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Chapter 706 Slaying the Double Reverence Chaos King City

While Prince Jing's Mansion used various methods to search for suspicious persons, Marshal Yan of the Empire, the contemporary saint of Yaochi, Zhaoyi and other Dayan reinforcements, as well as Du Yang and others also used their own methods to sneak into the royal city.

On the surface it is bustling and noisy, but secretly it is roaring.

Invisible clouds of chilling were gathering over the palace, becoming increasingly intense.

At noon, a strange wave of sounds rolled in from the distant sky, like a flock of birds chirping, like a strong wind howling. Looking from a distance, there was a black wave surging at the end of the sky. People in the western city stopped and stared. Soon,

Croaking, densely packed black crows swept across the sky, converging towards the Sansheng Ancient City at an alarming speed.

The shocking scene caused gasps for breath.

Prince Wei stood proudly at the top of the city, facing the strong hunting wind, clasping his fists and saluting: "Prince Wei of Prince Jing's Mansion, by the order of our ancestors, I am here to welcome our distinguished guests."

Densely packed black crows covered the sky, dispersed the snow-white clouds, occupied the blue sky, and filled the air with a terrifying ominous force. Following Wang Ziwei's cry, the black crows gathered in a surging force, forming a towering sky and earth outside the western city gate.

The giant demonic shadow brings a shocking gathering of eyes.

And then……

Bang! Countless black crows disintegrated and turned into torrents of demonic flames. Then they suddenly gathered into a vast dark cloud, passing over the city head and rushing towards Prince Jing's Mansion.

The Demon Ancestor arrives at Sansheng Ancient City!

Prince Jing personally came to visit the compound of the palace, the retreat place of ancestor Yan Xinghan, hoping to invite him out. If he can join forces with the ancestor of the demon to sit in the palace, if Marshal Yan dares to come, he can give him a message as soon as possible.

Show off your power.

but……

After some explanations, the ancestor actually refused.

Yan Xinghan really had no interest in paying attention to these trivial matters, and as for the death of the young prince, it had nothing to do with him.

Disciples? There are hundreds, if not thousands, of his disciples. They have lived for more than three thousand years and have been in seclusion for endless years. They only pursue the true meaning of martial arts. They have long forgotten the troubles of the world, and even blood and emotions are as dull as water. Sixty years ago, he insisted on leaving the palace.

I sat in Prince Jing's Mansion because I admired Prince Jing, and also wanted to change the environment, balance the power branches of the empire, and adjust the situation in the court where the General Prince's Mansion was dominated by one family.

"If Thief Yan really comes in, the Demon Ancestor can handle it. If there are other half-saints showing up again, or there are special circumstances, I won't be late to step in." Yan Xinghan ignored it, just replied indifferently, and continued.

Concentrate and comprehend.

"My grandson has no intention of disturbing the ancestor's retreat, just because this incident is special. The newly established Prince En's Palace intends to use this incident to establish its prestige, while the old Marshal intends to take the opportunity to cause trouble and completely suppress Prince Jing's Palace. There are other forces operating in the royal city.

I'm afraid they also deliberately interfered with this incident.

In recent years, the royal family's suppression of their grandson has become increasingly obvious, and the Zhenguo General's Mansion has once again become the most powerful faction under the court. If the grandson loses face this time, I'm afraid..."

"Old Thief Yan is a semi-saint. He has lived for thousands of years and has been the First Marshal of the Thousand-Year Empire. His disciples are all over the five major legions of the empire. His status has been accumulated over thousands of years. You have only been here for a few decades.

, do you want to compete with him?" Yan Xinghan raised his wrinkled eyes, and his eyes that were still bright and scorching despite the vicissitudes of life fell on Prince Jing.

Prince Jing remained silent, neither accepting nor refuting.

Yan Xinghan took in his expression, sighed secretly, and said: "That's all, I'll help you one more time. The old thief Yan is getting more and more arrogant as he gets older, so it's a good idea to beat his arrogance to avoid being lawless."

"Thank you, ancestor, for your help." Prince Jing leaned forward and bowed.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor arrived at Prince Jing's Mansion, and the Prince's Ancestor Yan Xinghan broke through the barrier and came out. The gathering of the two semi-saint figures made the clouds formed over the entire Prince's Mansion become thicker and thicker, and the energy between heaven and earth obviously gathered here.

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At this moment, Prince Jing's Mansion is like a giant beast that has awakened from the wild, exuding a very strong murderous aura. Even ordinary people can feel the oppression, staying away from the area where the Prince's Mansion is located, and moving towards the periphery.

Wang Ziwei returned to the palace and shouted loudly in front of the palace gate: "Open the door! Welcome guests!"

The sound was like a loud bell, steady and clear, and spread clearly throughout all areas of the ancient city. Millions of people could hear it clearly, and some special people could also hear it clearly.

This is a signal, a signal for them to "take action".

"Ancestor Heavenly Demon is here, and Ancestor Yan Xinghan is out of seclusion. It's time for us to express our stance. If we delay any longer, we will only lose momentum. I hope the saint and the old marshal can appear in time." Prince En's expression could not hide his solemnity.

"Let go of your courage and don't be afraid of the stage. What you do today will determine the image of Prince En's Palace in the eyes of the world." The sixth princess tidied her brother's collar, but she no longer mentioned Tang Yan's life or death.

Prince En walked out of the hotel, stood up on his horse, and shouted in a clear voice: "Prepare a great gift and visit Prince Jing's mansion!"

"Start! Enter the palace!" The three thousand guards all put on armor and mounted their horses. With a roar like a roar, they marched toward the inner city with neat and steady steps. Their iron-blooded power and bravery attracted frequent attention from various wine shops and restaurants along the road.

Aunt Qing and others secretly evacuated, trying their best to search for the old marshal and the Yaochi Saint, hoping to contact them as soon as possible and asking them to take action as early as possible.

Somewhere in the inner city, in a simple courtyard.

"Here we go, ancestor of the demon, Yan Xinghan, long time no see." An old man wearing green armor and black robes stood up with a knife in his hand. His face was old but energetic, his body was tall and thin but as strong as a wolf, and his face was wrinkled and angular.

Clearly, a pair of eyes are cold and sharp, like a sword.

The old marshal of the empire, Yan Zhengcheng, finally appeared, headed towards the palace, snorted coldly, and strode away, leaving behind a room full of trembling simple citizens.

By the meandering Qingshui River in the inner city, a peerless beauty flashed away like a fleeting image, as light as a fairy and as elegant as a giant. But before people could see clearly, she had disappeared without a trace, as if

It's just a mental trance, a momentary dream.

The contemporary saint of the Yaochi Holy Land appeared on her own initiative and moved towards Prince Jing's Mansion.

Buzz!

Strange space fluctuations appeared in the alley where the inner city and the west city meet. A plump, white and tender boy rode a white-striped pig out of the space trace, and a woman as beautiful as a fairy appeared. It was Chocolate and Zhaoyi.

Go back and forth four times, bringing only one person at a time, bringing in all Matthews, Odin, Nalan Tu and Zhaoyi.

Zhaoyi could feel the increasingly tense atmosphere in the inner city: "It's too late to explore the specific situation. Zhu Guli went to the palace and searched Tang Yan's whereabouts depending on the situation. We are ready outside and can act at any time."

"Let's go, Lulu, go find brother Xunqing, let's kiss you twice when we meet." Chocolate patted the white butt of the white-striped pig leisurely, leisurely tore open the space, and stepped into the mysterious void.

The atmosphere in the inner city has been tense again and again, and the palace is on alert.

The underground cage that is the focus also enters the final stage of the fierce battle.

"Do you really think that my Demon Spirit Vein is a vegetarian?" Tang Yan was irritable and ferocious, roaring like thunder. With the powerful physique of the Demon Spirit Vein, he faced off against the Flame Demon Bear head on. His violent offensive was enough to send chills down the spine of anyone watching the battle.

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The entire cell has become a whirlpool of raging spiritual energy, and the runes on the walls are shining brightly, trying their best to resist their impact.

Ouch!

Tang Yan used an exquisite offensive to wrap around the throat of the Flame Demon Bear, and with a hoarse roar, he threw it completely away. It tumbled greatly in the air and crashed to the ground. When the Flame Demon Bear roared at him, he suddenly summoned the ancient sword.

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With a crashing sound, he turned into a demon with one intention and struck the Flame Demon Bear head-on.

Although the Flame Demon Bear was tyrannical and ferocious, facing Tang Yan who had no reservations, facing the use of demon spirit veins and even body-destroying techniques, he finally suffered from hatred in the world. His majestic body was twisted and tattered, and only his weak breath was left.

respite.

Tang Yan gasped and walked towards the Balrog Bear step by step.

It was also a battle against the third-level master, and this time it was obviously much easier than the fierce battle against Shura. After all, at the beginning, only the ancient sword and a few auxiliary martial arts were used, but today, the strongest demon spirit vein and the Vajra Tripitaka Mantra Seal were used.

In addition to the difficulty of using the Tang family's martial arts and ghost green fire, Tang Yan used all his special skills in this battle to achieve a feat that is completely impossible in the minds of ordinary people - killing the third-level demon king at the level of a second king!

"Well done!" The black water leech returned to Tang Yan's body and let out an excited voice of appreciation. This battle was really vigorous, and Tang Yan's unrestrained display of power amazed it.

"Wang Ziwei is coming soon, be prepared, let's break this prison together and disrupt his royal city." Tang Yan took a breath, summoned the Flame Demon Bear into the golden lock, and then spread the demon spirit veins, arriving at the place where Wang Ziwei left before.

At the 'heavy door' that emerged, the ancient sword clenched his hands and stared coldly at the strange wall.

Phew! Phew!

The cage space echoed with heavy breathing, Tang Yan's breath soared again and again, and the body-destroying technique was gradually stimulated to the extreme, compressing the body's functions to the maximum extent.

The arrogance is soaring, the killing intent is stirring, and the ancient sword is filled with a clear mist of demonic energy, full of chilling and fighting intent.

Time passed by, and Tang Yan once again connected with the world of ancient warfare with his unparalleled fighting spirit, trying again and again, and persisting again and again.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...

With Tang Yan's disdainful efforts, the demonic energy began to linger around the blade and travel through Tang Yan's body. The shadow of the war demon appeared again after Dongkuiling Mountain.

Like a war demon leaning over!

Tang Yan's body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even appeared slightly older. He stimulated the body destruction technique beyond the limit, allowing the body to temporarily cross the barrier and reach a state comparable to the third level.

Coupled with the record of the collapse of the sky possessed by the war demon, and combined with the body-destroying technique, how much will the power of the third-level martial master level soar?

"Come on... Wang Ziwei... come on... you cut off both of my fingers... I'll cut off your cycle of life and death..."

The beast-like breathing echoed in the narrow cage, the raging fighting spirit collapsed the space, and Tang Yan's thin cheek revealed a cruel arc.

PS: Four more updates will continue today!

I sincerely thank my old brother ‘Dan Nian’ for presenting two more commanders.

So far, the total number of commanders on the Martial Storm Fan List has reached fifty!

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