I really didn't want to be emperor

On the wilderness.

The ground was red and white, and the scorching sun was falling, as if the air would burn in the next second.

this moment.

Wei Zhuang, Qing Xuan Ji, and He Bi Weng were fighting against the great master who came, and the others had very clear goals, and they would kill Ye Jun as soon as they came up.

Zhao Yun and Dianwei could barely stop a black assassin together, but a steady stream of black shadows stepped forward, and the long sword with cold light in their palm pointed directly at Ye Jun.

The long sword flickered in the dark, like a sickle of death, devouring souls, and it was frightening.

As the sound of weapon collisions became louder and louder, Ye Jun's face was extremely dignified, and he secretly performed the Nine Dragon Lion Technique, pulling out Zhan Lu from his waist.

A man in black rushed forward, raised his wrist slightly, swept his sword, and hit Ye Jun's neck directly.

Ye Jun opened his arms, his toes swept across the ground, and his figure fell backwards.

The man in black looked indifferent, and said with disdain: "Xiaoyao King, today you will definitely die."

Ye Jundao: "Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed, this king is not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death."

The black man's long sword swept faster and faster, obviously not intending to give Ye Jun a chance to take a breath.

Huh.

A sword fell, and the strong wind roared, Ye Jun only felt the green silk on the temples flying, and the powerful sword wind slapped on his face.

He raised his arm subconsciously, and Zhan Lujian greeted him in his palm. The next moment, an astonishing scene happened.

The man in black's long sword did not fall, and was suspended in mid-air. Then, his figure came into close contact with the earth.

Ye Jun looked up and found that the long sword passing through behind the man in black was actually Xiao Zhuang's Chi You sword.

Xiao Zhuang Ji rushed forward, retracted Chi You Sword, and stood in front of Ye Jun, "Master, the assassin is more difficult, the prince will go first!"

Ye Jundao: "Xiao Zhuang, are you sure of a complete victory?"

Wei Zhuang shook his head with a solemn expression, "Prince, this lineup is very strong, especially the three masters. They are all stronger than the princess. If this continues, the princess and the old crane will not last long."

Ye Jun looked forward, and as expected, as Wei Zhuang said, Qing Xuan Ji and He Lao had fallen into a disadvantage.

this moment.

The grandmaster who fought against Wei Zhuang, with all the people in black, surrounded Ye Jun.

Ye Jundao: "Xiao Zhuang, their goal is this king. If this king leaves now, they will definitely pursue it. If there are three great masters and one is injured, are you sure to win?"

Xiao Zhuang nodded, "If there are two masters left, we will win at least 60%."

Ye Jun's eyes fell on the incoming person, stepped forward, and said solemnly: "Wait, can you listen to this king's words?"

The white-robed old man squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Jun, "Xiaoyao King, this is the end of the matter, what else do you want to say, and what tricks do you want to play."

Ye Jundao: "This king knows your mission, but at least let this king die worthy, dare not to fight with this king."

The white-clothed old man said loudly: "Old man, you heard that right, are you going to fight the old man?"

"Why, don't you dare?" Ye Jun said quietly.

The white-clothed old man ignored Ye Jun and said with a smile: "The old man knows that you have a conspiracy, but the old man agreed. The old man wants you to know that in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are useless."

Ye Jundao: "Thank you for Chengquan."

Wei Zhuang stepped forward and stopped Ye Jun, "Prince, no, this person is a strong master, and the prince cannot withstand his blow."

Ye Jun waved his hand and signaled Wei Zhuang to retreat. His eyes fell on the old man in white again, "After killing this king, let them go."

The white-clothed old man said: "It's hard to protect yourself, and you still think about others. You should think about how you will die first!"

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "However, you are quite courageous, and the old man will not make you too painful."

The voice fell.

A ray of human figure rushed towards Ye Junji, the old man in white raised his hand and patted Ye Jun's chest with a palm.

Faced with such a blow, Ye Jun remained motionless, as if giving up the struggle.

See this scene.

Wei Zhuang was frightened. He didn't dare to imagine if Ye Jun could bear it with a palm?

The reason why the white-clothed old man agreed to Ye Jun was precisely because he knew that Ye Jun would never be able to withstand his own blow.

As long as the purpose of his trip is achieved, Ye Jun's conspiracy can be completely ignored.

When the palm wind was close to Ye Jun, he suddenly moved, and unexpectedly raised his hand to greet the old man with his palm.

Upon seeing this.

A look of horror appeared on Wei Zhuang's face. He never thought that Ye Jun would dare to attack the old man.

The old man in white has a stronger smile on his face, "Xiaoyao King, you will pay the price of your life for your conceit."

boom.

Ye Jun didn't have time to speak, and the powerful wave of air directly threw him away, like a kite with a broken line.

next moment.

Ye Jun felt his arm break, and the tingling pain in his heart was spreading all over his body, and there was a smell of sweetness from his throat.

boom.

His figure fell to the ground fiercely, a cloud of smoke rose up, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly turned pale.

The white-clothed old man steadied his figure and said coldly: "I can't stand a blow, I'm not as good as you, but the force is respected. You are not as good as an ant in front of the old man."

Ye Jun gave a light cough and laughed: "You are right. In terms of force, this king is indeed inferior to you, but you and me are not a contest of force at all, but a contest of wisdom, so you are the one who loses. "

As he spoke, he supported his body with difficulty, supported his slumped arm, and his eyes fell on the old man in white.

"The old man lost? Are you afraid that you are dreaming!" The white-clothed old man disdainfully said.

As the voice fell, the look on his face suddenly changed, palms up, and his eyes fell on his palms, "Xiaoyao King, how dare you attack the old man."

Ye Jundao: "Soldiers are not tired of fraud, do you feel a little trembling all over, and your arms are beginning to cramp."

The white-clothed old man said angrily: "What did you do to the old man."

Ye Jundao: "I didn't do anything. I just injured your acupuncture point with a silver needle. Even though you are strong inside, you can't release your power at all. Only death is waiting for you.

The white-clothed old man's eyes were splitting, and he shouted angrily: "King Xiaoyao, the old man killed you."

Ye Junqiang endured the tingling pain from his arm, "Come on, take two steps and have a try."

Hear the sound.

The old man in white rushed to Ye Junji, and the moment he stepped out, his figure staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He suddenly realized that it was not only his arms that did not listen to his orders, but even his legs seemed to be numb.

Looking at Ye Jun alertly, he was shocked, how did he do it, just a silver needle, how can he make himself like this?

As everyone knows.

It was not the silver needle that really hurt him, but the acupuncture hand and Sixiang gold needle technique.

Ye Jun knew he would lose to the white-clothed old man, so he chose to kill a thousand enemies and stop the loss by 800 methods, at the expense of one arm.

At the moment when the palms were facing each other, the silver needle did not enter the old man's Guanchong and Guyang acupoints. Originally, Ye Jun planned to urge Yuan Xue to make a needle and send the white-clothed old man a huge drop, but he finally had no chance.

You can only hit two needles and then cooperate with the acupuncture hands, and the master will be useless.

It seems that the effect is not bad now, but he knows that making the white-clothed old man lose his combat power can only last for a stick of incense at most.

"Xiao Zhuang, kill him!"

Wei Zhuang was taken aback, and he lifted his sword to kill the white-clothed old man.

If you don't run away, there is only one death, so if you dare not sacrifice, he will leave alive.

Seeing the old man limping away, the speed was still so fast that Ye Jun couldn't help but shook his head secretly, with a strong desire to survive.