Chapter 457 Return of the Broken Dragon, the Night King
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Qiu Qiu Ni Rang Wo Huo Ba
Ye Beichen spat out a word: "Oh."
In an instant!
A flash of thunder flashed out, and there were many shadows of thunder!
Boom-!
After a loud bang.
Ye Beichen had already appeared in front of Mr. Xiang, crushed by the Broken Dragon Sword in his hand!
"Grass!!!"
Xiang Lao roared angrily, his face contorted with anger: "A mere Emperor Wu dares to be so presumptuous in front of this old man?"
"To the old man to die!!!"
Zhou Luoli's pretty face changed color: "Shoot, protect my junior brother!"
"Yes!"
The two old women behind Zhou Luoli made a move and rushed out in an instant.
Mu Qianqian was dumbfounded.
Ye Beichen is also too courageous, dare to take the initiative to attack the holy class?
"Get the hell out of here!!!"
Xiang Lao let out a yell.
A blood-colored gust of wind rolled around his body!
Two old women landed on Ye Beichen's left and right sides: "Master Ye, don't mess around!"
"This person's strength is terrifying, you are no match for him!"
Ye Beichen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, killing him is like slaughtering a dog!"
next second.
Ye Beichen appeared in front of Mr. Xiang, smashing the broken dragon sword in his hand!
Seeing this scene, Mr. Xiang narrowed his eyes: "Little guy, you will pay for your arrogance!!!"
He didn't take Broken Dragon Sword seriously at all.
Raise your hand and grab it directly!
The corner of Ye Beichen's mouth twitched, and he said two words silently: "Idiot!"
If Xiang Lao pulls from a long distance, at the speed of the middle stage of the holy class!
Ye Beichen might not be able to touch him!
He deliberately provoked Mr. Xiang, just to make him face off against Duanlongjian!
Mr. Xiang still hasn't heard what these two words are!
puff!
The moment the palm touched the Broken Dragon Sword, it directly turned into a blood mist!
With a scream: "Ah!!! My hand!"
The Broken Dragon Sword continued to fall!
boom! ! !
An earth-shattering bang!
Xiang Lao flew out like a dead dog, and his body pulled out a deep ravine on the ground!
puff! ! !
A mouthful of black blood spewed out!
The two old women were stunned, looking at Ye Beichen in shock.
What did they see?
A young man in the realm of Emperor Wu defeated an elder of the Blood Cloud Sect with a single sword? ! ! !
Mu Qianqian was beyond shocked: "What realm is he?" '
Zhou Luoli looked shocked: "Huh? Junior brother, he..."
Swish!
The Eighth Prince stared.
In addition to being shocked, he was also staring at the Broken Dragon Sword in Ye Beichen's hand!
"This sword...? Hiss!!!"
The pupils contracted.
Leave the Grand Master's Mansion without hesitation!
"You...your aura is clearly at the level of Emperor Wudi, how is this possible..."
Xiang Lao's old body was trembling, and he got up with one hand covering his chest.
A horrible wound appeared on his shoulder!
Flesh torn!
Bloody!
All the muscles and veins are broken!
Dantian was shattered abruptly by Ye Beichen's sword!
He recalled the scene just now, the two words that Ye Beichen spit out seemed to be: Stupid?
Ye Beichen looked at Elder Xiang coldly: "Nothing is impossible!"
Da da da!
Walking step by step, like the god of death coming!
Elder Xiang yelled in fright: "I said, Bai Chatian and Song Yuying happen to be my nephews!"
"Blood Cloud Sect has a secret method to know their location!"
Ye Beichen looked down at Mr. Xiang and didn't speak.
Mr. Xiang hurriedly said, "Finding their location requires a blood curse!"
"But all the veins and veins in my body are broken, and I have no real energy, so I can't use it anymore."
"Isn't that easy?"
Ye Beichen shot directly.
Nine silver needles fell.
Instantly submerged in Xiang Lao's body!
In an instant.
Xiang Lao can actually stand up!
The originally broken tendons were actually connected.
Even the cracks on the dantian are recovering.
"what?"
The two old women brought by Zhou Luoli were stunned.
"how come?"
Mu Qianqian was stunned, with a shocked expression on her face.
What kind of shocking medical technique is this?
Zhou Luoli glanced at Ye Beichen unexpectedly: "It seems that the younger brother has completely learned the thirteen stitches of the ghost gate!" '
"With so many teachers and sisters, he alone has the best talent, and he has learned the complete thirteen needles of the ghost gate, right?" '
Mr. Xiang looked in disbelief: "This... how did you do it?"
Ye Beichen looked at him coldly: "You talk too much nonsense!"
Mr. Xiang didn't dare to neglect.
He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Several weird runes were drawn on the ground!
Om-!
The runes light up.
Just a second passed.
The rune went out instantly!
Old Xiang's face changed drastically: "How is it possible!"
Ye Beichen frowned: "What's wrong?"
Mr. Xiang swallowed a mouthful of foam: "My lord, the runes are extinguished, these two... are dead..."
"What did you say?"
Ye Beichen changed color.
A shocking killing intent enveloped Mr. Xiang: "Do you know what will happen if you lie to me?"
Mr. Xiang was as frightened as a quail, and his whole body was soaked in sweat: "Master, how dare I lie to you!"
"I swear with the heart of martial arts that this is true, these two people are really dead!"
Ye Beichen's face turned black instantly!
Chalk Sky and Soong Yuying are dead?
Wouldn't Zhou Ruoyu and Xia Ruoxue be in danger?
Ye Beichen's voice seemed to come from hell: "What use are you? Go and bury them with them!"
Boss Xiang yelled: "My lord, wait! Please wait!"
"I still have a secret method here, you can see the scene before the two people died!"
Ye Beichen said coldly: "Then what are you waiting for?!!!"
"Yes!"
Mr. Xiang hurriedly started, and spewed out a mouthful of blood again!
Runes made of blood flickered.
Burn a fire!
A picture emerged in the firelight.
There are towering trees everywhere!
A scene of a primitive jungle appeared in the picture.
Ye Beichen was surprised: "This is the World of Warcraft Forest?"
next second.
A beautiful figure appeared on the screen.
She crushed the throats of Bai Chatian and Song Yuying, and took away Zhou Ruoyu and Xia Ruoxue!
"This……"
The moment Ye Beichen saw this beautiful figure.
A look of disbelief: "How could it be her?"
……
After the Eighth Prince left, he returned to the palace.
Into the depths of a secret room.
Press a dark space.
Rumble!
There was a sound of an organ.
A black metal cabinet appeared, and he opened it carefully.
An ancient yellowed picture scroll appeared in front of my eyes.
Open the scroll!
A young man stepped on a blood dragon and stood with a sword in his hand!
The face of the man in the picture has long been blurred.
The sword in his hand was very strange, its whole body was pitch black, and a black dragon hovered around it!
"It's exactly the same!"
The Eighth Prince's body trembled: "The sword in this kid's hand, and the aura of dominating me!"
"It's exactly the same as the person in the painting!!!"
The Eighth Prince's breath was short of breath.
The chamber fell into deathly silence!
Only his heavy breathing.
I don't know how long it took.
The Eighth Prince turned his eyes and landed on a line of words in the corner of the painting: "Broken Dragon Returns, Night King!"
"It was because of these six words back then that the Ye family..."
The Eighth Prince paused.
The body trembles involuntarily!
"hiss!"
Goosebumps all over his body: "Dragon Return? The Night King?"
"Return of the Broken Dragon!!! The Night King!!!"
"Could it be that it's not about the Night King back then, but... now?!!!"
In an instant!
A flash of thunder flashed out, and there were many shadows of thunder!
Boom-!
After a loud bang.
Ye Beichen had already appeared in front of Mr. Xiang, crushed by the Broken Dragon Sword in his hand!
"Grass!!!"
Xiang Lao roared angrily, his face contorted with anger: "A mere Emperor Wu dares to be so presumptuous in front of this old man?"
"To the old man to die!!!"
Zhou Luoli's pretty face changed color: "Shoot, protect my junior brother!"
"Yes!"
The two old women behind Zhou Luoli made a move and rushed out in an instant.
Mu Qianqian was dumbfounded.
Ye Beichen is also too courageous, dare to take the initiative to attack the holy class?
"Get the hell out of here!!!"
Xiang Lao let out a yell.
A blood-colored gust of wind rolled around his body!
Two old women landed on Ye Beichen's left and right sides: "Master Ye, don't mess around!"
"This person's strength is terrifying, you are no match for him!"
Ye Beichen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, killing him is like slaughtering a dog!"
next second.
Ye Beichen appeared in front of Mr. Xiang, smashing the broken dragon sword in his hand!
Seeing this scene, Mr. Xiang narrowed his eyes: "Little guy, you will pay for your arrogance!!!"
He didn't take Broken Dragon Sword seriously at all.
Raise your hand and grab it directly!
The corner of Ye Beichen's mouth twitched, and he said two words silently: "Idiot!"
If Xiang Lao pulls from a long distance, at the speed of the middle stage of the holy class!
Ye Beichen might not be able to touch him!
He deliberately provoked Mr. Xiang, just to make him face off against Duanlongjian!
Mr. Xiang still hasn't heard what these two words are!
puff!
The moment the palm touched the Broken Dragon Sword, it directly turned into a blood mist!
With a scream: "Ah!!! My hand!"
The Broken Dragon Sword continued to fall!
boom! ! !
An earth-shattering bang!
Xiang Lao flew out like a dead dog, and his body pulled out a deep ravine on the ground!
puff! ! !
A mouthful of black blood spewed out!
The two old women were stunned, looking at Ye Beichen in shock.
What did they see?
A young man in the realm of Emperor Wu defeated an elder of the Blood Cloud Sect with a single sword? ! ! !
Mu Qianqian was beyond shocked: "What realm is he?" '
Zhou Luoli looked shocked: "Huh? Junior brother, he..."
Swish!
The Eighth Prince stared.
In addition to being shocked, he was also staring at the Broken Dragon Sword in Ye Beichen's hand!
"This sword...? Hiss!!!"
The pupils contracted.
Leave the Grand Master's Mansion without hesitation!
"You...your aura is clearly at the level of Emperor Wudi, how is this possible..."
Xiang Lao's old body was trembling, and he got up with one hand covering his chest.
A horrible wound appeared on his shoulder!
Flesh torn!
Bloody!
All the muscles and veins are broken!
Dantian was shattered abruptly by Ye Beichen's sword!
He recalled the scene just now, the two words that Ye Beichen spit out seemed to be: Stupid?
Ye Beichen looked at Elder Xiang coldly: "Nothing is impossible!"
Da da da!
Walking step by step, like the god of death coming!
Elder Xiang yelled in fright: "I said, Bai Chatian and Song Yuying happen to be my nephews!"
"Blood Cloud Sect has a secret method to know their location!"
Ye Beichen looked down at Mr. Xiang and didn't speak.
Mr. Xiang hurriedly said, "Finding their location requires a blood curse!"
"But all the veins and veins in my body are broken, and I have no real energy, so I can't use it anymore."
"Isn't that easy?"
Ye Beichen shot directly.
Nine silver needles fell.
Instantly submerged in Xiang Lao's body!
In an instant.
Xiang Lao can actually stand up!
The originally broken tendons were actually connected.
Even the cracks on the dantian are recovering.
"what?"
The two old women brought by Zhou Luoli were stunned.
"how come?"
Mu Qianqian was stunned, with a shocked expression on her face.
What kind of shocking medical technique is this?
Zhou Luoli glanced at Ye Beichen unexpectedly: "It seems that the younger brother has completely learned the thirteen stitches of the ghost gate!" '
"With so many teachers and sisters, he alone has the best talent, and he has learned the complete thirteen needles of the ghost gate, right?" '
Mr. Xiang looked in disbelief: "This... how did you do it?"
Ye Beichen looked at him coldly: "You talk too much nonsense!"
Mr. Xiang didn't dare to neglect.
He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Several weird runes were drawn on the ground!
Om-!
The runes light up.
Just a second passed.
The rune went out instantly!
Old Xiang's face changed drastically: "How is it possible!"
Ye Beichen frowned: "What's wrong?"
Mr. Xiang swallowed a mouthful of foam: "My lord, the runes are extinguished, these two... are dead..."
"What did you say?"
Ye Beichen changed color.
A shocking killing intent enveloped Mr. Xiang: "Do you know what will happen if you lie to me?"
Mr. Xiang was as frightened as a quail, and his whole body was soaked in sweat: "Master, how dare I lie to you!"
"I swear with the heart of martial arts that this is true, these two people are really dead!"
Ye Beichen's face turned black instantly!
Chalk Sky and Soong Yuying are dead?
Wouldn't Zhou Ruoyu and Xia Ruoxue be in danger?
Ye Beichen's voice seemed to come from hell: "What use are you? Go and bury them with them!"
Boss Xiang yelled: "My lord, wait! Please wait!"
"I still have a secret method here, you can see the scene before the two people died!"
Ye Beichen said coldly: "Then what are you waiting for?!!!"
"Yes!"
Mr. Xiang hurriedly started, and spewed out a mouthful of blood again!
Runes made of blood flickered.
Burn a fire!
A picture emerged in the firelight.
There are towering trees everywhere!
A scene of a primitive jungle appeared in the picture.
Ye Beichen was surprised: "This is the World of Warcraft Forest?"
next second.
A beautiful figure appeared on the screen.
She crushed the throats of Bai Chatian and Song Yuying, and took away Zhou Ruoyu and Xia Ruoxue!
"This……"
The moment Ye Beichen saw this beautiful figure.
A look of disbelief: "How could it be her?"
……
After the Eighth Prince left, he returned to the palace.
Into the depths of a secret room.
Press a dark space.
Rumble!
There was a sound of an organ.
A black metal cabinet appeared, and he opened it carefully.
An ancient yellowed picture scroll appeared in front of my eyes.
Open the scroll!
A young man stepped on a blood dragon and stood with a sword in his hand!
The face of the man in the picture has long been blurred.
The sword in his hand was very strange, its whole body was pitch black, and a black dragon hovered around it!
"It's exactly the same!"
The Eighth Prince's body trembled: "The sword in this kid's hand, and the aura of dominating me!"
"It's exactly the same as the person in the painting!!!"
The Eighth Prince's breath was short of breath.
The chamber fell into deathly silence!
Only his heavy breathing.
I don't know how long it took.
The Eighth Prince turned his eyes and landed on a line of words in the corner of the painting: "Broken Dragon Returns, Night King!"
"It was because of these six words back then that the Ye family..."
The Eighth Prince paused.
The body trembles involuntarily!
"hiss!"
Goosebumps all over his body: "Dragon Return? The Night King?"
"Return of the Broken Dragon!!! The Night King!!!"
"Could it be that it's not about the Night King back then, but... now?!!!"
