Martial God Sovereign

Within the Star Sea Fire Field, in a certain palace, there was a brilliant bright light, colorful, very dazzling.

In that light, there was a terrifying aura that covered the eternal blue sky, and within ten miles, no one could approach.

Han Yu stepped into the range covered by the colorful light in the worried eyes of his relatives.

Just stepping into that area, there was boundless sword intent surging towards Han Yu.

That sword intent is very terrifying, and the general half-step supreme is absolutely unable to resist.

Han Yu swallowed the devil gourd on his head, no matter how terrifying his sword intent, he could swallow it all.

Under great pressure, Han Yu approached the palace step by step, and finally opened the palace and stepped in.

Not long after, a sword with colorful rays appeared in Han Yu's line of sight. This sword was the golden sword of the colorful god.

The golden sword of the colorful **** is suspended, and under it lies a woman, it is Zhao Yubing.

At this time, Zhao Yubing's body was flushed red, and there was a terrible aura in his body, as if a wild beast was about to wake up.

Han Yu stopped ten feet away, not daring to step forward.

Although he could withstand the oppression of Wanfa Sword, he was afraid that coming too close would cause resistance from Wanfa Sword and accidentally injure Zhao Yubing.

"Mother, are you coming back?" Han Yu muttered to himself, completely relieved.

If this happens to ordinary people, it is absolutely shocking, but Han Yu knows Zhao Yubing's life experience.

Han Yu no longer stayed, and quietly retreated.

Exiting the area covered by the light, the Korean War, Narcissus, Shui Ling'er and others hurriedly surrounded.

"Xiaoyu, how is your mother?" Han Zhan asked worriedly.

"Father rest assured, mother is fine, her situation is somewhat similar to Yue'er." Han Yu said.

Everyone looked at Liu Xuanyue.

During the Korean War, Han Yu’s wives knew Liu Xuanyue’s situation well. Liu Xuanyue was suspected of being the reincarnation of Huang Quan’s ancestor. Doesn’t it mean that Zhao Yubing was also the reincarnation of a strong man?

Everyone was relieved, since Han Yu said it was all right, Zhao Yubing would be all right.

Han Yu looked at Han Zhan and said, "Father, have you felt anything wrong recently?"

Han Zhan didn’t know why Han Yu would ask, he said suspiciously, “There’s nothing wrong with it, what’s wrong?”

"Nothing." Han Yu replied, and then looked at everyone, "My mother is fine. If you have trouble, everyone, please go back."

Almost all the people from the Nine Sun Continent gathered here, besides the Spirit Race, and some strange faces that Han Yu had never seen before.

After hearing the words, everyone dispersed one after another.

It didn't take long for Han Yu's family and Jian Shiqi to remain here.

"Han Yu, how come Wanfajian is here?" Jian Shiqi Chuanyin asked Han Yu, she really couldn't figure it out.

"This...you will know in a while." Han Yu didn't know how to explain.

Jian Shiqi nodded, but there was still some worry.

For several days, Zhao Yubing's situation was the same, protected by all methods.

At noon one day, something happened suddenly.

From above the nine heavens, a ghost fell. That imaginary image was Zhao Yubing's image. It actually ignored the power of the Ten Thousand Magic Sword and went straight into the palace and disappeared without a trace.

Not long after the first phantom disappeared, another phantom came.

He still looks exactly the same as Zhao Yubing, but doesn't understand his temperament at all.

Han Yu's eyes were burning, and he led the Korean War into the palace, only to see the phantom that had just landed, and disappeared without a trace in Zhao Yubing's body.

"What's the situation?" Han Zhan was stunned. Even with his knowledge, it was the first time I saw him.

"This is the incarnation of the mother. Now the mother is resurrected and all the ways are back." Han Yu said excitedly. The God of Ten Thousand Swords cultivates ten thousand dharma and has thousands of incarnations, and now it is her incarnation that has returned.

"Xiaoyu, do you know something?" Han Zhan asked.

"Father, my mother has a big background. As for what happened, let my mother tell you." Han Yu said.

By now, all his previous guesses can be concluded.

Zhao Yubing is the reincarnation of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, and the identity of the Korean War is naturally self-evident.

Han Zhan nodded with doubts.

"Father rest assured, mother will never be okay." Han Yu said confidently.

Time passed quietly, and dozens of phantoms would drop from the sky every day and enter Zhao Yubing's body.

Han Yu has sealed off within a hundred li, only the closest person can approach.

The Korean War has always stood outside to guard, Han Yu and the others will come every day.

One day, Shuixian'er, Ma Su, Fenghuang, and Liu Xuanyue all came, but Shui Ling'er and Qin Yue were not seen.

"Xian'er, Ling'er and Lele?" Han Yu asked.

"The two of them are talking to the one you brought." Narcissus said strangely.

"Uh..." Han Yu suddenly had a headache.

In a certain palace, Shui Ling'er and Qin Yue were sitting on the main seat, while Jian Shiqi was arranged to stand.

"Your name is Sword Seventeen, isn't it? How far have you developed with him?" Shui Linger took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

Qin Le next to him also looked at Jian Shiqi indifferently.

Jian Shiqi stood in the hall, very uncomfortable, but she already knew that the two were Han Yu’s wives and had a deep relationship with Han Yu’s husband and wife, so she could only hold her temper and pretend to be stupid: "He ,Who is he?"

Shui Ling'er snorted: "Don't pretend to be a fool, you know who I'm talking about, have you ever gone to bed?"

"Ah?" Jian Shiqi didn't expect that Shui Ling'er would say such overbearing words, so that the half-step supreme, who had never seen her, instantly burned her pretty face, and some did not dare to look at Shui Ling'er and Qin Yue. .

"It looks like it has been, how many times have it been?" Qin Le asked, with extraordinary momentum.

Jian Shiqi lowered his head slightly, not knowing what to say.

Qin Le hummed softly, seemingly dissatisfied. Shui Ling'er tapped his finger on the armrest, and said imposingly: "Since you gave him your body, you are now a member of the Han family, but don't be proud of it. Our Han family is a big family and has our own rules. Today I will Come to talk to you

Our rules. "

Sword Seventeen can only listen.

Shui Ling'er said: "You and him are now really unknown. Your status in our Han family is like... Tongfang girl, yes, Tongfang girl. Do you know what Tongfang girl means?"

Jian Shiqi's face was blue and purple with anger, but she endured it.

Shui Linger said solemnly: "Since I don't know, then I will explain to you, Tongfang girl, that is also a girl. Before you get the status, you are only worthy of being a girl in our Han family."

Sword Seventeen really couldn't bear it, and said angrily: "You are too bullying, right?"

Qin Le said uncomfortably: "Speak to us in this tone, and we can directly drive you away, and he won't say anything good for you."

"You...I..." Jian Shiqi was anxious, but he was speechless.