Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 428 The Ultimate Showdown
Ye Hongzhuang, who was wearing a red robe, spoke calmly, with a faint smile on his face all the time when he spoke, his gentle and friendly expression did not look like he was going to kill someone at all, and even at the end, he didn't reveal any murderous intentions. meaning.

"You think you can kill me?"

Mo Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile.

Ye Hongzhuang didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and said with a smile: "You don't have any chance in front of me, not to mention that you have just experienced a life-and-death battle and have been seriously injured. Even in your prime, you are no match for me. Sanqing tea, oh, I forgot to tell you, that tea is poisonous."

"poison?"

"Yeah, it's very poisonous, you can run your soul yuan to try it now, will you feel a little tingling in your heart?"

Mo Lin circulated his soul silently, and suddenly covered his chest with one hand, his face changed drastically.

Seeing this scene, Ye Hongzhuang smiled even wider.

"Why? I'm right, aren't you wondering why the poison didn't take effect until now? It's actually very simple. The poison in the tea would never have taken effect, but after entering this yard and smelling the fragrance of flowers here, it turns out It's different."

Mo Lin said coldly, "You mean, it's the fragrance of these flowers that triggers the toxicity?"

Ye Hongzhuang proudly said: "How is it? Isn't it very interesting? My Ye family's phantom god formation, every step of the way, is like a big game of chess. The seemingly useless chess pieces are actually the biggest killing move. In fact, I am also very I want to fight you in an upright manner, but there is no way, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, I can only resort to this trick, now do you think you still have a chance to survive?"

Mo Lin stared at Ye Hongzhuang, his frown suddenly loosened, and his hand covering his chest slowly dropped, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"You are very confident, but you are a little too confident."

"You seem to have forgotten whose son I am. Since my father broke through the Illusory God Formation back then, how could he not tell me the secret of these nine levels?"

"If your self-confidence comes from poison, I'm sorry to tell you that I've let you down. The poison of Sanqing tea doesn't work for me."

Seeing the smile appearing on Mo Lin's face again, Ye Hongzhuang was stunned, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that he had deceived the other party with his lies, Mo Lin continued: "You just said that the entire phantom god formation is just a game of chess, and everything is laid out for the final move. You said that I have been seriously injured after the previous battle. , Yes, I was indeed seriously injured, but how do you know that these injuries on my body were not intentional?"

"Yesterday, someone wanted to kill me in the Fugui restaurant, but all the people who wanted to kill me died. Today I entered Ye's house and treated each other with courtesy, just to meet the owner of Ye's family. I didn't expect the way of hospitality of Ye's family to be so amazing. It’s going to be so grand, it’s an eye-opener.”

"I don't know why Ye Tunjing killed me. Is it because I am the son of Mo Qingshan, or because I am afraid that my mother and son will recognize each other, which will cause damage to the interests of the Ye family, or because the martial spirit in my body has taken away the Ye family's wealth?" Inheritance, but from the moment I entered the door, I didn't think about killing people, but that doesn't mean I'll always endure it."

"You just said that if your father does not die, you will be the next Patriarch. If you get the inheritance of Prison Dragon Lock, you will also become the successor of the next Patriarch. Can I understand that as long as you are killed? , the Ye family will lose a peerless genius, even if there is no injury, at least it can make Ye Tunjing feel uncomfortable for a long time?"

Mo Lin's voice was very loud when he said these words, and it was already evening, and the Ye family was completely silent, enough to be heard for a long distance.

On the top floor of the fifth floor, the muscles on Ye Tunjing's face twitched violently twice, and his expression suddenly became unnatural.

Because Merlin was right.

Ye Hongzhuang is the most gifted martial arts genius in the Ye family for a hundred years, and he is also one of the three top masters in the Ye family, and he is also the successor of the next head of the Ye family.

Ye Tunjing put him in the final Heaven's Punishment Formation, because he wanted him to kill Mo Lin with his own hands, and use the family secret method to seize the power of the prisoner dragon in Mo Lin's martial soul.

From the moment he set up this game, he never thought that Mo Lin would be alive. In his prediction, Mo Lin would be able to enter the eighth level at most, but he didn't expect that he could even stop the self-destruct of the first class. .

What Mo Lin said was right, if Ye Hongzhuang really died, it would be a heavy blow to the Ye family, worse than a broken bone.

Because in order to cultivate Ye Hongzhuang, the Ye family has almost devoted all their resources to him in the past few years. The purpose is to create a top-level powerhouse who can compete with the fifth-level martial king of the empire.

In addition to martial arts talent, Ye Hongzhuang is also the younger generation of the Ye family in terms of strategy and scheming. According to the ancestor of the Ye family who has lived for 500 years, the future prosperity of the Ye family depends on this young generation.

Ye Tunjing never thought that Ye Hongzhuang would die.

He asked Ye Hongzhuang to fight, and it was a game of catching snails with three fingers, which was sure to win. But now hearing what Mo Lin said, when he thought of Ye Hongzhuang's real death, what kind of situation the Ye family would face, his heart suddenly froze. Shrunk back, and at this moment, the two people in the courtyard had already started.

The first to strike was Ye Hongzhuang.

His figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he came to Mo Lin, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed silently, and stabbed at Mo Lin's chest at a speed faster than lightning.

This sword was unremarkable, except for the extremely fast speed, there was no sign of fluctuations in the soul essence. However, the thousands of flowers in the small courtyard moved with Ye Hongzhuang's body, all pointing at Mo Lin, One after another of cold lights as thin as silver needles can be vaguely seen flashing past, interweaving into a big net, covering Mo Lin in the middle from all directions.

Mo Lin's expression remained unchanged, the moment Ye Hongzhuang drew the sword, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he finally saw Ye Hongzhuang's cultivation realm clearly.

"Third-level Martial King!"

(End of this chapter)