Nine Dragons War Sovereign

A light breeze blew.

Xia Qingfeng actually vomited blood and was sent flying. Lang Yun's expression changed, he had not realised what was happening, only that a figure appeared in the sky.

"What's going on?" Yun Nichang was startled, but when she raised her head to look at Ye Ling, she saw a lady dressed in red appeared, like a goddess descending to the mortal world, her expression was agitated, and tears rolled down from her eyes, "Young miss!"

"Xia Qingfeng!"

"Who gave you the guts to kill my, Nalan Qiushui's, guest?!"

Nalan Qiushui could feel that there was still a sliver of life left in Ye Ling's body, and she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. However, regarding the matter of Ye Ling being injured, and how he was almost killed, she would naturally not let it go.

Nalan Qiushui knew very well that Xia Qingfeng was a disciple of the Empyrean Lang Xie, and if Lang Yun was anything good, then this matter must have been done by the two of them.

"Miss Nalan Nalan Lan?" Xia Qingfeng's face was pale, he was not yet awake. When he heard someone questioning him, his expression changed greatly, and he slowly raised his head to look at Nalan Qiushui who was glaring at him, and his heart immediately became uneasy, "He is a remnant of the Honghuang Sect, and my senior brother Qian Long had also died in his hands. Does Miss Nalan want to protect an outsider?"

"How dare you!"

"Who do you think you are? Qian Long brought this upon himself, if his skills are not as good as others, then he deserved it! "

"If it's you, how dare you disrespect me, Nalan Yanran, then why did Martial God Sect leave you here!"

Nalan Qiushui was surprised, her eyes flashed with a cold light, but after she said that, she immediately took action, raising her hand for a moment, as a sword beam shot out from her hand.

"Whiz!"

The sword qi was very oppressive, and the killing intent was very strong.

Xia Qingfeng's face revealed fear, he was about to get up and dodge when suddenly, he felt a terrifying cold aura pouncing on him.

"cold dragon zhenqi?"

Sensing the cold energy entering his body, Xia Qingfeng's face immediately paled, his entire body felt as though it had been frozen, the bone-piercing aura making him unable to move.

"Humph!"

Just as Xia Qingfeng was about to die, a snort came from the void, and in the next moment, a burst of terrifying Qi appeared, the sword tip that was rushing at Xia Qingfeng suddenly exploded.

When Xia Qingfeng saw this, he was so shocked that cold sweat instantly broke out on his body, and he almost died on the spot. He was extremely glad in his heart, and following that, the cold energy in his body dispersed.

"Grandfather!" Lang Yun could feel the Qi coming from the void, he was extremely excited, he anxiously turned his head, and when he saw an old man dressed in a black robe appear, he cried, and the grievances in his heart started to pour out.

The black-robed old man who appeared had an ice-cold face, his hair was as white as snow, and one of his eyes had a black hole in it. This was a masterpiece by Emperor Huang, and the black-robed old man was none other than Lang Yun's grandfather, Empyrean Lang Xie.

He was one of the three heads of Martial God Sect and was one of the strongest in Octoterra Divine Region. His disciples were experts in the sect and could be considered one of the strongest in Octoterra Divine Region.

"Empyrean Lang Xie?" When Nalan Qiushui saw that she did not manage to kill Xia Qingfeng in a single strike, her expression became extremely solemn and ugly, and when she saw that the one who had attacked was actually Empyrean Lang Xie, he became somewhat afraid.

"Ni Chang, take Ye Ling to my grandfather first. I'll take care of the things here!" When the Empyrean Lang Xie appeared, Nalan Qiushui knew that this matter would not end here, but the most important matter at hand now was still Ye Ling's life. She naturally would not delay this matter any further, as he would not waste any more time to save Ye Ling.

Hearing that, Yun Nichang's expression looked unresigned, she bit her lips fiercely and turned to look at Ye Ling, who was in the air, and anxiously left the place.

"NO!" Grandfather cannot let that brat go! " Seeing Ye Ling being taken away by Yun Nichang, Lang Yun became even more anxious and hurriedly shouted towards her grandfather and Empyrean Lang Xie.

Empyrean Lang Xie frowned. Just as he was about to chase up to Yun Nichang, he saw Nalan Qiushui suddenly pacing in front of him, with an unfriendly expression on his face as he said, "Senior Lang Xie, don't be overbearing. He is only my friend, why must you kill him all?"

"Qiushui, what is the meaning of this?"

"I didn't blame you for killing my disciple, but now that my grandson Lang Yun is heavily injured, he can't be separated from me, and it's you who is going against me?"

"Also!" The marriage agreement between you and my grandson is about to be completed. If it wasn't for your young ignorance and your grandfather's face, do you think I would be wasting my breath on you here!? "

"Oh? Senior Lang Xie is really a joker! "

"I, Nalan Qiushui's fiancé, am not some sloppy, useless, useless playboy. I, your grandson, am unable to do anything about it. Furthermore, my grandfather does not seem to agree to anything you say, so why should I put gold on my face?"

Nalan Qiushui gave a sweet smile but she remained unmoved in the face of Empyrean Lang Xie. Each and every word she said was mean and mean, but everything she said caused Lang Xie's face to turn red instead, and anger ignited on his eyebrows.

"Slut!" Who do you think you are, to dare insult me, Lang Yun! " was furious when he heard it. Being looked down upon by Nalan Qiushui, it was simply a huge humiliation. After all, he was the descendant of the Heavenly Sovereign, who in the Martial God Sect wouldn't give him face?

"Shut up!"

Empyrean Lang Xie suddenly scolded Lang Yun loudly. Nalan Qiushui was obviously making the two of them lose face, but Lang Yun did not notice, and was still wrangling.

"Grandfather, you!" Being angrily rebuked by Grandfather and Empyrean Lang Xie, Lang Yun's expression became startled, and his heart was extremely unresigned. However, seeing his Grandfather Lang Xie's appearance, Lang Yun still chose to keep his mouth shut.

"However, Senior Lang Xie is still unwilling to let this go. Qiushui can only ask my grandfather to appear."

Nalan Qiushui looked down at Lang Yun, her face revealing a look of contempt, and then cupped her fists and reminded Lang Xie with a smile. Only then did she indifferently walk away.

Empyrean Lang Xie's face was flushed red like a flame. He was stopped by a little girl, but he still felt embarrassed, so he gritted his teeth and said, "If this sovereign wasn't injured in Emperor Huang's battle, I would have never given you a silly little girl who is acting mighty in front of me!"

Empyrean Lang Xie was furious, he suffered heavy injuries from his fight with Emperor Huang, and his strength had been greatly reduced.

"Master, that Ye Ling suffered a blow from disciple 'Lei Chi'. Even if he was taken away by Nalan Qiushui, he might not be able to save him." Seeing Nalan Qiushui leaving, the frightened Xia Qingfeng turned around and said to Lang Xie.

"That may not be so!"

"If that old bastard Nalan Lan makes a move, he will have a chance of survival."

When Xia Qingfeng heard this, his expression turned ugly. If Ye Ling did not die, the anger in his heart would not calm down, and he thought to himself, "If I can kill him once, I can kill him twice.

"Grandson, why do I feel your yang energy weakening?" Empyrean Lang Xie retracted his gaze, and directly turned to look at Lang Yun who was sprawled on the ground, his expression somewhat heavy, as he asked.

"Huh?" Upon being asked by his grandfather, Lang Xie, Lang Yun's expression immediately became chaotic. Her legs were tightly shut and her face was as pale as paper. She actually did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

"What happened?" On the contrary, Lang Yun's expression made the Empyrean Lang Xie a little confused, but he could clearly see that Lang Yun had something hard to say, so he simply asked for it in a low voice.

Xia Qingfeng who was at the side looked curiously at Lang Yun. If it wasn't for Empyrean Lang Xie's reminder, he really wouldn't know why Lang Yun became enemies with Ye Ling.

"I … I've been cut into pieces!" Lang Yun's face turned ugly, and his eyes became misty with tears. He had to say that it was because he could only rely on his grandfather, Lang Xie, to avenge him for a grievance that was originally hard to talk about.

He was in his prime, but without a lifeline, how could he face anyone in the right side? This was simply a great shame, if he was missing an arm or a leg he could make it back, but his lifeline was gone and he would not be able to make it back.

After Lang Yun said the sore spot in his heart, he immediately cried out with tears all over his face.

"What?!" When Empyrean Lang Xie heard that, his expression immediately changed. His own grandson had been castrated, if this were to spread out, he would not even know where he would lose face.

"How dare they!"

"Sir Lang Yun, you can rest assured. I will definitely take revenge for you!"

Hearing Lang Yun say all this, Xia Qingfeng became even more furious. This despicable method was truly shameful.

"Yun'er, don't worry. With grandfather acting on your behalf, I will definitely pay you back double!"

The Empyrean Lang Xie was resolute and decisive, solemnly replying to Lang Yun. This matter was related to the Lang family inheritance, he naturally valued it greatly.