Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Jueying was shocked, shouted "Your Majesty", and rushed forward with a group of secret guards.

For ordinary people, these people are indeed masters, but in front of this old man, they are like a small tree shaking a tree, a mantis trying to block a car, and they are completely vulnerable.

The old man waved his robe sleeves, and everyone fell to the ground as if their acupoints had been stabbed halfway.

Ye Zhan was startled and hurriedly knelt down.

He could subdue dozens of secret guards in one move. This person's martial arts can only be described as unfathomable.

"Senior, show mercy. Jing Yu is the king of a country. If the senior needs blood, he can use the junior's."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you negotiate terms with me."

The old man waved his robe sleeves, and Ye Zhan flew out immediately.

In front of such a powerful person, even if he tried his best, he could not move even a little bit.

Ye Zhan fell to the ground, suddenly feeling helpless.

Moreover, this old man seems to be unreasonable. What should we do?

Ye Jingyu was also anxious and angry. He thought the old man was here to help him, but unexpectedly he wanted to kill himself.

He used all his strength to slap the old man on the chest.

But he felt that the palm seemed to hit cotton, making no sound, and all the force was removed.

Ye Jingyu had never faced such an opponent before, and an inexplicable fear surged out of his heart, but he soon overcame it.

He had drank the water from the spiritual spring, and had undergone menstrual cleansing and marrow removal. This old man's skills were just a little weird, just like those of the Dongliu people, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Holding his breath and concentrating, he carried the skills entrusted to him by his master throughout his body, and struck out with one palm, with a faint sound of dragon's roar in the palm wind.

The old man narrowed his eyes and let go of his hand, but his voice became even more angry.

"This bitch, he really gave this technique to you, you and he both deserve to die."

With a sweep of his robe sleeves, an overwhelming strength hit his head, as if he could beat Ye Jingyu into a pulp with just a little more strength.

If his blood hadn't been needed, he would have been a corpse.

The old man's eyes showed hatred, but he still withdrew his attack.

"Wait until I take all your blood and then cut you into pieces."

She didn't see how his steps moved, but he had already appeared in front of Ye Jingyu.

"No."

Ye Zhan flew over and with a flash of sword light, a sword net of flashing green light covered the old man's vital points.

The old man groaned.

"Tian Yuan Sword Technique, are you Old Ghost Xu's apprentice?"

Ye Zhan didn't dare to talk while he was distracted, and his sword movement became a little faster.

The old man snorted coldly and said: "I didn't expect that Old Ghost Xu would actually accept a member of the royal family as his apprentice. Could it be that he has a charming heart and wants to be involved in the world of mortals?"

Immediately, the sleeves of his robe turned around and wrapped around the sword, which was as sharp as iron as mud. It was like a steel bar and an iron lock, and it did not move at all.

"Even if your master stands in front of me, he wouldn't dare to make a mistake, let alone you, who won't back down from me."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhan saw the sleeves of his robe spread out like a snake. Then, he felt someone slapped his chest, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Uncle!"

Ye Jingyu started Qinggong and hugged Ye Zhan. He immediately raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Old man, don't push me too hard."

The old man sneered and asked, "So what?"

Ye Jingyu let go of Ye Zhan, who was standing firm, and said calmly: "I can't do anything to you, but I can let my blood drain away so that you don't get a drop."

His face was calm, his eyes were shining, and he showed no fear.

Looking at this face with clear lines and extraordinary handsomeness, a hint of appreciation flashed in the old man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"You dare to threaten me. If I want to take you away, no one can stop me."

The old man took a step forward. His loose robes moved without any wind, and his cold mask emitted a strange light in the sunlight.

Ye Jingyu was born in the royal family. Although he was not favored since childhood, he still had his pride. The king of a country was played with like this, and he felt sad and angry in his heart.

He suddenly raised his palm and slapped it on the top of his head.

Even if he died, he would not fulfill this old monster's wish.

"you dare."

The old man felt angry and slapped Ye Jingyu away. With a little step, he floated over again like lightning.

At this time, a dog barked from a distance, and the white shadow jumped up in the air and rushed towards the masked old man.

The old man flicked his long sleeve, and the dog immediately fell out with a squeal.

This dog is Bai Xue who brought Yin Qingxuan here. Although it is close to Yin Qingxuan, it has never forgotten that Ye Jingyu is its owner.

Seeing that his master was in trouble, he rolled around on the ground and rushed up with a howl.

The old man snorted coldly.

"Good beast."

With a snap, he slapped the dog away again, stretched out his left hand from his sleeve, and grabbed Ye Jingyu.

"stop!"

An exclamation came, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Ye Jingyu.

She grabbed the lapel of Ye Jingyu's clothes and prepared to enter the space, but found that the space was restricted by a powerful force.

Yin Qingxuan was shocked. She had never encountered such a thing before.

Who is this old man?

She couldn't even enter the space.

The air around her seemed to solidify in an instant, and even her whole body seemed to be trapped in a quagmire.

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help turning her face and looked at Ye Jingyu.

The two of them had a clear understanding of each other, and when they looked at each other, they knew what the other was thinking.

I didn't expect that this person could control Xuan'er's space. What kind of monster is this.

The old man was obviously a little impatient.

"I'm only looking for him. I don't want to hurt anyone else. Please step back!"

"This is my husband. If senior wants to hurt him, I will not agree."

Yin Qingxuan stood in front of Ye Jingyu, her pretty face blushing abnormally because she was walking too hastily.

"Then let me try to see how much you weigh."

The old man put his right hand behind his back and drew a Tai Chi-like semicircle with his left hand. A circular air mask formed a substance in the air and pressed directly towards Yin Qingxuan.

Ye Jingyu knew how powerful the old man was, and he also knew that Yin Qingxuan was injured, so how could he keep her in front of him.

He gathered his inner strength, grabbed Yin Qingxuan's shoulders, and threw her behind him. When he raised his head, the energy had already hit him heavily.

Ye Jingyu felt his chest churn, his mouth tasted sweet, and a wisp of blood floated out from the corner of his lips.

"Ayu!"

Yin Qingxuan ran a few steps and supported Ye Jingyu's shaky body.

Ye Jingyu smiled.

"Xuan'er, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

"Also said it's okay."

Seeing the blood still pouring from the corner of Ye Jingyu's mouth, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but panic.

He and Ye Zhan were both rare masters. In front of this old man, they had no power to fight back.

What kind of terrifying existence is this?

When he was upset, the old man spoke again.

"Little girl, get out of here quickly, don't bring trouble to yourself."