As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone immediately exclaimed frequently, and the young man who was walking with him next to him asked, "Master, what is the Taixuan Dragon Sparrow?"

The old man stared and said: "Beyond the North Sea, in the west of Chishui, there is a beast, with a dragon's head and a bird's body, and its name is Taixuan. It's impossible, it's impossible......"

"Master, what is impossible?"

The old man said: "It is only possible for the Taixuan Dragon Sparrow to live in the ancient period, because it is impossible to give birth to such a divine pattern as the Taixuan Dragon Sparrow in the shallow spiritual power situation of Shenzhou today, it is impossible......"

The appearance of Jiang Chang'an's Taixuan Dragon Sparrow undoubtedly added another fire to the lively atmosphere of the hall, and all the people were completely boiling, and their eyes were all focused on Jiang Changan's body.

"What is your kid's identity?" Xia Ji asked coldly.

He held a dragon jade long sword in his hand, and the swords and swords were heading towards Jiang Chang'an's vital point.

Jiang Changan easily dodged every sword, seemingly surprised but not happy, but in fact, he already had a clear idea, and said with a smile in his mouth: "I have a friend who makes swords, your swordsmanship is very different from his, but you don't have to be discouraged, he is eight-fingered, it is still possible for you to work hard, His Royal Highness King Gong!"

The last four words were full of irony, and Xia Ji said angrily: "You dare to humiliate this king with a cripple!"

Jiang Changan's smiling face was as cold as nine days in an instant, and he said coldly: "How about being crippled! I was also a cripple, but I was still a cripple who was divorced by the Xia Zhou royal family!"

Xia Jiyan's face changed suddenly when he heard this, his face was black and purple, but his eyes were like seeing a ghost, and he was terrified: "Are you Jiang Changan? impossible! impossible!"

Jiang Chang'an!

These three words are undoubtedly exploding in the crowd again!

When it comes to Jiangzhou, how can you not know the Jiang family, and how can you know that the Jiang family does not know this big thing?

But where is the person in front of him? From beginning to end, where is a waste who does not learn and has no skills?

Jiang Chang'an's shock to everyone at the moment was no less than that of this white jade city.

Jiang Changan stretched out his hand and swept away Xia Ji's sword qi, which was already declining, and scolded: "Why do all of you have such a stunned look? Do you think that you are superior to others in your heart? Do you think that you should be born with a peerless pride?"

"Ben Wang...... This king will kill you!" Xia Ji panicked and his swordsmanship was in chaos, and he was in a hurry to kill the person in front of him who shouldn't have appeared, this waste that he had never looked at before!

"You're just a waste! Even if you can stand in this hall for a while, this king can personally beat you back to your original form!"

Xia Ji was enraged, the palm of his left hand was clenched on the blade of the sword, the blood dyed the entire sword red, and a little bit of essence blood was spit out from his mouth and attached to the sword, this bit of essence blood was like a little spark, and in an instant, the dragon jade sword ignited a raging fire.

Xia Ji's three-headed black Jiao divine pattern floated in the palm of his hand, and when he roared hideously, he was forcibly injected into the sword body, and shouted: "Possess the soul!"

Roar......

The three-headed black Jiao roared in pain, entangled in the dragon jade sword, trembling and roaring!

In an instant, all the monks in the temple made the sword in their hands, and the sword in their hands was all trembling!

Between the slight trembling of the blade, there were gusts of wind and waves, and the whining wind in the hall was like a cry, which added a bit of chill.

"Jiang Changan, suffer death!" Xia Ji sneered, the momentum in his eyes was already in his hands.

"Natal magic weapon, you want me to die with this sword?" Jiang Changan provoked disdain at the corner of his eyes, and asked lightly: "Have you ever died?"

Have you ever died?

Xia Ji was stunned, what kind of nonsense is this!

As soon as the words fell, I heard Jiang Changan's cold shouting resounding in every corner of the hall: "Zhong Yue!"

Clang!

There was a loud sound, and everyone trembled from the inside out from their minds to their bodies, and the candlesticks on the temple shook off two or three dollars of dust.

Those swords that were trembling in the hands of many monks seemed to have found their backbone at this moment, and they were instantly at peace after eating a reassuring pill.

The mountains and rivers of the town!

Only then did everyone see a mouthful of black gold pouring golden bells hanging above their heads, with seven obscure Buddha characters written on them, and the golden halo dispersed like waves.

Xia Ji's heart trembled, but the arrow had to be sent on the string, and the sword light trembled away.

The sword is like lightning, and all kinds of strikes are on the giant bell!

"Bell—"

The loud noise set off a wave in the air, like a turbulent wave, and the heartbeat of several monks with lower cultivation suddenly froze for a moment, and the hot blood gushed up and spit out.

Several strange beasts of the Xiao family broke free and fled in all directions, suffering from the reins, and only took over this strong power by force, and several strange beasts directly bled and died violently.

And as the closest Xia Ji is no exception, a breath of anger wanders recklessly in his heart, only to feel that the situation in his body is upside down, and a mouthful of blood gushes to his mouth, but he is forcibly swallowed back into his stomach by Xia Ji.

Cluck......

Syllable!

With a crisp crackling sound, the dragon jade sword shattered piece by piece—

Xia Ji only had a sword hilt left in his hand, his eyes were shocked and angry, and more of them were expressions of disbelief that he would not believe.

Not only because of the fear that his heart was rising rapidly, but also because of the power of the Taiyi Divine Emperor Zhong's shock, the palm that held the hilt of the sword trembled slightly for the first time since it was a child.

"His Royal Highness King Gong lost ......"

"My real name is broken!"

"What about the Divine Pattern, where is the Divine Pattern in the sword?"

I saw a black smoke cloud hovering around Xia Ji's side, and this blow was not only an irreparable blow to his real name magic weapon, but also a heavy blow to the divine pattern.

"Impossible...... It's impossible to ......" Xia Ji roared angrily, not daring to ignore the dignity of the prince, his eyes were bloodshot, "Ants are born to be ants, you are no different from your brother, Jiang Lingfeng is also an ant at the mercy of others!"

"You don't deserve to mention the word 'Jiang Lingfeng'!"

"What's wrong? I stepped on your sore feet? Haha, this king repeats, you are a waste, and your brother Jiang Lingfeng is even more a waste!"

"You're looking for death!" Jiang Chang'an's eagle talon stretched out three fingers to clasp Xia Ji's throat, and his figure turned sharply, like a meteorite falling on a white jade brick!

Bang –

The smoke and dust scattered.

When the smoke cleared, it was clearly visible that the ground paved with white jade suddenly sunk into a big pit, and one hundred and ten white jade bricks were shattered into powder, and the white jade within a radius of ten meters cracked one after another.

And Xia Ji, His Royal Highness King Gong, who is high up, is lying on the ground at the moment, Jiang Changan is squatting beside him, one foot is stepping on his face!

Xiao Pingkuo opened his mouth and said: "Fourth Prince Jiang, this is His Royal Highness King Gong, the Ninth Emperor Prince of the Xia Zhou Kingdom, do you think the Jiang family can afford this crime? Besides, I heard that you have been expelled from the Jiang family by the Jiang family, and you are no longer a member of the Jiang family, so how can you be the enemy of the great Xia Zhou royal family by yourself?"

Burst!

Before Xiao Pingkuo's words were finished, a handful of blood foam burst out of his chest.

"Ahem......"

A mouthful of blood under a violent cough stained the placket of Xiao Pingkuo's chest red, and he lowered his head in horror, only to see a hole the size of a fist in his chest, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

With a plop, his body finally couldn't support himself and fell to the ground, and the direction in which he knelt was Jiang Changan.

Where did the guards of the Xiao family dare to step forward when they saw Jing, are their strength as high as Xia Ji's? There is no doubt that no.

If you figure out such a simple truth, no one dares to take a step forward.

And the slave who came with Xiao Pingkuo has been entangled in the sword tricks of the Five Elements Boy and the Dragon War, and he is at a disadvantage, and he is as difficult to protect himself as the skeleton monster, how can he have the leisure time to take care of the master's safety?

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and they all retreated half a step back, and they couldn't wait to have anything to do with the royal family.

Jiang Changan's eyes were as cold as knives, and his voice was like the ice and snow of the cold winter moon blowing into everyone's hearts: "Who else has something to say?"

"No, no, no!"

Everyone who was stared at by this kind of gaze shook their heads frantically, and repeated the word "no" repeatedly in their mouths as if they were stammering.

Xia Ji was trampled under Jiang Chang'an's feet at this time, and he couldn't stop roaring angrily, "Jiang Chang'an, this king wants you to die!"

"Your Highness, no!" the skull was furious when he saw this, and he tried to stop it, but he couldn't stop it.

Xia Ji's fingertips slashed across the blade and let out a bloodshot bang, and the sleeves of his arms exploded into a cloud of smoke and dust in a blink of an eye, only to see the bloodshot quickly and automatically draw runes on his arms, and the obscure incantation flashed with blood-red light, and then both arms seemed to be soaked in blood, burning with scorching flames, like divine help.

"Secret Arts!"