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Qing Qing Li's pretty face flushed red, full of incredulity.

The Crown Prince had actually been beaten up?

How dare someone from the younger generation of Heavenly Zhao do this to the Crown Prince?

Chapter 62 - Your Highness, it's really not my fault.

Chapter 62 - Your Highness, it's really not my fault.

Although Zhao Yu's realm wasn't high, he wasn't weak among the younger generation of Tian Zhao Country, and even if he didn't have any strength at all, who would dare to touch him just by virtue of his status?

But now, someone had moved, and it wasn't a matter of moving, before the punch Prince had just been blown away in a chain, but now the slap was a complete humiliation!

Who couldn't see that if Yang Qing was really a reckless person, he would have killed directly at this moment.

It would be fine if that was the case, the crown prince would be fine, but Yang Qing was the one in trouble.

But the problem was that Yang Qing didn't want to kill anyone, he just picked up Zhao Yu like a little chicken child and slapped him!

Ho Suk Do also had his mouth so wide open that he could have stuffed a goose egg!

"I don't know how to die? You're the one who doesn't know how to write the word "death" when your strength is so low and you're still talking nonsense and talking about the strong?"

Yang Qing snorted coldly, gripping Zhao Yu's palm and lifting it up again!

"Stop, stop now, he's a prince..."

He Foot Road a head two big, afraid that Yang Qing can not hear the general roar rushed over.

But while He Foot Road was talking, Yang Qing slapped Zhao Yu on the other side of his face, directly beating the otherwise handsome Crown Prince Zhao Yu into a pig's head, completely unable to see his original face!

After the fight, only then did Yang Qing suddenly glare at him, and with a shudder like throwing a hot potato, he threw the prince right out with a devastated expression.

"What? He's a prince?"

He Foot Road full of black lines, where can not see out Yang Qing this expression is obviously deliberate, Yang Qing this collapse look in obviously are dejected.

Then, Yang Qing but hurried forward to gesture to help the Prince.

"So it's the Crown Prince, I'm so sorry! I thought it was some little punk who came out of nowhere and didn't know the meaning of God.... It's just that he doesn't know, isn't it? The Crown Prince is magnanimous, so I'm sure he won't mind!"

Poof!

The Crown Prince was now spurting out a mouthful of old blood straight from Yang Qing's colossal force!

At the same time, he was bursting into tears, tears that were painful and crushing!

The tears mixed directly with the blood, making his already miserable appearance even more miserable!

"Ugh, don't cry, Prince, it's really not my fault..."

Yang Qing walked forward in a serious manner, and the collapsing prince recoiled on the ground in shock!

But at this moment, a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped him.

This mighty pressure was so strong that Yang Qing had only felt it when the old man was angry.

Under this mighty pressure, Yang Qing even felt that he was about to kneel down.

Not only Yang Qing, but the apparently untargeted Li Qingqing beside him, and even He Foot Dao were all so pale that even breathing seemed difficult!

Needless to say, this pressure came from another great master of the Tianzhao Kingdom, the strong man truly responsible for protecting the crown prince, Duan Zhong, the great eunuch of the Tianzhao Kingdom's Imperial Palace!

But as this mighty Yang Qing pressed down to his knees, Yang Qing reddened violently, with a slightly purple red mane flashing across his body!

"Ho!"

Yang Qing exploded with a roar, and the pressure that enveloped him was instantly blown away!

"Trying to get me to my knees? You're not good enough!"

Yang Qing growled out and looked into the distance, where there was no one there, only a large tree swaying slightly with the wind!

The mighty pressure dissipated, and He Foot Dao was also covered in cold sweat, while also looking at Yang Qing in amazement.

Yang Qing had once again impressed him, actually getting rid of the Grand Grandmaster's pressure?

It wasn't just a matter of Yang Qing's strength, it was also a matter of will, without a firm will, under such a terrifying pressure, a normal person would have collapsed long ago, but Yang Qing was able to break free!

Yang Qing swept around and didn't find anyone, he once again snorted coldly, "Dead eunuch, sooner or later I'll make you pay!"

Then, Yang Qing didn't care where exactly Duan Chong was anymore, and once again walked up to the Prince, no longer pretending to be unaware of what he was doing before, but speaking coldly.

"Your Highness Prince, if you really want to punish me for today's matter, it's fine to go back to your old man and tell him off, but I want one more mouth to feed..."

Crown Prince Zhao Yu, his cheeks were now swollen and his two eyes could only squint a slit, but one could also see his eyeballs spinning nonstop, his eyes filled with anger and fear!

Yang Qing continued, "Remember, in the future, you'd better lift your Prince identity first, because without it, you're not even a fart!"

After saying that, Yang Qing directly turned around and headed towards the beach, waving his hand as he walked.

"I can't understand it, is your old man's vision so bad? That Zhao Delong stuff isn't great either, but it's much better than this stuff!"

Yang Qing was also right, in terms of talent, Zhao Yu was not as good as Zhao Delong.

Although Zhao Yu was now a Martial Master and Zhao Delong might still be at the High Martial Realm, Zhao Yu was a Crown Prince and his resources were simply not comparable to Zhao Delong, and Zhao Delong hadn't even touched the resources his old man had given him before.

In terms of being a person, Zhao Delong was arrogant, but he wouldn't be like Zhao Yu.

In fact, Yang Qing was unclear, although Zhao Delong was talented, he was only born to a maidservant, whereas Zhao Yu, even though he was not so talented, his mother had a deep background, that was the difference!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Qing had entered the sea.

At this time, Li Qingqing, who had already been blinded by Yang Qing, finally came back to her senses and she blushed, "Bastard, my sword!"

Yang Qing actually ran away with her sword like that, it was given to her by her grandfather, it wasn't an ordinary weapon, but was made from the bones of a great master realm demon beast, its strength and toughness were far beyond ordinary weapons!

Hearing this, Yang Qing turned back and grinned, "Want it? Come get it yourself!"

"Bastard!"

Li Qingqing was so angry that she stomped her foot, but she didn't dare to rush up to get it, she wasn't Yang Qing's match.

Not long after, Yang Qing's figure had disappeared into the sea, and He Foot Dao's central tent of the army camp, He Foot Dao was guarding the outside from afar, drooping his head, his face full of black lines!

And within the tent, Li Qingqing sat exasperated, the prince's face was dressed with medicine, the swelling slightly slowed, but he was furiously pointing at an old eunuch with white hair beside him.

"Eunuch Duan, what do you mean by that? Why didn't you do anything to stop it?"

The old eunuch bowed his back and looked respectful, but his tone was very bad: "Your Highness Prince, Your Majesty has orders to keep you alive, and Old Slave is ordered to keep you safe, Old Slave is not your thugs!"

"You...."

Zhao Yu collapsed, but it couldn't be helped, there was really only one person in Heavenly Zhao who could command this old man, Father!

He plucked out a glance at the old eunuch Duan Zhong and forced himself to calm down, "He scolded you, and you're not angry at all?"

"Not angry!"

Duan Chong shook his head slightly and then said, "Rather, Your Highness, as a prince, you should have the capacity to accommodate people, now that Your Highness is in the midst of employing people, why don't you recruit them?"

"Bullshit, recruiting him? I'll kill him! Don't think I can't kill him without you!"

The crown prince shouted incessantly, and Duan Chong shook his head slightly and had disappeared in a flash.

Chapter 63 - Beast Tide Comes, Yang Qing Goes on the Move

Chapter 63 - Beast Tide Comes, Yang Qing Goes on the Move

On the surface of the sea, a large number of demonic beasts roared madly, constantly approaching the beach.

He Foot Dao led the army in a stern standby, a warship lined up in a row, with Martial Master realm powerhouses standing forward.

In this beast tide, martial masters were the main force, and martial artists could only be cannon fodder, acting as logistics in the martial master's rear.

He Foot Dao stood at the front, his Martial Sect aura unabashedly and fully unleashed, as if even the storm clouds had been stirred.

He was flanked by several great Martial Grandmaster realm powerhouses.

In addition to the several Grand Martial Masters among the barracks, Li Qingqing, who had just been robbed of the Jade Bone Sword by Yang Qing, was also listed.

She wasn't acting as a bodyguard for the crown prince, nor was she accompanying him for fun.

This time out, she was here to sharpen herself and wanted to break through with battle.

She was down to the Great Martial Master realm, all that was missing was an opportunity to transform her full body tiger power into dragon power and successfully advance to the Martial Master realm.

On the other hand, the crown prince, just inside the barracks, raised a high platform and built a pavilion, with a guard serving by his side.

Apart from the bruises still on his face, it was very pleasant.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu, looking to the far side of the sea was filled with resentment, looking at the overwhelming number of demon beasts, the only thing he thought was that with so many demon beasts, killing Yang Qing may not require his own hands!

He was humiliated right after he came here, no one else could accept it, and there was no need to conceal his desire to kill Yang Qing!

It was only that the great eunuch Duan Zhong he commanded not to move, and there was no one available by his side, so he could only wait and see before moving.

But at this moment, Yang Qing was already deep into the sea.

Not long after Yang Qing entered the sea with the old turtle, he converted to simulate the scent of a demon beast, and what he emitted was indeed the scent of a ninth grade demon soldier.

Yang Qing was not foolish enough to confront a large number of demons alone, he had already brought the old turtle to dive into the seabed, this was to avoid the beast tide.

Right at this moment, a beast with red eyes could already be seen in the eyes of the crowd.

He Su Dao took a deep breath, "Martial artists retreat, the first batch of martial artists move forward, kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

"Kill all these animals!"

"Kill, brothers, and we will not rest until we kill them all!"

A roar astonished the heavens with an invincible momentum, instantly sweeping all the participating martial artists.

Humans and demonic beasts were inherently life and death enemies, and such beast tides had erupted many times before, and the army of He Foot Dao that was guarding the seaside, they were meant for this moment!

But it was obvious that humans were still at a disadvantage.

There were too many beasts, and they were not weak in the slightest!

Boom Boom!

Instantly, the first batch of demon beasts arrived and the battle began in an instant!

Right from the start, the battle was lopsided, with human martial artists braving death and almost out to exterminate a large area!

Morale was high on the human side, but everyone understood that this first wave of beasts was mostly just demon pawns, and the real beast tide was still to come!

Tens of miles away from the shore, two figures stopped moving and stayed quietly at the bottom of the sea.

A wave of demon beasts above their heads created numerous waves, madly surging towards the shore.

"The fifth wave, the sixth wave, the seventh wave..."

Yang Qing counted the waves of the beast tide at the bottom of the sea, there were actually ten waves of beast tide, and by the end it was all demon soldiers, equivalent to the human martial artist realm.

The beast tide was really strong this time, Yang Qing was even starting to worry, "Can He Su Dao hold it?"

If He Foot Road couldn't hold and the demon beasts landed, then Linhai City could be the second line of defense.

With Linhai City's current strength, it wouldn't be able to hold out even if it was sitting in a fortress.

At that time, Linhai City would face extinction once again!

As the saying goes, no egg is perfect when the nest is overturned, Linhai City is now the foundation of the Yang family, we cannot afford to lose it!

Yang Qing's eyes flickered, this time when he came out alone, apart from fishing for benefits, of course he also had to find a way to stop this beast tide.

After a while more, after making sure that there was no more massive beast tide coming from the rear, Yang Qing slapped the big turtle next to him, "Go!"

The old turtle, who was afraid of death, had already pretended to be a corpse, and was now patted by Yang Qing before sticking out his head and taking a dazed look at the sea, then his divine mind communicated with Yang Qing.

"Nothing?"

Yang Qing gave the old turtle another slap in a bad mood, "Useless thing, I regret why I wasted the Imperial Beast Ring on you, so cowardly!"