The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

This Yun Yi, to put it mildly, is a decent person.

To put it bluntly, he is a selfish hypocrite!

It was obvious that he came to ask questions and wanted to cause trouble, but he first said that the other party had betrayed his friendship with him. This ability to confuse right and wrong is really admirable.

Not everyone is as shameless as Yun Yi.

No wonder he is the master of Yun Palace, one of the five palaces!

Old Man Ye was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help but smile and said, "Yun Yi, after so many years, you are still so hypocritical. Our love back then was true, but as for who betrayed first, you know it well. Whatever, You don’t need to talk nonsense to me, just tell me, what do you want?”

Fang Qingyang happened to come over and said, "I've met Uncle Yun!"

He had a smile on his face and his eyes were wanton.

No one knew better than him why Yun Yi came to ask questions. It was just that Yun Nian and Yun Pengfei went home to cry and complain, denounced their various actions.

Speaking of which, it was nothing more than a loss of face, and he came to ask questions.

Yun Yi has long lost the restraint he had when we first met. There was a fierce light in his eyes, "Fang Qingyang, who gave you the courage to bully my children? With your humble status, you are still trying to cause trouble for my Yun family!" "

After the words fell, he suddenly shouted, "Get over here and kneel down!"

As he spoke, a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

Yun Yi is a prince of a generation, and his own fighting power is very terrifying.

The breath that burst out from his body instantly oppressed Fang Qingyang's whole body, and even the void couldn't stop forming large lines, about to collapse!

Fang Qingyang's expression changed, and his figure was pressed in the middle, shaking for a while.

But he did not waver, but forcefully resisted the aura, his body as steady as a mountain.

"Yun Yi, are you here to trouble me?"

I saw Old Man Ye standing up slowly. Although his meridians were all gone, he still had an undeniable sense of terror, as if a ferocious beast was reviving.

"Ye Qingcang, you were so powerful back then that you were head and shoulders above me. You were a master of swordsmanship and the first among us to reach the ninth level of the supernatural realm. We are not as good as you."

Yun Yi did not flinch, and there was a different kind of ferocity in his pupils, "However, after so many years, you have already fallen behind, you are a useless person, and our group of geniuses have reached the realm of princes long ago. Now, I am It’s the prince of the Destiny Realm!”

As he spoke, a prince's will suddenly spread out and pressed towards Fang Qingyang again.

Old man Ye's face darkened, it seemed that Yun Yi was about to break up.

However, he is a useless person and can't do anything.

The prince's will was suppressed, the roar was endless, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

Yun Yi would not take action against Fang Qingyang, as that would be too detrimental to his status as the master of the palace, but he would suppress Fang Qingyang with the will of a prince and make him kneel down to him to save his children.

"Creak."

Fang Qingyang's bones were almost deformed in an instant. He raised his head despite the overwhelming suppression, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "Palace Master Yun is really... good at bullying someone as a prince. I’m a junior!”

"I want you to...kneel down!"

Yun Yi didn't say a word nonsense and drank loudly again.

The prince's will rolled like a tide, suddenly covering the world.

It was as if the already huge strength was being replenished, suppressing Fang Qingyang until he couldn't even lift his head. His bones kept brittle and his legs slowly bent.

A cold light flashed in Old Man Ye's eyes. Although he has become a disabled person, if he has to risk his life, there is still one last move in Qing Cang's sword technique...

At this moment, an exaggerated fighting spirit surged behind Fang Qingyang.

The princely aura visible to the naked eye formed from his whole body and soared into the sky, with a strong aura of martial arts.

It also has the meaning of a prince!

Moreover, it is stronger and more powerful than Yun Yi's!

"this......"

Yun Yi was shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Even he didn't expect the aura that suddenly came from Fang Qingyang.

Even if the opponent doesn't have the strength to fight back, Fang Qingyang is obviously better in terms of pure princely intention.

"This aura is Murong Jiu!"

Yun Yi was horrified. Everyone knew that Murong Jiu was a prince who was extremely accomplished in martial arts, and the princely spirit he had inherited was filled with an absolute will to fight.

I'm afraid I won't be able to rely on the prince's will to suppress the other party this time.

But why does Fang Qingyang have this aura on him?

"Could it be...that it's the War King Code?"

Yun Yi had many thoughts flashing through his mind. He had long heard that Murong Jiu had written the inheritance of his fighting spirit into the War King's Code and injected it into the plaque.

But for so many years, no one could see through it. Over time, everyone thought it was just a legend. But now it seems that it is not the case!

Fang Qingyang actually possesses Murong Jiu's experience in martial arts.

Murong Jiu said back then that whoever can inherit the War King Code will be the one he strives to cultivate for the next generation.

I was accidentally hit by this kid...

At this moment, Yun Yi was a little scared.

First of all, no one doubts that Murong Jiu is Fang Xuanxiao's good brother.

Secondly, Murong Jiu had just won a battle outside, and it was said that he was about to return to the Sword Dynasty with supreme power, and Fang Qingyang also had the inheritance of the War King Code. To put it bluntly, he was the target of Murong Jiu's efforts to support him in the future.

In this situation, if you continue to make things difficult for him, the consequences will be disastrous!

"Who dares to cause trouble in my East Courtyard!"

With a loud roar, Meng Huan rushed over from a distance.

There was a cold light in his pupils, and he looked like he was protecting his child.

"Swish!"

Meng Huan's figure was horizontal, directly blocking Yun Yi and Fang Qingyang, his eyes were stern, "Master Yun, you have a pivotal position in the Sword Dynasty, and you are also a famous prince. Now you turn around and bully a junior like this, it's not justifiable, right?"

Seeing Meng Huan appear, the coldness in Old Man Ye's eyes subsided a little.

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down again.

"Boy, you are very good. Not long after coming to the Sword Dynasty, you have found two great backers!"

Yun Yi grinned, "But I hope you remember that my children are not someone you can afford to provoke. If I find you dare to bully them again, I don't care who is behind you, I, Yun Yi, will kill you in my hands!"

Although he had to retreat, he couldn't lose face.

After leaving a harsh word, Yun Yi turned around and left.

It looked like he had let Fang Qingyang go.

"Are you okay?"

Meng Huan immediately walked towards Fang Qingyang and asked with concern.

"It's okay, thank you Uncle Meng."

Fang Qingyang bowed, then he walked to Old Man Ye and teased, "Master, how are you, can this old bone still work?"

"Nonsense, what can happen to me?"

Old Man Ye snorted, "It's because I'm soft-hearted that I spared his life. Otherwise, once I took action, how could he have time to say another word of nonsense?"

"Okay, okay, you are the strongest."

Fang Qingyang laughed, then sighed, "I haven't really set foot on the Tianjiao list, and various forces have already smelled the smell. It seems that if you want to really gain a foothold in the Sword Dynasty, the first place on the Tianjiao list is just the beginning!"