Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

call out!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

The rosy glow transformed from the five-colored sword embryo was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and almost instantly turned the dozen or so guards outside the palace into a bloody mist.

Being able to become the guards of the Prince of Zhennan’s Palace, they all had some achievements in martial arts.

But what they didn't know was that the person in front of them was an immortal cultivator, and even a legendary great cultivator in the Jindan stage.

How could they, a group of mortals with flesh and blood, compare to that?

Yang Xiaosheng's face didn't reveal much expression. He glanced at the thick and pungent blood on the ground, then walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Boom!

Climbing up the jade steps, he waved his sleeve lightly, and the vermilion lacquered gate that was several feet high collapsed backwards.

at this time.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe, with broad shoulders and thick scapula standing in front of the gate of the front yard hall.

Beside him stood two old men who looked quite immortal.

In front of them were a group of royal palace soldiers wearing black armor and holding crossbows.

At first glance, it was a dark mass, all emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

Obviously.

The middle-aged man with a stern expression and intimidating aura was the only king of a different surname in the Kingdom of Yue.

Duan Chun.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Duan Chun showed no fear, staring coldly at Yang Xiaosheng and asked in a calm voice.

As the only king of a different surname in the Kingdom of Yue, his courage is naturally unmatched by ordinary people.

"How dare you break into the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion in broad daylight? You're truly brave!"

Without waiting for Yang Xiaosheng to speak.

The black-robed old man standing on Duan Chun's left had a sarcastic look on his face and said with a half-smile.

"Although there are many independent cultivators within the borders of Yue State, this is the first time in all these years that someone has dared to act so arrogantly under the feet of the Emperor."

The gray-robed old man on Duan Chun's right didn't show much expression on his face, but his words were full of contempt and disdain.

Yang Xiaosheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't want to waste time talking to you. Let that guy surnamed Ji come to see me."

"Ji?"

Duan Chun frowned and said thoughtfully, "Are you talking about Prince Consort Yuan?"

Well known.

There are several princes in the Zhennan Palace, but only one princess.

Because of this, Duan Chun doted on his daughter very much.

But what he didn't expect was that his daughter fell in love with a poor scholar.

Moreover, Ji Yuan, this poor scholar, is a married man.

In the end, he couldn't persuade his daughter any more, so he agreed to let Ji Yuan marry into the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion.

Up to now, he had never imagined that someone would break into the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion because of Ji Yuan.

The smile on Yang Xiaosheng's lips gradually faded, and he said indifferently: "I will give you a quarter of an hour to let that Ji come to see me, otherwise after today, this Zhennan Palace will no longer exist."

“No longer exists?”

The old man in black robe sneered and said, "Young man, who is the Prince Consort? Can you see him just because you want to?"

"Let the Zhennan Palace cease to exist. I advise you to carefully consider your escape route and whether you can leave the palace alive today!"

"Noisy!"

Yang Xiaosheng snorted coldly, and with a thought, a beam of five-colored light passed by his side.

In an instant.

Wherever the five-colored rays of light passed, before the dozen or so black-armored soldiers holding crossbows could react, they almost simultaneously turned into a thick and pungent blood mist.

“So he’s an immortal cultivator!”

Although the old man in black robe still did not sense the aura of immortality from Yang Xiaosheng, this five-colored light was definitely an immortal technique.

Of course, the reason they were able to become guests of honor at the Prince of Zhennan’s Palace was also because of their identities as immortal cultivators.

Moreover, under the training of the Zhennan Palace over the years, both of them have successfully established their foundation.

Even within the territory of Yue State, there are definitely only a handful of cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

"Even if you are a cultivator, it doesn't matter. If you dare to act so presumptuously in the palace, I will make sure you never return!"

The old man in black robe laughed loudly, and with a wave of his sleeve, a dark green spear that looked very ancient appeared out of thin air.

As the glow of light circulated around him and he held the magic formula in his hand, dense golden patterns appeared on the black spear, emitting a vast, ancient and wild aura.

"out!"

The old man in black robe suddenly widened his eyes, shouted coldly, and the black spear rushed out immediately.

boom!

The black war spear and the five-colored sword embryo met in an instant.

Following a dull sound, a sharp air wave swept out instantly.

However, what surprised Yang Xiaosheng was.

Although this black spear suffered a disadvantage in the first encounter with the five-colored sword embryo, there was no sign of damage.

Furthermore.

He is now a great cultivator in the Jindan stage, and can easily feel that this black spear is not something refined by blood, or it is nurtured by the immortal sect's method, thus becoming the black-robed old man's natal magic weapon.

It is more like an extremely rare method of controlling objects.

"I never thought a secular royal palace would have such a treasure. I underestimated it before!"

Yang Xiaosheng smiled and whispered softly.

The words have not yet fallen.

The five-colored sword embryo shook violently.

In an instant.

As a brilliant spark flew up, the black spear could no longer withstand the impact of the five-colored sword embryo and flew backwards violently.

It turned into a stream of black-gold light and flew backwards past the black-robed old man's ear.

"How can this be……"

Just as the old man in black robe was stunned, the five-colored sword embryo rushed over again with terrifying momentum.

See this.

The gray-robed old man finally moved.

He waved his wide sleeves and summoned a tortoise shell that looked like a shield.

The tortoise shell is dark green in color, and its back is engraved with densely packed ancient runes.

As the gray-robed old man injected a large amount of spiritual energy, the runes on the tortoise shell quickly brightened and exuded a particularly ancient aura.

Clang!

The five-colored sword embryo rushed over and slammed into the turtle shell.

However, what Yang Xiaosheng did not expect was that this turtle shell actually blocked the first attack of the five-colored sword embryo.

“It’s getting more and more interesting!”

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Yang Xiaosheng's eyes. With a thought, the five-colored sword embryo drew an arc and then rushed towards the turtle shell again.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Sharp and piercing sounds continued to ring out, not to mention the mortal soldiers of the palace, even the old man in black robe and the old man in white robe felt a ringing in their ears.

at this time.

A cold light suddenly flashed in Yang Xiaosheng's eyes, and he swung his sleeves violently.

This time.

The five-colored sword embryo became extremely blazing under the wrapping of magic power and rushed forward again.

Clang!

An increasingly harsh sound suddenly exploded.

The turtle shell shook violently and flew backwards.

at the same time.

A figure appeared silently in front of Duan Chun, the old man in black robe and the old man in gray robe.

next moment.

Before the three of them could react, they clearly felt a terrifying magical power entering their bodies, directly sealing the spiritual energy in their bodies.

"Mana?"

"You...you are a great cultivator in the Jindan stage?"

Duan Chun and the other two's expressions suddenly changed drastically, and they looked at Yang Xiaosheng in horror.

"If you want to live, hand over your soul and blood, otherwise... die!"

Yang Xiaosheng's expression was cold, but with a thought, the five-colored sword embryos, almost like living creatures, began to slaughter behind him...