Zuo Song, but his majestic aura was not comparable to Zuo Song.

"Elder Du." Zuo Song shouted when he saw the middle-aged man walking out, but his tone was not much respectful.

"What does Shui Qinghe think of my Dream Tower? A bunch of garbage is actually placed in the Qinghe Castle of the Moonless Kingdom. Does he really think this is his private territory?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and looked at Zuo Song questioningly.

"Elder Du, Elder Shui has his own reasons for doing this." Du Song looked at the middle-aged man without showing any weakness, and said neither servile nor arrogant.

"Then I want to ask, what is his reason?"

"Du Kong, what is the reason, do I need to report to you?" Shui Qinghe's figure suddenly appeared beside Zuo Song.

Du Kong saw Shui Qinghe's figure appear, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You really don't need to report to me, but the elder asked, do you need to report." As he said, a purple-gold token appeared in Du Kong's hand.

"Don't use the elder to pressure me, I think you want me to be fake, but you really want my position." Shui Qinghe saw the token, his face did not change at all, as if he had expected it, a flash of anger in his eyes, Shui Qinghe continued; "The situation of Fantasy Building has just improved, and you started an internal conflict. Have you forgotten the mission of Fantasy Building?"

"Brother Mu, did you hear what Shui Qinghe said? He doesn't seem to care much about the elder." Du Kong suddenly said something inexplicably to the air, and just as he finished speaking, a figure appeared beside him.

"Mu Rong!" Seeing the figure appear, Shui Qinghe's face changed slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Shui Qinghe, very good." Mu Rong's eyes flashed with a cold smile, and he looked at Shui Qinghe meaningfully.

"Haha, it seems that you have been prepared for a long time." Shui Qinghe smiled bitterly, and deep sadness flashed in his eyes. The Dream Building has become so smoky, and he is still trying to restore the Martial God Empire. Isn't it a dream?

"Prepared for a long time, I don't quite understand this. My son has taken a fancy to the girl of the Han family. It seems that it has nothing to do with you, Shui Qinghe. If you really want to force a hand, don't blame me for being rude." Du Kong sneered. Some words can't be said too clearly, otherwise it will change.

Shui Qinghe would not understand this. Even if he chose to give in, the other party would find other reasons. In short, it was time for him to move his position as an elder. There were seven elders in the Fantasy Tower. The first elder, the second elder, and the third elder were all at the middle level of the Martial Saint, and their status was much higher than the other four elders. The first elder and the second elder had always been at odds. Shui Qinghe was the second elder's man, while Du Kong and Mu Rong on the other side were the first elder's men. Their trip to the Kingdom of Queyue was just to help the first elder clear the stumbling block.

"No need to talk nonsense, let's do it." Shui Qinghe's expression returned to indifference. Since the incident had already happened, he had no choice but to face it.

Outside the gate of the capital of the Kingdom of Queyue, a young man and woman stepped into the city, which immediately attracted countless exclamations.

The young man's silver hair fluttered in the wind, with a well-proportioned figure, clear lines, and a resolute and handsome face. The most amazing thing was his deep eyes, which were full of the vicissitudes of life at a young age. They were sharp and bright, and occasionally a ray of brilliance flashed through them.

What attracted the eye even more was the girl next to the young man. She had a standard golden ratio, and her facial features and skin were flawless. She seemed to be God's favorite, and she was born so perfectly.

The visitors were Han Fengxue and Meng Xixuan. The mythical beasts, the Fire Phoenix and the Kirin, were too conspicuous. He didn't want to be watched before entering the city, so he got off and walked directly into the city.

The Qinghe Castle in the Crescent Moon King City was too famous. Han Fengxue asked someone casually and got the exact direction. Han Fengxue pulled Meng Xixuan and walked towards the Qinghe Castle impatiently.

At this time, outside the Qinghe Castle, Shui Qinghe's face was as pale as paper, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his right hand was on his chest. The two people on the opposite side, Du Kong and Mu Rong, were also not doing well, with heavy breath coming out of their mouths, and their bodies were not as straight as they were at the beginning.

"Kill, don't leave any!" Du Kong's eyes flashed with poison, and he ordered the people behind him.

"Yes!" A uniform voice sounded, hundreds of long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the sharp sword energy filled the space, and the overwhelming murderous aura swept towards the Han family.

Han Fengxue's face was pale. Seeing Shui Qinghe defeated him, he knew that he might not be able to escape this disaster today. The people on the opposite side were all strong men above the martial arts level. There were not many people in their Han family who could fight against them, and the guards of Qinghe Castle were obviously not as strong as the other side.

"Wait!" A young girl's voice sounded. Behind the Han family's crowd, two figures slowly appeared, attracting everyone's attention at the same time, especially the one on the right, who was so beautiful that people's heartbeats stopped. The one who spoke was the one on the left, with eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes full of purity and kindness. She was eighteen or nineteen years old. Although her brilliance was overshadowed by the people around her, her beauty was also extraordinary. She was Du Yun's excuse to ask the Han family to hand over the person, Han Yanyun of the Han family, and the one on the right was Bing Xinyun. She had not left the castle for three years. Except for the people of the Han family and a few people who knew her, no one else knew that there was such a stunning beauty in Qinghe Castle.

The crowd opposite the Han family, pairs of wolf-like eyes exuded brilliance, constantly wandering back and forth on Bing Xinyun, swallowing saliva constantly came out, especially Du Yun, whose eyes were stretched so long that they almost jumped out of their sockets.

"Father, I want this girl too." Du Yun woke up from his daze, licked his lips, and said to Du Kong, but his eyes never left Bing Xinyun for a moment.

Hearing Du Yun's words, Du Kong nodded and smiled slightly. Such a woman even moved an old man like him, and it was a perfect match for his son.

Han Tianjun looked at Bing Xinyun and Han Yanyun, smiled bitterly and said, "Why did you come out?"

"Grandpa, I am also a member of the Han family. If the Han family has something going on, how can I not come out?" Bing Xinyun spoke first, and Murong Qing, who was not far behind her, also nodded. She had long regarded Bing Xinyun as her own daughter, and her love for her was no less than that for Han Fengxue.

"Aren't you looking for me? I'll go with you now and let the others go." Han Yanyun stepped forward and spoke to Du Yun and his group, which made people a little surprised that he, who seemed weak, had such courage.

"Master, I have changed my mind now. I am more satisfied with the person next to you. Master, you are going to take both of them." Du Yunxie said with a smile.

Hearing his words, Han Yanyun's face darkened. She didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.

And Murong Qing and Han Tianjun's faces were also livid at the same time. Bing Xinyun was Han Fengxue's woman.

"Hmph, you are worthy!" Shui Qinghe looked at Du Yun with disdain and sneered. At this moment, a young man with silver hair appeared in Shui Qinghe's mind. He sighed in his heart: "It's been three years. If he comes back, he may be much better than me."

"I am not worthy?" Du Yun pointed at himself, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes: "I reached the middle level of Wuzong at the age of nineteen. Even in the Dream Tower, I am considered a genius. I am not worthy. Who do you think is worthy?"

"Nineteen-year-old Wuzong middle level, is it very strong? Her husband, you are not even qualified to carry his shoes." Shui Qinghe pointed at Bing Xinyun and said.

"He has a husband? Who is it? I want to see why he makes me unworthy of carrying his shoes." Du Yun's face was a little gloomy when he heard Shui Lao's words, and murderous intent was looming.

Bing Xinyun looked up at the sky, and the figure that had appeared countless times was suspended there again.

"It's been three years, have you forgotten the agreement between us?"

"It's me." Suddenly, a voice full of murderous aura came, although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

A flash of light, and next to Bing Xinyun, there was a figure with silver-white hair and a lonely figure, standing there proudly, as if it had existed since ancient times.

Hearing the word "it's me", Bing Xinyun's body trembled, turned around, and just saw the voice in front of him, the familiar smell, the familiar body, his face was engraved with many years of vicissitudes, becoming more mature and stable, but in his deep eyes, the deep love was still so clear and thorough. Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, the two looked at each other, just looking at each other, at this time silence is better than words.

"You still remember to come back." Bing Xinyun groaned, scolding her, but she couldn't help but fall into Han Fengxue's arms, gently hitting Han Fengxue's back with her fists, her eyes already filled with tears.

Han Fengxue hugged Bing Xinyun tightly, letting her release as much as she could. After a long time, Han Fengxue let go of her hand. Bing Xinyun's eyes were still filled with tears, but she was filled with endless joy. Her wait was finally over.

Han Tianjun and Murong Qing's bodies trembled fiercely when they heard Han Fengxue's voice. Their eyes were fixed on the familiar figure and could not be moved away for a long time. Shui Qinghe also smiled. He saw more than others. He could not see through Han Fengxue's temperament. He was completely shrouded in mystery. What did this mean? When he was only a skill master, Han Fengxue could injure Qingcang. Now, his rank is not much lower than his. So how powerful will his combat power be? It seems that Han Fengxue has not lived in vain for the past three years. But when Han Fengxue really showed all his strength, he was still shocked and a little numb.

Everyone in the Han family also breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know why, after the incident in Fengcheng, Han Fengxue became their sustenance, as if as long as Han Fengxue was there, there was nothing that could not be solved.

Han Fengxue touched the tears in Bing Xinyun's eyes, then turned around, knelt heavily on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully to Han Tianjun and Murong Qing, saying: "Grandpa, mother, the child is back."

"It's good to be back."

"It's good to be back." Han Tianjun and Murong Qing said at the same time, and stepped forward to look at Han Fengxue. Han Tianjun's eyes were a little red, and Murong Qing's tears had already fallen.

Du Yun was stunned when he heard the two words of Han Fengxue. Han Fengxue's temperament also made him feel unfathomable, so he did not act rashly, but watched the situation quietly. His father Du Kong, like him, quietly watched the development of the situation. Who is this strange figure that suddenly appeared, and why does Shui Qinghe have such a high evaluation of him.

After Han Fengxue finished talking with his relatives, he slowly turned around and looked at Du Yun and others.