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The streets are wide, straight, criss-crossed, and all paved with boulders, solid and smooth.

On both sides of the street, the shops are like temples, with tall courtyards, exquisite decorations, and majestic appearances.

There is a constant flow of people, either walking through the streets or going to and from the shops.

In a restaurant with a much more luxurious decoration than other surrounding buildings, Yang Chen was dressed in white, sitting in a secluded corner, drinking wine lightly and eating a few exquisite side dishes on the table.

Now, more than ten days have passed since Yang Chen infiltrated the city, and after these days of recuperation, Yang Chen's injuries have basically healed, and Jian Yuan has completely recovered to his peak state.

It's lunch time, and the restaurant is full, but it doesn't look noisy at all.

As one of the best high-end restaurants in the entire city, those who can consume here are either rich or expensive, quite cultivated, and will not shout for no reason on such occasions.

These people gathered at a table in twos and threes, eating and drinking, chatting about some recent events, but they all consciously lowered their voices so as not to affect the other guests.

"Have you heard, in Chishui County, there is a force with a strong Yuanying in charge, and he is used to being powerful and free and lazy on weekdays, so he is unwilling to accept the discipline of the Death Sword, which angers the Death Sword Messenger, and as a result, he was uprooted, everyone was slaughtered, and the blood flowed like a river!"

"Alas, this is nothing new now, since the sword came, many unwilling forces have been ruthlessly destroyed, and every few days such news will come out, and now I am a little numb to hear this kind of news."

"Yes, although it is nothing to quickly control the situation and use some thunder methods, the murderous intent of those sword messengers is still a little too heavy, I just hope that after the situation stabilizes, they can restrain themselves."

"I really miss the old days, when the sword did not come, with my identity background, although it is not said that it is to be windy and rainy, but it is also chic and happy. Now he is walking on thin ice, and he has to be cautious in everything he does, for fear of offending the sword messenger and inviting trouble. ”

"Since the advent of the sword, today's world is completely different from the world we knew before, before, we always thought that the Yuanying realm was already the strongest existence, but I didn't expect that above the Yuanying, there were also gods, Tianmen realm powerhouses, and those ten days ago, the fierce red-haired young man, it is said to be a fierce demon, this is another existence beyond our cognition."

"I also heard that behind our Shuiyun Country, there has always been another huge behind-the-scenes force secretly controlling the country's movements, among which there are also many powerhouses at the level of the Transformation God and the Heavenly Gate Realm, but after the arrival of the Death Sword, there will be no news of that behind-the-scenes force, otherwise if there is that behind-the-scenes force to confront the Death Sword, it may not be the current situation."

"You're wrong, if there is such a thing, it just shows that the forces behind the scenes are afraid of the sword, and it may even be like the situation we are currently encountering, either surrendering to the sword or being destroyed by the sword, and in a better situation, it should also be dormant and dare not meddle in the affairs of the world."

Yang Chen listened to these people's discussions, and he was also guessing in his heart, what was the situation of the twelve major affiliated forces of the Sword Sect in the Heavenly Margin World that day?

It stands to reason that these forces are in charge of countless monks in the entire vast continent, as long as someone breaks through to the Transformation God Realm, they will be recruited into these forces, and after a long period of accumulation, these forces must have a huge number of Transformation God Realm and Tianmen Realm powerhouses, even if the Death Sword starts to encircle and suppress, there should be a lot of movement, why is there no news about these forces now?

Previously, Yang Chen had thought about uniting those forces to fight against the Death Sword together, but for such a long time, no news was revealed, and Yang Chen had to make other plans.

Thinking in his heart, Yang Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he sensed a violent energy fluctuation coming from outside the city, as if there was a strong man fighting?

Then, a roar rolled in:

"Despicable! The dignified Heavenly Gate Realm Venerable actually attacked me in a sneak attack! ”

Yang Chen's heart moved, he heard that the owner of this voice turned out to be the one who had been chasing and killing him before, and was finally frightened back by the Sword Messenger...... Red-haired youth.

"He hasn't left yet, he's been standing guard outside the city, waiting for me to throw himself into the net?" Yang Chen first felt a pang in his heart, and then wondered: "It's just that, listening to what he said just now, there is a Heavenly Gate Realm level powerhouse sneaking up on him, who could this person be?" ”

At this time, this great movement also alarmed the rest of the city, and many of them rushed out of their houses and stood on a high place to look at the situation in the distance.

Yang Chen also followed the flow of people and found the roof of a high-rise building where the crowd gathered to inspect the movement.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw two figures facing each other in the air outside the city.

One of the figures, with wings on his back, red hair, and anger in his eyes flashing with a demonic light, was the red-haired young man who had chased Yang Chen all the way from near Qingyan Country.

At this time, he glared at the other party, there was a huge wound on his waist, almost cut in half, only half of the flesh was still connected, Bobo's blood flowed out of the wound, staining half of his body red, and his condition was miserable.

Opposite him, there stood an old man in a black robe, his face gloomy, but there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes when he looked at the red-haired young man.

He was armed with a meniscus-shaped weapon with drops of blood rolling down it, and it seemed that it was this weapon that almost cut the red-haired youth in half!

"Despicable?"

The black-robed old man laughed, and then said coldly: "The fierce demon clan is fierce and bloodthirsty, everyone is punished, and they hide in the deep mountains and rivers on weekdays, so we don't want to kill you all, and now you are secretly lurking in our human gathering place, with bad intentions, I am now just punishing the heavens, eradicating your scourge, how can I say that it is despicable?" ”

"What hypocrisy! Since the advent of your Sword Sect, you have wantonly slaughtered the forces that do not yield to you, and what you have done is no different from the fierce demon clan, if you want to kill me, just say it, why bother to find any excuse for the punishment of the heavens, it is just to increase the laughing stock! The red-haired young man said angrily: "It's a pity that I naively thought that I could agree with you and unite with each other, but I didn't expect that you Sword Sect Sect is some hypocritical and despicable people, even if I am a fierce demon, I also feel disdainful for you!" ”

"Joint?" The black-robed old man sneered and said contemptuously: "A little fierce demon, you still want to whimsically say that you are united, do you have that qualification?" ”

"I'm blind!" The red-haired young man said hatefully: "Today's revenge, I will repay it in the future!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the wings behind him flapped, and the whole person rose into the sky, fleeing quickly into the distance!

"Still want to escape?" The black-robed old man sneered and chased after him!

Yang Chen looked at this scene from afar, with a strange smile in his eyes, the sword and the red-haired young man were both enemies, both sides wanted to kill him, but they didn't expect him to be in front of both sides, and they fought first.

Glancing at the middle-aged man in silver armor who was standing above the city with anticipation in his eyes, Yang Chen thought for a moment, smiled faintly, and whispered: "For the sake of you helping me, I will let you go of this hundred battle merits." ”

As he spoke, Yang Chen rose into the air and drove away in the opposite direction of the red-haired youth's escape.

Leaving behind a group of figures watching him leave, with dull eyes.