Martial Arts Emperor

Within the royal family, a roar exploded instantly.

In an instant, many people walked out. They looked at the man suspended in mid-air, their faces filled with deep awe.

"saint?"

"There are saints in our Qianling Empire?"

"who is he?"

"This is Old Prince Qianxuan?"

"There are many portraits in the royal family. A hundred years ago, Prince Qianxuan disappeared and never came back. Everyone thought he was dead. They set up a memorial tablet for him in the ancestral hall and hung the portrait on it. I am in charge of the ancestral hall. Cleaning, so we often see him. The appearance of this saint is very similar to the old prince Qianxuan."

At this moment, the saint suspended in mid-air said slightly: "I didn't expect that after a hundred years, there would still be people who remember my name."

With a sound, everyone in the royal family immediately knelt down and said: "Old Prince Qianxuan, I hope you will take charge of the overall situation. My royal family..."

Qianxuan's eyes narrowed. He had been pure for a hundred years. He devoted himself to cultivation and had just stepped into the holy realm with the help of the holy power of the royal family. Now he didn't want to listen to too much nonsense from these people and said directly: "Where is that person?"

"Inside the treasure house!" said the royal servants present.

call out!

Qian Xuan's figure moved and he immediately stepped towards the royal family's treasure house.

Inside the treasure house, Ye Yan's expression was extremely condensed.

When the holy power comes, the saint must come in person.

Ye Yan had never felt this aura before, and it was not from Chu Baiying, Wan Chen, Yi Xiao, Yun Feixue and others.

For a moment, Ye Yan also smiled bitterly: "It can't really be a coincidence, right? Is there really a saint in the Qianling Empire?"

boom!

At this moment, a roar sounded, and the holy power fell and overturned the treasure house. Ye Yan jumped out of it and appeared in the square inside the royal family.

"Did you kill Qian Yue and the others?"

"Oh, they are really going backwards as they live, and they are actually killed by a young boy?"

"It's also my fault that I have kept a low profile these years.

It doesn’t matter if you only want to take a further step in the path of cultivation... Now that they are dead, the Holy Spirit will take over the Thousand Spirits Empire today. As for you...die! "

Qian Xuan shouted.

He didn't care what the reason was, nor who Ye Yan was, or why he was fighting against the royal family of the Qianling Empire.

In the eyes of a saint, do reasons matter?

In Qian Xuan's eyes, thousands of people are like ants. How can he talk to ants?

"kill!"

A voice sounded, and Shengwei turned into a sword and fell directly towards Ye Yan.

It was just a random attack, but spiritual power permeated all directions, and a sword seemed to be able to cut mountains. This was a saint's attack, so terrifying!

"open!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Yan clenched his teeth and exploded his physique.

He has now reached the ninth-level spiritual stage, and his spiritual power is extremely pure. He can suppress the competition between the first-level half-saint and the second-level half-saint. Now his physical fitness is enough to fight against the sixth-level half-saint.

But that's not enough!

The other party is a true saint and can easily crush a semi-saint to death.

Ye Yan had no choice but to swallow an elixir. The elixir entered his body and enhanced Ye Yan's momentum by one point, enabling him to compete with the seventh-level semi-saint.

Hold the holy weapon and become stronger.

Even if the Eighth Level Half Saint is here, Ye Yan is not afraid.

He held the Emperor's Sword in his hand, slashed out suddenly, and touched the opponent's sword.

clang!

A crisp sound sounded, and Ye Yan's body suddenly trembled, blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, even his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Even an eighth-level semi-saint is not on the same level as a saint.

The opponent's random attack almost killed Ye Yan.

"It does have some power. No wonder Qian Yue and the others died in your hands. I have never heard of a young man doing this for thousands of years. It's a pity that he is just a young man after all!" Only now did Qian Xuan look at Ye Yan.

But it was just a slight glance!

The next moment, he waved his palm again, and then a powerful aura was released from his body. The sword that emerged was even bigger, and the sword aura was so strong that it could be clearly seen even in the square in the imperial capital.

"With one strike of the sword, Ye Yan will die!"

"Master takes action, who can resist?"

"Under the Holy Power, all geniuses must bow their heads." Some disciples wearing special clothes said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qi Guang and others clenched their fists. The Holy Power was so vast that they could not even take a step into the royal family. The pressure was simply beyond their ability to bear. Moreover, even if they entered in the face of absolute power, they would not be able to fight against the Saint. .

"well!"

At this moment, all I could do was sigh.

"Brother Ye is afraid..." .??.

"Pity!"

"Are we going to die here too?"

"Those people just said that they are disciples of the saint? They can't kill the saint, but they can kill his disciples. It can be regarded as avenging Brother Ye. We won't lose even if we die!" For a moment, Qi Guang and the other two people held weapons and pointed directly at the man wearing the clothes. Disciples in special clothes rushed over.

"How dare you take action?"

"We are disciples of the saints!"

Qi Guang sneered: "You are the ones who will be killed!"

"We are all going to die, why do we care about your status?"

boom!

In an instant, Qi Guang and the others took off their heads.

The cultivators of the Qianling Empire here took a deep breath and did not dare to say any more.

Their eyes were also looking towards the royal family. Unfortunately, the royal wall was extremely high and they could not see everything clearly.

Within the royal family, facing

With this sword move, Ye Yan sighed.

There is no other way, now we can only use the venerable weapon!

Even the noble martial arts Nine Extremes Thunder will be of no avail. The power of the saint can only be rivaled by the noble weapon.

"out!"

Thinking of this, Ye Yan let out a low shout in his heart.

Buzz!

In an instant, light flashed and the golden ancient pagoda appeared in front of Ye Yan.

"town!"

Ye Yan activated it and roared.

boom!

Glowing with golden light, the ancient pagoda rushed towards Qian Xuan fiercely, colliding with the opponent's sword.

A shocking sound suddenly spread out, and the eardrums of many cultivators in the Imperial Capital Square trembled, and then they heard the sound of houses collapsing.

"Shengwei, is this so?"

"Ye Yan is afraid that he will never die again." Some cultivators from Qianling Empire whispered.

But among the royal family, Qian Xuan's face was pale, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of shock. Even his body fell to the ground, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Yan. This time he was really starting. Take it seriously.

"Honored weapon!"

"You actually possess a noble weapon!"

"Ah……"

Qianxuan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately spoke again: "Unfortunately, you are not a saint, and you cannot display the true power of the venerable weapon. According to your power, if you were a semi-saint, I am afraid that you will be damaged here today." , but your real realm is the Nine Layers of Spiritual Platform, right?"

"This level is completely different from mine. Even if you have an extraordinary physique and have an honorable weapon in your hand, you cannot compete with a saint."

"The sword destroys the mountain!"

At this time, Qian Xuan shouted.

Although he suffered serious injuries under the venerable weapon, it was not fatal. Now that the holy martial arts is being used, this force will definitely kill Ye Yan.