Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

Yang Xun’s smile suddenly froze, his face quickly darkened, and he said coldly: “Compared with the Seventh Princess, Yang is nothing. However, Yang’s loyalty to the Hanyue Holy Dynasty can be learned from the sun and the moon! The Seventh Princess Is this how you treat loyal ministers?”

“Loyal minister?”

Han Yuyao raised her beautiful eyebrows lightly and said calmly: “May I ask this great loyal minister, when the third child dug out the bones of my supreme sword, where did you show your loyalty?”

Yang Xun’s breath was slightly stagnant, and he said with dignity: “Seventh Princess, the saint did that for the sake of the future of the Hanyue Holy Dynasty! Besides, without the initial hard work, where would the Jade Fairy be today? Things have already happened. It has been more than ten years, why is the Seventh Princess still holding on to her?”

“The third child knows that he is in the wrong and doesn’t dare to quibble. How can it be your turn to bark here?”

Han Yuyao’s eyes flashed with an icy luster, and she said in a neutral tone: “Want to be a loyal minister? Yes! As long as you commit suicide now, I will admit that you are a loyal minister!”

Yang Xun clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, “Does the Seventh Princess really want to force the loyal minister to death?”

“You don’t dare to commit suicide, and you dare to pretend to be a loyal minister? Get out of here before I want to kill you!”

Han Yuyao’s tone was cold, with a hint of murderous intent in her voice.

Yang Xun stood up suddenly and said with sonorous words: “If you want me to die, I have to die! But, you are just a princess, not a pilgrim leader! You have no right to decide Yang’s life or death!”

Having said this, Yang Xun looked at Han Yuyao in the distance, his fighting spirit rising in his body, and he said in a deep voice: “Yang respectfully asks the Seventh Princess for advice! If the Seventh Princess wins, Yang will be convinced! If Yang is lucky enough to win, I hope the Seventh Princess will win.” The princess can apologize to Yang!”

Everyone’s eyes were focused on Han Yuyao. They didn’t expect things to develop to this point!

Yang Xun was indeed aggressive, and the seventh princess was also a master who was not afraid of trouble. In just a few words, the conflict was intensified to the point where a fight was inevitable.

In the Hanyue Holy Dynasty, if you refuse challenges from others, you will be ridiculed by everyone.

Yang Xun is a talented person in the realm of emperors. His cultivation is among the best among the younger generation of the Yang clan. He has killed more than one emperor of the same level. He probably wanted to test the true background of the seventh princess this time.

Everyone is full of expectations. Will the seventh princess dare to accept Yang Xun’s challenge?

“Sister Yu is not someone who can be challenged by just any cat or dog! If you want to challenge Sister Yu, you must pass me first!”

Mu Qingyan gave a sweet scold, stepped out from the crowd, and landed on the ground. The cold sword energy wavered from her delicate figure, and she locked onto Yang Xun from a distance.

No one felt any surprise. If they wanted to challenge the rightful master, they had to defeat his followers first.

Otherwise, whoever wants to challenge can challenge it. No one has so much time to deal with various endless challenges.

Rongcheng guard general Wu Zhenshan stood up and consoled him: “Everyone, please calm down your anger! I hope you can give me a favor. Don’t rush into action for the time being. If you have anything to do, wait until the banquet is over!”

Yang Xun said in a deep voice: “General Wu, it’s not that Yang didn’t give you face, it’s the Seventh Princess who went too far! Yang only wanted the future of the Hanyue Holy Dynasty, but the Seventh Princess wanted to kill Zhongliang. How could Yang swallow it? Are you so angry?”

“Good words can’t persuade a damn ghost! General Wu doesn’t need to say more!” Han Yuyao responded calmly.

Speaking of this, Han Yuyao looked at Mu Qingyan and said coldly: “Qingyan, there is no need to hold back.”

“Understood!” Mu Qingyan agreed.

Wu Zhenshan sighed and said: “Since you two are determined to fight, my Wu Mansion has a martial arts arena…”

“No need, just solve it here. Don’t worry, I won’t damage every brick in your living room.” Han Yuyao shook her head and whispered, and there was a faint wave of swordsmanship in her body, which filled the air. Every corner of the banquet hall.

Everyone felt it to some extent, but when they sensed it carefully, they didn’t find anything. They all thought it was an illusion.

“Please enlighten me!”

Yang Xun shouted violently, held his right hand in the air, and an icy blue long sword exuding great spiritual power appeared in his hand. He followed the sword and pierced the air. He was in front of Mu Qingyan in an instant, and pulled Mu Qingyan’s sword away. The streamers of the red dress are flying in the air.

This sword caused a series of sonic booms in the void, faintly tearing open tiny cracks in the void. A vast image of a sea of ​​blood and mountains of bones appeared around the sword, making most people present feel a sense of A strong sense of suffocation.

Yang Xun couldn’t help but reveal a cruel smile on his face. If he were facing the Seventh Princess, he might still have some scruples, but now he was facing only the followers whom the Seventh Princess had accepted not long ago, and he already had murderous intentions in his heart. .

“brush!”

At this moment, Mu Qingyan’s eyebrows

Suddenly, there was a flash of flaming sword light, and the whole person turned into a magnificent long sword that was completely fiery red. With the mighty and surging immortal sword intent, it slashed towards Yang Xun’s ice blue long sword.

Nearly a hundred vast scenes appeared around the flaming sword light. The sword tree of life opened the sky, the sea of ​​sword energy burned the world, the dreamy sword palace loomed, and the sword turned into stars and shone for eternity…

Every vast picture is filled with the vast immortal sword intention, as if it existed before eternity, giving people a feeling that the sword intention has not changed despite the vicissitudes of the world.

Yang Xun provoked Fairy Yu again and again, and Mu Qingyan had long wanted to kill him.

This time, Mu Qingyan activated her red flame sword body to the extreme, integrating the power of hundreds of immortal sword intentions and her understanding of Jiang Chen’s preaching into this sword, just to kill this person. Kill with one hit!

“These are all immortal sword-intended creations in the Creation Sword Ruins! How can she appear in form? And there are so many of them?” Someone at the table exclaimed, their eyes filled with shock.

Not only him, but everyone at the table looked like they had seen a ghost.

Legend has it that those who are recognized by the Immortal Sword Intent in the Creation Sword Ruins can communicate with the power of the Creation Sword Ruins when they fully activate their swordsmanship, causing the phantoms of the Immortal Sword Intent to appear in the world.

This girl is just an inconspicuous follower beside Han Yuyao. How could she get so many Immortal Sword Intentions to recognize her as her master?

Seeing the power of Mu Qingyan’s attack, Yang Xun’s pupils suddenly shrank. Before he could react, Mu Qingyan’s fire sword had already struck the sword in his hand.

“Keng!”

Along with a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, even larger black cracks opened up between the sky and the earth, and billowing destructive air currents swept across the wilderness.

However, when this destructive air flow spread to the surrounding tables, chairs, doors, windows, floors, etc., it disappeared silently.

Under the gaze of everyone, the icy blue sword in Yang Xun’s hand collapsed piece by piece, shattering into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xun’s figure quickly retreated, and pure sword energy flew out from every pore in his body, quickly forming a sword energy shield wall in front of him.

“boom……”

The sword energy shield wall instantly shattered, and Mu Qingyan’s fire sword passed through Yang Xun’s heart without stopping at all.