The Evil Imperial Monarch

Chapter 943: The power of the burial sword

"Okay! Since people are coming together, let's talk about it. How do you see the next family of Ye Family?" One of the elders said.

His words have just fallen, and Ye Jingyun interrupted: "How do you think about it? The next generation of homeowners is naturally me. Do you have better candidates than me?"

Ye Yuanwu heard Ye Jingyun's arrogant tone and glared at the drink: "Ye Jingyun, don't be too arrogant, you have a good strength, can you think that you can be a homeowner? Hey, as a woman, marry sooner or later. Human, is the person who marries still a Ye family?"

Ye Jingyun swept the other side and said: "I don't marry this lady. Do you have any opinions? Or is this lady looking for someone to join in, is it because of the charm of this lady, is nobody willing to enter?"

"You..." Ye Yuanwu bit his teeth. "Unreasonable, Ye Family has no precedent for a woman to take the position of a family. It will not be an exception for you."

Ye Jingyun was too lazy to take care of him. He said to many elders: "The position of the family must be me. If the elders have any opinions, they can mention it, but if they oppose me, I will only hear it."

The words of Ye Jingyun’s overbearing voice rang here, and everyone looked at each other and did not know the courage of Ye Jingyun. Doesn't he know that it would provoke them to resent it?

Ye Chu stood beside Ye Jingyun, but he did not care about Ye Jingyun's words. His eyes fell on Ji Die. The butterfly sits quietly there, and the scorpion of the autumn water is like a clear blue wave, giving a shocking beauty, such as the snowy jade cream skin, the delicately like the cherry lips, the showful Yao nose, Nothing in the whole body is not beautiful, the round and plump jade hips and slender thighs outline the proud curve. Liusi-like long hair and thin gauze pour on the body, and the moving figure is like a fairy. I have to admit that the butterfly is more beautiful than before, and the beauty is beautiful.

Ye Chu looked at her, and the face of the butterfly was indifferent. There was no trace of abnormality on the beautiful face. He calmly played with the jade ornaments in his hand, like Ye Chu’s eyes, he did not care.

"Silence, sit down, don't talk to the elders!" Ye Jingyun's father also yelled at this time, indicating that Ye Jingyun should not be in a relationship with the elders.

Ye Jingyun did not care, pointing to Ye Yuande Ye Yuanwu said: "There are two kinds of waste, you let them control the family, the family still does not know where to fall. If the elders really want to choose them, I will not find a chance to waste. Drop them."

Ye Jingyun’s obvious threatening words made Ye Yuande’s father glare: “Ye Jingyun, what is this about you? Hey, with your words, I will be able to dispose of you!”

Ye Jingyun suddenly laughed and looked at him and said: "No uncle, no one here can dispose of me, no one is qualified to dispose of me."

"Bold!" Ye Jingyun said, the elders present were screaming, and Ye Jingyun was out of heart. Don't put the people present in the eyes, even if his father is a patriarch, he dare not say this.

"What did I say?" Ye Jingyun did not care. There was a sharp sword in his hand. Li Jian pointed to Ye Yuande. "You must dare to say that you are the owner. This sword will abolish you." ”

Ye Jingyun's arrogant attitude made people angry, and several elders shot at the same time and attacked Ye Jingyun. In front of them all danced with guns, Ye Jingyun did not put them in the eyes, saying that nothing can give the position of the homeowner to Ye Jingyun. At this moment, they only had one thought, took Ye Jingyun down, and gave her a good lesson to let her reflect on her reflection.

However, when they had to contact Ye Jingyun, Ye Jingyun’s sword was dancing in the hands, and between the swords and flowers, the swords of the sky shrouded, and the swords and shadows were flying, and the clouds were covered with swords and shadows. Everything must be buried in the sword.

Ye Jingyun's shot, instantly let a few elders to quit, even if they retreat quickly, but the body is still covered by swordsman, the body of the clothes directly smashed, leaving only underwear attached to the body.

This also shows Ye Jingyun's control over the sword method, but everyone is not surprised by the strength of Ye Jingyun. All the elders present stood up at this time, and looked at Ye Jingyun with wide eyes.

Only Ji Die is still calm, as if nothing happened.

"This is impossible!" Ye Jingyun's uncle's eyes widened, his heart trembled, staring at Ye Jingyun, which was too ridiculous.

"There is nothing impossible, but it makes you disappointed." Ye Jingyun looked at the other side and smiled. The sword was swept again. Between the swords and the flowers, there was a shocking sword riot, and the texture enveloped the void.

"The burial sword! God, it is really a funeral sword!" They stared at Ye Jingyun, and the body could not help but tremble. This is the sacred method of the Ye Family ancestors, but it was lost. But I did not expect to see another day, how to keep them from getting excited.

Ye Jingyun's father can't be calm. He had thought that Ye Jingyun could get this set of holy laws. It is no wonder that she had full confidence in the beginning. He had such a killer.

The significance of the burial of the sword is too great. This is the sacred law of the ancestors, which is more important than the sword left by the ancestors. Ye Jingyun possesses this set of swordsmanship and takes the initiative to her position in Ye Family. Even if you don't be a patriarch, your status is detached.

If she killed Ye Yuande, she would also be a white killer. After all, if she didn't want to bury her sword, she wouldn't punish Ye Jingyun.

"Jing Yun, is this really a funeral sword?" The crowd took a deep breath and stared at Ye Jingyun. The original anger disappeared, and some were just excited.

Ye Jingyun nodded: "Nature is a funeral sword. As a family of leaves, everyone should be able to tell if it is true."

Ye Yuande and Ye Yuanwu instantly softened their seats, and they looked at Ye Jingyun with a sigh of relief.

Everyone knows the meaning of the burial sword and the family. Ye Jingyun has such a killer, how do they fight? What about women? This time is no longer important!

Although Ye Jingyun’s uncle is unwilling, he can’t say anything after all, but all the anger is vented to Ye Chu: “If you have a funeral sword, what do you bring with an outsider?”

"Because my funeral sword is what he taught!"

Ye Jingyun’s words were like a bomb, and it exploded in the entire hall. Everyone suddenly stood up straight, looking at Ye Chu.

"This is impossible. The blood of Ye Chuye's family is extremely shallow, almost no, how can he master the funeral sword." Ye Jia Er Shu roared Ye Chu, roaring out.

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This book was updated on 2013-11-1422:48:31

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Chapter 194 and Ji Die Fighting