Don’t talk about King Qin.

With his Thirteen Swordsman, can he stop Ji Yun?

"Where did you come from, old thing? Get out of here."

Thirteen of Swords?

Ji Yuan had never heard of a master from the Great Qin Empire daring to compete with Xuanyang Palace.

The mantis blocks the car with its arms and does not overestimate its own capabilities.

Ji Yun's palm trembled crazily. In an instant, a huge flaming palm shined brightly in the void and struck the Thirteenth Master fiercely.

The five fingers of the huge palm were spread out, like a stone pillar reaching the sky. It was suddenly grasped, as if it contained the power of God.

Click!

Without even looking at it, Thirteenth Master raised his hand and struck a sword. This palm, which seemed to contain the power of God, was pierced by the sword light in an instant and disappeared into thin air.

"this……"

Ji Yun's expression was shocked. How could this be possible? Even a strong man in the Tianpo Realm couldn't break it easily with his palm.

Old man, what is your identity?

He looked at Master Thirteen, and the look in his eyes became unnaturally stiff.

"It's been a long time since anyone has spoken like this in front of me, but he's just a deacon of Xuanyang Palace. He's not even born in heaven, yet he dares to be so presumptuous in front of me! Kneel down!"

The Thirteenth Master shouted coldly at Ji Yun, like thunder, and his voice contained the clanging sword intent.

Extremely domineering!

Ji Yun felt like he was struck by lightning on the spot. He felt a heavy thump in his chest and opened his mouth to spit out blood.

There is a huge sword intent, like a mountain, pressing down.

No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail. This arrogant deacon of Xuanyang Palace fell off the altar and knelt down in front of everyone.

"Sword Thirteen!"

Seeing such a scene, the hearts of everyone in Longmen trembled violently. The old man's strength completely overturned everyone's impression.

"Senior, who is this master? If this junior was rude just now, please forgive me... But I am the deacon of Xuanyang Palace, don't go too far!"

Ji Yuan knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word.

As he spoke, the majesty and arrogance from before were completely gone.

"Palm mouth."

Jian Shisan looked indifferent and slapped him across the face. With a snap, Ji Yun was slapped and spit out blood on the spot.

He didn't even look at the other party, but looked directly at King Qin, and snorted coldly: "The Holy Envoy didn't show up, so what qualifications do you, King Qin, have to join Xuanyang Palace to deal with Lin Yun?"

The King of Qin said coldly: "The Dragon Gate Competition is the Dragon Gate Competition, but the personal affairs of our Great Qin cannot be dealt with by the Holy Envoy. Since the Holy Envoy did not show up to stop it, he obviously acquiesced that I would handle the matter. Qin Yu's death

, Lin Yun must pay the price!"

"Then go ahead and give it a try!"

Thirteenth Master frowned coldly and shouted in a deep voice.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, and it was much more terrifying than the fight with Ji Yun just now.

These are two powerful men in the Tianpo Realm competing for each other!

Everyone was extremely nervous. No one could guarantee that the Thirteenth Master and King Qin would fight each other.

With their strength, can they escape in the aftermath of the fight between the two?

"Dead people cannot be resurrected. If my father goes on a killing spree for a dead man who brought it upon himself, and ignores the people of the Qin Dynasty, there is no need to continue to sit on this throne."

It was during the confrontation between Jian Shisan and King Qin that things got out of hand.
Chapter completed!