The Romantic Soldier King

At this moment, with this scene coupled with the cartoon wind, one could feel the numerous professional thugs and the three black lines on the foreheads of the two elders that were thicker than submarine cables. If a person who was about to die was not discouraged and had no way out, or was unable to turn back in time, he would not die a miserable death. Why would he act like Ye Cheng and act like a monkey and make a ruckus in front of everyone, while also using the Samurai sword s that were regarded as holy objects by the islanders, like symbols of the nation's spirit?    

    

Everyone clearly saw that Ye Cheng's Samurai sword tip was only a centimeter away from his own stomach, but this centimeter was the furthest distance in the world. No matter how Ye Cheng shouted at the top of his lungs, he would never pierce through it.    

    

It was hard to be a professional killer, especially on a sunny afternoon like this, especially under the bright spring light, he would not be able to enjoy it, but he would still have to stand in his original position with the Samurai sword in hand. He would not be able to attack if he attacked, and he would have no way to retreat. This was a feeling that life was better than death. Seeing Ye Cheng so slow and not dying, the killers even had the heart to die for him.    

    

"Deaths are lighter than hongfu, heavier than Mount Tai. And I, Ye Cheng, am now completely dead, a mountain of weight, no, a mountain of weight. Let me die. If my death can be exchanged for the peace in a harmonious human world, then what is the worth of my, Ye Cheng's, death? " Ye Cheng was still passionately expressing his views on life and death. Although he had fought for this period of time out of disgust, it was still quite effective. His cultivation level had just barely recovered to seventy percent. In the battle against Fu Qingyun that day, his own injuries were far more severe than that, but it was also because of that incident that Ye Cheng's self-recovery rate clearly increased by a lot. His previously three days of recovery rate was now less than three hours.    

    

Mei-zi, please bear with it a little longer. Your husband will have the ability to save you. Ye Cheng talked about random things as he spoke, but his eyes had never left the distant prison cart or the unparalleled beauty within it. He had made many wrong decisions in his life. His actions five years ago had failed, and due to Lan Ya's death, five years ago, he had added another mistake to the list. That was, Ye Cheng should not have let Mei Zi go back then. Mei-zi, your husband will definitely save you. If I really have to commit suicide from the bottom of my heart, then that's not for you.    

    

There is a limit to how much a person can endure. Although the elder is experienced and knowledgeable, not every elder has a good temper. If the knock-off version of the Turtle Immortal was said to have a warm and gentle temper, then the stern old man would have the standard fiery temper. In front of all his subordinates, he could not do anything about it, but now, he did not care about it anymore, because if he did not act now, he felt like he would vomit blood and die.    

    

In a blink of an eye, the old man's body flashed and he grabbed onto Ye Cheng's neck.    

    

"Listen, kid, don't think I don't know what's going on in your head. After living for so long, what have I not seen? You think you can deceive me with your little trick of selling your talent in the martial arts world? " The strength in the old man's hand grew stronger as he spoke.    

    

Ye Cheng's neck was being pinched, relying on his thriving Innate Qi to secretly resist, to prevent himself from actually being strangled by the other party's Innate Qi. Looking at the other party's attitude, at the other party's pair of eyes that had endured him for a long time and wanted to put him to death, Ye Cheng bet that he would break his neck like a chocolate biscuit.    

    

The atmosphere had finally changed.    

    

The professional assassins, who were all feeling drowsy and unable to fall down, all regained the nervousness and efficiency they had during the battle. It seemed like another great battle was about to break out.    

    

"Yes, if you have something to say, just say it, An Hong." Ye Cheng tried his best to speak smoothly, but Ye Cheng's face had already turned red. Even so, Ye Cheng still did not forget his humorous skills, and spoke like Zhang Yimou was in the midst of making a movie, "If there's something to talk about, talk about".    

    

"What do you mean 'An Hong is not feeling well'? Remember, you'll have to report to the Kitigarbha Bodhisattva later." This old man will not change his name, Inagawa-kai left deacon elder, Fu Gonglongyi will do the same. We are not some steward, nor are we some steward. In fact, we are the masters of a respected Young Lord. With that lousy mouth of yours, not only did you humiliate our most prized disciple, you also humiliated us. " Fu Gonglongyi glared, and even at a close distance, he could see the fire burning in his eyes.    

    

"T-that's really Sorry!" I swear, if I knew that you all were the parrot's masters, I swear that my curses would be even worse than before. These are what Ye Cheng was thinking deep down.    

    

"Listen, this is also the last words you hear in this world. My Young Lord's Hero cherishes heroes, and originally, he wanted to keep you here to serve my Inagawa-kai. Only then can you establish your merit points in the future so that you can marry my family's young miss. It's a pity, with your intelligence, how can you understand the foresight of my Young Lord? Even so, my Young Lord was still magnanimous and repeatedly told us to let you kill yourself because he admired you for being a hero and wanted you to die a decent death. Unfortunately, you failed him again. "    

    

Oh god, the logic of the islanders is really like that of a god. No wonder they call themselves the descendants of the God of Heaven. Respect me, and you still want me to kill myself? I am a seven feet tall Chinese man, if I don't serve my country, why would I go to your crappy little island? It is only a matter of time before I marry the beautiful woman, but I want to marry her in style, in accordance with our Chinese etiquette. Mei-zi is my, Ye Cheng's, woman.    

    

"Since you are afraid of death, then I will have to take action." After he finished speaking, Fu Gonglongyi's other hand was already raised high into the air. If he were to slash, then the strength would be like ten thousand Samurai sword gathering and slashing at his own body, and he would be chopped into mincemeat.    

    

Jin Yang Heaven Breaking Spell!    

    

Ye Cheng released the zhenyang zhenqi around his body in an instant, it was extremely tyrannical as gold light surged out from his body one after another, surging forth violently. However, Fu Gonglongyi seemed to have already been prepared for this. He used his extremely cold, dark and cold Bei Chen Liu's innate energy to resist, and just like the rock that blocked the snow and wind when the ice storm came, he stood there unmoving.    

    

Fu Gonglongyi's hand was still grabbing onto Ye Cheng's neck.    

    

"I will show you what true qi cultivation is." Fu Gonglongyi's Innate Qi flourished even more, the Jinyang Qi that instantly erupted did not even manage to break through the opponent's barrier, even though the two were so close, to the point of being in a close combat.    

    

When two waves of true qi collided at such a close distance, the power of the shockwave produced could be imagined. The assassins, who were initially surrounded like metal buckets, could not resist even if they relied on their own cultivation. They all retreated backwards, and in one move, they retreated hundreds of steps, barely managing to stabilize their bodies under the continuous shock waves.    

    

The Mountain Village version of the Turtle Immortal looked like he was looking at the sea, all of the shockwaves to him were dust that did not need to be brushed away.    

    

"Ye Cheng, you were completely lucky to have defeated Young Lord, and the one you are fighting right now is me. Furthermore, at this moment, you have no chance of winning." Fu Gonglongyi was holding onto victory, and a rare smile of a victor appeared on his face.    

    

"How can the victor be known before the final moment?" Ye Cheng completely removed his disguise and his zhenyang zhenqi surged once again. The Jin Yang's pupil Realm was shining with a brilliant light, but the originally hundred times used Instant Blast True Light was completely unable to pierce through his opponent's barrier.    

    

"In our island, if you want to eat good raw fish, you must first fatten them up. Only by killing them, especially if you kill them alive, can their meat be considered delicious and top-notch. For the same reason, I allowed you to speak so arrogantly just now so that you could properly nurture your true qi.    

    

What? With a word he roused the dreamer, and it turned out that Ye Cheng's true qi was being absorbed by the dreamer for his own use. If Ye Cheng released more Innate Qi in his attacks, not only would it not cause any harm to his opponents, it would also make them his concubines. If he didn't attack, then what was the difference between sitting still and waiting for death? Left side is dead, right side is also dead, is I, Ye Cheng, really going to lose my life at this moment?    

    

"Master, why are you still standing far away? Are you going to wait for me to die? " There was no other way. He could only turn on his hack. If Master didn't use it, then he really wouldn't have the chance to use it in the future.    

    

However, just as Ye Cheng's voice fell, the ones who came were not their master, but his three loyal brothers who were willing to go through fire and water together. Fan Mingcheng, Xiao Yifeng and An Gaohan descended from the sky, the three of them forming a triangular formation, with their backs facing each other, in a fighting stance.    

    

Uh!    

    

Was it because he couldn't speak properly, or was there a problem with the other party's hearing? Or could it be that his shouts had shifted?    

    

"No, what are you guys doing here?" To die? " Ye Cheng's tone had a hint of disappointment and disappointment in it. Although Fu Gonglongyi's hands were around his neck, and he was in constant danger of having his arteries severed, because Fu Gonglongyi was currently greedily devouring Ye Cheng's zhenyang zhenqi, once his main body died, the zhenyang zhenqi would become passive water, and at that time, it would become a power that was difficult for him to control. It was unknown what kind of harm it would cause.    

    

"If brother is in trouble, how can we as brothers watch from the sidelines? We're here to help you. " With that, the three of them prepared to use their battle qi, hoping that they would be able to increase the strength of Ye Cheng's battle qi.    

    

Just as Fan Mingcheng, Xiao Yifeng and An Gaohan were about to make a move, the other old man who was always by the side also made his move.