"Ye Fanchen, who do you think you are?"
The first prince clasped his hands behind his back as if everything was under his control. He said in a clear voice, "What kind of place is the Snow Land's imperial palace? Do you think you can come and go as you please? "
Ye Fanchen's figure was like lightning. After being hit by Chu Mosheng's palm, he staggered and reached out to support Nangong Yan 'er, who was on the verge of collapse.
"Today, all of you will die."
Ye Fanchen took a deep breath and coldly swept his gaze over everyone present. He said in a cold voice, "If anything happens to Yan 'er, the entire Snow Land will be buried with her!"
"Hahahaha!"
The first prince laughed again and said breathlessly, "Ye Fanchen, who do you think you are? You are Ye Qingyun? You want to destroy a country with a single sword? Just you alone? "
"Who said he was alone?"
A thunderous voice rang out and rolled over.
Guo Wei, with a scar on his face, was wearing a purple and gold robe. He stood on the palace wall Ye Fanchen came from with his hands clasped behind his back.
The moment he saw Guo Wei, the first prince's expression changed. He knew very well that the kings of the Snow Land were all powerful, but there were only two who had the ability to shake the foundation of the Snow Land!
One was the King of Chu, who had boundless territory and countless elite soldiers under his command. He controlled almost half of the military power of the Snow Empire. However, the successor of the King of Chu was already on the same boat as him, so there was no need to be afraid.
The other was the newly promoted Beast King, Guo Wei. As a great threat to the Snow Land, the Magical Beast Mountain Range was located near the Snow Land's imperial palace. It had stood proudly in the world for so many years, so it was clear that there were many powerful monsters hiding there!
"Greetings, master!"
Guo Wei bowed to Ye Fanchen and smiled bitterly. "I've messed up everything that Mr. Dao has instructed me to do. I didn't get the Black Tortoise Ginseng and I didn't manage to keep the key to the secret realm. I've come to see you today because I'm ashamed."
"Guo Wei, use the Beast King's Token. Today, no one in the Snow Land's Imperial City will be left alive!"
Ye Fanchen turned around and glanced at Guo Wei. He carried Nangong Yaner, whose aura was gradually weakening, and strode outside.
"Detain him!"
"Detain him!"
Two voices rang out at the same time, one forceful and the other weak. One came from the First Prince and the other from the old Emperor.
Chu Mosheng was slightly startled. Like an arrow leaving the bow, he directly rushed towards Ye Fanchen. Feng Bao, who was wearing a white fish-dragon robe, also turned into a white stream of light and rushed towards Guo Wei on the palace wall.
"Clang!"
Under the control of Ye Fanchen's spiritual power, the silver-white long sword shot towards Feng Bao, who was pouncing towards Guo Wei.
"Scram!"
In the air, Feng Bao let out an angry roar and slapped away Ye Fanchen's long sword. However, in this instant, Guo Wei had already rushed into the distance.
Looking at Guo Wei's gradually escaping figure, Feng Bao's eyes were blood red. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly and he once again pounced towards Guo Wei.
He knew very well what would happen if Guo Wei left the Snow Land's Imperial City today. Even if they were the final victors, the people near the Imperial City would definitely be plunged into misery and suffering.
"Ye Fanchen, you took my palm before. Is it still okay?"
Chu Mosheng jumped up and landed on the ground, firmly blocking in front of Ye Fanchen. A cold smile appeared on his handsome face, "It won't be long before your spiritual energy flows in reverse. When that time comes, you'll be begging for death!"
A glaring scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Ye Fanchen's mouth and soaked Nangong Yaner's yellow robe.
After closing his eyes for a moment, Ye Fanchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Yin Yang Palm? Interesting. I thought this martial technique had been lost. It seems that there are still remnants of the Yin Yang Sect. "
Chu Mosheng's right foot hooked from the ground and the folding fan he had thrown on the ground flew towards Ye Fanchen under the guidance of his spiritual power.
Ye Fanchen raised his eyebrows slightly. A stream of spiritual power gushed out and directly disrupted Chu Mosheng's control of the folding fan. The folding fan that had just flown up fell to the ground again.
"Hiss —"
Chu Mosheng gasped and exclaimed, "Early stage Primal Chaos Realm? How is this possible! "
The last time he saw Ye Fanchen was about half a month ago. At that time, Ye Fanchen was only at the late stage of the Nirvana Realm. However, none of the consecrators of the Chu Royal Residence in the Imperial City were a match for Ye Fanchen!
Now, in just half a month, Ye Fanchen had broken through to the Chaotic Realm. The speed of his breakthrough was simply astonishing!
The endless spring rain sword intent swept out and invisible swords slashed towards Chu Mosheng. However, Chu Mosheng was not afraid at all. He directly mobilized his spiritual energy to wrap around his hands and continuously smashed the sword intent into pieces!
Seeing that Ye Fanchen's sword essence could not do anything to him, Chu Mosheng's face could not help but reveal a smug expression.
He was very clear about the power of the Yin Yang Palm. So what if Ye Fanchen knew about this martial technique? Even he, who had received the true inheritance, did not know the way to break it. In a few more breaths, Ye Fanchen's spiritual power would be in disorder!
As long as he could hold on until then, wouldn't killing Ye Fanchen, whose spiritual power was in disorder, be a piece of cake?
Sure enough, after three breaths, Ye Fanchen's breathing suddenly became hurried. The endless Spring Rain Sword Essence also paused.
"Now!"
Chu Mosheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light. In the next moment, he broke through the blockade of the Spring Rain Sword Essence and pounced towards Ye Fanchen.
"Ang!"
A resonant dragon's roar suddenly sounded. Chu Mosheng's eyes slightly narrowed as he saw a cold light flash past Ye Fanchen's face.
At the same time, Ye Fanchen's lips curved into a smile as he said indifferently, "If we're talking about sword moves, this move, Rising Dragon, should be the third move. However, I prefer to call it the starting move. The original fourth move, River Suppression, is called the third move."
In the end, Ye Fanchen chuckled and asked, "Do you know why?"
Why?
Chu Mosheng's mind was instantly occupied by this question.
"Because this dragon's roar has a good deterrent effect. It can instantly break your concentration."
Ye Fanchen still had a faint smile on his face. In the next moment, countless Spring Rain Sword Essences fell from the sky, directly smashing Chu Mosheng, who was being carried by the silver white sword into the sky, to the ground!
Three deep sword marks appeared on the Dragon Path. After a few breaths, Chu Mosheng's chest was pierced through by a silver white sword. It was as if his body was no longer intact!
The future King Chu had fallen at the hands of Ye Fanchen!
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