Eight Magical Techniques of Yin and Yang of the Bright Moon in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 173 Soul-suppressing and life-threatening tiger and leopard Lei Yin!

The crimson flame continued to condense, and finally turned into a seven-foot spear engraved with dragon patterns. Looking at the terrifying sword aura coming from the horizontal cut, Ye Yuan's expression changed, and then he threw it suddenly. .

"Li Zi·Longyan Spear!"

In an instant, the dragon shadow was tumbling, and the flaming spear flew out, tearing the air and flying away with terrifying heat.In the blink of an eye, it collided fiercely with the arrow.

As a wave of air swept across, the two exploded at the same time.The terrifying sword energy shattered directly, while the spear turned into streams of fire, which scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Ye Yan's expression was normal, the opponent's move had already been used, and it was his turn to make a move.

I saw it pointed like a sword, and the magic circle under the feet was turning, and he yelled softly: "Xun character, wind blade!"

In an instant, invisible wind blades solidified instantly, and flew out in the blink of an eye, attacking the opponent.

Feeling the sharp whistling energy, Xuan Jian hastily dodged, narrowly avoiding the blow.

However, this is not over yet, and at this moment, Ye Yan moved his sword finger, and the scorching heat instantly condensed in front of him: "Li Zi, Fen Yan!"

At the same time, seven or eight fireballs instantly emerged, surrounded the opponent, and trapped him.

As the words fell, the scorching fireballs bombarded down in unison, sealing off all escape routes. Under such circumstances, the opponent could no longer dodge.

A dignified look flashed in Black and White Xuan Jian's sharp eyes, holding both blades and spinning at a high speed in a strange posture, and the billowing sword energy scattered in all directions.

Under the vigorous tearing, the fireballs also shattered one after another.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yan smacked his lips with regret, but unfortunately, his Fenghou Qimen has just been comprehended, far from being proficient, otherwise this series of attacks would not be so easily resolved by the opponent.

At the same time, Xuan Jian saw the empty space, flew forward, and mercilessly chopped down with both swords.

Facing such a ferocious attack, Ye Yan did not dodge at all, his expression remained unchanged, and he said in a low voice, "Gen, Kunlun!"

In an instant, a metallic luster flashed across the entire body, and all the muscles, bones, skin and flesh became extremely hard.

Xuan Jian held a sharp blade to attack, but the sharp kunai seemed to be piercing the steel plate, sparking sparks, and every fall of the sword could not hurt the former in the slightest.

At this time, I saw Ye Yan raised his right hand, clenched his fist suddenly, and there was a strong flash of lightning, and he shouted in his heart: "Thunderstorm!"

In an instant, the iron fist wrapped in thunder struck heavily on the former pair of swords, and with bursts of vigor surging, a dazzling thunder burst into bloom, shooting out lightning.

Black and White Xuanjian let out a muffled snort, his chest heaving violently, obviously exhausted.

Although he knew that Ye Yan was stronger than himself, he was unwilling to admit defeat easily. With a loud shout, the black sword energy continued to wrap around the weapon, and the powerful sword energy burst out suddenly.

"Suppress the soul!"

With both arms suddenly exerting force, he unreservedly exerted twelve points of strength, and the bloody killing spirit turned into a terrifying illusion and invaded the mind, making people stunned.

Even the scene in front of him seemed to be distorted.

Feeling the strange energy erosion, Ye Yuan's head sank involuntarily, and he couldn't stop the chaotic pain.

He knew that this was the opponent's tactic to suppress the bottom of the box. Even a momentary loss of concentration in such a fierce battle would lead to defeat, not to mention such a fierce mental attack.

Immediately after seeing a flash in his eyes, he raised his sword and shouted: "Zhenzi, Hubao Leiyin!"

"Roar!"

With a loud shout, a huge wave of sound rolled and swept across, like the roar of a hundred beasts and like thunder descending into the world, it made the hearts of those who heard it shattered, and the evil spirits had nowhere to hide!

The two forces collided suddenly, and the hostility and illusion were instantly shattered. Black and white Xuanjian couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, as if his head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

The whole person was sent flying by the shock, and he barely stood still until he withdrew a few feet away.

At the same time, Ye Shang appeared in front of him in a flash, and before he could make a move, the sword finger lingering in his true energy had already touched the center of his brow.

As long as the zhenqi burst out at the fingertips, it can be severely damaged instantly!
Feeling the tingling pain on his forehead, Black and White Xuanjian's heart trembled slightly, and then he exhaled a long breath, put away his swords and said, "I lost. You shouldn't be using Yin Yang technique, right?"

Ye Yan smiled, and withdrew his sword finger: "It's a strange technique, and it can be regarded as an inheritance from ancient times."

Hearing this, Xuan Jian's eyes flashed. Although he was curious, he didn't ask too much. After all, everyone has their own opportunities and secrets.

At this time, Ye Yan raised his palm and put it on his shoulder, the red light in his palm slowly surged, continuously repairing the wounds in the opponent's body, within a dozen or so breaths, all the wounds were restored to their original state.

With both hands in hand, both of them can fight as much as they want during the sparring process. Anyway, as long as they don't die on the spot, they can be saved...

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the cycle of the sun and the moon.

In the imperial garden of Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was sitting in front of a stone table quietly tasting fragrant tea. This was a rare leisure time for him.

Since he took office, he has always been diligent, and he finally took a break after dealing with many government affairs, and his face also showed a bit of satisfaction.

But at this moment, a palace official came to him cautiously, knelt on the ground, and reported something in a low voice.

After his words fell, Ying Zheng's originally cheerful face instantly turned gloomy and terrifying, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he asked, "Are you sure about this?"

Sensing the terrifying majesty of the king, the palace servant kneeling on the ground couldn't help being startled, and replied tremblingly: "Return to the king, the imperial doctor has confirmed the diagnosis, and Empress Li Ji is indeed nearly two months pregnant. "

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression changed, the cup in his hand was crushed instantly, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were full of anger and shame.

He stood up slowly and slapped the stone table with his palm.

With a "bang", cracks appeared on the hard tabletop, and then it split into pieces and shattered to the ground.

"Zhao Gao!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of Zhao Gao, the commander of Zhongche Mansion, appeared like a ghost for a while, and he bowed respectfully and said: "What is the king's order?"

Ying Zheng ordered: "Check who has been around Concubine Li in the past few months!"

"promise!"

Zhao Gao responded, then disappeared and went to work.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and left here without looking back.But the palace man kneeling on the ground lost his breath at some point...

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