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At this moment, Ye Ling was so angry that his lungs were about to burst. He never thought that Yang Qian was such a despicable person. If he couldn't kill him, he would only think about dealing with his own family.

At this moment, Ye Ling felt that his decision to come to Tianjing City to help Yang Xu ascend to the throne was the correct one. The entire Kingdom of Xuanhuang was too unstable for him, so he had to remove them one by one.

"Who?"

The shadow let out a low growl and stood up abruptly, ready to let out a loud roar. However, at this moment, the millions of sword Qis behind him suddenly expanded!

"I'm your grandpa!" Ye Ling couldn't help but curse, condensing the power of the God of War into a sword beam. In an instant, the black robed cultivator was stabbed to the heart, losing all signs of life in an instant.

Although this cultivator was also at the initial stage of the Xuan Wu Realm, he was still nothing but an ant in front of Ye Ling.

Yang Qian turned pale with fright. At this moment, under the thin moonlight, he clearly saw that pair of bright eyes and involuntarily cried out, "Ye Ling!"

"That's right, it's me." Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, but he did not immediately kill him. Instead, he arrogantly sat down on a chair.

Yang Qian's expression immediately changed. He was too afraid of Ye Ling, and aside from Muye Zhen, he had never been at a disadvantage, but Ye Ling had broken this rule. Yang Qian quickly calmed down and sneered: "Ye Ling, how dare you appear here? Hehe, you're dead for sure, do you know that? Now, the main thing is that if I shout out a few words, countless experts will immediately come to kill you. Even if you are a Sky Martial practitioner, it is impossible for you to flaunt your might in Tianjing City. It is a brilliant plan, I did not expect you to actually fall into their trap, hahahaha. "

Yang Qian originally thought that Ye Ling would change his expression and look for an opportunity, but he did not expect that Ye Ling's face would remain the same. He only said with a smile that was not a smile, "Then why did you shout? Why don't you try and see if anyone can save you? "

Yang Qian's expression changed as he suddenly let go of his hand and roared.

However, something strange happened. At that moment, there were two guards patrolling outside with lanterns in hand, but after Yang Qian shouted, they did not react at all. It was as if they were deaf.

No, it should be said that Yang Qian was currently interacting with that guard as if they were in two different spaces.

"This... What was going on? "Ye Ling, what the hell are you doing!" Yang Qian's expression changed once again. At this moment, he finally felt an uncontrollable feeling.

"Yang Qian, to tell you the truth, this room has already been set up with a space barrier. No matter how hard you shout, you can't see or hear a single thing." "The reason I did that was so that we could have a quiet environment and settle the grudge between the two of us."

As he spoke, Ye Ling suddenly stood up. His killing intent was obvious.

His howls could not break the opponent's barrier. What did this mean? It meant that Ye Ling's soul cultivation was much deeper than his own!

"You!" Yang Qian was shocked, and suddenly dashed out of the door. Although the Void Barrier could block sound, it couldn't stop a half-step Heaven realm expert. As long as Yang Qian could escape, it would attract the attention of the crowd.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly stopped running. That was because a figure had suddenly appeared before him.

It was Ye Ling.

"Run? Why aren't you running anymore? " There was a trace of mockery in Ye Ling's voice.

"I, I'm going to kill you!" Yang Qian gritted his teeth as his eyes revealed an ominous glint. A beam of light shot out from his treasure towards Ye Ling.

"You think you're worthy?" Ye Ling's eyebrows shot up. The power of the Haotian God once more burst forth from his body! Crack! Crack! Crack! Tens of thousands of sword energies arrived and scattered the treasure light. Then, a long spear turned into a black light and pierced into Yang Qian's chest!

Puff … Yang Qian had never seen an attack this fast. His own cultivation was as terrifying as a child playing house in front of Ye Ling. In an instant, he surpassed everything and took the lives of others.

Ye Ling's pair of cold eyes stared at Yang Qian as he slowly said, "Yang Qian, you shouldn't have gone against me. If you hadn't tried to kill me back then, I might have let you off today."

Indeed, at this moment, a trace of pity appeared in Ye Ling's heart. This Yang Qian was indeed someone, but he was still easily killed by him.

"Cough, cough, cough …" A smile appeared on Yang Qian's face as he coughed out blood, "Ye Ling, you are indeed a peerless genius. However, you cannot be the overlord of this world, because Muye will definitely kill you. He is a rare genius."

Before Yang Qian died, he did not forget to break Ye Ling's dao heart. He knew that one day Ye Ling would meet Muye, so the words he said now left a shadow in Ye Ling's heart.

This was how experts fought. Sometimes, a small change in their mentality could decide too many things.

"Hehe, Yang Qian, you really haven't changed. Do you really think you're Muye's match?" That's right, you didn't see what happened that day. Since that's the case, I'll tell you the truth. Muye really did fight for a painting of the Thousand Autumn Mountains and Rivers on your body. It's already in my hands. What did Muye count for? No matter how powerful you are, you are still nothing more than a loser under my hand. "

As Ye Ling spoke, a gigantic Diagram Array appeared above his head. It was the Thousand Autumn Mountain and River Diagram.

"You!" Yang Qian's pupils suddenly contracted as if he had seen something unbelievable. His face contorted as he fiercely shouted, "Ye Ling! I can't accept this! Even if I die today, I will drag you down with me! "

BOOM! A bright light rose from Yang Qian's body, and his massive dantian exploded in an instant!

"This is bad!" Ye Ling's mind moved. The Thousand Autumn Mountain Diagram had wrapped itself around his body, blocking the power of the self-detonation. However, the environment in which it was previously set up was now filled with the sound of glass shattering and completely exploding.

A mushroom cloud suddenly rose into the sky. The ground within five to six miles was razed to the ground. It was unknown how many maids and guards had died.

"Even after death, you still find so many people to carry the blame. What a heartless heart!" Ye Ling took one last look at the ruined house and his heart turned cold.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! At this moment, the nine black beams of light shot towards Ye Ling with incomparable coercion!

It was a treasure, the Nine Yin Soul Fixation Needle!

"Heaven realm expert!" "As expected!" Ye Ling was surprised in his heart. Previously, Yang Xu told him that there was a Heaven realm expert hidden in the third prince's mansion. He did not believe that this matter was actually true.

However, Ye Ling had activated a total of fifty of his God's Stash and was not afraid of any threat. He grinned evilly as his primordial spirit transformed into a cold wind! A mighty roll!

Bang Bang Bang... The nine beams of black light emitted a muffled sound, as if they were shooting into a quagmire.

"Tsk tsk, this noble one actually dared to block my killing. This is simply courting death!" Ye Ling had an idea as he pretended to be an old man and said, "There is no need to be courteous, Death Devil Palm!"

BOOM! A pitch-black palm materialized in the air, carrying with it an aura of death and decay. It suddenly squeezed out, producing a muffled sound in the air!

The Death Hand was the ultimate technique of the hall master of Death Palace. When Ye Ling fought against the hall master of Death Palace, he had suffered a lot from this move and had always wanted to simulate it. Unfortunately, his power wasn't high enough.

"Death Demon Palm!" You are the Hall Master of Death! Damn it! How dare you kill my royal prince! I think you really want to die! " A tyrannical power descended with a loud bang. A total of over twenty powerful and cold winds quickly converged, condensing into a huge palm that came crashing down towards Ye Ling.

Dong! But at this moment, Ye Ling's figure flashed and he disappeared into a stream of Essence Qi.

"Tsk tsk, old bastard. If you want to kill this sovereign, then train for another 30 years!"

BOOM! An old man wearing a bright yellow robe suddenly appeared. This old man's figure was a bit bloated, but there was a firm and indomitable aura on his face. He stood at the spot where Ye Ling was standing a moment ago, his eyes narrowing.

Because at this moment, the nine short arrows under his feet had been completely broken, without even a shred of light remaining. There was not even a shred of spirit energy left.

This was the main form of the Nine Yin Soul Securing Needle.

Black figures quickly descended one after another. These were all hidden forces of the imperial family, and all of them were experts above the Black Tortoise.

"My lord, Yang Qian is dead." An old antique stepped forward and said respectfully.

He could not help but be respectful, because this obese old man in front of him was once the emperor of the Empire of Xuanhuang, the father of the current emperor, a figure who swept the world 300 years ago.

And the dead Yang Qian was naturally his grandson.

"Even the Nine Yin Soul Locating Needles were broken. That person was the Hall Master of Death, so the aura of death cannot be simulated. Furthermore, there are only a few people in our Profound Yellow Empire who can easily kill Qian'er."

As the old man spoke, his face revealed a hint of sadness. He slowly closed his eyes and finally, a few words came out of his mouth.

"A bounty of three thousand Xuan Wu Pills. I want to take the head of the Hall Master of Death."

At this moment, Yang Xu was very nervous, and his mind was in a mess. Just now, the huge explosion inside the imperial city had made him uneasy, and the terrifying aura was even more powerful, as if it could shatter everyone's eardrums.

Yang Xu was clear that it was the emperor who made his move. This Supreme Emperor was a supreme expert of the Heaven realm. After so many years of Gonggong Fortune, no one knew what realm he had cultivated to.

Since the Emperor had already made his move, what would happen to Ye Ling?

Moreover, if Ye Ling was caught, would he give up his life? Would the commander of the imperial guards bring a large group of men to surround and annihilate his mansion?

All of this was unknown.