boom!
A loud noise drew his attention to the west, and he saw a huge golden ball of light flying towards this side quickly, exploding with scorching brilliance, which was very dazzling.
It's like a sun rising from the west.
"Sun Sword Technique, Yang Sword Wind!"
"return!"
Huang Feihu narrowed his eyes and hurriedly recalled the imperial guards.
The golden ball of light fell in front of Ye Tian and Dugu Yijian and transformed into an old man in white robes, none other than Jian Kuang Yang Jian Feng.
"Teacher!" Ye Tian greeted him.
Yang Jianfeng nodded slightly and asked Dugu Yijian with concern: "How is the injury?"
Dugu Yijian said: "No problem."
Yang Jianfeng said: "With your level, you can fight him for ten breaths before losing, which is already very good!"
Huang Feihu couldn't help being a little angry when he was ignored, and asked: "Yang Jianfeng, do you want to meddle in this business?"
Yang Jianfeng turned to look at Huang Feihu, changed his good temper, and scolded: "Didn't you hear Ye Tian call me great teacher? Who in the world doesn't know that Ye Tian is also my descendant? This is called nosy?"
"Then I'll take it with you too!" Huang Feihu said domineeringly.
"In the past, you could still fight with me, but now, you are not worthy!" Yang Jianfeng curled his lips disdainfully.
"Then let me teach you!" Huang Feihu controlled the sword to fly up, slapped the hilt with his palm, and the sword turned into a stream of light and shot out.
As fast as lightning.
It was a bit more fierce and powerful than when he attacked Dugu Yijian just now.
"Use a sword in front of me?"
Yang Jianfeng raised his right hand, pointed it as a sword, and pointed with one finger.
Boom!
The fingers collided with the sword, causing a loud sound like a big bell. However, Huang Feihu's sword could not move forward any further.
"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that the man is weak!"
Yang Jianfeng shook his finger, and the sword shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into fly ash.
Huang Feihu was furious and charged towards him with a roar.
"White tiger look!"
Huang Feihu's whole body bloomed with terrifying white light, which condensed behind him and quickly transformed into a majestic white tiger. He raised his head to the sky and roared, shaking the mountains and fields.
"kill!"
Huang Feihu shouted loudly, and the white tiger came to attack fiercely.
Yang Jianfeng pointed out with his finger sword again.
Boom!
The finger pointed on the white tiger's forehead, and the white tiger that was running wildly was stopped abruptly.
Yang Jianfeng's fingertips suddenly erupted with terrifying golden light. The golden light penetrated the white tiger's body. In the blink of an eye, the white tiger was riddled with holes and exploded with a loud bang.
A golden sword light penetrated the energy storm at lightning speed and penetrated Huang Feihu's left arm.
laugh!
Blood splattered and the pain penetrated the bones.
However, Huang Feihu was already in extreme shock and forgot about the pain.
Deng Deng Deng stepped back a few steps before stopping, staring in disbelief and exclaiming: "Have you broken through to the Holy Realm?"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Yang Jianfeng has broken through to the holy realm?"
"Marshal Huang, who is invincible under the Holy Realm, is no match for him. There is a high probability that he has broken through to the Holy Realm!"
The teachers and students of Yunlu Academy were extremely shocked.
The holy realm has been an elusive realm for countless monks since ancient times.
Those who can reach this level can be said to be one in a million.
Not only does it require super high qualifications, but it also requires great perseverance and great opportunities.
Yunlu Academy is known as the best academic institution in the world. It produces countless masters and top geniuses every year, but Yunlu Academy currently only has one saint in charge.
Looking at the huge Yuanling Empire, there are only seven saints.
Becoming a saint is as difficult as reaching the sky.
Prince Ji Tianming's face had also become extremely ugly.
If Yang Jianfeng was a saint, then there was really nothing he could do against Ye Tian today, and he would even be punished by the emperor for this.
A saint, but even the imperial court would not easily offend someone.
"Holy realm?" Yang Jianfeng suddenly laughed at himself and said, "It's still a little short of that."
call……
Ji Tianming breathed out a breath unconsciously.
After all, Yang Jianfeng was not a saint. He is not a saint. No matter how strong he is, he is still within the range of endurance.
"Sure enough, the holy realm is not so easy to break through. Even Jian Kuangyang Jianfeng has a hard time reaching that realm."
"You are not a saint, but you can defeat Marshal Huang with one move. Yang Jianfeng is truly invincible in the holy realm!"
Although Yang Jianfeng is not a saint, his strength still shocks everyone.
Yang Jianfeng ignored the buzz around him, looked sharply at Ji Tianming, and asked, "Why does the prince want to hunt down my heir?"
That way, it seemed that if Ji Tianming didn't give a reasonable explanation, he would raise his hand and kill the prince.
This is the sword madness!
Arrogant and unruly.
I don’t care if you are a prince or something else.
Ji Tianming took a deep breath, bowed his hands politely to Yang Jianfeng, and said: "Senior Jiankuang, it's not that I mean to be your enemy. It's actually Ye Tian who has no king's rules and bullies others too much. I'm the only one who We must do justice for heaven and eradicate this scourge."
A cold light appeared in Yang Jianfeng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Speak clearly!"
This is an order!
Ji Tianming was very dissatisfied with Yang Jianfeng's attitude, but fearing Yang Jianfeng's strength, he could only suppress the anger in his chest and tell the whole story.
"Ye Tiandang is really arrogant and domineering, and has no regard for the king's laws. It's enough to kill Zhang Gan, the son of the Minister of War, in front of the prince. He also killed the commander of the prince's personal guard. It is simply arrogant!"
"If the prince wants to kill such a person, there is nothing wrong with him!"
The teachers and students of Yunlu Academy, and even some people from Yuancheng who were alerted and came to watch the excitement, made fair evaluations.
"Ye Tian killed my son?"
"God, is there still a royal law?"
"His Royal Highness, you must make the decision for me!"
A middle-aged man with a big belly wearing a brocade robe squeezed through the crowd, flew to the prince and knelt down in front of the prince, bursting into tears. It was Zhang Gan's father, Zhang Changhe, the minister of the Ministry of War.
After crying to the prince, Zhang Changhe turned his head and pointed at Ye Tian, shouting with hatred in his eyes: "Ye Tian, my son, no matter what your background is, if you dare to kill my son, I will definitely make you pay with your life!"
"I, a descendant of the Zhang family, cannot die in vain!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man flew from the direction of Yunlu Academy with a cold expression and murderous intent.
The Zhang family is one of the four major families in the Yuanling Empire. Although its headquarters is not in Yuancheng, there are many Zhang family children in Yuancheng, and their tentacles have already penetrated deep into Yunlu Academy.
The person who came was Zhang Ming, the teacher from Yunlu Academy.
Although Zhang Ming is only at the first level of the Imperial Realm, he represents the Zhang family when he comes forward.
Looking around the world, how many people dare not give the Zhang family face?
The prince, the imperial guards, and the Zhang family are three towering mountains. I am afraid that even a saint would have to think twice before taking action.
Yang Jianfeng was dismissive and asked Ye Tian: "Is what he said true?"
Ye Tian said unambiguously: "Yes. However, there is a reason why I killed Zhang Gan."
Next, Ye Tian told the good deeds Zhang Gan had done.
