The three of them came in a low-key manner, quietly walked to the side, and ate and drank by themselves.

"Miss Yanran, there is something I would like to ask you to help with. Yichen saw that Yanran had almost eaten, and said.

"Mr. Yi, please speak. After all kinds of speculations in her heart, Yanran became more polite.

"Like that remnant array sword spectrum, if there is still one, please contact me as soon as possible. Yichen said solemnly, "That, for me, is very important!"

"This, of course you can!" Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed, this was just a trivial matter for her.

It's just that she is very curious, what Yichen wants the remnant array sword spectrum for, she has also studied it, but she has found nothing, and she can't understand it at all.

"Thank you!" Yichen picked up his glass and chuckled.

"You're welcome!" Yan Ran picked up the wine glass, smiled like a flower, and touched a glass with Yichen.

"Boom!!"

At this time, a powerful air flow came and swept through the entire drinking party.

"Where is Yichen?" The person who came was Da Long, and he roared, and the power of the martial saint swept over, oppressing the entire reception hall.

A celebrity stepped forward, his face was extremely ugly, he stepped forward and said, "Where did you come from, bastard, dare to be so presumptuous here, you know that there is ...... here."

Before he could finish his sentence, the dragon stepped forward.

A monstrous momentum pressed down, making the celebrity feel suffocated in an instant, breathing became a little difficult, and the words were stuck in his throat and couldn't spit out.

"Bold!"

Although this celebrity is an ordinary person, there are many masters around him, who rushed up one after another and shot at Dalong.

"Two Martial Venerables, dare to be presumptuous?" Da Long's face was as cold as frost.

He stretched out his hand, and the aura gathered, forcing the two martial artists in mid-air, unable to move.

Then, with a slight force, the aura pressed down, like a mountain pressing on their bodies.

"Poof!!" the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood, their breath wilted, and they fell to the ground like garbage, falling to the ground, motionless, exhaling more than intake.

"Shhhhh

The people present are all rich and famous, and they don't have too strong strength, but they have money and face, so there are countless strong people who serve them and get what they want.

These two just now, but they were touted by the celebrity and didn't look good, however, that's it!

This strength is too strong!

The one named Yichen is probably unlucky!

"Do you know what kind of place this is, you can be wild!" However, there are always some people who are not afraid of death who come out and pretend to be forced, "This is the place of Tianbao Pavilion! If you don't give an explanation, even if you have the posture of a martial saint, you won't be able to get out of here!"

"Long Shao, do I need to explain to you?" Da Long said lightly.

"Long Shao?" the man was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly.

In the entire Yanjing, there is only one person who can be called Long Shao, that is, Yanjing Martial Arts everyone, the Long family.

Today, the first person of the young generation in Yanjing!

At the age of twenty, he is already at the peak of the Martial Emperor, and he is only one step away from the Martial Saint.

"I'm sorry, I cleaned up!" the man hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, bending over and shivering.

Compared with a martial arts family like the Long family, they are a fart on the rich side!

In this world, after all, it is the warrior's say.

"Heh......" Dalong glanced around, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, "Contempt Long Shao, you have a lot of courage." ”

As he spoke, the dragon's hand pressed on the man's head, and as long as he used a little force, his head would explode.

"Mr. Yi, do you need help?" Yan Ran looked at Yichen, this was an opportunity.

"No, it's just a trifle. Yichen stood up.

"I'm here, who are you?," Yichen walked out, his voice lazy.

Hearing the sound, Dalong's hand stopped, threw himself through the crowd, and saw Yichen walking slowly.

Feeling Da Long's knife-like gaze, the person who stood in front of Yichen only felt as if he had been cut by a thousand knives, his body trembled, and he hurriedly ran to the side, for fear of being harmed by the pond fish.

"Puff puff ......"

His eyes were like lightning, and he pressed Yichen with the power of the Martial Saint.

The eyes of the two met in the air, almost bursting with sparks.

Dalong's eyes were as cold as frost, with a fierce murderous aura, as sharp as a blade, wanting to tear Yichen's chest cavity and penetrate his heart.

And Yichen, his eyes are indifferent, calm as a pool of stagnant water, and he can't see the slightest emotional color.

"You're Yichen?" Dalong stared at Yichen, but finally frowned slightly.

Although he was able to resist his momentum and not move like a mountain, this Yichen was a little too different from what he imagined.

This person, except for being a little handsome, is too ordinary.

And judging from the aura on his body and the badge on his chest, this guy is just a martial king.

Can a Martial King defeat a Martial Emperor?

Moreover, I heard that this guy also managed to defeat a martial saint!

No matter how this sounds, it sounds like a fantasy.

The realm gap is so big, this is impossible at all!!

Isn't it, the same name and surname?

Da Long's eyes showed suspicion, "Let me ask you, is it you who beat the boss's son?"

"Who are you talking about?" Yichen thought about it, but didn't think that he had beaten too many people.

The latest one should be the Sun Cai of the Sun family.

"Wang Tao!" Da Long's face gradually turned cold.

This person is too arrogant!!

"Oh, it's me, what's wrong?" Yichen nodded.

"You're making it easy for me to find it!" said Dalong's face was hideous.

He stepped out in one step, which seemed to be unremarkable, but it made the entire reception hall tremble, and an extremely powerful momentum erupted from Da Long's body and directly pressed on Yichen's body.

Valkyrie Kamui!

Martial artists of any realm under the Martial Saint, in the face of this Martial Saint Divine Power, will feel the oppressive force of a hundred mountains, it is difficult to move an inch, it is difficult to breathe, and the mind is a little worse, and it is more likely that they will not be able to bear it, and they will be directly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

However, Yichen is not an ordinary person!

He seemed to be a nobody, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at Dalong quietly, as if he was looking at a clown jumping off the beam.

"Huh?" Dalong's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little dignified, and finally officially Yichen was a little bit old.

He stepped forward again, and came to Yichen, and at the same time, the Martial Saint Divine Power became even heavier.

"Bang!!"

The floor tiles under Yichen's feet shattered, cracks appeared, and with the aggravation of the coercion, they directly sank down.

This is still deliberately controlled by the great dragon, otherwise, the truly fully released Martial Saint Divine Might, this house will inevitably be shattered without activating the guardian array.

However, even so, it has caused such an effect.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is like a miracle.

The guy who was forced to come out just now felt cold, and he seemed to have walked around the demon gate.

Martial saint is a god!

This is the first time they have felt these four words!

These mortal thoughts, Dalong didn't care at all.

He looked at Yichen, his eyes showed surprise, and he looked at Yichen in disbelief, he was very curious, what Yichen's real strength was.