Chapter 436 The sword of divine glory, all have the way to die! (3 more)
"Lao Jiu, you are already on the wrong road. You have gone too far, too far."
The second prince, Yan Yinlin, performed very well, with a look of misery and sadness on his face, trying to restore his impression in everyone's mind: "It's my fault that the brothers killed each other. What I did was not good enough."
"But...if I let you go today, it would be an injustice to my dead third brother!"
As he spoke, the second prince Yan Yinlin pointed at Yan Anqing: "Kill without mercy!"
A group of Forbidden Army traitors armed with long knives rushed towards Yan Anqing.
They knew that the emperor gave the second prince Yan Yinlin the right to deal with the other princes at will.
Which naturally includes taking his life!
The second prince, Yan Yinlin, looked very imposing, quite majestic and domineering.
After saying this, the second prince turned around, held his hands upside down, looked outside the hall, and softly chanted: "Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work. Yin and Yang are charcoal, and all things are copper... The principles of the world,
Nothing more than that.”
This means that heaven and earth are like a metallurgical craftsman's furnace, and creation is like a metallurgical craftsman. Yin and Yang are cast into things, so they are likened to charcoal, and things are made from Yin and Yang, so they are likened to copper.
"True gold is not afraid of fire. People like Ninth Brother were refined into slag. It's sad and deplorable!"
As he spoke, the second prince suddenly felt that the atmosphere seemed...
Something's not quite right!
Why do the princes and princesses around me look so horrified?
"This... how is this possible? This brother-killing beast, he actually killed seven Forbidden Army traitors instantly with one against seven. What kind of power is this?"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! These Forbidden Army traitors are all the most outstanding, and they are only one step away from the third-level fascial realm!"
"Haven't you noticed yet? This little bastard, he is invulnerable. This is already the third level of fascial realm. It's not even the early stage, at least the middle stage!"
"Genius, peerless genius, unparalleled genius, how old is he this year? Not to mention Daxuan, even in foreign countries, throughout the ages, there is no one who can improve his spiritual realm so quickly! So fiercely!"
"It's incredible. Before the third-level fascial realm, the rapid improvement in strength can be attributed to talent. However, the entire fascia realm requires a lot of time and hard work to refine!"
"I heard that there are some secret organizations spreading secret medicine that can speed up the cultivation process. Maybe this bitch has an unexpected encounter?"
"Impossible. My father has connections with overseas holy water and has used their secret medicine. It can only save half the time at most!"
"Did Yan Anqing, a bastard, start practicing cultivation right from his mother's womb?"
The chattering among a group of people made the second prince Yan Yinlin's mind clear, which was originally extremely confused.
He turned around suddenly, stopped pretending, and looked at Yan Anqing in horror.
The other person's skin was faintly glowing with bright red light.
That is the sign of the middle stage of the third-order fascial realm!
Invulnerable in the true sense of the word!
This gun does not refer to an iron gun, but a gunpowder firearm.
Starting from this state, you will become a fierce general who can conquer thousands of armies!
The thermal weapon strike with full range has no meaning to Yan Anqing.
"Good! Good! Good! What a deep thought, what a deep city!"
The second prince, Yan Yinlin, gritted his teeth and his face was full of shock and anger: "You have such great talent and strength, but you have been holding back until now. If you hadn't been exposed today, I might have capsized in the future.
You plotted against me!"
As he spoke, he took off the sword from his waist.
Whoosh!
A clear out-of-body sound sounded like a dragon's roar.
The long sword is made of Xuanfan steel, which is engraved with Taotie patterns. When it is swung, the divine flower blooms.
This sword is called "Shenyao". It is the sword that Taizu Daxuan used when he went to war. It is a magic weapon that blows short hair and cuts iron like mud!
The fact that the second prince Yan Yinlin was able to obtain this thing also explains a lot of things.
"Come and fight!"
He said this, but in the next moment, the second prince Yan Yinlin threw the divine sword on the ground, turned around and ran away without looking back!
The "white brother" whom the second prince Yan Yinlin admired most for a long time, he once thought he was the world's greatest genius, but now he has barely reached the early stage of the third stage of perfection. He doesn't know how long it will take to reach the middle stage of the third stage.
The second prince Yan Yinlin himself is only at the level of the second-level peak. He is still the kind of guy who relied on countless resources to pile up. He thinks that he is no match for Yan Anqing.
So after comparing the strength of the enemy and ourselves, the second prince Yan Yinlin chose to escape without hesitation!
The Daxuan Dynasty has long since lost its glory and is no longer what it once was!
In the entire palace, the strongest person is only at the mid-level third level, not much stronger than Yan Anqing.
Moreover, fists are afraid of young people. The strongest leader of the Forbidden Army is now fifty-nine years old and is about to enter the age of seventy. His energy and blood have begun to decline, and it is very likely that he will not be able to defeat Yan Anqing.
Then, we can only send a large army to encircle and suppress it!
With this thought in mind, the second prince Yan Yinlin rushed towards the Divine Emperor's Palace.
That bastard Yan Anqing, no matter how arrogant he is, would not dare to kill his father, right?
The second prince, Yan Yinlin, had completely forgotten how he hooked up with white people and offered Fu Lu Wuji ointment to the emperor, causing him to become an addict, become terminally ill, and lose his vitality.
…
"Run away?"
Yan Anqing was also stunned for a while.
Just now, the second prince Yan Yinlin had a very strong momentum and looked tragic as he wanted to fight to the death with him. Yan Anqing completely didn't expect that the other prince was just acting.
He shook his head: "I can escape the monk, but I can't escape the temple. Let's deal with the people here first."
Muttering to himself, Yan Anqing looked at the group of scared princes and princesses at the banquet with indifferent eyes.
"Everyone of you, for everything you did to me and Little Cup in the past, I will take revenge on you one by one."
Yan Anqing smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not a murderer. I will only kill those who go too far."
As he spoke, he stood at the door, stopping the attendees who wanted to escape, and slowly picked up the divine sword.
"You just called me a bastard, I remember."
Whoosh!
One sword, one life!
"You keep calling me a son of a bitch, and I remember it all..."
Whoosh!
Blood splattered everywhere!
"And you...you said that my mother is a despicable bitch. Over the years, you have said it four times in front of me and eleven times behind my back. Don't hide, who can help me?
Get him out?"
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!…
Dozens of swords came down, and everyone in the entire hall was beheaded!
No one is spared!
Yan Anqing was stunned and sighed: "It seems that there is really no one here who can't commit a crime that would not lead to death... Everyone has a way to die."
He shook his head, holding the blood-stained Divine Sword, and walked towards the Divine Emperor's Palace.
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When Yan Anqing arrived at the Divine Emperor's Palace, the imperial guards had already protected the entire Divine Emperor's Palace, and the surrounding area was impenetrable.
(Update 3 completed, see you tomorrow.)
(I am now considering whether the plot of this volume should be shorter. Because the current review is too harsh, and I really don’t know where the boundaries are. The mental journey of Yan Yinlin, the second prince of the Daxuan Dynasty, Ning and Youbang
, not related to xx", when I wrote the outline, I was thinking that if it does not reflect reality, it should be fine. A reader just reminded me of it. After thinking about it, it is indeed easy to be misunderstood. The current author is like a frightened bird.
Likewise, the three numbers that make the author feel the most uncomfortable are probably the three numbers 404. As long as a book is, someone will always find a reason to close it. I’m a little scared, after all, this book was written with so much hard work.
A book with one million words was 404ed for an ordinary plot. I felt like it was too much of a loss and I couldn’t accept it in my heart, so it was better to finish this volume quickly. Writing a book... is really not easy. I don’t know what the plot will be.
