The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

"Oh!"

Hearing the explosion, Xiao Yue frowned, and the contempt on his face gradually became serious.

As the saying goes, a connoisseur can tell at a glance whether he has made a move or not.

Ye Qijue's sword light just now was so majestic that even Xiao Yue, a ninth-level Saint King, had palpitations in his heart.

Xiao Yue still didn't understand that Ye Qijue's fame in the Canglan world, his ability to fight one against four in the secret territory of the East China Sea, and finally kill the four saints, did not rely on luck, but on his true strength.

After noticing this scene, Xiao Yue said to his companion Wang Yuan with his spiritual consciousness: "Senior Brother Wang, we will go all out next. This place is not far from Taiyi Holy Land. If there is a protracted and fierce battle, the battle situation will be terrible. It’s not good for us!”

The two people who were originally hiding near the purple gold sand mine were preparing to secretly attack the Taiyi Holy Land disciples and the Holy King who were coming.

The two believed that no holy king in the same territory could resist the two joining forces.

As long as the sneak attack is successful, he will hide in the mountains and quietly return to the sect to receive the reward.

However, the appearance of Ye Qijue broke the two people's original plan.

After all, Ye Qijue is very valuable in Hunyuan Holy Land. If he is killed, maybe the two of them can break through to the Holy Emperor.

When Wang Yuan heard this, he nodded and said: "It is best to fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams!"

Looking at the two people who were so stunned, Ye Qijue sneered from the bottom of his heart.

He secretly channeled the surging mana in the inner world, and then raised his hand and turned it over to sacrifice the divine weapon to protect the Tao.

With the Great Luo Divine Sword in his hand, Ye Qijue's aura changed drastically, and his whole body was like a sharp sword with an emerging edge.

Xiao Yue looked at the magic weapon in Ye Qijue's hand with fiery eyes, and he sarcastically said: "My son Ye Qijue, if you obediently lead your neck to be killed, I can still leave your whole body intact!"

Ye Qijue said in a deep voice: "Seeking death!"

Before he finished speaking, the Great Luo Divine Sword in his hand was activated. He raised his hand and slashed with several sword rainbows carrying the aura of destruction.

Stab it!

The terrifying sword light pierced the sky like a waning moon, and the void within dozens of miles trembled.

When Xiao Yue saw this, he became wary. He quickly threw the small tripod-shaped spiritual treasure in his hand into the sky!

I saw the small tripod-shaped spiritual treasure rising in the wind in an instant, turning into the size of a mountain in an instant, with the light shining on it like an immortal mountain.

Several rays of sword light struck the Lingbao hard, erupting into a violent shock wave that instantly leveled the mountains within ten miles to the ground!

This small cauldron, which was the size of a mountain, also suffered heavy damage at this moment. It was filled with cracks and its light was dim.

The Lingbao was damaged, and Xiao Yue, as the owner of the small tripod, naturally felt uncomfortable.

He immediately vomited blood, as if his shoulders were pressed down by a mountain, and he was immediately injured.

After a brief fight, Xiao Yue secretly said in his heart: "No! Why is this boy so powerful?"

Just one strike of the sword made him, a ninth-grade holy king, bleed!

At this moment, Xiao Yue couldn't help but feel a strong sense of vigilance in his heart.

However, the battle has begun and it is impossible to retreat. Xiao Yue can only grit his teeth and persist.

He raised his hand to seal the secret, and the cultivation level of the ninth-grade Saint King soared into the sky. In an instant, the light burst out in his hand, as bright as the sun.

Xiao Yue rushed out with a quick step, and the hand that flashed with dazzling light slammed over.

boom!

A deafening explosion resounded across the sky.

I saw a fist light the size of a millstone suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yue, striking through the air at an extremely fast speed, shattering the void along the way like a mirror!

When Wang Yuan on the other side saw this, he raised the Lingbao long stick in his hand high, and then struck at him with a powerful force like a broken bamboo.

"Hmph! How dare you try your best with a small skill!" Ye Qijue shouted coldly.

He was holding the Great Luo Divine Sword, and the sword intent was surging all over his body, as strong as the oven of heaven and earth.

Especially the sky-reaching sword heart was beating surgingly at this moment, and countless profound sword intentions poured into the Great Luo Divine Sword, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

At this moment, the aura on Ye Qijue's body rose rapidly, and he seemed to have reached the state where man and sword merged into one.

"cut!"

Ye Qijue shouted loudly, and took out the Great Luo Divine Sword in his hand. The violent sword intent tore apart everything along the way, and struck down hard with thousands of thunderbolts.

The light of Xiao Yue's fist was instantly broken into pieces and turned into little spiritual lights that dissipated in the air.

The power of the dazzling sword rainbow did not diminish, and it galloped away at an extremely fast speed.

When Xiao Yue and Wang Yuan saw that their magical powers were easily broken into pieces, their faces suddenly changed with fright, and their souls emerged.

Ye Qijue's sudden burst of sword intent really made the two of them feel that death was lingering.

Especially Xiao Yue, he couldn't understand at all. It was clear that Ye Qijue's cultivation level was not high and he was only a sixth-grade Saint King. Why was his combat power so strong?

At the moment when he was stunned, the sword rainbow had already rushed towards him.

Seeing the sword light so close at hand, Xiao Yue's scalp went numb. He wanted to tear it apart immediately, split the void, and ran away for his life.

however.

How could Ye Qijue do as he wished?

The reason why a kendo master is a kendo master is that he understands kendo to the extreme!

Realizing that Xiao Yue and the two were planning to escape, Ye Qijue rushed out with a single step, his terrifying sword intent rising up, quickly sealing off the space within dozens of miles.

Xiao Yue, who was about to tear apart the void and escape, suddenly found that the space had become extremely solid.

At this time, he still didn't understand that the space was blocked.

At this moment, Xiao Yue was completely panicked.

He said in horror: "Ye Qijue, you can't kill me!!"

Ye Qi was unmoved. The sword light struck with the force, and the sharp sword energy was like chopping melons and vegetables, quickly splitting Xiao Yue's body in half.

Under the surging sword intent, Xiao Yue's soul only struggled for a few breaths, and then completely died.

Seeing Xiao Yue die in the blink of an eye, Wang Yuan next to him suddenly broke into a cold sweat, his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he was unable to move at all.

Without any hesitation, he immediately begged for mercy: "King Ye Sheng, I am willing to surrender..."

Even Xiao Yue, who was stronger than him and possessed the ninth-level Holy King cultivation level, had fallen. Wang Yuan did not dare to expect that he could fight back.

The only way before him was surrender.

However, it was a pity that Ye Qijue did not intend to let him go.

Now that the two Holy Lands are at war, any mercy from Our Lady's heart may turn into a boomerang to fight back in the future!

The galloping Great Luo Divine Sword instantly decapitated Wang Yuan's head!

The headless corpse fell from the clouds, like a bird with broken wings.

After dealing with these two holy kings, Ye Qijue restrained his cultivation and summoned the Great Luo Divine Sword back.

Immediately afterwards, he waved and plundered the storage rings of the two Holy Kings, and obtained more than a dozen eighth-grade elixirs and a lot of divine crystals and iron.

After doing this, Ye Qijue released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the purple gold sand veins at the foot of the circle. There was no trace of any disciples from the Hunyuan Holy Land. He then changed direction and returned to Qinghe City.

After returning to Qinghe City and telling the sect about the recovery of the mine veins, Ye Qijue got up again and headed to Mingyang City.

Mingyang City is close to Hunyuan Holy Land, and Ye Qijue estimates that the battle situation there will be more complicated.