I, the first son, became a woman

Ye Ning turned the Zhuxian Sword horizontally, and it immediately turned into an extremely long shield.

That Qi Yulong's deer tendon black gold spear came, and it happened to stab the Zhuxian sword firmly.

hum!

The two peerless magic weapons collided together, and there was a buzzing sound in an instant, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Many ministers couldn't hold on for a while, and suddenly stretched out their hands to cover their ears, only to feel that their ears were crackling and chaotic, as if sharp objects were sliding across a smooth stone.

"hateful……!"

The Lujin Wujin Spear was forced to retract, feeling a dull pain in his tiger's mouth, and a burst of tension.

Qi Yulong frowned and stepped back.

Ye Ning seized the opportunity, turned around suddenly, and stabbed directly with Zhu Xianjian.

puff!

The dragon and phoenix wheels rolled towards them, with momentum like a rainbow.

Ye Ning turned around casually, but it seemed that he had already prepared, and eyes were born behind his back.

Everyone only saw Ye Ning coming out with a sword.

In the next second, the merged dragon and phoenix wheels were stabbed in the crack by the Jade Immortal Sword.

People haven't reacted yet.

Ye Ning already gritted his teeth, and with a roar, he suddenly raised the Zhu Xian sword.

The dragon wheel and the phoenix wheel on the left and right split apart in an instant, and they hit the ground on the left and right with two bangs, sinking into a huge hole.

"Great opportunity! Tornado Emperor Boom!"

Seeing Ye Ning with his back turned to him, dealing with the dragon and phoenix wheel.

Although Qi Yulong's arm was in severe pain and his body was trembling slightly, he understood in an instant that this was a great opportunity that could not be missed!

So he raised his eyes for a moment, and raised the deer tendon black gold gun in his hand.

Standing guarded by the sword and shield of the Seven Star Kunwu Sword.

Below, Xia Juan helped Xia Feiyan heal her injuries while protecting Jin'er.

On the one hand, she crouched on the ground and watched Ye Ning and Qi Yulong's fight nervously, feeling restless.

"Ye, behind you!"

I couldn't help blurting out, and I didn't care about the face in front of these countless ministers and the so-called etiquette.

Xia Juan's angry roar came out, and Qi Yulong, who was attacking secretly, suddenly changed his face, knowing that it was not good.

Immediately, his mana suddenly swelled, like a giant reaching the sky, and the power of the deer tendon black golden spear was so aggressive that it seemed to overturn the whole world.

"The Monument to Kill Immortals!"

Bang!

The strength of the galloping horses fell with a shot from the Lujin Wujin Spear, and with a bang, it pierced on the Zhuxian Stele that suddenly appeared and grew in the wind.

The Zhuxian Monument is one of the three magic weapons of the Zhuxian King. It is as solid as a rock and indestructible!

And that deer tendon black golden gun was also a well-known magic weapon in ancient times, and it spread across the world.

The shot and the monument collided together.

In an instant, all the shocks rushed in all directions instead.

"not good……"

He felt that something was not quite right, and he never thought that Ye Ning had so many magic weapons.

Qi Yulong frowned, but still took a step too late, and his whole body was sent flying by the shock wave from the impact of these two magic weapons.

"Black Dragon Spring!"

Whoa!

That magnificent body was about to fall to the ground under the eyes of everyone.

However, everyone only heard Qi Yulong's cry.

In the next second, another treasure bag burst out.

Immediately, a tsunami spewed out from outside the Julong Hall, enveloping Qi Yulong's body in an instant, dragging him lightly, and falling to the ground.

Another peerless magic weapon? !

Seeing that Qi Yulong waved his hand at this critical moment, it turned out to be the same famous Black Dragon Spring.

Everyone looked at me and you, and felt even more confused about the Seventh Prince who didn't know much.

A prince who was far away from the capital, was not favored, and was even weak and sick since childhood.

How...how could he have so many magic weapons?

Even his martial arts realm...is far superior to these princes and princes who are devouring heaven and earth treasures and working hard day and night? !

Snapped!

Regardless of the surrounding eyes, or don't bother to care.

With the shame of defeat on his face, a more intense killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Qi Yulong landed on the ground and raised his arms.

A small gourd slowly fell into his palm.

All the rising sea water just now seemed to be moving, and returned to the gourd in Qi Yulong's hand in the blink of an eye.

The Black Dragon Spring is rumored to be a magic weapon condensed by the ancient Black Dragon Pool.

In addition to this... Qi Yulong has revealed three peerless magic weapons in just one stick of incense.

Everything is enough to make countless people scramble to break their heads.

But he did it so easily, he revealed it carelessly...

Where did his background come from?And why is it so profound! ?

Holding the Zhuxian sword in one hand, and the other behind his back.

Standing on the sky, Ye Ning has long hair fluttering behind him, looking free and easy.

But his eyes, at this moment, fell tightly on Qi Yulong's body, without anger or prestige.

"Your Highness Seventh, accept."

Nodding to Qi Yulong, Ye Ning didn't seem to care that the other party could produce so many magic weapons.

It's just that the more he doesn't care.

The more this is different from the amazed ministers around him.

Qi Yulong felt even more humiliated and resentful, wishing he could tear Ye Ning to pieces right away!

"Concession?"

"Hmph! Ye Ning, the fight between you and me is not over yet."

"When did you defeat me?"

"Come again!"

Can't swallow this breath.

He was even more annoyed by Ye Ning's attitude of not caring about himself at all.

From childhood to adulthood... since childhood, no one cared about him, and no one remembered a seventh prince who was recuperating from his illness.

At best, they only know that there is a "noble son" who has been practicing meditation for more than ten years in a temple outside the capital.

And now...

With a body of unique knowledge, a body of peerless magic weapons, and the mighty grace of the emperor who ruled the world.

These people should surrender to themselves, marvel at themselves, and praise themselves.

Even groveling and humiliating for his own pleasure.

In this situation, there appeared a Ye Ning who was indifferent to him and didn't respond to his various magic weapons and martial arts.

This indifference seems to remind Qi Yulong of the past...

The loneliness and the neglected past that disgusted him!

So close your eyes, squeeze the deer tendon black gold gun and the black dragon spring in your hand.

Qi Yulong grimaced, looked around and was about to rush forward again to compete with Ye Ning.

But it was also when Qi Yulong left.

Among the crowd, a familiar voice suddenly tore everyone's concentration.

Chapter 1342 Returning to the Palace

"Bold! Are you trying to rebel?!!!"

Some distorted and distinctive voices made everyone look at each other at this moment, and hesitated.

"Huh? Is this voice...?"

Frowning for a while, she helped Xia Feiyan get up, and held Jin'er's little arm with the other hand.

Xia Juan stood up unhurriedly, and saw that Ye Ning had also slowly fallen from the sky, standing beside her.

The two looked at each other, nodded their heads tacitly, and looked in the direction of the voice in doubt.

"Ok?"

For a moment, he frowned and his eyes froze.

Stand among the ministers who support themselves.

Qi Xiunian's face changed, and he suddenly realized it, and hurriedly looked at the source of the voice.

"That voice is..."

"Cao... Cao Ming faint?"

"This is……?!"

Turning heads one by one, and turning bodies one by one, in an instant as the field of vision advances, they constantly make way for a small gap because of turning around.

until the end.

Dressed in a fine attire, Cao Mingwan had two white eyebrows and a domineering face, and he glanced at the people in front of him displeased.

"Humph!"

He sneered, and his eyes couldn't help turning again and again.

He seems to understand what must have happened today, but he can't make a decision for a moment.

"What do you people want to do?!"

Seeing the ministers standing up in front of him, he looked at the dilapidated tables and chairs and countless ruins on the ground.

Cao Ming frowned, and then swaggered past the courtiers beside him, and walked in unhurriedly.

When he took a closer look, he saw Xing Xiuwei who was imprisoned by Yanming, holding his head down and kneeling on the ground firmly.

Cao Ming's faint face finally turned pale in an instant, and his eyes suddenly widened, burning with anger.

"Bold!"

"Yanming, what do you want to do?! How dare you treat the emperor like this!"

"You people, do you want to rebel? !!!"

The roaring sound fell into everyone's ears at this moment, echoing throughout the palace.

Cao Minghun was impassioned and furious.

But when he looked around, he suddenly found that no one responded, and no one...had any fear?