Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 555 The Prince Didn't Lose!How is it fair?

Long Haoguo advocates force, regardless of age, male, female, old or young, the strong are respected, and all the strong will be respected. In addition, the people who appear in Linglong Pavilion are all powerful people or famous families. The discussion on the side is different from the short-sightedness of the ordinary people outside, who are staring at each other. During the discussion, it is more like appreciating the rare treasure of heaven and earth.

Yunyue's ice-black pupils were a little darker, and the left corner of her mouth raised an imperceptible arc upwards. With two fingers pinned behind her, one interlaced, she coldly refused, "Not for sale!"

A heavy cold breath mixed with a faint scent of strange flowers roared fiercely.

"Boom—boom—boom—" The crowd was shaken by the cold breath, and the warriors below the fifth level of true energy couldn't stand the breath at all. They only heard a few dong dong, and a group The people knelt down suddenly, they looked at the white figure in horror, and fainted in front of their eyes.

The people who backed up to the wall and looked at the dozens of people who passed out under their feet seemed to be sucked into the cold abyss by the breath, their backs felt cold, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"My God... how come there is still a realm of vitality... I'm scared to death."

"Ah... I'm about to die, please give me some energy."

"Hey, hey, hey... Hold on, come here... My mother... What's going on here, let's go, we can't stay any longer."

"Go... the old man's feet seem to be sucked by the ground, and he can't move. How can he walk? This is suppressed by the breath of vitality!" A group of people standing against the wall wanted to open their legs and start running. Realizing that he seemed to be firmly locked on the ground, unable to move, each with a bitter face, looked at the trading desk, secretly begging for mercy.

The twin guards were stunned by the chilly breath. They wanted to lift their feet, but retreated, but they couldn't move their feet.

Yiheng analyzed the cold aura, his sharp eyes turned cold, he just broke through the fifth level of vitality not long ago, this man can counterpress his aura at will, could it be that he is also at the fifth level of the first level?
While his thoughts were running, he suddenly grasped his big palm hidden in the dark blue gold silk sleeve, his concealed aura, fueled by a subtle palm wind, the latter took the lead and counterpressed. The breath of Yunyue.

"Pfft-plop-bang bang bang..."

Yi Heng's breath had just swept past, and the people standing against the wall, unable to move, dozens of people with six or seven levels of true qi, couldn't suppress the surging blood in their bodies, and there was a puff.

The blood was dripping across the main hall, and the bright red was on the smoky floor, forming an extremely dazzling scenery, which could not be seen more.

Those who vomited blood, before they had time to breathe, their eyes went black, and their whole bodies seemed to have been drained of strength, and they fell to the ground stiffly.

"My mother...who...who is going to stop those two little ancestors quickly, they have to choose a good venue if they want to fight, there are so many old bones here, how can you bear it? !"

"Old man... old man... really fucking want to kill these two bastards, this old man is about to die, poof—"

"Ah... Who, who, hurry up and stop it... Puchi—"

"Isn't there a death rule in Linglong Pavilion, whoever makes trouble will die? Look at these two little ancestors who are making trouble, why no one cares about it!"

"You are stupid... people in the realm of vitality... who can stop it... unless... unless you invite His Royal Highness Zhan Wang!"

"We can't even leave, how can we please!" From the surrounding walls of Yiyao Pavilion, there were bursts of begging for mercy, crying and shouting, but everyone still carried the nobility in their bones, such a scene was very funny.

Yunyue bumped into Yi Heng's sharp eyes, and the corners of her cold lips slowly raised a soft smile, a bone-piercing chill submerged invisible into his body.

Yihengye trembled inexplicably, his back felt a little chilly, his sharp eyes remained ruthless, his broad palms were bent inwards forcefully, and all the shelves began to shake.

Yunyue's eyes turned cold, her breathing slowed down, her slender hands hidden in her sleeves interlaced two fingers at the same time, when the jade fingers popped out, a gust of cold breath came, like a tsunami, with an overwhelming momentum, viciously Overriding the second prince's aura, the invisible aura, like a substance, pressed silently, pushing the aura drawn by Yiheng out of the cracks.

No matter how cold Yunyue's eyes were, Yiheng's aura was wrapped in that tsunami-like cold aura, swept out, pierced the air, and faintly heard whistling sounds. In the blink of an eye, two rolls of transparent and invisible aura After gliding in the air for a while, it exploded in the air, and the shattered breath was like collapsing rocks, aimlessly attacking the people standing against the wall.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-"

Those people whose true qi had reached the ninth level were all thrown up like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and then fell to the ground. Before the qi and blood had a chance to surge, they fainted.

In the huge hall, hundreds of people have fainted, only a few scattered people are left, standing by the wall to resist the burst of breath just now, with veins appearing on each forehead and arm, it is obvious that they have endured to the extreme, so they can hold on Did not faint.

The few people looked at the slender figure, trembling tremblingly, and suddenly felt dizzy, little ancestor, please spare our old bones!

The twin guards behind Yiheng were about to faint when Yunyue's aura just came out, and they were saved by Yiheng's hand blocking the changed aura's trajectory.

When the twin guards looked at Yunyue again, the original disrespect had gradually subsided, and there was some respect in addition to fear.

However, Yihengyin stood closest to Yunyue, and that burst of aura rushed towards him unreservedly first, the invisible aura hit his chest, a few traces of forbearance appeared on his handsome face, and the blue veins on his forehead came out from there. Under the fair skin, it slowly bulges.

After a few breaths, traces of blood spilled from the corners of his stern mouth.

A person with a discerning eye will surely be able to see that the outcome has been decided!
"Second prince, the outcome has already been decided, how about leaving it at that?" Manager Zang stepped forward calmly, and suggested calmly, but the sharpness hidden in his elegant eyes was easy to catch.

Yunyue and Yihengyin looked at Guanshi Zang at the same time, and there was an unexpected tacit understanding, and they both withdrew their breath at the same time.

The few people left scattered in the corner saw the Tibetan steward who had been standing on the sidelines come forward to speak, and frequently cast grateful eyes. God, finally someone is willing to stop them. If it is too late, their old bones will be buried in the ground For safety.

The rest of the people in the main hall saw that the breath was not suppressed, and ran away quickly, not daring to stay in the Yiyao Pavilion for a moment longer. Those who stayed in the Yiyao Pavilion, except for the few figures at the trading desk, were the ones who fell down. Hundreds of people passed out.

"Huh!" Yihengyin's face was still warm and angry, and he waved his dark blue gold silk robe, and said in a deep voice: "This prince has not lost, all of you in Longhao have practiced martial arts since childhood, and this prince is only a monk who practiced martial arts halfway through. If it compares to the skill, of course it will be slightly inferior, it's not fair!"

The handsome face was still rebellious and cold, but the stubbornness of not admitting defeat could be heard in the deep words.

Yunyue heard that a few black lines had been drawn across Bingqing's forehead, and a loser was a loser, and she even denied it!
Yunyue shook her head helplessly as if she had caught a special word, he was a monk practicing martial arts halfway?

The look of shock suddenly appeared, and Yiheng led halfway to become a monk to practice martial arts and actually cultivated to the realm of vitality. This kind of talent had to make Yunyue look sideways.

From an angle that no one could see, Yunyue cast a glance of admiration. If this second prince had also practiced martial arts since childhood, his skills at this time must be the same as hers, and perhaps surpass hers!
Yunyue's eyes turned, the chill between her brows faded a bit, and the corner of her right mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, and she discussed: "Then what do you think is a fair competition?"

Yihengyin was choked up by Yunyue's question, and couldn't think of a good idea. He was confident that he could win more than money, but it was not fair.

The two fell into their own thoughts and were extremely quiet for a while. Seeing this situation, the twin guards walked forward curiously.

Manager Zang caught the sly gleam in Yunyue's ice pupils, and a little smile flashed in her elegant eyes.

"Cough cough——" Manager Zang coughed lightly, trying to bring back the wandering thoughts of the two of them, with a gentle look on his face, and his elegant lips parted slightly: "If you compare financial resources, the young master will definitely not be able to compare with the second prince, let's compare strength , the winner has been decided just now, if we want to talk about a fair competition, how about the two of you not being as attractive as the competition?"

charm?

charm!

Yunyue and Yi Hengyin came back to their senses immediately, they both caught the word charm, and looked at Steward Zang with burning eyes, both of them were very surprised that they could still compete in charm.

(End of this chapter)