My Master is Super Fierce

"The prince Xueming is your blessing, how dare you refuse" the Marshal of the Xueyan Dynasty said indifferently.

Didn't she know that the Feixue Dynasty was only a subsidiary of the Xueyan Dynasty, and the Xueyan Dynasty said it went east, but the Feixue Dynasty did not dare to go west.

In addition, Emperor Feixue is now afraid that he is dead.

How dare a female cultivator who hasn't even reached the royal realm to be so presumptuous.

The several emperors behind the marshal stared at Ling Yi with unkind expressions, as if the words "I don't know good or bad" were written in their eyes.

"Why, why" Xueming, the 18th prince of the Xueyan Dynasty, asked with a pale face.

"There is no why" Ling Yi responded with a cold face, and the eyes looking at the **** voice were extremely calm.

After that, Ling Yi looked at the marshal firmly, and said without showing weakness: "Why don't I dare to refuse."

"Is the Feixue Dynasty going to ruin itself?" When the marshal heard Ling Yi's words, his already extremely cold eyes became more gloomy.

A female doll who has not even reached the king's realm, dares to disobey him as a holy monarch.

The marshal's breath suddenly became vigorous, and a blood-red light burst out around him, and wisps of blood flowed like blood, turning into a blood moon around his body.

At this moment, the marshal was like a general standing in a sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain.

"The marshal of the Xueyan Dynasty is really majestic," Ling Yi sarcastically said: "If you don't agree, we will say that our dynasty is ruined. If you destroy the Feixue Dynasty today, then the Xueyan Dynasty will also encounter stronger than you. More domineering forces will also say what you just said."

"you wanna die"

The marshal said with a cold voice, stretched out his palm and shook it into the void.

On top of Ling Yi's head, the wind and clouds gathered, and a huge blood-colored palm appeared, the palm of the hand went down and grabbed it towards Ling Yi.

"Marshal, Ling Yi's unintentional words, please let her go," the three holy realms of Feixue Dynasty yelled in shock.

They couldn't think that the marshal would attack Ling Yi. After all, Ling Yi was only in the Primordial Divine Realm, and this marshal was a holy monarch Consummation. However, the other party was always a marshal with iron and blood, and Ling Yi dared to speak outrageously in front of him. , This belongs to the provocative marshal.

However, it was impossible for them to watch Ling Yi being killed by the Marshal, Sheng Wei surged and launched the strongest attack.

The wisps of blood stream converged and turned into two huge blood moons, exuding an extremely sharp aura, falling towards them.

Puff puff!

The three of them couldn't stop this **** moon at all, and were seriously injured in an instant.

"stop"

A loud roar came out.

This voice seemed to calm the scene, the **** palm stopped on top of Rippling's head, and did not fall.

The marshal of the Xueyan Dynasty looked at the **** cries next to him with puzzled eyes.

The stop just now was called out by Xueming.

Even Ling Yi glanced at Xueming unexpectedly.

Xueming's eyes were very complicated at the moment, and he looked at Ling Yi and said, "Since you don't like me, I won't force you, Marshal, let's go."

"Prince Xueming, this woman is rebellious, cursing the Blood Yan Dynasty, I will kill him," the marshal said in a deep voice.

"stop"

The prince Xueming looked at the marshal, looked at each other, and saw a pair of extremely majestic eyes. This time, he did not flinch, but looked at the latter without cowardly, and said in an angry tone: "I respect You are the marshal, don't rely on the old and sell the old, I am always the prince, you will not be able to disobey my orders."

The latter's eyes were a little gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Prince, you have passed a bit."

Perhaps the marshal didn't expect that the previously cowardly prince would dare to speak to him in such a tone.

"I am the blood of the orthodox royal family, you are a minister" Xueming stared at the marshal with cold eyes.

Originally, everyone in the Feixue Dynasty thought that the palace would encounter an unprecedented crisis, but who would have thought that things had changed dramatically, and the prince and the marshal of the Xueyan Dynasty had an infighting.

"Interesting and interesting, you rest first, and I'll go out for a while," Lu Chen said with a smile in Ling Yuanji's palace.

Although he has been expelling the curse for Ling Yuanji, he is also watching the situation outside. He saw a holy monarch suddenly acted. He thought that the daughter of Emperor Flying Snow would die. Such a sudden occurrence could not even be stopped by him. .

He sighed with regret, he should have come forward earlier.

But I did not expect that things have changed dramatically.

Lu Chen's figure flashed and came into the air.

Lu Chen's arrival also attracted the attention of a group of people.

The people of Feixue Dynasty were very happy, because they felt that Lu Chen had a way out.

"what..."

In a certain direction, on a building, sat a bald-headed barefoot demon monk wearing a white monk's clothes. He was originally observing Ling Yi, the strongest genius of the Fei Xue Dynasty, but he found that Ling Yi was too weak. Qualified to join Fu Mo Temple, even after thinking about it, there was no way to stop it.

However, Lu Chen's sudden arrival made him interested.

Relying on his incomparable perception, he could feel this young man's body exuding super power, very rich.

After walking for a dozen or so middle dynasties, it was the first time I saw a young man in the kingdom possess such a terrifying power.

Even if the opponent didn't show off his strength, he knew that this was a monster.

"At least understand the holy power," the bald demon monk thought secretly in his heart, and his eyes brightened.

"People from Xueyan Dynasty, right? It's better for you to leave." Lu Chen looked at the marshal in front of him and said lightly.

The Marshal of the Xueyan Dynasty looked at Lu Chen mockingly, as if he was looking at an idiot.

Are the people of the Feixue Dynasty so arrogant?

"Boy, you are looking for death"

Behind him, the emperors were angry, eyes flashing with killing intent.

Before, there was a Ling Yi who dared to disobey their marshal, but now a young man ran out and said to let them go.

They couldn't bear it. Someone just shot it.

The momentum of the sky and the earth gathered into a long sword. The long sword was shining with brilliance, and strands of chill radiated, and then fell from the sky at a rapid speed, trying to pierce Lu Chen's head.

Lu Chen was surrounded by air currents, and there was a sword intent out of the air. The sword intent cried, making a sharp whistling sound, rising into the sky and colliding with the long sword.

I saw the long sword cracked by the sword intent and turned into nothingness.

And that sword intent, after tearing apart the long sword, returned to Lu Chen's side and circled his body.

This scene shocked the people nearby.

This person was shocked when he shot, his grandiose pinnacle attack was actually resolved by a young man from the royal realm. Although this attack did not use his full strength, it was not something that the cultivation of the king realm could resolve.

"Jianyi, who are you?" The marshal's pupils shrank and looked at Lu Chen with great dread.

"He is from my Fumo Temple" Lu Chen hadn't spoken yet, an abrupt voice sounded from the side.