Chapter 323: 45 If You Met Me First _3

Chapter 323: 45 If You Met Me First _3

Translator: 549690339

“The situation in the world has changed, and the once stable Central State is long gone. You bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well probably know nothing about it.”

“Let me tell you this, even if the Xia’s Empress came here herself today, it would be a dead end!”

A vicious smile emerged from the corners of Yang Yuan’s eyes, and then he stretched out his other hand. The scattered blood around him slightly wriggled, gathering together to form a bloody ball.

Just as Yun Long was about to lose his life on the spot, there was a sharp breaking sound in the air.

In Yang Yuan’s Divine Insight range, he sensed a dangerous aura appearing.

He didn’t panic, but just gave a faint smile: “You’re finally here.”

A heavy long halberd, as fast as lightning, was thrust straight towards Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan tried to catch it with one hand, striking out first with his palm.

“Ding!”

At the moment of contact, a violent noise erupted.

Yang Yuan felt a terrifying strange force coming from his hand, spreading towards his arm.

Realizing that something was wrong, he decisively threw Yun Long from his grasp and used both hands to deal with the attack.

In addition to the terrifying strange force on the long halberd, there was also overwhelming magic power, forcing him to retreat continuously.

“I wonder what it was, but it turns out that they are from the Heavenly Devil Palace, and the Ten Devil Schools are nothing but lackeys of the Heavenly Devil Palace. Furthermore, my imperial uncle must have been installed by you guys, right?”

“Don’t try to sow discord. Today, one way or another, you must be removed from this position. In order to deal with Yan Country, your Xia will be the first target!”

Yang Yuan finished speaking and waved his hand lightly.

Six devil cultivators in the Golden Core Realm appeared on the ground, surrounding Yu Qinghan.

Entirely ignoring the concept of a fair fight, they immediately planned a mass brawl.

Seeing this, Yu Qinghan sneered: “The Devil Sect is always the Devil Sect, truly skilled at utilizing underhanded means.”

“As long as it achieves our goal, why not use all available methods?”

“Today, even with national destiny protection, we must capture you.”

Yang Yuan laughed softly, taking out a black cloth from his sleeve.

The black cloth kept expanding, blocking the sunlight, gradually covering the sky above.

“Chirp!”

The Xia’s national fortune, the Nine-Plumed Red Phoenix sensed danger.

With a high-pitched cry, it was concealed by the aura of the black cloth.

For a moment, the entire Imperial City was shrouded in the black cloth.