The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 33: Yan Chuan protects his nephew

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"Yan Wudi, come again, hahaha!" Liu Gang exclaimed excitedly.

Two meters away from Liu Gang, a cyan long sword was floating in the air. While Liu Gang was talking, the flying sword flew quickly and circled Liu Gang. As Liu Gang thought, the flying sword followed

Flying as he pleases.

King Muye stood aside and watched quietly, and there was also a moment of silence among the hundreds of onlookers.

The worship of the three Yan Kingdoms looked worried, Yan Wudi held the purple sword in his hand and looked at it solemnly.

"Come!" Yan Wudi did not give in.

"Shoo!" Feijian shot in front of Yan Wudi instantly.

"Ding!"

The two swords of Ziqing and Streamer collided.

Although Streamer is a flying sword, its strength is not much different from Ziqing.

When the two swords collided and retreated, Liu Gang gestured to fly, quickly controlled Liu Guang to make a turn, and slashed to Yan Wudi.

"Ding!"

Yan Wudi is also a genius in swordsmanship, a sword-backed style that immediately blocked the streamer's killing. But the flying sword is really weird. Without the obstacles of the sword holder, it can be viewed from countless different angles

Death attack, and the sword is deadly.

"ding!" "ding!" "ding!"………………

Liu Gang commanded Feijian to attack and kill extremely fast, scouring Yan Wudi like a storm, but he was fifty feet away, and he was invincible at all.

"Hahaha, Yan Wudi, your sword is too short, it can't hurt me at all. Sooner or later you will definitely lose, you should give up." Liu Gang excitedly commanded the sword.

"Feijian vs. Longsword, Yan Wudi must have lost!"

"Yan Wudi can only defend, but cannot attack Liu Gang at all. How can he win?"

"Give up, just six cities!"

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There was a lot of discussion around.

Yan Wudi swung extremely embarrassed, and almost died of Feijian's hand several times, but the opposite King Muye narrowed his eyes.

"Natural sword bone? It really deserves to be a natural sword bone. I was in a panic just now, and I have to adapt to the flying sword in a short time? This son is extraordinary, and it will be a big disaster if you stay!" Mu

Yewang's eyes condensed slightly.

The finger of King Makino hidden in his sleeve slightly bends.

"Om!" Feijian suddenly burst into dazzling glaucoma.

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

The Feijian exploded with a force several times stronger, and another violent impact, Yan Wudi crashed and flew out.

"Boom!" Yan Wudi fell to the ground.

"Om!"

Fei Jian suddenly shot in front of Yan Wudi, pointing directly at his throat.

"You lost!" Liu Gang exclaimed excitedly.

Yan Wudi looked at Feijian in front of his throat with a look of unwillingness.

"Six cities in southern Xinjiang, when we are out of the Feng Shui formation, Zheng Guo will send someone to pick it up!".

Although Yan Wudi was unwilling, he kept his promise.

When Liu Gang waved his hand, Feijian flew back.

"Yan Wudi, the Great Yan Nation will soon be destroyed without Yan Tao. How about worshipping me as a teacher, I can guarantee you that the Great Yan Nation will be safe for a hundred years!" King Muye said again.

Naturally born sword bone, after all, it is too difficult to encounter.

"I said, I have already worshipped Master!" Yan Wudi shook his head.

"What about you? He protects you at most, but it is impossible to protect the Kingdom of Yan. Once Yan Tao dies, how can anyone protect the Kingdom of Yan again? As for you, after you become stronger, the Kingdom of Yan will become more powerful

It's long gone! "The King Muye persuaded again.

Yan Wudi squeezed his fist. Although he knew that King Muye was right, he was stubborn and he still didn't want to switch to the division.

"How?" King Makino came. "Who said that no one has blessed the Great Yan Kingdom? My Dahezong has been blessing!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Huh?" King Muye stared at a distance.

A middle-aged Taoist priest, with a long sword on his back and a gourd hanging around his waist, walked with a smile.

It was Yan Chuan who took away their Jiu Jiansheng after teaching Dahezong disciples in the past.

"Jiu Jiansheng? Is it you?" Wang Muye said coldly.

"Hahaha, Senior Makino, Master Yan Tao protects the Great Yan Kingdom. It is my Dahezong's blessing. Don't Senior Makino forget? This is a junior from Yan Country, and Senior Muye won't

Make him embarrassing! "Jiu Jiansheng smiled.

"What? Jiu Jiansheng, do you like this kid too?" Muye said solemnly.

"Naturally born sword bones are indeed suitable for kendo cultivation. I am naturally happy with Hunting, but I will not persecute, it is all voluntary!" Jiu Jiansheng laughed.

"Senior Jiu Jiansheng? Thank you for your love. I have already worshipped Master and will not switch to him!" Yan Wudi said.

"It's okay, Master Yan Tao is a talented person. It is normal for him to have a few geniuses from his younger generation. I can only say that we have no fate. However, I promised Master Yan Tao in the past, I am

Of course it will bless the country of Yan! "Jiu Jiansheng said.

"Yan Tao is dead, and no one in Yan State is in Dahezong. Do you Dahezong want to be an insignificant person and be an enemy of me?" King Muye said solemnly.

"How dare, but Senior Muye was wrong, who said that no one in the country of Yan is in Dahezong?" Jiu Jiansheng laughed.

"Huh?" King Muye narrowed his eyes.

"You mean Yan Chuan? Yan Tao's son?" Liu Gang called out suddenly.

"Oh? Hahaha, Yan Tao's son? He's only a teenager this year, why, he's still alive now?" Wang Muye smiled.

"Of course I am still alive!" A voice suddenly came.

"King Makino is the same generation as my father, and I have admired for a long time, but today I bullied my younger Yan clan by virtue of my cultivation base, which is inconsistent with the rumors! Oh, but called Yan Chuan lost.

Look! "Suddenly a voice came from the crowd.

"Huh?" Wang Muye looked at him with a heavy face.

Liu Gang, Jiu Jiansheng, and Yan Wudi, all of them looked in the direction of the sound.

The crowd dispersed, and five people slowly walked out, Yan Chuan, Liu Jin, Mo Yuxi, Qinglong, and Baihu.

Looking at the five people, King Muye narrowed his eyes, because the five people in front of him, except Yan Chuan and Liu Jin, couldn't see their cultivation skills?

"Yan Chuan! It's you!" Liu Gang said bitterly.

"Isn't this Liu Gongfeng? Last time I would like to thank Liu Gongfeng, the snake meat is really delicious!" Yan Chuan smiled and walked out.

"You!" Liu Gang's face was gloomy. "Junior Brother Yan Chuan! See you again!" Jiu Jiansheng smiled.

Yan Chuan looked at Jiujiu Jiansheng, nodded and said: "For me, Dayan, and the king of Muye, thank you for this time!"

"Haha, I promised your father, he will naturally do what he says!" Jiu Jiansheng laughed.

Yan Chuan nodded, then looked at Yan Wudi and the three worshippers.

"The king, the prince!" The three sacrifices thought about it and stepped forward.

"Hmm!" Yan Chuan responded with a slight smile.

"Prince, this is the king of the word side by side!" Liu Jin reminded.

Yan Chuan waited quietly.

Looking at Yan Chuan who was about his age, Yan Wudi's face was complicated.

"Prince, the courtesy can't be abandoned!" a consecrator whispered.

Yan Wudi raised his brows, nodded, took a deep breath, and made the simplest etiquette to Yan Chuan.

"Meet Uncle Wang!" Yan Wudi said with difficulty.

If it wasn't for etiquette, Yan Wudi would really not shout. Because in Yan Wudi's heart, there is no respect for Yan Chuan.

The status of Yan Chuan is equal to that of Emperor Yan, so Yan Wudi is the same generation as Emperor Yan, so Yan Wudi was called Uncle Wang.

"Well, that's good! Naturally born sword bone, if it is sharpened, it will become a great weapon!" Yan Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

Listening to Yan Chuan's old-fashioned words, Yan Wudi looked weird and didn't say anything.

After my uncle and nephew met, Yan Chuan looked outward again.

"Muye King!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"I have discussed with Yan Tao in the same generation, you should call me Uncle Master!" Wang Muye smiled lightly.

"Hahaha, I have not yet entered the Dahe Sect, where's the uncle from? It's because King Makino knew that he had a relationship with my father's peers, so why did he secretly attack the younger generation?" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Huh?" King Muye narrowed his eyes.

You need to know that my own shot just now was extremely concealed. How could Yan Chuan know about it as a mortal?

"Could it be...?" Yan Wudi looked at King Muye unexpectedly. The flying sword's strength increased sharply just now before he would lose. Could it really be King Muye's hands and feet?

"Yan Chuan boy, can you slander my master too?" Liu Gang suddenly scolded.

"Huh? It turned out to be Liu Gongfeng, why, in conjunction with King Makino, is it a sense of accomplishment to bully a junior?" Yan Chuan said with disdain.

"You are...!" Liu Gang was suddenly angry. "No big or small!" King Muye suddenly shouted.

With a sigh, King Muye's aura suddenly rose up and shot towards Yan Chuanbi. The huge momentum is like a huge smoke and dust, straight to Yan Chuan.

"Boom!"

There was a gust of wind on the flat ground, and King Makino's momentum was suddenly pushed back.

Suddenly one more person appeared in front of Yan Chuan, Qinglong.

Qinglong stared at King Muye, glaring at King Muye, a violent breath, straight to King Muye.

The expressions of King Muye condensed, and the two of them faced each other in tit-for-tat, violent auras, and waves of air were rolled up all around.

The onlookers are all excited at the moment.

"Who is this person? Even with King Makino?"

"He is helping Yan Chuan? Someone is a former friend of Yan Tao?"

"Yes, Yan Tao was so graceful back then. It's normal to have a few great friends!"

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There was constant discussion all around.

The needles of Qinglong and King Muye also slowly withdrew. No one has no choice but to get anyone.

"Who are you?" King Muye stared at Qinglong.

"You don't need to know!" Qinglong shook his head and stood behind Yan Chuan.

The eyes of King Muye changed for a while, and finally he looked at Yan Chuan again. At this moment, he paid more attention to Yan Chuan's gaze.

Yan Wudi also looked at this'Uncle Wang' complicatedly, and his eyes flashed with puzzles.

"Liu Gang, just lied to my nephew's six cities?" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Gang and shouted.

Liu Gang almost vomits blood. Is that a lie?

"I am betting against him, how can I cheat?" Liu Gang said depressed.

"Bet?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Yes, he used Dayan six cities in southern Xinjiang, I used Dazheng six cities in northern Xinjiang. It's fair to bet, how can you cheat?" Liu Gang explained.

"Can you be the master of Zheng Guocheng?" Yan Chuan asked.

"My master is Dazheng Muye King, and his position is higher than that of Emperor Zheng, so naturally!" Liu Gang said proudly.

"Since this is the case, how can I bet against you?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"You?" Liu Gang frowned.

"Why, dare you? Dare to lie to my nephew, and dare not bet against me?" Yan Chuan said with disdain.

"Huh, just bet...!" Liu Gang stopped halfway and looked at King Muye.

"He wants to gamble, you can accompany him! It's just eightfold strength!" King Muye said with disdain.

"Yes!" Liu Gang said immediately.

"If you want to die, you can't blame me, I will use the six cities I just won to bet with you!" Liu Gang believed in himself.

"Six cities? I can't take it!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Hahaha, it's good to have self-knowledge, six cities can't make a move, how many cities do you want to bet on? Four cities, three cities? One city is fine too!" Liu Gang said excitedly.

"You didn't understand what I meant, I said that Liucheng couldn't get a shot, it's too little!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Too little? How big are you going to bet?" Liu Gang frowned.

"I'm Yan Chuan, three provinces in southern Xinjiang, forty-two cities! Do you dare to bet?" Yan Chuan said with a solemn expression.