Also with warm blood, covered Yang haolie''s whole body.


    His face froze and his palm trembled.


    All the wine glasses that were held fell to the ground and crashed to pieces.


    "You... You... You..." Yang haolie''s body trembled and his face became pale with the naked eye.


    If you can kill several venerable people with one hand, the strength of that person is absolutely unfathomable!


    Ye guchen stood up and walked to Yang haolie.


    "You... Who are you? I''m Yang haolie, the eighth Prince of the Daqian dynasty!"


    Yang haolie''s legs were a little soft. He collapsed on the ground with a puff and kept moving back.


    Not that he dared not resist, but that he knew that with the strength of that man, there was no resistance.


    His cultivation is in the realm of God''s house. He is not even a venerable person. He can''t escape at all.


    Therefore, Yang haolie can only move out of his identity and background, hoping to make the other party afraid.


    "You are really stubborn." ye guchen sneered.


    Yang haolie had provoked him in the ancient wasteland before.


    Unexpectedly, now, Yang haolie hit his gun again.


    "You... You know the prince..." Yang haolie reacted fiercely, and then listened to ye guchen''s voice, his brain seemed to think of something.


    Ye guchen raised her head slightly and revealed the ghost mask under her hood.


    When he saw the mask, Yang haolie''s face tightened, and then took a breath as if he suddenly remembered something. He couldn''t help but open his mouth and trembled.


    "You... You are from the sword Dynasty... Dugu..."


    "Yes, I didn''t expect you to be knocked down this time when I let you go last time. It''s a coincidence." ye guchen smiled faintly.


    It''s just that the smile is very cold.


    Yang haolie''s heart sank to the bottom of the valley.


    With the news channel of the Dagan Dynasty, I don''t know all kinds of things that happened in the sword Dynasty.


    Including ye guchen became the new chief swordsman.


    However, Yang haolie couldn''t understand why the sword king and the sword Kui appeared in such a small place as the Yanyun Dynasty.


    "Dugu wubai... No... Lord Jiankui, spare me this time, I''ll go right away..."


    Yang haolie is not a fool. Knowing that ye guchen may have something to do with the Yanyun Dynasty, he knelt down and kowtowed for mercy.


    Yang haolie, who had just been arrogant in Yanyun palace, kowtowed and was terrified.


    If Yanhe and other Yanyun Royal people see this scene, they will be stunned.


    However, it is true that compared with the identity of the sword king, Yang haolie''s identity as a big eight Prince is really nothing.


    "I gave you a chance, but you didn''t cherish it." a cold look flashed in ye guchen''s eyes.


    The last time he left his hand, Yang haolie nearly harmed Yan Wushuang.


    This time, he will not make the same mistake again.


    Feeling the killing intention in ye guchen''s tone, Yang haolie cried in fear: "you can''t kill me. I''m also the prince of the Daqian Dynasty. If you kill me, my father and emperor, the emperor will just let you go!"


    "It''s no use using anyone as a shield!"


    Ye guchen raised her hand and Qi gushed out.


    He pointed to it as a sword, pointing to the sky and the ground with one hand.


    Then his hands were united, and the terrible golden sword Qi was brewed in his palm.


    Then, a finger swept out!


    A hundred feet gold sword shines on the sky.


    The fierce golden sword directly swept Yang haolie.


    "No!"


    Yang haolie only had time to send out a word, and then his body was directly annihilated in the golden sword and exploded into a mass of blood mist dust.


    The golden sword is so powerful that it even divides the whole restaurant into two.


    The golden light shines and the whole swallow is clearly visible.


    "What''s that?"


    Such a vision shook the palace.


    Yan Wushuang relies on the tall building alone and is worried at the bottom of her heart.


    At this time, she also saw the golden sword, which directly cut through the sky shrouded in clouds.


    "That''s..." Yan Wumei''s eyes were stunned.


    Somehow, when she saw the golden sword, she had a special feeling of palpitation.


    Without any hesitation, Yan Wushuang moved, slender jade legs, and her delicate body flashed out.


    In the palace, many people were also disturbed and hurried to the place where the past happened.


    Here in the restaurant, after killing Yang haolie, ye guchen''s face didn''t change.


    Just a prince. Kill him.


    And he really should be killed.


    "The noise is a little big, Xingzhu. I''ll avoid it first," said Ye guchen.


    Mu Xingzhu nodded slightly.


    Soon, Lin Tu and ye guchen flashed away, while mu Xingzhu stayed in place.


    Because she was going to meet the elder martial brothers and sisters of Jianzong Tallinn.


    However, for a moment, the breaking wind sounded, which were some guards of the imperial palace.


    Among them, there are even several acquaintances.


    Chu Qingchi in blue and Ye Xie are all old disciples of the sword clan talin.


    After coming to the Yanyun Dynasty, they joined the royal family.


    "Those are... The corpses of the emperor''s entourage?" Chu Qingchi was surprised to see some broken limbs and arms on the ground.


    "Who killed them?" Ye Xie''s face changed.


    The eighth Prince of the Daqian Dynasty died in the capital of the Yanyun Dynasty.


    It is said that the Yanyun Dynasty can''t wash it when it jumps into the Yellow River.


    At this time, they noticed the exquisite girl with a silver mask.


    "You are..." Chu Qingchi''s face coagulated.


    At this time, Yan Shaotang, Ji Ling and Yan Wushuang also came.


    Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Shaotang almost fainted.


    "The eight princes are dead?" Ji Ling was stunned, but there was a flash of happiness in his beautiful eyes.


    Yan Wushuang''s pupil trembled.


    She knows what it means when the eighth Prince dies.


    "The death of the eighth Prince seems to have something to do with this man." Chu Qingchi pointed to the figure with a mask.


    "You are..." Yan Wushuang also looked at the past.


    "Hee hee, elder martial sister, long time no see."


    But when the man took off his mask, he showed a white and beautiful face, with curved eyebrows, flashing eyes and a smile.


    "Are you... Younger martial sister mu?" Yan Wushuang was stunned for a moment.


    Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi, Ye Xie and others were also stunned, and then a happy look appeared on their faces.


    They didn''t expect to meet their old friends again.


    Next, it was a greeting and sobbing.


    Ji Ling tactfully tells mu Xingzhu about ye guchen''s trip to the wasteland. She doesn''t know about Mu Xingzhu.


    Mu Xingzhu turned his eyes and smiled without saying anything.


    Yan Shaotang put in a pale face and said, "when is it? I''m still talking about the past. This woman may have something to do with the death of the eighth Prince of Daqian!"


    Ji Ling asked, "younger martial sister mu, you really killed the eight princes?"


    Mu Xingzhu turned his eyes and said, "it was a friend of Xingzhu who killed him. He didn''t like Yang haolie, so he killed him directly."


    "What, friend?" Yan Wushuang and others were surprised.


    What kind of friend did mu Xingzhu make? Even the eighth Prince of Daqian dare to kill him casually?