Yun Chao: The Demon Concubine Cried After Helping Me Practice Hundreds Of Millions Of Times

As the sound falls.

Ye Xiangyang's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes!

Clothes as white as snow, handsome and elegant, he looks like a banished immortal.

At this moment, it gives people a feeling of panic!

Looking at him is like seeing a majestic world.

In the world, there are broken swords, mountains of corpses, and a murderous aura that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, rushing toward you!

Whether it was the three thousand soldiers guarding the mausoleum, Ye Liangxuan, or Wang Huachun, they all looked frightened!

Even Jian Jiu was moved by it!

Eyes full of envy.

This is the sword realm.

There are countless talented swordsmen who are the main culprit of being stuck in Innate and dying in depression!

"You...are you a Taoist?!"

"No...impossible! Absolutely impossible!!!"

Wang Huachun can no longer maintain his previous high position!

I just feel like I am that humble and lowly ant!

His face was distorted, and the turbulent energy in his body even caused his hair to sway!

Disheveled hair!

Looks like a ghost!

He could feel that Ye Xiangyang's Qi was only Post Natal Realm, not a powerful Taoist!

But the realm that Ye Xiangyang comprehends is real!

this moment.

Wang Huachun's jealousy was so intense that he looked ferocious!

He has been obsessed with Martial Dao for eighty years, but he has only comprehended half of its artistic conception!

And the difficulty of "condensing 10% of the Sword Intent into a realm" is even greater than comprehending 100% of the Sword Intent!

It is the despair of hell that he cannot see hope in this life!

But how old is Ye Xiangyang? !

You have comprehended the Sword Realm before you are sixteen, and you only need time to gather enough internal strength to advance to the Tao without any hindrance!

Just think of this.

Deep fear emerged in Wang Huachun's heart!

Then I felt very happy again!

fine!

This little beast only has a Post Natal Realm.

Even though he is a genius, he is still too young and his background is too shallow.

If you want to break through to Innate perfection, it will take at least ten years to enter the Tao!

And it only takes less than a year for His Majesty to successfully enter the Tao!

By then…

The little beast screams that the sky is not working, and the earth and the earth are not responding!

A dead genius is no longer a genius!

But what he didn't know was that it only took Ye Xiangyang a few days to go from Ninth Grade martial artist to acquired perfection...

The same goes for going from unskilled swordsmanship to condensed sword realm!

"Old Huang, let him go!"

Ye Xiangyang spoke.

Jian Jiu let go of Wang Huachun who was holding him.

"I want you to take action first."

Ye Xiangyang looked at Wang Huachun as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Little beast, my father-in-law will show you today what Innate is!"

"Die to me!"

Wang Huachun shouted loudly!

Immediately afterwards, the figure left afterimages in the air!

He...escaped? !

The soldiers guarding the mausoleum were shocked when they saw the figure that was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye!

he…

Does he still want to lose face? !

Wang Huachun's face showed blue veins, like a dog in desolation!

Desperately flee into the distance!

The little beast is destined to die in His Majesty's hands. It would be meaningless if he died here!

He wants to escape!

All the face that has been lost now will be nothing more than a little wind and frost when His Majesty comes out of confinement and regains power!

"you…"

"Can you run away?"

A voice as plain as water reached Wang Huachun's ears.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

I saw a cold sword cutting through the air!

Like a silver-white giant dragon!

Coming roaring!

This sword,

Wang Huachun felt the coldness of life and death!

As big as the world is, there is no place for him!

There is no other way but to welcome death!

"How could my father-in-law die in the hands of a young boy like you?!"

"Destroy this father-in-law!!!"

Wang Huachun shot out with a palm in the air!

The bright yellow palm shadow stretches across the sky and the earth.

Domineering and majestic, but with the inherent feminine aura of a eunuch!

I want to take a picture of the sword's edge!

However.

The mountain-like palm shattered inch by inch under the blade of the sword, which was only more than one meter long!

Turn into nothingness!

Under Wang Huachun's desperate gaze,

The sword edge sank into his chest, and his entire body exploded into pieces of flesh that filled the sky!

Wang Huachun died!

This scene.

It shocked the three thousand soldiers guarding the tomb.

Let them feel that the powerful Martial Dao can crush the ordinary people with the power of heaven and earth!

Ye Liangxuan also opened his mouth slightly.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He believed that Wang Huachun would not be the opponent of the Sword God!

But I didn't expect that Wang Huachun would be as fragile as an ant that could be crushed to death in front of His Highness...

immediately.

Hot and scorching feelings opened in Ye Liangxuan's eyes!

Ye Xiangyang is only sixteen years old and can crush Innate. He will definitely become the most powerful emperor in the history of Daewoo!

From now on, he, Ye Liangxuan, will obey His Royal Highness Prince Liang!

What clan mansion?

Damn it!

"The Emperor Ming's Heaven-shaking Palm!"

"The dead ghost dad even taught him this martial arts."

Ye Xiangyang murmured, and he recognized that the martial arts Wang Huachun used before his death was the royal martial arts.

Exactly what the female imperial doctor said!

He took revenge on Nangong.

only…

There was something vaguely wrong with him that he couldn't explain...

for example.

Although they were both die-hard loyalists to the late emperor, why did a Third Grade general who was still a powerful Third Grade general come to see a Fifth Grade eunuch who had no real power without the Emperor?

…

Royal Palace, Hualu Hall.

An invisible figure walked into the palace.

I saw Zhou Xiangwei's jade hands working on the embroidery like a butterfly.

The extremely charming face is filled with seriousness and a touch of longing.

"As expected of me, Concubine Zhou..."

"Is she thinking about me?"

Emperor Jing walked to her side and looked at the embroidery in Zhou Xiangwei's hands curiously.

moment.

Emperor Jing was stunned!

"this…"

"Why this little beast?!"