The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"killed!"

Yanchun Jun waved his hand, the wind was calm and he didn't care.

"Yes, my lord!"

The guards clasped their fists, retreated respectfully, then came to the dungeon and killed the farmer directly.

"If it weren't for my army to protect the entire Yan Kingdom, the enemy army would have rushed in. At that time, the people of Yan Kingdom will all die."

On the jeweled throne, Jun Yanchun drank bloody wine and said to himself, "It's just killing a father and daughter, so what's the point? I'm already very merciful."

After finishing the wine in the glass, Yanchun Jun stood up and walked around in the attic.

"This kind of peasant girl has no talent, she's just pure."

"After playing for one night, it's not interesting anymore. You have to find that kind of versatile and peerless beauty!"

Mr. Yanchun has countless daughters, and his appetite is hard to satisfy.

At this time the attic was pushed open again.

call out!

A stern middle-aged man in a fine attire stood in front of Lord Yanchun and reported respectfully, "My lord, there is news from a secret agent that the crown prince entered the palace to face the saint just now, and the king seems not very happy."

"Huh? Is Yandan's face holy?"

Yanchun Jun was slightly startled, moved his fat body, sat back on the throne, and asked: "What is he doing in the palace to face the saint, what's going on?"

It has been some time since Yan Dan escaped from Xianyang of Qin State to Jicheng of Yan State.

This man is both civil and military, and he is the heir to the throne in the future. It is really no small matter. Lord Yanchun will pay special attention to his every move, and has already sent people to spy on him.

"My lord, it happened like this."

"The crown prince recently heard that Confucianism had a vision of heaven and earth, that Han Chenjian defeated Cao Qiudao, and that the little sage Zhuang was fighting against Qi. He thought it was an opportunity for Yan."

"So he advised the king to win over Han Chen as soon as possible, and don't miss the opportunity."

The stern middle-aged man treats Yanchun the king.

Hearing this, Lord Yanchun frowned immediately, "This Yandan was once a hostage in Qin State, and Han Chen also lived in Xianyang for a long time, they probably met once, if Yandan gets Han Chen's help, it will be extremely bad for me .”

"My lord, you don't have to worry about this. The prince's suggestion has already been rejected by the king." The middle-aged man said coldly.

Rejected?

Jun Yanchun smiled slightly.

The grim middle-aged reported: "Recently, Meiji's old illness has relapsed, and the king is in a state of disarray. He even reprimanded the prince, saying that he thinks about unrealistic things all day long, and punished him to go to the ancestral temple to think about it."

"Go to the ancestral temple and think about it?"

"Our Royal Highness, I'm afraid life will be difficult, hahaha..."

"Jueying, you did a good job."

Yanchun Jun laughed heartily, and praised his subordinates for their ability to do things well.

Yan Dan is not welcome, so he is upright and carefree.

"It is Jueying's blessing to be able to share the worries of adults."

The stern middle-aged man clasped his fists with a very loyal expression.

Yanchun Jun waved his hand, feeling very good, "If there is nothing else, you can leave."

"My lord, I have one more thing to do."

Jueying looked at Yanchun Jun, and said respectfully: "The news came from Feixue Pavilion just now, and all the gifts sent by the lord have been returned."

what?

How dare she refuse my kindness!

Lord Yanchun frowned, clenched his fists and said, "In this city of Ji, no one dares to reject Yan, Fei Xuege is really bold."

"My lord, do you want Jueying to make a move and bring her here?"

Jueying is a master of the extreme realm, good at using two-handed daggers.

A dagger is a short weapon, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, and it needs to be fought close to the body. Anyone who dares to use a dagger is undoubtedly a master.

"No need!"

Yan Chunjun shook his head, and said: "Treat this kind of peerless beauty, you must not be rough, you must be sympathetic, and I will go to Feixue Pavilion in person when I find a chance in the future."

He is a veteran of Fengyue, and he is very good at dealing with women.

"Yes, my lord!"

Jueying nodded.

On the throne, Yanchun Jun's eyes were full of greed, and he shook his big palm, "The woman I'm eyeing, don't think she can't escape my palm."

……

Little Shengxian Village, on the training ground.

At the beginning of winter, it was getting colder and colder, and the wild geese returning to the south crossed the blue sky in groups, sometimes in the shape of a herringbone, sometimes in a straight line, and soon disappeared into the sky, only one sound of hooting echoed on the training ground .

Chi Chi Chi!

Han Chen stood in the center of the martial arts field, stretched out his right hand, and spread his palm. A stream of pure white sword energy floated on his palm, then flew away from his palm, and spun around his body at high speed.

"The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers! The swordsman is the leader of a hundred families!"

On the martial arts training ground where the red maple was floating, Han Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair fluttering, practicing the way of the Taishang Sword, slowly explaining the way of swordsmanship sentence by sentence.

"If you want to become a peerless swordsman, you must have an immortal sword heart!"

"If the heart of the sword is not destroyed, the sword will not be destroyed!"

Standing opposite Ji Yanran, Yan Lingji, and the three daughters of Dongjun, they were all engrossed in listening, with admiration in their eyes.

It has been more than ten days since Ji Yanran stayed in Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

In the past ten days, she had listened to Han Chen's lectures on swords, and confronted Han Chen with swords. It can be said that she had gained a lot. Her doubts were gradually eliminated, her mind became clear, and her sword skills improved a lot.

laugh!

"Okay, that's it for today."

After Han Chen finished explaining, he waved his hand to retract the Supreme Sword Qi.

The originally domineering and fierce sword energy turned into a ray of pure white true energy, which penetrated into Han Chen's palm, followed the meridian of the arm, and finally returned to the sea of ​​energy in the dantian.

"Every time I listen to the master's talk about swords, I suddenly realize that my previous self is really ridiculous."

Yan Lingji shook her head and said.

Han Chen talks about swords these days, and she has improved the most.

Although Ji Yanran and Dongjun have also improved, they are still in the realm of mythology, their dantians have already been liquefied, many things have already taken shape, and there is a limit to how they can improve.

Yan Lingji is only the top seven, like a piece of rough jade, it is very easy to carve, but the harvest is the most.

Ji Yanran looked at Han Chen and asked, "Sir, what shall we do next?"

After these days of contact, the relationship between her and Han Chen is no longer unfamiliar. They are both young people, and they are both sword cultivators, so they get along well with each other.

"Yan Ran, Qi State is known as the city of the sea. You have been here in Xiaoshengxian Village for so long, but you have never seen the sea. Let's go to the seaside today."

"Well, listen to sir."

Ji Yanran smiled slightly.

第120四章：顿悟，半步神话境界(1/3)

A gray round sun hangs quietly over the East China Sea.

The sky was gloomy, and the sea was a deep blue.

There is no grandeur on the sea, only tranquility and silence, just like a weather-beaten old man who has lost his youthful skin and left only a dignified heart.

"The sea in winter is very different from usual. It is more tranquil and deepest, so it also has the most charm."

Han Chen stood barefoot by the sea, letting the sea wash over his feet instead of standing on the water, because in this way, he could feel the temperature of the sea at close range.

"Is this the sea? It's so vast!"

Ji Yanran, who came to see the sea for the first time, expressed her sincere admiration.

Instead of wearing a long skirt, she changed into a strong outfit, adding a sense of heroism.

Like Han Chen, her trousers were rolled up to her knees. She stepped on the soft and cold sea sand with a pair of slender feet carved from jade. There is an indescribable taste.

Seeing the sea for the first time in my life.

For Ji Yanran, this is very memorable.

"Every time I watch the sea with my master, I feel very comfortable, and all my troubles are gone."

Yan Lingji stood barefoot in the sea, smiled and opened her arms, embracing the sea in front of her.

The elegant and noble Dong Jun was standing on the beach without getting into the water, and was silently watching Han Chen.

call!

The cold sea breeze gently blew through Dong Jun's beautiful hair, and the three thousand blue hairs fluttered with the wind. It seemed that it also took away her sorrow and made her smile a little.

"I grew up in the Yin Yang family since I was a child. I have gone through all kinds of trials and selections, and endured loneliness and darkness before I got to where I am today."

"Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor brought me only endless missions. I have never experienced this feeling before!"

The world only knows that Dongjun is a high-ranking and powerful man in the mythical realm, and behind him is a terrifying Yin-Yang family, but no one knows her inner loneliness and sorrow.

Ji Yanran stepped on the water, came to Han Chen's side, smiled gently, and said, "I heard that in the depths of the East China Sea, there is a fairy island, where immortals live, and if you get an elixir, you can live forever~々 .”

Xiandao?

Immortality?

Han Chen looked at Ji Yanran, shook his head and smiled, "It's just a rumor, it may not be true."

call!