My wife came from billions of years ago

In the early morning, the curtains are rolled up by the breeze, and the sun rises in the east to break the dawn.

In Taiming City, a murderous atmosphere permeated, filling every inch of space. On both sides of the long street, the martial arts monks drew their swords and pointed them directly at Ye Daosheng.

Just as the battle was about to break out, Ye Daosheng suddenly called for a stop. Everyone's eyes fell on him, curious about what tricks Ye Daosheng was trying to play.

Ye Daosheng took out a token from his sleeve and pointed it at the people in front of him, "Here is the leader's token, who dares to act rashly?"

Upon hearing this, the martial artists stared at the token in Ye Daosheng's hand. They were horrified and retreated subconsciously. "The Supreme Master of the Martial World, the Holy Order of the Alliance Leader, commands the world, and no one dares to disobey."

The one who holds the alliance leader's order is the supreme ruler of the world and can command all the heroes in the world.

Everyone was terrified and found it unbelievable. It was rumored in the martial arts world that there were only two alliance leader orders, one was in the hands of Wulin Alliance Leader Dongfang Yao, and the other disappeared.

There are also rumors that another alliance leader's order is in the hands of the Drunken Immortal.

But why does Ye Daosheng hold the leader's order?

Is he related to the Tianmen of the Wulin Alliance, or to the Drunken Immortal?

Everyone's thoughts were racing. They knew that no matter who Ye Daosheng was related to, the fact that they could give the alliance leader order to Ye Daosheng showed that they valued him very much. Besides, both forces were existences that they could not afford to offend.

Tianmen is the most powerful force in the martial arts world. It is no exaggeration to say that one sect can destroy an entire country.

The Drunken Immortal, the oldest land immortal in Jiuzhou, is able to defeat a million soldiers with one sword and can destroy cities, shatter stars and grab the moon.

A free and easy immortal in heaven and a drunken and swordsman immortal on earth.

thump.

thump.

On the long street, martial artists knelt one after another and said in unison: "Greetings to King Ning. We are willing to obey King Ning's orders."

For a moment, Ye Daosheng was like the supreme master of the martial arts world, and everyone knelt down to worship him, with the thought of submission in their hearts. They pledged their loyalty to Wu Tianxiong for cultivation resources.

Now I have to submit to Ye Daosheng in order to save my life.

These people are very clear-headed. They know that only by living can there be infinite possibilities. If they become enemies with Ye Daosheng, whether it is Tianmen or Jiuxianren behind him, they will be defeated.

Joining Ye Daosheng's team might be an opportunity.

Watching the martial artists on the long street kneeling down and saluting one after another, Han Boguang stood alone in the morning breeze, looking disheveled. He was the Demon Lord's junior brother, and was ordered to lead the martial artists into the city to kill Ye Daosheng. He never dreamed that the situation would turn out like this.

In an instant, he was left alone.

The martial artists who entered the city turned against their allies. Was he the only one who really came to kill Ye Daosheng?

What's going on?

Han Boguang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt like the sun had fallen.

Ye Daosheng put away the leader's order, slowly raised his hand to signal everyone to stand up, and cast a stern gaze on Han Boguang, "Why don't you kneel down first to show respect? Why do you still want to kill me?"

laugh.

laugh.

As soon as he finished speaking, the martial artists on the long street consciously pointed their weapons at Han Boguang and his companions, surrounding them tightly. There were only eight demons, and facing the siege of two hundred martial artists, they became lambs to be slaughtered.

"Take it!"

At Ye Daosheng's command, martial artists launched an attack on Han Boguang and his eight companions. A fierce battle broke out on the long street, and the streets turned into chaos in an instant.

Han Boguang knew that he couldn't kill all the martial artists in the field, so he quickly rushed towards Ye Daosheng.

How could Ye Daosheng let him go? He drew his sword and rushed forward. Fighting with a strong man like Han Boguang was the best experience. He used the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique, and the sword energy wandered in the air, covering Han Boguang.

Han Boguang was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Ye Daosheng to dare to take the initiative. Both of them were ninth-grade warriors, and who was stronger would only be known after a fight.

this moment.

The figure of the Demon Lord appeared on a pavilion in the city, overlooking everything and taking it all in. Puzzlement instantly appeared on his face, astonished as to why the martial artists in the martial arts world would besiege the demon monks.

In the end what happened?

Just as he was wondering, a figure floated down from the sky. It was Xiao Dugu, wearing a green shirt and standing with his hands behind his back. The Demon Lord noticed someone coming next to him and quickly turned around to look over.

"Your Excellency is......."

The Demon Lord looked at Xiao Dugu and found that he could not see through the person in front of him. Although he was very close, he gave people a feeling of being illusory and without any fluctuation of true energy. The pressure from him was like an insurmountable mountain.

"Are you the Demon Lord?"

"So weak!"

"The demon race is so desolate, how dare Er'an come out and cause trouble?"

Xiao Dugu said calmly that compared to the demons that once dominated the Nine Provinces, the demons today are too weak. I really don't understand how the demon lord dares to come out and do evil.

"Who are you?" The Demon Lord asked with forced calmness. Facing the pressure from Xiao Dugu, he didn't even have the courage to fight back.

"I heard that you want to kill my prince, is that true?" Xiao Dugu said in a cold voice, and a flying sword pierced through the sky and pointed directly at the Demon Lord.

"follow me!"

Looking at the flying swords that were so close, all of which were condensed from the true essence, the Demon Lord seemed to have thought of something, and his voice trembled slightly, "You...you are the Drunken Sword Immortal."

"Knowing my identity, you still want to struggle?"

The Drunken Swordsman is the leading figure in the Nine Provinces. How could he be related to Prince Ning?

The Demon Lord was shocked and curious about how Ye Daosheng had managed to gain the favor of the Drunken Swordsman.

"Senior Drunken Swordsman, please spare my life and pretend that I have never appeared." The Demon Lord begged, "I will leave Taiming City immediately and never set foot in Daqin again."

"I have no control over whether you stay or go, or whether you live or die." Xiao Dugu said as he waved his sleeves lightly. His sword energy sealed his meridians and the Demon Lord remained motionless, unable to activate the true energy in his body.

In front of Xiao Dugu, he is just a human toy.

The cultivation that he once took pride in is now nothing compared to Xiao Dugu.

Xiao Dugu carried the Demon Lord like an eagle catching a chick. After a few leaps, he disappeared on the top of the pavilion and when he reappeared, he had returned to the courtyard.

"Wu Hu, go inform His Highness that I have a gift for him."

"Sir, who is he?" Wu Hu heard the voice, glanced at the Demon Lord and asked.

"The Demon Lord."

"........" Wu Hu felt as if struck by lightning. He did not dare to be negligent at all and left at a brisk pace.

The Demon Lord sat at the stone table, his meridians sealed. He glanced at Xiao Dugu who was drinking leisurely. He was like a child who had done something wrong. "Senior, don't be like this. Let's talk it over nicely."

"Shut up and don't disturb me drinking, or I'll fuck you."

Demon Lord: “????”

The word "fuck" frightened the Demon Lord so much that he trembled in fear. Juhua couldn't help but tighten her muscles and dared not speak again.

......

On the long street, Ye Daosheng and Han Boguang fought fiercely for more than a hundred rounds without a clear winner. However, Han Boguang was already at a disadvantage. As for the other members of the demon clan, they were hacked to death under the siege of martial artists.

Han Boguang became a little anxious.

He entered the city to kill Ye Daosheng because of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, Ye Daosheng did not rely on the spiritual fire, and his swordsmanship was just as terrifying. He could not be killed, really could not be killed.

The sword is like a dragon, flying across the sky.

Such attainments in swordsmanship...I have been unable to defeat him for a long time, so angry.

The figure flew backwards, with his toes skimming across the long street. Han Boguang steadied himself and found a sword mark on his chest. His clothes were stained with blood, so deep that the bones were visible.

For a moment, he did not dare to act rashly, but just looked at Ye Daosheng cautiously. At this moment, Wu Hu appeared on the long street and shouted, "Your Highness, the master wants you to go back. He said he has a gift for you."

Ye Daosheng was stunned for a moment, wondering what gift Xiao Dugu would give him at this time, "Did the master ever tell me what he would give me?"

Wu Hu said: "One person is the Demon Lord."

Ye Daosheng: “???”

Han Boguang: “o((⊙﹏⊙))o.”