He Xiao, the king of Zhongzhou, paused and frowned.
"The internal interrogation has ended. How can we, our imperial capital and the emperor's feet, allow those people to do whatever they want?" He Xiao said in a deep voice.
Let’s take a step back.
What does the matter of the Great Yan Dragon King have to do with the people of Xueyue Tower?
"King of Zhongzhou, this matter is not as simple as you think. When the descendants of the Xuan family join the world, everything is a foregone conclusion." Jidu, the national master, explained in a low voice.
Even Emperor Dayan has no right to interfere in today's matter.
The two of them had just finished speaking.
Feng Tiance, who was beside him, suddenly took a step forward and his eyes fell on Xueyue Tower in the distance.
"Rooftop." Feng Tiance murmured.
"Um?"
"That breath is..."
The three of them raised their heads at the same time, their eyes focused on one point, and their hearts trembled.
Due to gaze.
On the roof of Xueyue Tower, a terrifying aura rose into the sky.
The majestic spiritual power rolled and exploded into a bright beam of light visible to the naked eye, which shot straight into the sky. Before everyone could react, the momentum dissipated without a trace in the next second.
"Bang!"
"Buzz..."
Xuan Zhongfeng's arm holding the sword trembled.
His expression changed for the first time. He held the sword in front of him, as if he was hit by something, and his body suddenly drew tens of meters backward.
After a pause, he finally stabilized his feet and looked up to the front.
"Eh? Can you actually repel Uncle Feng?"
"It's interesting." The smile on Xuanhuang's face did not change. He took a step forward and looked up.
Ahead, in front of the Xueyue Tower.
At some point, a young man appeared.
"Brother Tian." An An retreated, his aura slightly dissipated, and he stayed by his side quietly regardless of the injuries in front of him.
"Ask the sky."
"elder brother!"
"Brother Ye..."
Wei Qiuren, Ye Ling'er, Ji Xue and others all had a flash of excitement in their eyes.
Seeing the back figure in front of them, the tension in their eyes dissipated, and they suddenly felt relieved.
Ye Wentian glanced at the two people in front of him and quickly looked away.
He didn't pay too much attention, but turned his head and motioned to the building guards to carry Zhang Shun's body aside.
"Brother Ye, my father left the imperial capital yesterday." Ji Xue's eyes dimmed a bit and she explained softly.
If his father had been in Xueyue Tower, Zhang Shun would not have died.
"Um."
"Get behind me and leave the rest to me." Ye Wentian nodded and said nothing more.
If you kill someone, you will be rewarded with your life.
He turned around, his eyes becoming much colder.
Calculating the time, the internal interrogation in the royal city should have ended, and the two people in front of them should be the people who Fanfan said wanted to kill him.
"Are you the Great Flame Dragon King?" Xuanhuang took a step forward and said with a smile.
"yes."
"He is also the one who killed you."
Ye Wentian responded in a low voice.
No matter what the identity of the person in front of him is, he will kill him today.
Xuanhuang smiled, the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all, and he raised his head and glanced at Ye Wentian.
"Oh, kill me."
"You have just entered Xiantian, and your spiritual power is unstable, but you still dare to scream in front of me? Since you are the Great Flame Dragon King, please come forward and kneel down. I can make you die quickly."
Xuanhuang chuckled and raised his hand to signal.
Next to him, Xuan Zhongfeng held a green sword in his hand, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Ye Wentian looked startled.
It was not because of the arrogance in front of him, but because it was the first time since he came out of Novice Village that he heard from people in the martial arts world of Dayan, and he could tell his own realm at a glance.
What he said in his mouth was not the Great Territory Lord, but the innate realm that he understood.
"Even if I don't enter Xiantian, it's not difficult to kill you." Ye Wentian's eyes narrowed and he said calmly.
"Arrogant!"
"Buzz..."
Xuan Zhongfeng snorted coldly.
Raising his hand, the green sword let out a harsh sword sound, sweeping across with unspeakable force.
"Uncle Feng, kill everyone who deserves to be killed." Xuanhuang said casually. He finally came out and he didn't want to waste time here.
"clear."
"..."
Xuan Zhongfeng responded.
The momentum around him rose again, and he raised his sword and charged towards Ye Wentian.
The speed was so fast that the sword light approached in the blink of an eye.
"The sword is not bad." Ye Wentian murmured. If he read correctly, the sword in the hands of the person in front of him should be a magical weapon of good quality.
The quality is more than one level higher than the Luo Family Sword in the Canghai Villa Formation.
The sword energy is coming!
Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand and followed it with two fingers.
Under the shocked eyes of everyone, he clamped the sword firmly and exerted force on his fingertips at the same time.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The green sword trembled slightly.
Xuan Zhongfeng's expression suddenly changed.
He felt an indescribable and terrifying force roll up his arm, and the green sword in his hand could no longer be held tightly.
The next second, the sword was taken away directly.
"I can take that sword, but it is impossible to seize the sword." Zhongzhou King He Xiao's eyes flashed, and his heart was inevitably shaken.
In the National Division's capital, Feng Tiance couldn't help but focus their gazes.
Ye Wentian glanced at the cyan sword in his hand.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The sword flashed slightly, and there was a sharp sword intention, as if it wanted to break free.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.
The spiritual power in the body exploded at the same time, trying to suppress it.
Xuan Zhongfeng sneered.
He didn't take action immediately, but looked at the person in front of him with disdain.
This green scale sword is one of the most precious treasures of the Xuan family. It has been with him for many years. After entering the Xiantian, he used his spiritual thoughts to raise the sword, and he has already connected with him.
Even if he is an elder of the Xuan family, it is useless to seize the sword.
"You don't know what you can do!"
"Xuan Mou's sword, how can you, a kid who has just entered the innate world, be able to... hmm? You!" Xuan Zhongfeng didn't finish his words.
The conversation suddenly changed.
The expression on his face changed drastically.
Ye Wentian slowly raised his hand, and the spiritual power of his fingertips flashed across the sword.
"puff!"
"..."
Xuanzhongfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood.
For the first time, he felt terrified in his heart.
"You...you erased my spiritual consciousness? Absolutely impossible!" Xuan Zhongfeng's face was full of disbelief. The child in front of him was clearly just innate.
Hard power is far from his.
How could it be possible to erase his spiritual thoughts so easily?
"Big wife, I didn't even have time to prepare a gift when you came to the imperial capital. This sword is barely suitable." Ye Wentian ignored the shock of the people in front of him.
He turned around slowly.
After integrating a ray of his own spiritual power into the green sword, he raised his hand and sent it to Wei Qiuren.
Wei Qiuren subconsciously reached out and held the green sword.
A happy smile appeared on her face.
"This sword has a name." Wei Qiuren pursed his lips.
"Big wife, please get one." Ye Wentian whispered.
"Let's call it Bingqing."
"Well, that's a good name."
"..."
Wei Qiuren waved the Bingqing Sword, and along with the change of spiritual power in her body, a chill swept across the surroundings.
The temperature in the air dropped sharply.
After entering the divine realm, the spiritual power in Wei Qiuren's body underwent strange changes.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wentian's lips.
It really matches.
"You...what are you doing?" Xuan Zhongfeng shouted angrily through gritted teeth, as if fire was about to erupt from his eyes.
Some people died, but not completely...
