The crimson flame continued to solidify, and finally turned into a seven-foot spear engraved with dragon patterns. Looking at the terrifying sword energy that was slashing horizontally, Ye Zhang's expression changed, and then he threw it suddenly.

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"Li Zi·Dragon Flame Spear!"

In an instant, the dragon shadow writhed, and the flame spear flew out with terrifying heat, tearing the air and flying away. In the blink of an eye, it collided hard with the arrow.

As a wave of air swept across, the two exploded at the same time. The terrifying sword energy shattered directly, and the spear turned into streams of fire, scattering in all directions.

Seeing this, Ye Zhang's expression remained as usual. The opponent's move had already been executed, and it was his turn to take action next.

I saw them pointing together like swords, the Qimen magic circle turning under their feet, and softly shouting: "Xunzi, wind blade!"

In an instant, invisible wind blades solidified in an instant, and flew out in the blink of an eye, heading towards the opponent.

Feeling the sharp whistling energy, Xuan Jian quickly dodged and narrowly avoided the blow.

However, it was not over yet. At this moment, Ye Zhang moved his sword finger, and the blazing heat instantly condensed in front of him: "Li Zi, Burning Flame!"

At the same time, seven or eight fireballs emerged in an instant, surrounding the opponent and trapping him.

As the words fell, the scorching fireballs bombarded down together, blocking all escape routes. Under such circumstances, the opponent could no longer dodge.

A solemn look flashed in Black and White Xuanjian's sharp eyes, and the double-wielding blades rotated at high speed in a strange posture, and the billowing sword energy spread out in all directions.

Under the fierce tearing, the fireballs also burst one after another.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhang smacked his lips with a little regret. Unfortunately, his Feng Hou Qi Sect had just been comprehended and was far from being proficient. Otherwise, this series of attacks would not have been so easily resolved by the opponent.

At the same time, Xuan Jian saw the opening, flew forward, and slashed down mercilessly with his two swords.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Ye Zhang did not dodge at all, his expression remained unchanged, and he whispered softly: "Gen character, Kunlun!"

In an instant, a metallic luster flashed across the entire body, and the muscles, bones, skin and flesh became extremely hard.

Xuanjian attacked with a sharp blade, but the sharp kunai seemed to have stabbed the steel plate, sparking sparks, and each sword fall was unable to hurt the former at all.

At this time, Ye Zhang raised his right hand, clenched his fist suddenly, and strong thunder and lightning flashed, and shouted in his heart: "Thunderstorm!"

In an instant, the iron fist wrapped in thunder struck heavily on the former's swords. As the bursts of energy surged, a dazzling thunder light bloomed, and electric light shot out.

Black and white Xuanjian groaned, his chest heaving violently, obviously he was exhausted.

Although he knew that Ye Zhang was stronger than him, he was unwilling to admit defeat easily. With a loud shout, the black sword energy continued to wrap around the weapon, and the powerful sword energy suddenly exploded.

"Suppress your soul and take your life!"

His arms suddenly exerted force, and he exerted 12% of his strength without any reservation. The bloody and murderous aura turned into a terrifying illusion and invaded the mind, making people feel confused.

Even the scene in front of me seemed to be somewhat distorted.

Feeling the strange energy erosion, Ye Zhang's head couldn't help but sink, and he couldn't stop the chaotic pain.

He knew that this was the opponent's trick. In such a fierce battle, even a momentary loss of concentration would lead to defeat, not to mention such a ferocious mental attack.

Then his eyes flashed, he raised his sword and shouted: "Zhen is the word, the sound of tiger and leopard thunder!"

"Roar!"

With a loud shout, a huge wave of sound swept across, like the roar of hundreds of beasts and like thunder coming from the sky, making those who heard it feel terrified, and the evil spirits had no way to hide!

The two forces collided suddenly, and the anger and illusion were instantly shattered. Black and white Xuanjian couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his head felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

The whole person was blown away, and he barely managed to stand still until he was several feet away.

At the same time, Ye Zhang appeared directly in front of him in a flash. Before he could make a move, the sword finger filled with true energy was already pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

As long as the true energy bursts out from the fingertips, it can be severely damaged in an instant!

Feeling the tingling sensation on his forehead, Black and White Xuanjian's heart trembled slightly, and then he exhaled a long breath, put away his swords and said: "I lost, the one you used shouldn't be Onmyoji, right?"

Ye Zhang smiled and retracted his sword finger: "It's a Qimen technique, which can be regarded as an inheritance from ancient times."

Xuan Jian's eyes flashed when he heard this. Although he was curious, he didn't ask any more questions. After all, everyone has their own opportunities and secrets.

At this time, Ye Zhang raised his palm and placed it on his shoulder. Red light slowly surged in his palm, constantly repairing the injuries in the opponent's body. In just a dozen breaths, all the wounds were restored to the original state.

With both hands, both of them can fight without reservation during the sparring process. Anyway, as long as they don't die on the spot, they can be revived...

Time flies, and half a month passes as the sun and moon rotate.

In the imperial garden of Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was sitting in front of a stone table quietly drinking tea. This was his rare leisure time.

Since taking office, he has been diligent and took a break after finally handling many government affairs. There is also a faint look of satisfaction on his face.

But at this moment, a palace official came to him cautiously, knelt on the ground, and reported something in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's originally cheerful face suddenly turned terrifyingly gloomy. His eyes were full of coldness and he asked, "Are you sure about this?"

Feeling the terrifying majesty of the king, the palace servants kneeling on the ground couldn't help being shocked, and replied tremblingly: "Back to the king, the imperial doctor has confirmed that Empress Li Ji is indeed nearly two months pregnant.

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Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression changed, and the cup in his hand was shattered in an instant. His chest heaved violently, and his eyes were full of anger and shame.

He slowly stood up and slapped his palm on the stone table.

With a "bang", cracks appeared on the hard tabletop, and then it split into pieces and shattered to pieces.

"Zhao Gao!"

After the words fell, Zhao Gao, the commander of the Che Mansion, appeared in a trance like a ghost. He bowed with great respect and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng ordered: "Check who has been around Concubine Li in the past few months!"

"promise!"

Zhao Gao responded, then disappeared and went to do something.
Chapter completed!