At present, the empress fengni and the emperor Qian are unable to ride a tiger and look ugly.


    They originally thought that a small Yanyun dynasty would be destroyed, but they came at their fingertips.


    But who would have thought that the Yanyun Dynasty could get the help of the sword Dynasty.


    "How is it possible that Yanyun Dynasty has something to do with the sword dynasty?" emperor Qian was shocked and couldn''t understand it.


    The female emperor fengni''s face was tense, and she couldn''t believe it.


    As a Yanyun Dynasty without even a strong puppet saint, how can it be related to the sword Dynasty, which ranks first among the hundred dynasties?


    Not to mention them, even Yan He, Yan Changge and others are confused.


    They don''t know why the people of the sword Dynasty appeared to help the Yanyun Dynasty.


    Even the saints of heaven''s robbery showed up specially.


    But what emperor Qian and empress fengni knew was that they could not destroy the Yanyun Dynasty today.


    Even after the news, the status and influence of Yanyun Dynasty will increase sharply.


    After all, even the sword Dynasty has defended the Yanyun Dynasty. It can be imagined that no other dynasty will dare to bully the Yanyun Dynasty in the future.


    However, if she left at this point, the female emperor fengni was really unwilling.


    Sometimes women''s obsession is so profound.


    Seeing the female emperor fengni, she still seemed unwilling to give up, and her cold thousand trace eyes sank slightly.


    Since he came, he naturally wanted to help ye guchen protect the Yanyun Dynasty.


    Boom!


    Leng qianhen raised his hand and didn''t even have to sacrifice a divine soldier, and pointed to it as a sword.


    The terrible sword came out in the air and cut at the female emperor fengni.


    The female emperor fengni''s face changed color and felt a sharp sword gas that suffocated her.


    When she made a move to resist, her mouth vomited blood, and her jade hands were cut by the fierce sword Qi.


    "Mother!"


    Princess Fengxi turned pale and hurried forward to block the female emperor fengni.


    Her beautiful eyes turned to ye guchen, because she knew that the real leader was not lengqianhen, but the sword chief of the sword Dynasty.


    "Mr. Jiankui, I hope you will raise your hand and let go of my mother." Princess Fengxi bowed to ye guchen.


    Seeing this, ye guchen sighed slightly.


    I didn''t expect that the mysterious and noble girl like a goblin would show such a humble attitude.


    This is the change of status.


    However, for the sake of some friendship with Princess Fengxi in the past, ye guchen will not die.


    Ye guchen directly transmits the sound to lengqianhen.


    Leng qianhen nodded faintly and turned to say, "go, but remember, you can''t step into the territory of Yanyun Dynasty in the future, otherwise..."


    Cold thousand marks didn''t finish, but the people present knew the consequences.


    When the Emperor Yan he heard the speech, his old face twitched slightly because of excitement.


    This sentence is the best guarantee for the safety of Yanyun Dynasty.


    After all, it was a real saint who said this.


    The female emperor fengni also completely gave up her heart and knew that she would never have a chance again.


    The dry emperor took a deep breath, with hatred hidden in his eyes.


    "Why, you are not convinced?" Leng qianhen noticed the look in the eyes of the emperor, and his tone was slightly cold.


    "No... of course not..." Qian Huang bowed his head, lowered his posture and clenched his teeth.


    The four heavenly guards were beheaded and their arms were cut off.


    As a strong pseudo saint and the emperor of Daqian, he has never suffered such humiliation.


    But it happened that he could not take revenge, and even had to bow his head.


    One can imagine how angry the emperor was.


    "It''s all the chieftains......" the emperor was cold in his heart.


    "If you don''t, get out of here!" Leng Qianxian yelled, the world shook, and millions of soldiers retreated together, pale and full of war spirit.


    Finally, the armies of the Dagan and fengni dynasties retreated like a tide.


    Emperor Qian and empress fengni can only leave.


    A mighty war to destroy the country ended in such a dramatic form.


    Even the owners of Yanyun royal family still have a dreamy illusion.


    They were all ready to die, but they didn''t expect this change.


    However, they all know that the reason why the Yanyun Dynasty can survive is the reason of the sword chief.


    Thinking of here, including Yan He, Yan Changge, Yan Beilin, Yan Wushuang and others, their eyes fell on the figure standing on the nine skies.


    "Old man, thanks to the sword Saint Gu Yun and the sword King Chao Jiankui for their help!" Yan He arched to ye guchen.


    Yan Wushuang also worships ye guchen Yingying.


    Ye guchen nodded faintly and didn''t say much.


    Now is not the time to show your identity.


    Yan Changge said, "I wonder if I have the honor to invite Gu Yun sword saint and Jian Kui to get together, or let me express my gratitude to Yanyun Dynasty."


    Lengqian trace shook his head lightly and said, "then don''t use it."


    He didn''t like the excitement. This time, he also looked at ye guchen''s face.


    In fact, he has nothing to do with the Yanyun Dynasty.


    Yanyun Dynasty people also know that lengqianhen can''t have anything to do with them.


    Then the only possibility is the sword chief.


    But what Yanyun people don''t understand is, what does Tangtang sword King Chao Jian Kui have to do with Yanyun King Chao?


    Many people are looking at mu Xingzhu and think it may be because of Mu Xingzhu''s relationship.


    Muxingzhu didn''t say much, because ye guchen warned her not to say much.


    Next, without saying a word, ye guchen turned and left.


    Just like when he came, he was free and easy, didn''t rely on kindness to repay, and didn''t ask the Yanyun Dynasty to return anything.


    "Tut Tut, you are worthy of being the chief swordsman of the first dynasty. A tune of zither can shake back millions of soldiers. You can come and go as you like. How many young people can compare with you?"


    Everyone in Yandu sighed.


    In the next few days, Yandu was decorated and celebrated.


    Muxingzhu also became a real guest of honor and received the best courtesy.


    At night, outside the bustling palace of Yandu, Yan unparalleled walked out of the banquet with slender and mellow legs to relax.


    The experience of the past few days was quite ups and downs for her.


    At this time, Yan Wushuang suddenly felt it and seemed to have eyes staring at her.


    She took a step on her jade leg and took a lotus step.


    "Who is it!"


    Yan Wushuang drank with a clear voice. She saw a figure standing on a rockery in front of her.


    Wearing a black robe, black hair fluttering with the night wind, and wearing a ghost face mask like crying and laughing on his face.


    Yan wushuangjiao''s body stopped like lightning.


    "These days, have you been looking at me in the dark?" Yan Wushuang''s heart suddenly trembled.


    She didn''t expect that the Jian Kui of the sword dynasty would pay attention to her in the dark.


    The figure was silent and silent.


    Yan Wushuang''s nervous breathing seemed to stop, because the figure seemed to be somewhat similar to the person she dreamed of.


    "Is it... You?" Yan Wushuang''s tearful eyes were slightly hazy, and the scene in front of him seemed blurred.


    Without a word, the figure disappeared into the night sky.


    Yan wushuangjiao''s body trembled slightly and sat down in situ, disappointed.


    On the other side, on the sky with a bright moon and few stars, ye guchen slowly took off the ghost mask on his face.


    A handsome face, reflected in the moonlight, showed a bit of sadness.


    "Shuanger, Tianjiao battlefield, goodbye..."