There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

Xiong Taiping was unmoved and continued: "If the princess spares Mr. Jiang today, everyone can talk things over and be happy. If the princess insists on having her own way, Xiong has always been reckless, so he may not care about too many rules!"

Ye Qingchen said: "Xiong Taiping, you said so many treacherous words to the princess today and revealed your intention to assassinate her. It's enough to make you die a hundred times."

"Treason? Bullshit!" Xiong Taiping said disdainfully, "I only know that the weak eat the strong, and strength is king."

Ye Qingchen nodded and sneered: "It seems that although you have turned into a human form, you are still a beast inside. Since you want to speak with strength, I will let you see what true strength is!"

Xiong Taiping looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to challenge.

"Boy, don't blame me for not warning you. Your cultivation level is one level lower than mine, and you are no match for me. It is not easy for you to cultivate to the early stage of the Golden Core at your age. Do you really want to do this for the sake of glory in the world? And compromised his extraordinary talent?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you won't survive today no matter what!"

When Ye Qingchen said this, he had already mobilized the power of the spiritual stones he carried, and had already pulled out a spiritual sword in front of him, pointing directly at Xiong Taiping.

Xiong Taiping frowned, already keenly aware that his opponent's strength was not as low as he imagined.

He jumped into the air, swept his body back, and flew straight into the palace courtyard, with a spiritual shield already built up on his body.

It's too late, but it's soon. He raised his right hand in the air, and a spiritual talisman flew out of his sleeve, turning into a spiritual barrier.

The moment Ye Qingchen's spiritual sword hit the spiritual barrier, it disappeared directly, as if it had been swallowed up.

The spiritual barrier was also broken by the spiritual sword. After being torn into pieces, it turned into visible fluctuations and rippled in the air.

Ye Qingchen's heart sank, he did not expect that this demon cultivator would be a talisman user again. And this spiritual barrier was actually broken while swallowing up his early-stage Golden Core Spirit Sword, which showed that the two were equally powerful.

This is strange! The other party is obviously a demon cultivator. It stands to reason that his cultivation level in the middle stage of Golden Core is only equivalent to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Why can he use such a high-level spiritual talisman?

If you want to use the magic of the talisman, your own cultivation must match it. It is only possible for high-level cultivation to drive spells of the same level or low-level. It is absolutely impossible for low-level cultivation to drive high-level spells.

He had the same question in the secret realm of Linqu Pass. The situation at that time was even more sinister. A true warrior with no cultivation level could directly use a sword talisman with mid-stage Golden Core strength.

But at this time, there is no time or energy to think carefully about the reasons.

He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore. The Dragon Song Sword was filled with spiritual power and he had already taken action. After the strength sword is infused with spiritual power, its strength will be slightly higher than that of the spiritual sword condensed with spiritual power.

At the same time, a bright black object flew out of Xiong Taiping's cuff, and suddenly grew in size in the air, turning into a square shield as tall as a person.

Fang Dun intercepted the Dragon Sword and locked horns in the air.

"Protect the princess!"

Only then did the Linzhou Army guards in the palace react, and they all ran towards this side. One wave rushed to the room, and the other wave attacked Xiong Taiping.

"A group of ants!"

Xiong Taiping smiled coldly, used his spiritual power with his right hand to support the shield weapon, and waved his left hand behind him.

A piece of spiritual talisman turned into a golden light, which immediately knocked away more than ten guards who came close to them. They fell to the ground and could not get up. They must have been disabled even if they were not dead.

Ye Qingchen drove the Dragon Sword and Xiong Taiping's shield weapon to rush right and left in the air, fighting each other.

The strength level of this shield weapon is comparable to that of the Dragon Sword.

But in order for the magic weapon to be of maximum effectiveness, it must be continuously provided with spiritual support. And Xiong Taiping's spiritual power control ability is obviously unable to keep up.

The shield was retreating steadily under the fierce attack of the Dragon Song Sword, and it seemed that it could no longer withstand it.

Xiong Taiping's expression gradually became serious, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He raised both hands, and his spiritual energy condensed into a white air column visible to the naked eye, firmly pressing against the shield.

Once the shield is knocked back or broken, the Dragon Sword will carry powerful spiritual power and strike at his head.

At this time, Yan Guinan had already picked up the sword on the ground and flew out of the house to attack.

Wei Dali and more than twenty guards also surrounded him.

"Get out of the way, you are no match for him, you will die if you come here!"

Ye Qingchen shouted loudly and waved his hand to block Yan Guinan from a distance.

Wei Dali gritted his teeth and ordered his guards to stand far away and shoot arrows at Xiong Taiping.

"It's you who are looking for death!"

Xiong Taiping freed up one hand and struck with another backhand. This time he did not use the spiritual talisman, but drew out his spiritual sword, swept out a fierce spiritual sword energy, and attacked Wei Dali.

Ye Qingchen knew that if those guards were hit by this sword light, even Wei Dali, who had entered the realm of true martial arts, might be cut into two pieces, not to mention the lower-strength sergeants behind him?

Ye Qingchen's figure suddenly moved in front of Wei Dali, and at the same time, the Dragon Song Sword had returned to his hand. A sword was swung out, and the same spiritual sword energy collided with Xiong Taiping's sword light, sparkling with dazzling light.

Wei Dali and the sergeants behind him were stunned on the spot. They knew that if Ye Qingchen hadn't saved him with all his strength, they would have met the King of Hell at this moment.

At this time, Ye Qingchen had already seen that without the use of spiritual talismans, Xiong Taiping's strength was no different from other demon cultivators, and they were all one level lower than his cultivation level.

Ye Qingchen's spiritual sword energy defeated Xiong Taiping's sword light, and still continued to move forward at a speed that could not be recognized by the naked eye. But the speed has been greatly reduced from when it was first sent.

Xiong Taiping hurriedly jumped into the air to avoid, and at the same time, he pulled out a talisman from his sleeve.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that you are actually a human cultivator. Although my strength is not as good as yours, my realm is higher than yours. With the help of the magic talisman, you can't beat me."

At this time, a chaotic pipa sound suddenly came from the room. It sounded extremely harsh, like a beginner strumming the strings randomly.

Xiong Taiping's expression was slightly startled, and he glanced in the direction of the sound. His hand holding the talisman paused in the air for a very brief moment.

A white light flashed before his eyes, and at the same time, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Finished!

When this thought flashed through his mind, he was already helpless.

Unable to mobilize his spiritual power, the spiritual talisman floated to the ground.

When he looked closely, the Long Yin Sword had returned to Ye Qingchen's hand. The blood droplets on the tip of the sword fell bit by bit, blooming into plum blossoms on the ground.

Shi Yingchun flew out with her pipa in her arms and stood in front of Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen's eyes were still watching Xiong Taiping's direction warily, while Shi Yingchun kept looking up and down at him worriedly.

"Master Ye, are you alright?"

When he saw Xiong Taiping lying on the ground without any movement, Ye Qingchen finally felt relieved.

He took Shi Yingchun's hand, shook it gently, and said affectionately: "Yingchun, thanks to you this time."

Shi Yingchun smiled sweetly and shook her head.

For the first time, she helped Ye Qingchen resolve the crisis in a real sense, and the joy in her heart was indescribable.

"I am not a vase or a spiritual stone, I am a person who is useful to Mr. Ye!" She thought to herself, feeling a strong sense of pride.