Chapter 2

Tianwu continent, the strong is respected!

Martial arts are divided into martial disciples, martial teachers, martial spirits, martial sects, martial kings, martial emperors, martial zuns, martial saints and martial gods. Each level is divided into nine levels.

A powerful warrior can turn heaven and earth into color with one blow!

……

Li Lang, the only son of Marshal Li Qiushui of the army and horses, is the leader of the younger generation of the Xia kingdom in Wu Ling cultivation.

He has a very good relationship with the second prince. They are brothers and sisters.

Yingluo was pushed to the ground, and her clothes were torn in pieces.

The handsome face is full of tears.

She is a famous beauty in the palace. She doesn't know how much better she looks than those queens and imperial concubines.

Before, because Yingluo was the prince's personal maid, even if someone coveted it, she didn't dare to do it.

But now that the prince is dead, Li Lang can't stand his greed

"Hey, hey, little beauty, just follow me!"

"What's good about that waste?"

"He's dead. You'll follow me later to make sure you're popular and spicy!"

Li Lang is so hateful that he did such a disrespectful thing in the prince's spirit Hall

"You beast!"

Yingluo kept struggling, "aren't you afraid of the scourge?"

"Ha ha, I will be afraid of the scourge?"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, a thick wooden board hit Li Lang's forehead directly.

"Ah..."

Li Lang screamed bitterly and collapsed to the ground.

His forehead was swollen and blood flowed.

"Temple... Your highness!"

Yingluo's face was full of horror, and she stared at the prince with golden light shining all over her.

The prince is alive?

"The woman who dares to touch the prince, don't you want to live?"

Yang Yu's voice was cold, wearing a Golden Dragon Robe, and he threw the coffin cover out directly.

How is that possible?

Li Lang looked at him in horror. Obviously, the second prince poisoned him. How could he be resurrected?

If today's events are exposed, even if he is the son of Marshal Bingma, he will die!

Thinking of this, evil came to the side of the courage and suddenly showed a sneer.

"I don't care if you're a man or a ghost. I'll kill you today!"

"Are you going to fight the crown prince?"

Yang Yu's mind has also undergone earth shaking changes. At first, he was just a little fart. Now he has become the prince. How can he be bullied by others?

Yingluo rushed to Yang Yu. She didn't know how the prince was resurrected, but she knew that the prince was a warrior without spiritual power!

"Your Highness, go quickly. As long as you find the Imperial Guard, he doesn't dare to fight you!"

"The prince is a man. How can he hide behind a woman like you?"

Yang Yu is also very happy at this time. He was unlucky on earth in his previous life, but in this life, he has a noble status and will become the king of a country!

……

Li Lang's eyes were extremely sinister, and a long sword appeared in his hand and went straight to Yang Yu's face.

The other party is just a waste, and he is Wuling cultivation!

"I don't care whether you are the prince or what. I want you to die today!"

If the prince doesn't die, what he has just committed will be enough to kill all the people

"Die!"

The sword is broken by thunder, glittering with gold and unparalleled sword Qi!

The power of Wuling is terrible!

Although Yang Yu has just been promoted to a level, he is only a martial disciple.

The gap with Li Lang is a cloud and mud, but he is not afraid at all.

Even... Even showed an evil smile.

"Hey, hey!"

The reason why he dares to be so arrogant is because he has a system!

King in the world!

Boom

An extremely violent momentum burst out. At this time, Yang Yu was like the supreme emperor, full of bright golden light.

A hundred times!

A hundred times more powerful!

At this time, Yang Yu only felt that his body was full of unparalleled power. Even if it was a rockery, he could blow it with one blow!

"Your Highness, how strong!"

Yingluo's small cherry mouth is slightly open and amazing.

……

Click!

His right hand grabbed Li Lang's long sword and smashed it in an instant!

"How possible!"

Li Lang's eyes widened. The other party was just a waste. How could he be so powerful?

Yang Yu's mouth turned up, and he smiled with evil spirits and made a sudden effort.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, he picked up his single hand.

"Stop!"

At this time, I only heard the sound of violent drinking. Marshal Li Qiushui and the second prince Yang lengxie rushed over.

Followed by a large number of royal guards, with extraordinary momentum.