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"Alliance Head Ye, you are too kind. I have often heard of your infamy."

Only she herself knew that she was already on high alert, paying close attention to her opponent's every move. Even the Ghost Vine in her hands was ready to attack at any moment, as long as her opponent made any move, she would be able to retaliate immediately.

There was no other reason, Ye Zhentian's cultivation was already at the late stage of Foundation Establishment! In a place where there was a shortage of Mortal World and spiritual energy, he had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment in a few short decades. It could be seen that he was an outstanding genius in cultivation.

Ye Zhentian was not angered by her words, the coldness on his face was replaced with praise. His appearance is not bad, if it was not for the fact that he had the air of a chivalrous warrior when he was cold, he would be a righteous man when he was not, and would be very provocative, "Princess Qin is indeed an extraordinary person, I have always admired capable people, why do you not submit to me?

"Impudent!" You are a traitor, how could you dare to overturn the rivers of Great Zhou! " Without waiting for Murong Ling's reply, one of the military officials reprimanded Ye Zhentian with a flushed face, "You trespassed into the palace, assassinated the Your Majesty, and were sentenced to nine familial extermination!"

Ye Zhentian's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed past his eyes. Murong Ling's heart was in a bad mood, and sure enough, he brandished a row of ice shards and pierced towards the Martial Officer. She immediately used her vines to stop him, and the extremely cold Qi clashed with the wooden vines, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

However, her opponent was a late Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, even the primary ice thorns were infused with powerful ice elemental energy, the Ghost Vine she produced was not a match for him, at the same time blocking his attack, the long vine turned to dust and disappeared.

No matter how strong his martial arts were, she could not dodge until Murong Ling broke through her opponent's attack. Only then did he regain her senses and took a few steps back in shock, pointing at Ye Zhentian as he said with a trembling voice, "Just who are you, to actually know how to use a demonic technique!"

Ye Zhentian ignored the Martial Officer's fear, looking past the bodyguards to the Emperor and Empress, "Li Xuanjie, Bai Xinlan, when we reunite, you guys are going to send a piece of trash to talk to me?"

Emperor Xuanwu's face darkened, killing intent surfaced on his face, "It's you! You are the enemy of the empress! You were the one who poisoned the empress and made her stay in bed with you for more than twenty years! "

"Emperor, you are so powerful. You still remember me. How rare."

Ye Zhentian's expression was contented, as though he was enjoying the fear and anger of others. He looked at the empress, whose face was already pale, and pretended to sigh. "Bai Xinlan, how does it feel to be tortured by highly toxic poison? If you repent early and hand over the profound art manual from Burying Flowers Palace to this reputed one, how could you have suffered so much? Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful. Back then, I had chased Beauty Wu Lin like a stray dog and had even implicated my son in the end. Do you think that I can't do anything about you hiding in the palace? It's so naive! "

"Did you poison my son?" The empress's eyes burned with anger, her pale face flushed red from anger. "Ye Zhentian, you ungrateful thing, if not for This Palace saving you, how could you be where you are today! Let's not talk about the Burying Flowers Palace manual, but rather, you harmed my son, and today, we shall fight to the death with you! "

Ten hexagonal darts suddenly flew out from her hands, rapidly spinning like streaks of flowing light in the night. They were clearly darts that flew out at the same time, but when they flew towards Ye Zhentian, they strangely changed their direction in the air, each of them rushing towards his mingmen.

If Ye Zhentian was just a normal martial arts expert, he would not have been able to block ten meteor darts at the same time, and thus, he would have been injured. However, he was out of the mortal realm now, so when he saw the darts flying towards him, he did not dodge at all.

The last dart was lightly held in his hand. He lifted it up and ridiculed, "The Burying Flowers Palace's hidden poison weapon, the Meteor Shower, is something that the martial practitioners would be terrified of. It's like looking at it, it's not that much at all."

"How is this possible!"

Although the Queen's martial arts were all crippled, her concealed weapon's power had not faltered. Any expert could not escape the unique hidden weapon of the Burying Flowers Palace, and Ye Zhentian was able to block it effortlessly!

When she thought about the icicle he had just summoned, she was shocked and looked at him in disbelief, "Just what kind of strength do you have? Nascent Realm? "No, the [Innate] realm is just converted into elemental energy. The Fighter's flesh and blood are pure and the steel is not bad. It does not have the power of the five elements, unless …"

"You actually have spiritual roots!"

The last sentence, she almost shouted out, "When you approached the This Palace, you harbored malicious intentions, and you just wanted to seize the Burying Flowers Palace and martial arts technique manual, right?!"

"Not bad, as expected of the Burying Flowers Palace Palace Lord who have been around for thousands of years. Their knowledge is indeed extraordinary." "You don't know, I am an Ice Spirit Root that is blessed by the heavens. Sadly, I was ignorant and missed the best training time, only until I broke through the Innate realm did I realise that there are still cultivators in this world. In order to find a suitable cultivation technique, I have painstakingly searched for many years and finally found out that the secret technique that you inherited from the Burying Flowers Palace and Palace Lord is actually a cultivator's mental cultivation method! As for you bunch of trash, you sit on a treasure mountain and don't even know it. You clearly can't cultivate, so why don't you allow it out! Why don't you give it to me! "

At the end of his sentence, his expression was one of insanity. The veins on his forehead and neck bulged out, and the elemental energy in his body stirred restlessly. He looked extremely frightening.

"Pui, what great face! How can I give you the inheritance of my Burying Flowers Palace!" "So what if you're a cultivator now? The heaven's net is wide and the earth's net is vast and the earth's net reacts to its displeasure. You definitely won't end up well in the end!"

"You're courting death!" Ye Zhentian became angry from the embarrassment. He waved his hand and an eight meter long ice dragon appeared, "Ice Dragon's Roar Sky!"

This was the first time that anyone, whether it was the civil or military officials or the assassin's enemies, had seen such a scene. At this moment, they no longer cared about any hatred or orders, staring blankly at the huge dragon in the sky, as though they were completely dumbstruck.

Why would an ice dragon appear? Could it be that another deity had appeared?

Only Li Cangmin's expression changed, and sshe instantly disappeared from her original position. When he rushed over, he saw Murong Ling holding onto a wooden cane, and her entire body shone with a green light. Like a moth pouncing onto a flame, she pounced towards the enormous creature.

"No!"