The Prince of the World

After Wang Yuanshan's eyes swept up after Yan left, the Qiujun, whose spirit and spirit had reached the peak, could not help but be surprised.

"Is this the 9th Army?"

Feeling the powerful breath from these soldiers, he couldn't help but feel terrified, because he discovered that the Ninth Army actually consisted of all Profound Martial Warriors.

What is more terrible is that there are only two or three hundred people in the Profound Realm. The Heaven Profound Realm has reached more than 7,000 people in horror. However, during this time, the soldiers of the Nineth Military Profound Realm broke through most of the whole army There are only more than two hundred people in Profound Realm.

However, Wang Yuanshan was quite a man of the city, and did not inquire about the changes of Yanli Chujun's Ninth Army. He welcomed him into the military barracks with a smiling face, and celebrated with a drink.

The news of Yanli's return soon reached the ear of Emperor Dayun. He immediately issued an edict. First, the junior army was divided into the Liwang family, and all the soldiers were upgraded again.

Secondly, Zhao Yan left and rushed back to the Imperial City to marry Tuoba Yuer, the princess of the Great Qin Kingdom, and the princess of the Barbaric Kingdom.

Yanli, who received the imperial edict, can be said to have joy and sorrow. Fortunately, he did not have to hand over the eleventh army he carefully crafted. The worry is that he actually wants to marry that barbarous woman.

"Damn the barbaric king! What a bad gift! Just give me your daughter!"

He was still dissatisfied in his heart, but the decree still had to be obeyed. On the second day, he took the junior army and headed towards the imperial city.

Return to China.

Yanli will naturally no longer put the junior army into the Hunyuan space. Fortunately, Wang Yuanshan equipped the junior army with good horses. He rushed all the way and should return to the imperial capital within five days.

That night.

The junior army was stationed in front of a small river.

In Yanli's big tent, he gathered the top leaders of the 9th Army, Fan Dongliu and other masters who were subdued by him.

This time when he returned to the Imperial City, he returned with entrapment, and his wings were already abundant. His three emperors could no longer pose any threat to him, but he did not rule out the dog jumping the wall.

Presumably they heard that he had returned, and they should have begun planning to deal with his conspiracy.

However, he is not afraid, not to mention that his cultivation base has reached the fifth level of the secret realm, which can shake the masters of Wang Jing. Besides, he has a large number of talents, such as the masters, and the strong army of the junior army.

What is even more rare is that the grandfather favored him a lot. If he did not accumulate enough, he would have been established as the emperor's grandson. This time he carried back the general trend, and the grandfather would definitely call him emperor's grandson.

After some discussion, the crowd dispersed.

Suddenly, Yan Limei showed a joyful color, but the spirit fetus avatar came to a mood. During this time, he was killed in the barbaric country of the Great Qin State. The spirit fetus avatar walked between the famous mountains and rivers, lamenting the heaven. Hope to appreciate the artistic conception in the unknown sword.

Nearly a year, he finally got something.

Realizing this artistic conception in detail, he seems to be transformed into a spirit avatar, walking between the various mountains and rivers, with the ground as the seat and the sky as the quilt.

When you are hungry, you eat wild fruits, and when you are thirsty, you drink mountain springs, fully integrated with the earth.

Suddenly, Yan Li, immersed in the perception, suddenly opened his eyes and flashed a sharp voice.

A shadow blasted, and the long sword was less than three feet away from his eyebrow!

"court death!"

In the cold drink, Yan moved, and crossed the void with his finger and sword. Suddenly, a mysterious force field spread out, and the black figure was stagnant for a while, and his heart was horrified, because he suddenly felt like he was stuck in a swamp. , The action is very difficult.

"boom!"

Turned fingers into palms, reprinted on the shadow man's chest.

"Ok!"

With a grunt, the other party fell to the ground softly, and his expression became extremely stunned.

At this moment, I heard that the dynamic guard quickly broke into the tent and saw the shadow figures on the ground, all approaching and surrounding the other party.

Gu Feng and others rushed to hear the news and saw the shadowy figure who fell to the ground. He asked Yan Li: "Li Wang, are you okay!"

He shook his head and said to Fan Dongliu: "This person will be handed over to you, and the interrogation will be made sure that he tells who instructed him!"

"Yes!"

The black shadow man was taken away, and the others retreated, but Yanli looked downcast.

This shadow figure is not high, only the secret realm is triple, if you change a king realm, you can't catch it, you can still succeed.

"Which one of my good uncles is doing the good job?" He guessed secretly.

Less than half an hour.

Fan Dongliu arrived again.

Yan Li did not speak, waiting for the other party to report.

"This man is called Liu Jianxing, he is a disciple of the Demon Sect of the Holy Sect, and came to assassinate you by the command of Shi Fengxing, the master of the Demon Sect!"

"Holy Gate!"

Yan Li's eyes shrank abruptly, as if the holy gates had acted in the last two months. That war brought incalculable losses to the Great Cloud Kingdom.

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked: "Did you ask the other party's stronghold?"

Fan Dongliu said in a deep voice: "According to the other party, there is a stronghold in Haitian County, fifty miles away, and his subordinates have sent four special soldiers to check the truth and reality!"

"You did very well!" Yanli nodded appreciatively and thoughtfully: "The Holy Gate is always a hidden danger, and they must be removed!"

After half an hour, the four special soldiers who went to investigate the news returned to the two, and two others remained in Haitian County to watch over there.

According to the reports of the two special soldiers who came back, there was indeed a stronghold of the demons there, with a number of about 70 or 80 people, including two warriors with five secrets.

"Dongliu! Lead the special team immediately to eradicate that stronghold. If you can capture the two masters alive, try to capture as much as possible!" Yan Li immediately issued an order.

"Yes!"

Fan Dong moved away, but Yan Li bowed his head in contemplation. He was a little worried in his heart, worrying that his three uncles would join hands with the Holy Gate.

This assassination seems to have been done by the Demon Sect, but it is not necessary that his three uncles participated in it.

After two hours, Fan Dongliu brought people back, but his face was a bit frustrated.

"how is it?"

"That stronghold has been destroyed by us! But the two masters escaped!"

After Fan Dongliu explained, they realized that on their way, the masters in the stronghold speculated that the assassin who came to assassinate Yanli might fail, so he thought of escaping.

Seeing that they were going to escape, the two special forces left behind could not make them wishful, and they had a big battle with them, but in the end they still did not leave them.

When Fan Dongliu reached, the two had already escaped for a long time, but in desperation, they could only breathe out the Saints in the stronghold.

"There are still more than ten live talks! Do you want to go to the interrogation from Wang?"

"Go! Take me to see!"

Soon, Yanli accompanied Fan Dongliu to the place where the group of Mozong children were held, a total of eleven people, eight men and three women.

"This general, we are all wronged! Why do you want us here?"

"Yes! Lord General, we are really wrong! We haven't done anything bad, why do you want to arrest us, please beg us to let us go!"

Looking at the quibbling demons, Yanli sneered in the corner of his mouth.

"Kill both of them!"

"Yes!"

The two special forces responded, and with the two screams, the two Mo Zongzi, who called the wrong, fell to the ground and died. For a moment, each of the remaining nine men shivered, and looked at Yanli with more terror.

Icy eyes crossed the nine Mozong children one by one: "Give you a chance! If you can tell the useful news to this king, you can save one death! Otherwise, the end is the same as both of them!"

The ants are still very greedy. For Yanli, such a decisive master, this group of people just thought the excuses were useless. For a moment, each face hesitated, thinking about whether to explain?

For nearly a year, Yanli created countless murders in the Great Qin Empire and the Barbarians, which made his heart more cold and cruel.

Especially when dealing with enemies, he would not treat them as humans at all.

"Kill both of them!"

He saw that this group of people was still hesitating, a faint killing in his heart, and his fingers fell on the two people at will.

"Do not kill me!"

"I say……!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Poof! Poof!"

The knife flashed, blood splashed, two good heads flew down, and the eyes on the head were still wide, full of resentment and unwillingness.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, one of the Mozong women could not help screaming in horror.

"Shut up! Call to death!"

Yan Li's cold eyes fell on the other party. For a moment, the female disciple of Mozong shuddered, feeling like he was being stared at by a big demon at this moment, subconsciously fell to the ground, unable to climb up.

The remaining disciples of Mozong did not wait for Yanli to ask again, just like pouring beans, telling everything they knew, but unfortunately, their status was not high, and their knowledge was limited, which did not help Yanli much.

"Break them off, let them go!"

Speaking coldly, Yanli turned and left.

Returning to the tent, Yan Li's brows were compact, thinking about how to resolve the harm caused by the holy gate. Unfortunately, this holy gate had too deep background and too deep a latent depth. It was really hard to catch their trail.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his heart. As the so-called reward must have bravery, he thought of a way to deal with the holy door, but this way ...

Entering cultivation again, realizing the spirit of heaven and mind coming from the doppelganger of the spirit fetus, "Nameless Swords" is a peerless swordsmanship that focuses on the mood and not the moves.

The nine strokes of swordsmanship contain nine kinds of artistic conception. Take the first move of "seamless clothing". If you want to realize the true meaning of swordsmanship, you must first realize the conception of "Heart of Heart".

...

The night is like ink.

A tall figure stood facing the abyss, the mountain breeze blowing, rolling up his scattered long wind, flying against the wind.

"Stone Master."

A figure appeared to appear out of thin air, came to stand a few meters away from the cliff, but was a white-robed Confucian, with a good-looking face, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The figure turned slowly, revealing an extremely pale cheek, and strangely, there was a black vertical eye above his eyebrows three inches.

"Can't think of Mr. Long driving in person?"

There was a trace of surprise in Shi Fengxing's tone, but there was no slight surprise on his face, as if he had expected the other party to return.

"Don't dare not obey the order of the Lord."

Mr. Long said: "This assassination failed. Presumably the man already had vigilance and alertness, and then wanted to assassinate him. The general secret master is no longer possible, and only the master of the king realm can do it. "

"Hahaha!"

Shi Fengxing laughed loudly, and a ridiculous color flashed on the pale face, "It's really a good idea to become a king. Now that the person's fame in Dayun Kingdom is beyond anyone except the emperor. Hand, I am afraid that Mozong will be criticized by all people in the world! "