Martial Arts Reigns

This kind of pain was simply indescribable, even Ye Ming, who was as determined as a rock, couldn't bear it, and let out bursts of roars.

Bai Maiyi said lightly: Hand over the Tianjiao Fruit, and you don't have to suffer.

Ye Ming reached out and took out his arms, and raised his hand to shoot a dark light. This light is exactly the curse that he spent hundreds of billions of holy merit to buy. The black light was too fast and too weird, and Bai Mayi had no way to dodge, screamed, and was covered in black smoke. He roared: You are so audacious, how dare you attack me!

Crack!

A gust of wind blew by, and the strange and powerful Martial God in white linen turned into a pile of black bones, and died just like that. In fact, Bai Mai's strength is not very strong, not even as strong as Xiaoqiang, but his white flag is so powerful that he easily subdued Xiaoqiang.

Ye Ming's method made the Ninth Prince's hair stand on end. The moment Bai Maiyi died, he fled, and Ye Ming was the only one left in the empty hall.

Master, that banner is too weird, but all of this seems real and illusory. Bei Ming, a bystander, reminded.

Is it a hallucination? Is it real? Ye Ming sat down thoughtfully. His spiritual state has already reached the emptiness of all dharmas, so in his view, no matter how powerful the pain is, it is an illusory thing, and the only eternal thing is his mind.

boom!

The next moment, bright flames burned all over his body, and those maggots were burned in the flames. But the flames did not stay, and burned him into a glazed jade bone, crystal clear and flawless.

The white flag was still standing on the ground, constantly releasing strange power, but it still couldn't do anything to Ye Ming.

Suddenly, the void swayed slightly, and the white flag broke through the space. Where did you go, Ye Ming also regained his clarity.

He stood up from the ground, looked around, and said, Is the Ninth Prince here?

Behind a piece of jade wall, the Ninth Prince came out vigilantly, and said coldly: Ye Ming, do you know who you killed?

It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing is that he is dead. If he can come back to life, I can kill him again. Ye Ming said lightly, When the eldest princess left, she left me a lot of self-protection means, kill a few Martial God is nothing difficult.

The Ninth Prince snorted coldly: He is from my concubine's family, if you kill him, you will become the enemy of the Cai family.

So what. Ye Ming flicked his sleeves, turned his head and left, I will kill whoever kills me!

The Ninth Prince was surrounded by experts, but he didn't dare to stop Ye Ming. One is that Ye Ming has the status of a son-in-law, and the other is that he is really afraid of the curse, and he doesn't know how many similar methods Ye Ming has. If the opponent is pushed into a hurry, it is not impossible to kill him, the prince.

When Ye Ming left the Prince's Mansion, his back was drenched in cold sweat. If the Ninth Prince really wanted to mobilize a master to keep him, Xiaoqiang alone would definitely not be his opponent. He faintly felt that there were at least four or five Martial Gods sitting beside the Ninth Prince.

It seems that the royal people don't take me seriously at all. Leaving the Prince's Mansion, Ye Ming said in a deep voice.

Bei Ming: Master, the royal family regards commoners as worthless, it has always been like this.

Ye Ming snorted: It seems that we should strengthen the sky arrester and punish these bastards!

Master should restrain himself more before becoming a Martial Lord. Bei Ming suggested, Forbearance for now.

Ye Ming was overshadowed today. Although he had nothing to lose, he was extremely upset. On the way back to Qinglong Academy, he opened the merit ring and checked the order issued by Haotian God for Tianzhu. Last time at Haotian Sect, he became a sky arrester again, but this time he was probably voluntary.

His gaze was immediately attracted by the first target.

The thirty-ninth prince of the Azure Dragon Dynasty is supreme, plundering the blood of warriors, practicing blood shadow magic skills...

Feng Wushang is back? Ye Ming raised his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something.

Feng Wushang’s Prince’s Mansion is not far from Qinglong Academy. For the past few days, the Prince’s Mansion has released a series of tasks through Shenwu Hall to recruit Wuzong and Wujun-level masters to explore. Almost every day there are more than a dozen Wuzong, several Wu Jun came to respond. However, the strange thing is that after these Wuzong's Wujun entered the Prince's Mansion, they never came out again.

However, Dongdu has a population of more than one billion, and naturally no one notices if there are few people. At this moment, in the prince's mansion, Feng Wushang and the eighth prince are sitting opposite. The Eighth Prince smiled and said: Little Thirty-Nine, your blood shadow magic skill has improved very quickly, how many people have you sucked up in the past few days?

Feng Wushang snorted coldly: Brother, you and I have never had any friendship, you came here today, is it just to gossip?

Of course not. The Eighth Prince smiled, Did you hear about Ye Ming's Tongli Bank?

Naturally. Feng Wu said expressionlessly, What does this matter have to do with Brother Huang?

It doesn't matter much. I just thought, if our brothers can control the Tongli Bank and then give it to the father, wouldn't it be a great achievement? The eighth prince said, There are so many princes, who can make this one? If you do something, you will be rewarded by the emperor's attention.

Feng Wushang's heart moved, and he said: Although Tongli Bank is very profitable, it's not enough to tempt Father, right?

Not long ago, Ye Ming used the bank to raise two trillion yuan and handed it over to Huanggu. Huanggu used that money to crusade against the East China Sea. After returning, he will definitely gain a lot. Not only can he return the two trillion yuan , I have to make a lot of money. As for how much to earn, I don’t even dare to think about it, two million trillion, or one trillion?”

Feng Wushang's heart was beating wildly, and he said: The East China Sea is extremely rich, it must be possible to earn twice as much.

So, can you imagine the great use of this bank? Our Qinglong Dynasty suffered heavy losses last time, and now the most lacking thing is money. As long as we have money, we can make a comeback. There are countless big worlds outside the sky, as long as we With enough military strength, you can earn several times or even dozens of times the profit by plundering any one at random! The eighth prince seemed to become more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hands, At that time, maybe we will be able to unify Tianyuan! Push it to the extreme!

Feng Wushang was so excited that he clenched his fists and said, Brother Huang is right, we must take down Tongli Bank!

To take down the bank, we can only start with Ye Ming. As for Huanggu and the Holy Land of the True Dragon, let's not provoke them for now. After dealing with Ye Ming, we will deal with Dongqi College. As long as we take half of the shares, It is equivalent to controlling the bank. The eighth prince smiled sinisterly.

But, how to deal with Ye Ming? Feng Wushang felt a little headache, This person has too many means, and I'm not fully sure.

Brains are more useful than force. The eighth prince pointed to his head, Doesn't your mother clan have great influence on the Ministry of Punishment? If Ye Ming committed a felony, can he be sent to prison?

Feng Wushang is not stupid, he can tell at one point, he laughed and said: Thank you, Brother Huang, for your guidance, I know what to do. But Brother Huang, after getting the 30% shares, how should you and I divide them?

The Eighth Prince smiled and said, My brother, you have contributed more than me in this matter. You get 20% and I get 10%. What do you think?

Feng Wushang nodded in satisfaction: But Brother Huang needs to help me a lot, and put pressure on the Ministry of Punishment together.

Of course there is no problem. The Eighth Prince said, Now that the Queen is not here, it is a good time for us to do something. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult in the future.

Ye Ming didn't know that he was already missed by others. He had no foundation and his own strength was limited. He expected to be remembered by others, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

The next day, while Yan Ruyu and the others were still in seclusion to absorb the power of Tianjiao Guo's medicine, a group of people broke into the courtyard. The person who came was very powerful, wearing an official uniform, and put him in shackles without waiting for Ye Ming to ask.

Ye Ming looked calm, and asked: Who are you? What is this locking me?

The leader said in a deep voice: We are from the Ministry of Punishment, and we are ordered to come and get you!

What crime did I commit? Ye Ming asked angrily, and instantly realized that he was framed.

You can ask your interrogator about this, I can't answer. The other party said coldly, pulled the chain, and took Ye Ming away.

The East Capital is very large, and the prison of the Ministry of Justice is located in the northeast corner of the palace. Before reaching the prison, the Buddhist and Taoist restrictions in Ye Ming's sea of ​​consciousness began to vibrate, and he could feel the boundless resentment gathering above the prison. For a hundred thousand years, this place has killed countless people in vain!

Before the arraignment, Ye Ming will be locked in a cell. The gate of the prison cell of the Ministry of Punishment is a black archway, with a stone statue of a prison beast sitting on the left and right, lifelike.

The gatekeepers were all of Lord Wu's cultivation level. Seeing Ye Ming being escorted over, one of them said in a low voice, Here comes another dead ghost.

This book was first published in Kanshuwang