Wuxia: People in Huashan, Shi Niang please respect yourself!

Chapter 95 I took you as a brother, you actually……!!

But at this moment, a ray of light cut through the gray gauze.

Restore the world to its original color!

Subconsciously concentrating attention, the emperor discovered that this light was actually a sword light! The sword light flashed away like a shooting star, and the long sword in Nanwang Shizi’s hand instantly escaped.

The exquisite artwork that was forged at a high cost actually broke into two halves in mid-air.

One fell in front of Fang Yeyu, and the broken blade sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt of the sword encrusted with gems.

The other fell behind Nanwang Shizi, and the tip of the sword stood up strangely straight.

It’s like a tombstone.

At this moment, the emperor dared to swear to the sky, he had never felt that a sword light could be so beautiful.

He had never felt that a young man’s voice could make him, the Ninth Fifth Supreme, so excited that he almost cried!

“Your Majesty, it doesn’t matter if it’s late for the next rescue, right?”

“Ye Qing…”

At this moment, the emperor could no longer say the title of Ye Zhangmen.

The gift of saving lives is greater than heaven.

“Your Majesty, please rest assured, if you are here, you will be worry-free tonight.”

Ye Ling’s figure dressed in white appeared in front of the emperor at an unknown time, and his tone was extremely gentle and firm.

This made the emperor want to cry even more, if it weren’t for the fact that Nanwang Shizi and Fang Yeyu were still there.

“Wait, Nanwang Shizi?”

At this time, the emperor felt a little strange, because Nanwang Shizi seemed to have been placed under a spell.

The whole person actually stiffened there.

“Hehe…”

Nanwang Shizi’s eyes widened in horror, as if he wanted to say something.

But subconsciously covered his throat with a coolness, and then realized that he was no longer saved.

Pain accompanied by death, causing the son of the world to fall straight up.

Only then did the blood gradually spill out on the ground, staining the tip of the sword that resembled a tombstone red.

“Two swords?”

Looking at Ye Ling thoughtfully, Fang Yeyu could naturally see what the emperor could not see.

The moment he saved the emperor, Ye Ling threw out a sword at the fastest speed.

But in addition to the sword that saved people, Ye Ling also produced a faster killing sword, and it was this sword that caused the long sword in Nanwang Shizi’s hand to fly into the air and break into two.

It was also this sword that directly demanded the life of Nanwang Shizi, and even Fang Yeyu didn’t have time to strike.

Now that Nanwang Shizi is dead and the plan has completely failed, this little magician does not look the slightest lost.

There was even an urge to applaud Ye Ling’s two swords.

“It’s really a good sword, and people are also good people, but the sword technique is a little worse.”

“The sword technique of the Huashan Sect?”

Although he did not applaud, Fang Yeyu still commented in a praiseworthy tone.

“In the head of the Xiahuashan faction, Ye Ling.”

Ye Ling looked at Fang Yeyu quietly, his eyes were extremely clear and calm.

It was clear that the sense of oppression brought by Fang Yeyu was amazing, and the emperor was even a little overwhelmed at first, and could only sit on the dragon chair and wait for death.

But Ye Ling was like a green pine, still majestic despite the fierce wind.

“Interesting, even more interesting, the sword technique of the Huashan Sect can actually be used by you to this extent.”

“It’s a pity, you’re going to die, even the emperor behind you.”

Fang Yeyu said, his rather handsome face revealing a deep regret.

It’s nothing that Nanwang Shizi died, Fang Yeyu’s purpose in coming here is only to plunge Daming into chaos.

Whether it was Li Daitao or the emperor dying directly, it actually made no difference to him.

The only pity is probably some of the materials promised by the Southern King and the Southern King Shizi

But to say that it’s a pity is actually not a pity, because for Fang Yeyu, these are really dispensable.

“I really pretend.”

Looking at Fang Yeyu, who looked like he was about to make a move, Ye Ling secretly complained in his heart

But I have to say that such a handsome is also really handsome, and it can produce a sense of oppression

For example, the emperor’s face was already solemn, and even there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

“Escaping from death, do you want to die again?”

“But with a strong person like the little magician, how can Ye Qing win?”

Looking at Ye Ling’s back, and then at Fang Yeyu’s posture about to strike.

The emperor only felt that the two were like a fierce wind and a small tree.

Even if Ye Ling is a green pine, it is still a little young in the end, and it is easy to be broken by the waist.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty…”

At this time, the little eunuch who should have been killed by Fang Yeyu actually opened his eyes.

It’s not that he cheated the corpse, but he practiced a martial art of suspended animation.

Even after falling into a state of suspended animation, this little eunuch’s consciousness was still sober

Perhaps Fang Yeyu also discovered this, not only did not completely kill the little eunuch because of this, but brought him into the dry palace.

The reason is self-evident.

It is to see the object of his loyalty being killed and then steal the beams and change the pillars.

Fang Yeyu, known as the Little Magician, is not just because he is a disciple of the Magic Master Pang Ban.

“No, Ye Shaoxia is not that Fang Yeyu’s opponent, I will take His Majesty to escape!”

The body was gradually controlled by consciousness, and the little eunuch tried to get up.

Obviously, he also did not think that Ye Ling could defeat Fang Yeyu.

As someone who had been killed once by the Little Magician, no one knew Fang Yeyu’s horror better than him.

In fact, no matter who it was, they wouldn’t think Ye Ling would win here.

The little magician has Pang Ban, a grandmaster, as a master, what does Ye Ling have? Before becoming the head of the Huashan Sect, he was not even Yue Buqun’s disciple, but Ning Zhongze’s!

So according to the normal situation, what does Ye Ling win?

This Fang Yeyu will not necessarily lose if he fights with Dongfang Undefeated at a young age.

I saw Fang Yeyu facing Ye Ling without the slightest contempt.

But he also did not use the pair of three-eight halberds that Pang Ban gave him.

Just took out a longsword that was not good-looking, and then the three-foot blue front drew the sword out of its sheath.

I saw that under the unassuming appearance, the sword body of this sword carried an indescribable coldness and sharpness.

Even just looking at it, you can feel a pain of being scratched on your body.

“Let Fang tell you that there is no talent in this world who can do whatever he wants.”

“In this world, only the strong can do whatever they want!”

The long sword pointed at Ye Ling, and Fang Yeyu seemed to incarnate as a great philosopher.

“If the weak want to do whatever they want, they will have to pay a terrible price, even their lives!”

When the words fell, this three-foot Qingfeng instantly penetrated the air, and the cold light rushed straight towards Ye Ling’s eyebrows

There is no doubt that Fang Yeyu’s sword technique is extremely exquisite, and it should be the number of paths on Meng Yuan’s side.

The subtlety of a single round can be said to be far beyond the remaining sword techniques of the Huashan Sect.

At least it is also a prefecture-level top grade!

Pity.

“You got one thing wrong.”

Qinghong and Qingfeng in his hand were staggered, and Ye Ling easily blocked this sword, and his tone was full of calm.

“What?!”

Being blocked by Ye Ling with a sword that he thought he would kill, Fang Yeyu’s face suddenly changed

The aura of the master that was painstakingly created has disappeared, and it is even a little funny.

But Fang Yeyu was not in the mood to care about this at the moment, because he finally felt Ye Ling’s sword.

I felt what kind of two swords Nanwang Shizi endured.

I saw Ye Ling’s sword block the Qingfeng in Ye Yu’s hand below, and then raised his hand to be extremely fast and extremely fast sword.

Fang Yeyu could see that this was still the plain Xiyi sword technique of the Huashan Sect.

Even the biggest ingenious sword of them all! But in Ye Ling’s hands, this sword was too fast.

The big trick is completely turned into a quick and unbreakable, and you can’t even feel the slightest discord

Fortunately, Fang Yeyu is not the son of the Southern King after all, of course, it is impossible to end up with the Prince of the South.

With the cold sword light flashing, I saw Fang Yeyu’s noble costume suddenly broke a hole.

The blood could be faintly seen among them, but it did not gush out because of Fang Yeyu’s profound internal strength.

With just two swords, the famous little magician Fang Yeyu was injured.

Although Fang Yeyu has always been known for his wisdom, such a result was obviously not expected by anyone.

Ye Ling would not give Fang Yeyu a chance.

Watching Fang Yeyu retreat because of his injury, the shield rainbow in his hand swung again.

“Between strength and weakness, there are no absolutes.”

“Do you think you’re strong? It’s a pity that the weak is yourself. ”

A cold light like Yan Luosuo’s life flashed, causing Fang Yeyu’s eyes to widen.

At this time, Qingfeng in Fang Yeyu’s hand could already see a little panic.

Faced with the danger of death, few people can calm down.

Obviously, Fang Yeyu was not in this category of very few people.

“Get out of my way, get out of the way!!”

Driving his body and internal strength madly, Fang Yeyu did everything he could to dodge Ye Ling’s endless attacks.

The series of sword techniques that seemed to carry immortal qi and were shocking were simply more terrifying than ghosts in Fang Yeyu’s eyes.

“Hahaha, dodged!”

Pressing his body’s potential again, Fang Yeyu ignored the break of Qingfeng in his hand, and then dodged Ye Ling’s sword.

This little magician obviously didn’t notice that he didn’t even have the courage to hard connect Ye Ling’s sword at the moment.

And as bystanders, the emperor and the little eunuch who wanted to struggle to get up could only be described in two words at the moment.

Stunned, dumbfounded!

“Hahahaha, the sky is endless, it is such a desperate situation, Ye Qing is also capable of turning the tide!”

After reacting, he only felt that the emperor who escaped death for the second time laughed and was full of spirit.

The little eunuch in the distance also reacted, silently lying on the ground again on the body that had struggled to sit up.

In addition to lying flat, the little eunuch no longer knew what he should do.

But his eyes watched Ye Ling’s battle with Fang Yeyu without blinking.

No, this can no longer be described as a battle, it is Ye Ling’s personal performance show!

Every sword is a Huashan sword technique, but each sword is so stunning and gorgeous, as if the Huashan sword technique is an iron block hiding gold, and Ye Ling is now

I just ripped the iron apart.

In fact, this was Ye Ling himself who found a piece of gold and put it in.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible, how is it possible?!”

“A new head of the Huashan faction, a brat who doesn’t even have hair…”

Fang Yeyu, who was defeated and cornered, finally couldn’t bear it.

His eyes were red and he looked at Ye Ling, looking like a mentally ill person.

Even that handsome face was distorted by its hideousness, and it looked like a demon in hell.

“Nothing is impossible, the strength and weakness of this world have never been clear with a pair of eyes.”

“You who think you are strong, you will eventually accept the price of doing whatever you want.”

A sword cut off Fang Yeyu’s right arm, and Ye Ling said lightly.

In the face of Fang Yeyu’s pretending criminal, Ye Ling was of course better at pretending than him.

Otherwise, how could the emperor behind him be completely convinced of Ye Ling? And most importantly, if this emperor is not completely convinced.

How does Ye Ling proceed to the next step?

“I’m actually a weak person, I can’t be a weak person, I’m a great master…”

Fang Yeyu’s eyes widened, and he wanted to continue speaking.

Unfortunately, Ye Ling was no longer interested, and a cold light crossed his throat.

I saw Fang Yeyu’s voice suddenly stop, and the whole person slowly covered his throat in disbelief.

But it didn’t work.

As Ye Ling gently flicked down the blood beads on the sword blade, Qinghong slowly entered the sheath.

I saw that the little magician Fang Yeyu’s only remaining hand still couldn’t cover the sprayed blood, and the whole person slowly fell in a pool of blood.

“Ye Qing, you are actually so powerful, and you also saved Xuan, Xu must be rewarded!”

“If Ye Qing is willing to stay in the palace, Xu can even make you a side by side king!”

Seeing that the little magician Fang Yeyu was really dead, the emperor didn’t know how to express his excitement.

Perhaps a truly mature emperor can not change his face, and even use this life-saving grace to beat Ye Ling’s attention.

But the emperor, who ascended the throne at a young age, clearly did not have this ability.

Like the little emperor over there in the Great Song, he also couldn’t balance that traitor, in the end, he was still too young.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Meng Yuan is so ambitious.

Da Song had not yet reached the bowl, and he couldn’t wait to stare at the pot of Daming.

“Your Majesty, I have only done my best in the smallest way, how dare you…”

Slowly walking towards the emperor, Ye Ling showed modesty while performing the Great Law of Lost Souls.

Obtained from Xiao Longnu’s soul shifting method, it is very compatible with A Nose Hell at a glance.

The problem is, it’s not so easy to use both.

It’s as if a person can eat and play with his phone at the same time, but it is difficult for him to read two different books at the same time.

It is even difficult to draw circles with one hand and squares with the other.

However, now the emperor was fortunate enough to be a target for Ye Ling’s attempt.

I saw that the Lost Soul Dafa was successfully launched, and the emperor’s excited face instantly became dull and empty.

It’s like some kind of elaborate puppet, not a person.

“Little chestnut, you go out first, and you want to discuss the reward with Ye Qing.”

I saw that the emperor turned his head to look at the little eunuch who could barely get up, and his tone was still the same as before.

But it carries with it an inexplicable incongruity.

Of course, the little eunuch found something wrong, but it was impossible for him to disobey the emperor’s order.

In particular, this matter was brought up by the emperor himself, not Ye Ling’s proposal.

“Your Majesty, the little chestnut leads the order.”

Kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, the little eunuch dragged his severely injured body out of the Golden Luang Hall.

Now only Ye Ling and the emperor are left in the huge Golden Luan Hall, and there are two corpses around.

Not to mention, coupled with the emperor’s current state of being controlled by the Lost Soul Dafa, it is really a bit weird.

But Ye Ling was not in the mood to appreciate his masterpiece, and he was struggling to open the A-nose Hell while maintaining the Great Law of Lost Souls.

“Desire is… Exclusive? This is not going to work! ”

It was easy to pull out the characteristics of the emperor, and Ye Ling’s face showed an unsurprising look.

As an emperor, solipsism is the characteristic of these people’s offerings.

It should be explained here that the attribute of Duzun is very troublesome, so troublesome that even if the emperor is a woman, Ye Ling is difficult to attack.

“But… What do you think I opened the Ecstasy Dafa for?! ”

A sly smile appeared on his face, and Ye Ling’s eyes flashed a bloody color.

I saw a look of struggle appear on the emperor’s face, but then he showed a confused and empty expression again.

At this time, the attributes of this Daming Emperor were no longer exclusive.

But…… Obey!

That’s right, with the help of the power of the Lost Soul Dafa and the A-nose Hell, Ye Ling forcibly changed the deepest desires in his heart for the emperor.

And the only object of these thoughts of obedience is Ye Ling! On the square in front of the Temple of Taihe.

Under the gaze of a group of martial arts experts, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, Waves Rolling Clouds, and Pang Ban against each other.

After passing through the aura of a wave of great masters, although many people died directly.

But I still can’t control my expectations for this super war!

Especially the people who had seen the Void Night Moon and Zhu ignored their big battle, and their eyes were even more excited.

The battle of the Great Grandmaster, and it is also the battle of the Great Grandmaster that can be observed by them.

“Hahaha, I have been able to touch the first-class realm before, and this time I can definitely break through the first-class by observing the battle of the Great Grandmaster!”

Some people’s faces turned red with excitement, but this statement undoubtedly attracted a lot of contempt.

Watch the battle of the Great Masters in order to break through the first-class?

It’s so humiliating!

How to say that it is also necessary to break through a congenital genius!

As for the grandmaster, then there is no need to think about it, it is really not something that ordinary people can reach.

“Magician, Magician Pang Ban is too terrible, Lao Tzu actually peed the steps!”

“That Wave Rolling Cloud can actually confront Pang Ban, this is an inconspicuous black list powerhouse?”