"Say your terms!"

Prince Ruyang said depressedly.

There is no way out. My daughter is in someone else's hands and has been held hostage. I cannot ignore her.

"Father, leave me alone!"

"They don't dare to do anything to me!"

Zhao Min said loudly.

After saying this, Zhao Min turned to Zhu Houzhao and said:

"Mr. Zhu! If I want to kill you, just give me a quick death!"

"Using me to threaten my father, what a skill!"

Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhao Min with some approval in his eyes.

Although Zhao Min is a woman, her performance is something that many men cannot do.

At least, Zhao Min is not a coward.

"That won't do. If I kill you, how can I negotiate with your father?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled.

He also didn't really want to take Zhao Min's life.

Everyone knows that King Ruyang of the Mongol Dynasty loved his little daughter very much.

If Zhao Min was killed so easily, it would only make Prince Ruyang anxious.

Prince Ruyang has a large army at his disposal, and he will certainly go on a killing spree to avenge his daughter.

Then the loss will outweigh the gain.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao used Zhao Min to exchange something with Prince Ruyang in order to maximize his benefits.

Zhao Min snorted coldly.

"Father! Don't worry about your daughter's life or death!"

"Don't be fooled by the dog emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The people in the Central Plains are a bunch of dishonest people!"

"Even if you agree to his conditions, he won't let his daughter go!"

Zhao Min's words gave Prince Ruyang a reminder.

Almost forgot!

The people in the Central Plains are a group of untrustworthy and treacherous people.

If I agree to Zhu Houzhao's conditions, who knows whether Zhu Houzhao will go back on his word.

King Ruyang said in a deep voice:

"Zhu Houzhao! Whatever conditions you want, I can agree to them!"

"If you go back on your word, I will make sure all of you are buried with my daughter!"

Zhu Houzhao smiled.

"rest assured!"

"Then I will tell you my conditions..."

Zhu Houzhao and Prince Ruyang huddled together and whispered to each other.

At this moment, King Jinlun, who was controlled by Qinglong, broke free from the rope.

"Hahaha!"

King Jinlun first laughed loudly, then took a step forward and rushed towards Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao was about to dodge when he saw this, but Prince Ruyang grabbed him.

"His Majesty!"

"emperor!"

Cao Zhengchun, Zhuge Zhengwo and others hurried forward to stop them.

"Go away!"

King Jinlun roared and punched out.

"Yin——"

A deafening dragon roar rang out.

Along with the dragon's roar, a long dragon formed by internal force rushed straight towards Cao Zhengchun and others.

Cao Zhengchun used his internal strength to protect himself.

"Tiangang Boy Kung Fu!"

The same is true for Wang Zhi and others.

King Jinlun's internal strength was so powerful that they dared not underestimate him just by a simple punch.

After holding back Cao Zhengchun and others with one punch, King Jinlun rushed towards Zhu Houzhao again.

Just as King Jinlun was about to capture Zhu Houzhao, a sharp sword energy attacked him.

"Ok?"

King Jinlun quickly flipped in the air to avoid it.

After his body landed on the ground, he looked in the direction where the sword energy came from with confusion.

"Don't bully my stupid brother!"

The childish voice reached the ears of everyone present.

A small figure walked over from a distance.

Ye Ling'er, who was nearly four feet tall, walked over.

The words "I am very angry" were written on the little girl's cute face.

"Don't bully my stupid brother!"

Ye Ling'er came up to the crowd and repeated what she had just said.

King Jinlun saw Ye Ling'er and sneered:
"So you little girl!"

Ye Linger glanced at King Jinlun and said:
"So it's you, bad guy!"

Jinlun Dharma King: “…”

The little guy was too lazy to answer King Jinlun and his eyes turned to King Ruyang.

The cold gaze made Prince Ruyang feel uncomfortable, and he subconsciously loosened his grip on King Jinlun's hand.

Ye Ling'er was very satisfied with Prince Ruyang's "actions". After humming twice, she took Zhu Houzhao's hand.

"Stupid brother, let's go!"

The chubby hand took Zhu Houzhao's hand.

During this period, the little guy has gained weight again.

The flesh has grown visibly.

Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows at Prince Ruyang with some pride and pretended to sigh:

"Hey... Prince Ruyang, I negotiated with you sincerely, but you acted like this. It seems that I have no choice but to keep your beloved daughter."

"Your daughter is quite pretty, and I just happen to be in need of a concubine."

"Just keep her in my palace as a concubine!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Ruyang glared at Zhu Houzhao.

"you dare!"

"National Master! Kill him for me!"

"kill him!"

Prince Ruyang was anxious.

By saying this, wasn't Zhu Houzhao insulting his own daughter?
Concubine?

Isn't that just a concubine?
After all, my daughter is a princess, how can she be a concubine? !
King Jinlun raised his hand to stop Zhu Houzhao, but Ye Ling'er stood in front of Zhu Houzhao.

"Bad guy! How dare you stop me!"

"Little kid, if you meddle in other people's business again, I'll kill you!"

"Then come and try to see if you can kill me!"

"Do you think I don't dare?"

King Jinlun is afraid of Ye Changan, but not Ye Linger.

If you can’t beat this girl’s father, how can you beat a little girl?

"cut!"

The little guy snorted with disdain.

King Jinlun felt that Ye Ling'er looked down upon him, and his eyes glared at her with a gleam of light.

His fierce look was not concealed at all.

He wants to kill Ye Ling'er!

The people in the Central Plains must take a good look!

He is the Golden Wheel Dharma King!
Mongolian National Master!
It’s not the cats or dogs who are provoking!
King Jinlun gathered all the internal strength in his body, and the internal strength around him surged like a surging tide.

The incomparably powerful aura spread out in all directions, pressing down like a mountain, making Zhu Houzhao, a man with not very strong internal strength, feel a little breathless.

suddenly!

King Jinlun roared loudly.

"what--"

The roar was like thunder.

The two hands danced, and the shadow of a dragon gradually appeared above the head.

Then King Jinlun suddenly raised his arms.

The muscles on his arms were knotted and veins bulged, and his palms seemed to contain tremendous strength.

As his hands danced wildly, the dragon shadow above King Jinlun's head became increasingly clear.

"Is this... Dragon Elephant Prajna Paramita Kungfu?"

"The Tantric skills are truly extraordinary!" "As expected of the Mongol Dynasty's imperial master, his moves are unmatched by ordinary people!"

"His junior brother used the same move last night, but it was later broken by our Princess Xiaoyao. I just don't know if Princess Xiaoyao can break King Jinlun's move!"

"I believe in Princess Xiaoyao!"

"Such a strong momentum, I feel like I can't breathe!"

"Me too!"

People around were talking a lot.

Zhu Houzhao covered his chest with his hands and looked palely at Ye Ling'er who had not moved.

"Ling'er...be careful."

"Don't worry, stupid brother! Ling'er will be fine!"

Ye Linger said confidently.

The little fellow narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly circulated his internal energy in his hands.

When dealing with Zhang Wuji, you can use the Northern Divine Art.

She was still able to withstand Zhang Wuji's internal force.

But King Jinlun’s is not the same.

King Jinlun's internal force is too strong, and she has just absorbed a lot of Zhang Wuji's internal force. If she absorbs King Jinlun's internal force again, her body will definitely not be able to withstand it.

After thinking about it, Ye Ling'er suddenly moved, her figure flashed like a ghost, and she performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

She stepped her feet, turned her body, and swung her right arm violently. The wind from her palm whistled up like a dragon's roar, going straight up to the sky and shaking the clouds.

The incomparably powerful, extremely masculine and strong palm power seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world, and it collided head-on with King Jinlun's Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra with an unstoppable force.

"boom--"

The two men's powerful internal forces collided in the air.

As the internal forces collided, a strong wind was blown up around.

The strong wind made the clothes of everyone present rustle.

The horse under the soldier's crotch was blown restlessly by the strong wind.

"So strong!"

"I'm afraid these two have already reached the Grandmaster level!"

"I don't know if Princess Xiaoyao is a Grandmaster, but King Jinlun is definitely a Grandmaster!"

"The fight between masters is different!"

"That little girl used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, right?"

"That's right! It's the Beggars' Sect's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"King Jinlun uses Tantric martial arts. I'm afraid the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..."

"Could it be that the martial arts of my Central Plains cannot compare to the Tantric martial arts?"

King Jinlun secretly observed Ye Ling'er's expression.

I have already used up all the internal strength in my body.

If I can't hurt Ye Ling'er, then I will be the one who gets hurt.

The reason why King Jinlun used up all his internal strength was that he thought about it for a long time before making the decision.

He didn't use all his internal strength, for fear that he would not be able to hurt the little girl.

But if you try your best, you must be prepared to fail.

King Jinlun didn't dare to gamble.

Only then did he use all his internal strength to deal with Ye Ling'er.

Compared to the worries in King Jinlun's heart, the little guy was not worried at all.

So what if I can’t win?
There are also mother, father, aunts and uncles.

Even if you can’t defeat them, there are still people to help you!

The worst that can happen is that you lose!
However, in Ye Ling'er's opinion, it was impossible for her to lose.

The internal forces of the two people collided in the air, and for a moment, the sky and the earth changed color.

The entire space seemed to be filled with the surging inner energy of the two of them.

The power of the dragon-elephant and the might of the subduing dragon clashed and fought fiercely like two wild beasts, neither giving in.

Each of King Jinlun's blows was so heavy that it seemed to be able to shatter towering mountains and break huge rocks into powder.

He sometimes jumped and sometimes turned sideways, his movements were swift and fierce.

However, Ye Ling'er's palm technique is flexible and changeable, hard yet gentle, and contains endless mysteries and secrets.

She moved back and forth like a dragon, sometimes attacking, sometimes retreating, and every movement was filled with unparalleled dominance and majesty.

The two of them fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who would win, like a storm that was hard to watch.

"I can't see clearly! I can't see clearly at all!"

"Me too! I can't even see their moves clearly!"

"Haha, I'm better than you! I can barely see their moves!"

"hehe!"

Everyone around was deeply shocked by the shocking fight between the little guy and King Jinlun, and their faces were filled with astonishment.

They could only watch from afar, not daring to get close to the center of the storm.

"Sister Yue'er!"

"Sister Yue!"

As Yao Yue was observing her daughter's fight with King Jinlun, the voices of Huang Rong and the others came from behind her.

"Sister Rong'er, Sister Mochou..."

Yao Yue greeted them one by one.

Li Mochou looked up at the fight over there.

"Sister Yue'er, why don't you follow Ling'er's instructions?"

Li Mochou frowned.

"How can she use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to counter the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Skill?"

Wang Yuyan nodded in agreement:

"Well, Ling'er really shouldn't have used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"The power and strength of the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Technique are both extremely powerful!"

"It's just like, if an ordinary person wants to carry 200 kilograms of things, he needs to exert 200 kilograms of strength."

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is indeed powerful, but it is still inferior to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Paramita Skill."

"For every 10% of his inner strength used by King Jinlun, Ling'er would need to use 20% of his inner strength to make her own Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms equal to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Paramita Skill."

After listening to Yao Yue's explanation, the girls suddenly understood.

"Then what martial arts should Ling'er use to reduce the loss of her internal energy?"

Xiao Longnu asked curiously.

"A move from Master Zhang's Tai Chi technique - using just a little force to move a huge object!"

Wang Yuyan stared at Ye Ling'er, as if she was explaining to the girls, or as if she was talking to Ye Ling'er.

there.

King Jinlun’s moves became more and more ferocious and fierce.

His Dragon-Elephant Prajna Power progressed layer by layer, and now ten dragons and ten elephants appeared!
King Jinlun's face was ferocious and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead.

He can't hold on any longer!
The internal energy is consumed too quickly!
Once the Tantric techniques are used, they are more powerful than other martial arts techniques.

But there is also a disadvantage, which is that it consumes a lot of internal energy.

Perhaps the little fellow heard what Wang Yuyan said, and suddenly withdrew his hands and stepped back several feet.

Ye Ling'er suddenly withdrew her strength, and King Jinlun's face lit up with joy.

This girl can't hold on any longer!

King Jinlun knew that his chance to gather strength had come!

As he took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet cracked.

"go to hell!"

King Jinlun's figure fell from the sky, his fist heading straight for Ye Ling'er's face.

The ten dragons and ten elephants in the void followed behind King Jinlun, making uncomfortable sounds.

"Ling'er, be careful!"

Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao was about to rush forward to stand in front of Ye Ling'er.

Sister Ling'er came to help me, how could I let her get hurt?

Otherwise, what kind of person would Zhu Houzhao become?
"Your Majesty, please don't go over there! It's too dangerous!"

Qinglong stopped Zhu Houzhao.

"Danger? Bullshit! Can't you see Ling'er is in danger?!"

Zhu Houzhao shouted angrily.

"Don't stop me! Go and save her!"

Qinglong did not move, for he was afraid that Zhu Houzhao would rush up as soon as he left.

He must protect Zhu Houzhao's safety!
"Cao Zhengchun! Wang Zhi! Zhuge Zhengwo! Guo Juxia!"

"Go and protect Ling'er!"

The four of them were about to go over when Ye Linger shouted:

"do not come!"

After saying this, he slowly raised his hands and drew Tai Chi in the air.

Seeing that King Jinlun was about to come over, Ye Ling'er slowly raised her foot and gently grabbed King Jinlun's fist with both hands.

King Jinlun was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Ye Ling'er to be able to easily take his punch that contained the power of ten dragons and ten elephants. (End of this chapter)

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