It was a thin sword as thin as a needle, with a blue light glowing on it, as if it had been poisoned.
"It's really a leaky house and it rains all night."
Chen Yang had known for a long time that the affairs in the Zhenbei Palace were unclear, but he did not expect that a thunderstorm would occur at this time.
And instead of suppressing it through official force, assassins were actually sent.
The princess and madam in Zhenbei Prince's Mansion are just like this, just a little family.
"Leng Shan, since you have arrived in Longmen County, you know that Longmen today is a place of right and wrong, a place of chaos."
"You are so proud of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, so you want to get involved in it?"
"Look back and be careful of Lord Long's wrath, and go towards King Zhenbei."
Chen Yang stimulated Leng Shan casually, and the cold light flashed again, this time shaking from side to side, heading straight towards his eyes.
"Clang~"
Chen Yang had a mirror on his left and right hands, which swatted at Leng Shan's rapier like a fly.
In an instant, the thin sword broke and Leng Shan appeared, looking at Chen Yang across the stone table.
Only then did Chen Yang see clearly what Leng Shan looked like.
His features were pretty, but his face was covered with scars.
Those scars are criss-crossed, some are new and some are old. They don't seem to have happened recently, but rather they seem to have accumulated over the past ten years.
"How do you understand how powerful the King of Zhenbei is."
"What about Dragon Lord?"
"If he dares to come to the palace, King Zhenbei can destroy him with a flip of his palm."
Leng Shan said matter-of-factly.
Chen Yang was completely shocked.
In this world, no matter whether they are humans, demons, demons or immortals, everyone respects the Dragon Lord.
When Longjun was in charge of Longmen County, his name was Haiyan Heqing.
As soon as he left, the demons started dancing wildly.
This alone shows how terrifying, powerful and intimidating the Dragon King is.
But in Lengshan Pass, King Zhenbei was able to kill such a powerful Dragon King with a flip of his palm.
Is Chen Yang too ignorant, or is Leng Shan too blind to the King of Zhenbei?
"Chen Yang, do you, a bastard like you, deserve the surname Chen?"
Leng Shan continued to say sadly: "If it weren't for the Zhu family's betrayal dog, which has been dragging me for the past two days, otherwise you would have died long ago."
"You actually secretly learned the martial arts from King Zhenbei and became a nondescript person. It's really disgusting."
You are disgusting.
Your whole family is disgusted.
Chen Yang bowed to Lengshan's logic.
Then, he suddenly noticed something and asked in surprise: "What do you mean by saying that I secretly learned the martial arts of Zhenbei Prince's Palace?"
The human immortal martial arts that Chen Yang really relies on now to fight his enemies are the Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique.
What does this have to do with Zhenbei Palace?
"How dare you, bastard, to prevaricate? With your roulette martial arts plan, didn't you secretly learn the Six Paths of Reincarnation from King Zhenbei?!"
What?
Wait, how does he know about the reincarnation disk of the heavens? And he understands it as the martial arts of human beings and immortals.
Chen Yang pondered for a moment and suddenly realized.
The Zhu family, the county magistrate, is indeed not an ordinary person.
He not only dragged Leng Shan back, but also took Leng Shan with him to play peeping with Chen Yang.
In the past few days, the Zhu family has been spying on Chen Yang's actions in a way that Chen Yang does not understand.
Only then was it possible to see the traces of the reincarnation disk of the heavens, and make Leng Shan mistakenly think that it was the human-immortal martial arts secretly learned from King Zhenbei.
Chen Yang did not explain the meaning of this to Leng Shan, and said with a half-smile: "The Six Paths of Reincarnation, the human immortal martial arts that King Zhenbei is most proud of?
I really want to see how unique it is."
Leng Shan reached out and opened the front of his clothes, revealing his chest, which was also covered in scars, and scratched the chest with his nails.
In an instant, a drop of crystal clear, bright red blood that seemed to be finely carved from blood coral and condensed like lead and mercury emerged from the wound on his chest.
As soon as the blood droplets came out, they floated in the air, and the power of the majestic energy and blood caused the temperature of the entire courtyard to rise.