Dragon Breaking Empyrean Spell

However, Hong Qinglin couldn't care less about the pain and the excitement. He was afraid that something bad might happen to his sister. Right now, it was already a matter of life and death. If he stayed here for a while longer, perhaps a great disaster would befall him. He was already like this. No matter what, he wanted his sister to live on, even if it meant living with a bit of grievance.    

    

However, as long as he was still alive, he might have a chance in the future.    

    

"Big brother, don't panic. The palace is in chaos now. That old bastard Yan Junhe has been killed. We are free in the future!" Hong Yun'er turned her head to look at her big brother, her eyes filled with tears. The once handsome and handsome Crown Prince of the Yuan Kingdom had actually turned out like this …    

    

Hearing Hong Yun'er's words, both Hong Qing Lin and Pan Zhong were stunned for a moment; neither of them seemed to believe her words. However, Hong Qinglin believed that his little sister wouldn't lie to him. He just didn't think that such a thing would happen no matter what.    

    

"Hahaha …" Pan Xin raised his head and laughed loudly. He pointed at Hong Yun'er and said with a face full of contempt, "I say, Your Highness Princess, are you still awake? Did sleepwalking come to our side? Killed our great Imperial Advisor? Who in the world could do this? Ridiculous, extremely laughable! "    

    

Pan Tong laughed wantonly. He did not believe in this kind of thing. The palace was indeed a little chaotic, but he believed that with the Imperial Advisor's strength, he would soon be suppressed. In his eyes, Yan Junhe was an invincible existence. Who could kill him?    

    

Isn't this a huge joke?    

    

One had to say, the knowledge and confidence of a frog in the well sometimes made one feel quite helpless.    

    

"BOOM!"    

    

Right at this time, a plump, round thing rolled over from the ground, bleeding profusely and directly rolling to the foot of Pan Zhong.    

    

Pan Yuan looked down and saw the dim moonlight. He was a martial artist after all, yet he could still see clearly.    

    

"Ah …" The next moment, a scream was heard. It was so sharp that it could pierce the sky. Pan Xing jumped away as if he had seen a ghost, his face was filled with endless fear. He pointed his finger at the head on the ground while trembling, unable to utter a complete word.    

    

"How much skill does it take to kill this kind of trash?" Bai Yu Zhe's group removed their invisibility and directly appeared in front of Pan Xuan. The one who spoke was Long Han Hai, and his tone was filled with disdain.    

    

"You … You... This is fake! This head, it only looks similar to the head of an Imperial Advisor, but it actually wants to bring it here to deceive me! Ridiculous, truly laughable! "Just you wait, your heads will soon hit the ground and all of you will die without a complete corpse!" At this time, Pan Zhong seemed to have realized what was going on and shouted at Bai Yu Zhe and the rest, trying to put on a brave front and looking weak at the same time.    

    

In reality, his mind was completely blank. A group of people suddenly appearing in an empty place. This was completely unscientific. However, he did believe in the reason he came up with. He believed that the mighty Imperial Advisor was definitely not dead, and would soon kill these people!    

    

The reason for that was because the Imperial Advisor's strength was peerless in the world …    

    

Bai Yu Zhe and the others shook their heads. It was rare to see someone selling their master for glory to such a degree. He didn't have much to say to such a person and just directly killed him with a slap.    

    

Until the moment of his death, Pan Zhong had been screaming that they would soon die without a complete corpse. In the end, he was slapped into a pile of mud.