Chapter 2837: Momo, I Finally Have You

Behind him, General Wang slowly fell to the ground, his eyes still open as he died, reflecting his peerless back.

Seeing another general dead, Yan Xiuhan's eyes were bloodshot, and his plan for tonight became more and more uncertain. How could Yan Shaoqing be so strong?

Did he hide his strength before?

Damn it!

His strength was above Shao Feng, and Shao Feng was even more powerful with the help of Yan Shaoqing.

Emperor Shenglan looked at everything in front of him with a blank expression. He had also experienced it this way. Since ancient times, a general's success has been ruined for eternity. This is inevitable. There are too many people coveting the throne of the emperor. He was not promiscuous in his life. The beauties in the harem were just so-so. He set up a harem for Ling'er, but was drugged by Concubine Shu. She got pregnant with Han'er before Ling'er, and Ling'er got pregnant with Feng'er a few years later. After her death, he took in several concubines one after another, with five or six sons, but no daughters.

In the final analysis, he still let Ling'er down in this life. After Feng'er inherits the throne, he will spend the rest of his life accompanying Ling'er, guarding her grave, and accompanying her day and night.

"Bang!" Yan Shaofeng's overwhelming power shattered the roof of the Qiankun Hall, and the huge sandalwood beam broke with a bang, and dust and smoke rose up. Yan Xiuhan was shocked and looked at Yan Shaofeng in horror.

How could he have such a powerful cultivation.

"Yan Shaofeng, what evil cultivation are you practicing?" Yan Xiuhan couldn't help asking.

Yan Shaofeng smiled coldly: "In your eyes, people who are stronger than you are practicing evil cultivation?"

Shaofeng said, and he was merciless and deadly!

After all, Yan Xiuhan was a level 30 cultivator. It was impossible to kill him in a short time, and he was carrying a glazed pagoda. The spiritual power released by the glazed pagoda was not something that ordinary people could resist.

"Hmph!" King Han snorted coldly, "I don't know about others, but I know you, Yan Shaofeng, very well."

When Yan Shaofeng heard this, he did not answer, but attacked him more fiercely.

In the sword and shadow, the terrifying aura was as sharp as a sword. The guards with low cultivation were directly shocked to death.

Mu Tianyi glanced at Yan Shaofeng. He really had the memory of his previous life. He was still cultivating Xuanqi.

In his previous life, he only saw him when he was a child. After he grew up, he never went to see his mother again. However, every time it was his mother's birthday, he would send her many gifts. Until he died, he never stopped every year.

Until he died of old age, he saw his mother for the last time. Feng Jueyin's power was indeed strong.

"Yan Shaofeng, today is the day you die." Yan Xiuhan shouted, and a glazed pagoda suddenly appeared in his hand.

He quickly injected a stream of spiritual energy into the glazed pagoda, and soon, the glazed pagoda shone with colorful light. In the dark night, the light was soaring into the sky.

Yan Shaofeng instantly felt a thousand-pound weight pressing down on him, and his handsome eyes were slightly startled. This glazed pagoda was indeed powerful.

His eyes quickly shone, and he quickly released a strong airflow around to resist, but it was instantly broken by Yan Xiuhan's glazed colorful light.

"Puff!" Yan Shaofeng vomited blood.

"Feng'er." The figure of Emperor Shenglan quickly moved in front of Yan Shaofeng and looked at him worriedly.

"Father, Feng'er is fine!" Yan Shaofeng looked coldly at Yan Xiuhan, who looked very proud.