The token that flew out exploded with huge power, the golden light was dazzling, and it suddenly hit Ye Sheng.
The halberd also followed, a two-pronged attack, the same as Ye Sheng's attack just now.
Ye Sheng watched coldly, facing such an attack, he remained motionless in the face of danger, his brows were glowing, that was the power of his soul.
The next moment, a bronze magic weapon flew out from Ye Sheng's eyebrows.
Alchemy Furnace of the Gods!
After being warmed up in Ye Sheng's soul for so long, the Alchemy Furnace of the Gods had also recovered somewhat. At this moment, facing huge pressure, it flew out of Ye Sheng's soul and hit the prince's token.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in mid-air, forcing Ye Sheng and Marquis Changle to retreat and stare with wide eyes.
"This is impossible!" Changlehou looked at it in horror, as his magic weapon exploded.
The explosion was caused by the prince's token being smashed into pieces by Ye Sheng's Alchemy Furnace of the Gods. It was like a stone hitting tofu, and it instantly fell apart.
After the Alchemy Furnace of the Gods smashed the prince's token, it slowly returned to Ye Sheng's soul and continued to nourish it.
Ye Sheng smiled, looked at Changle Hou, and said: "Now that you have no trump card, how can you fight me?"
"How is this possible? This is a genuine magic weapon. It is the top among innate magic weapons. How could you smash it?" Marquis Changle did not want to believe that the magic weapon he had always firmly believed in was so unbearable.
"Whether you want to believe it or not, I will definitely give you a bell today." Ye Sheng shouted coldly, bursting out with a rainbow of momentum.
Two terrifying beams of light shot out from his eyes, like two sharp swords, full of killing intent.
Ye Sheng holds the sword of all kinds in the world and kills with one sword.
Samsara Sword Technique!
One sword will lead to life, one sword will lead to death, and you will be reincarnated.
This sword made Changlehou hurriedly block it. At this moment, his morale had declined and he showed cowardice, even thinking of escaping.
But how could Ye Sheng let him get what he wanted? He struck out with thirty-six sword strikes one after another, forcing the Marquis of Changle to be in the defensive stage.
Without the token, he had no power to fight back in front of Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng shouted coldly: "I will lend you your good head to intimidate the entire Changle Street. From now on, this place will be under my control."
"You are dreaming. If you dare to kill me, the Third Prince will definitely not let you go. The Third Prince has many men. Why did you only give me the token? I have a mission here. If you dare to touch me, the Third Prince will definitely kill you.
Kill you." Changlehou said angrily.
"Then let him come. If he comes, I will kill one. If he comes, I will kill a pair. The third prince is nothing, I don't take him seriously." Ye Sheng said coldly. After leaving the cage of Xianyang, he was like a fish.
Entering the sea, you must work hard to grow, set off huge waves, and subvert the world.
"Go to hell." Marquis Changle was frightened and angry, and all his energy turned into a blow, hitting him hard. The halberd swept across and hit him directly. The force of a hundred thousand kilograms must have been there.
After this blow, Changle Hou turned around and ran away. He wanted to find helpers and could not continue fighting with Ye Sheng.
He is no match for Ye Sheng.
Marquis Changle knew that as long as he found help, Ye Sheng would definitely die.
Ye Sheng saw this and smiled sarcastically: "You think you can run away?"
The Netherworld River!
A long river that did not belong to the human world spread out in a mighty manner, and the halberd was blown away at once. Even a blow with a force of 100,000 kilograms could not withstand the mighty force of the Netherworld River.
The next moment, Ye Sheng followed the Netherworld River and came to the back of Changle Hou.
"How is this possible? You actually have such a weird move." Changlehou's eyes widened in horror.
His courage was gone.
"Suppress!" Ye Sheng said coldly. The Netherworld River roared, suppressing Chang Lehou in the square, and then slowly converged and poured into Ye Sheng's body.
Ye Sheng's body swayed. This Netherworld River consumes too much Qi. The Qi of five hundred people from the Eighth Heavenly Heaven was completely exhausted by this move. Fortunately, it was so powerful that it suppressed Marquis Changle in an instant.
Marquis Changle was so suppressed that his eyes were filled with stars, his whole body ached, and he had no fighting ability.
"Who are you? It's impossible for an ordinary person to have such fighting power." Changle Hou asked tremblingly.
He was defeated, completely defeated.
His strength is not as good as Ye Sheng's, his magic weapon is not as good as Ye Sheng's, and he can't even run away.
This made Changlehou despair.
"Tell me, what exactly did you do to help the third prince in the chaotic land?" Ye Sheng asked in a low voice.
"Don't even think about it, I won't tell you." Marquis Changle glared at Ye Sheng.
"Do you want to die?" Ye Sheng said coldly.
"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you. The third prince is destined to be the future emperor of Qin. You will definitely die after my death." Changle Hou became hardened at this time.
Ye Sheng narrowed his eyes and said, "You think I can't do anything if you don't tell me?"
Marquis Changle sneered, closed his mouth tightly, and looked sarcastically.
Ye Sheng was not angry and said: "He Hua, who is the most trusted person around Changle Marquis?"
He Hua was so excited that he immediately ran over and said like a dog-legger: "Sir, the person Chang Lehou trusts the most is of course his master."
"Who is it?" Ye Sheng turned his eyes and looked at the people in the entire mansion.
A skinny scholar's expression froze.
Marquis Changle became anxious and wanted to speak immediately.
Click!
Ye Sheng stepped down and directly crushed Changlehou's neck bone, and when he breathed out his true energy, he crushed Changlehou's heart.
Marquis Changle, die!
The whole place was silent, and Ye Sheng's cold behavior frightened everyone.
The innate master, the Third Prince's man, the arrogant and domineering Marquis of Changle, died like this.
Ye Sheng said calmly: "I said I would give you a bell, and I will definitely give you a bell."
Ye Sheng looked at the five hundred guards and Changlehou's master, and said loudly: "From now on, I am the new Changlehou, why don't you kneel down."
Swish, brush, brush!
The five hundred guards immediately knelt down and shouted: "Hello, Mr. Marquis."
Ye Sheng looked at the master with calm eyes.
The master looked nervous and opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't.
"You are also my master, I will not kill you, as long as you know the current affairs." Ye Sheng said calmly.
The master immediately knelt down and said: "Hello, Mr. Marquis."
Ye Sheng nodded with satisfaction and looked around. The spies who were secretly watching him were all dumbfounded at this moment.
It was so easy, the Marquis of Changle died, and a new Marquis of Changle was born.
"Go back and tell your respective masters that I will make the decision on Changle Street from now on." Ye Sheng said calmly, but his voice reached everyone's ears accurately.
The spies condensed in their hearts and rushed back to report back. The situation in Changle Street had changed.
Seeing that they were all gone, Ye Sheng looked at the body of Marquis Changle, thought for a while, and said: "Come here, push this man's body back and forth on the street, and tell the people in Changle Street that the tax revenue here will be
Reduce it by two-thirds.”
The master's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but he stopped.
The guards did not think so much, and immediately carried the body of Marquis Changle on a cart and pushed it out.
Ye Sheng pointed at the master and said, "Follow me."
The master lowered his head and followed Ye Sheng into the house.