Huo Yunjie carries three long swords on his back.

One is the sword of the mad sword master, and the other two are the ruthless sword and the passionate sword.

"As a man, you must use your sword to protect the one you love. This is the true meaning of swordsmanship."

Huo Yunjie murmured.

There is a vast fairyland in the distance.

There are countless practitioners living among them, and the strongest one is an immortal who has inherited great luck. Of course, this person is no match for Huo Yunjie.

He inquired about the news along the way and learned that in this holy city called Zhenyang Immortal Kingdom, there was a third prince who was at the peak of human immortality. He drank and had fun all day long, oppressed the people, and beat and kicked his wife.

This person is his target.

In the holy city.

The third prince, dressed in a snow-white dragon robe, was sitting on a huge dragon carriage, pulled by nine semi-immortal dragons. There were more than a dozen graceful women sitting beside him.

"Stop!"

A beautiful woman wearing a phoenix hairpin blocked the way, attracting the attention of countless practitioners in the Holy City.

"Bitch, why are you blocking the way?" The third prince knew the identity of the visitor without even raising his head.

That is his wife, the third prince's concubine.

"You behave recklessly all day long, drinking and having fun, and don't know how to practice hard. How will you be able to rule your fiefdom well in the future?" The third prince's concubine hates that iron cannot be transformed into steel, and shouted loudly: "As your prince's concubine, I have the right to correct you.

you!"

"Hahaha!"

The third prince laughed disdainfully, "Bitch! He's just an emperor. He's not even qualified to pull a chariot for me, yet he dares to interfere in my affairs and slap you!"

As he said that, the third prince raised his arms and was about to slap the third prince's concubine away.

on the ground.

The third prince's concubine stared at the third prince with wide eyes. Even though there were bruises on her face, she did not give in at all. She was determined to fight to the end.

Clang!

A loud sword chant sounded.

The third prince's hand that was about to fall was pointed at a ruthless cold sword and froze in mid-air.
Chapter completed!