Chapter Seventy-Three: Self-Inflicted Disgrace

Seeing this, Jin Feng quickly made a judgment, and hurriedly transferred a thousand defenders of Admiralty City to directly surround the disciples of the Badao Sect.

Then he turned his heart to the side and warned Ann across the road:

"Rest the road, I advise you to figure out where you are!"

Yue Chen glanced at An Jielu and asked:

"What, Senior An wants to bully the small?"

An spread his hands across the road and replied:

"Didn't Lord Yue interfere with this game first?"

Wang Tieniu on the side said:

"It was your apprentice who fouled first and used his spiritual power to interfere with the game!"

An sneered and said:

"Oh, joke, the rules of this world have always been made by the strong, and the so-called rules of the weak are only used to break!

Yue Chen, you'd better let my apprentice go and let him kill this stupid boy Xue Shame, otherwise I will dominate the Dao Sect ......"

Before An could continue, a long knife suddenly landed on his neck.

And the person who holds the knife is none other than Sinkh!

At this moment, Xin He's incomparably powerful sword momentum from the Sword Emperor burst out in an instant, and the twenty-two people led by the oppressed Andrew were a little out of breath.

An Jielu was just about to say something, but Xin He's eyes suddenly turned cold, and an incomparably sharp knife aura burst out from the blade of the long knife in his hand.

This knife qi directly cut the skin on the neck of An Jielu and pressed directly on the neck vein of An Jielu.

As long as Sinh pushed a little harder, An Jielu would definitely be splattered with blood on the spot.

With such a powerful sword momentum and such a sharp sword aura, could it be that the other party is the sword emperor?

An Gelu realized at this time that the person holding the sword was actually a sword emperor.

The powerhouse of the Four Seas Realm, the Tyranny Sword Sect is not nothing, but as a double Heavenly Sword Cultivation Sect, there is only one Sword Emperor, and that is the current sect master.

Thinking of this, a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He glanced at the rest of the twenty Spirit Canal Realm disciples with his spare eyes, and they were all shelf-strapped with tungsten steel short knives around their necks.

Only then did he realize that the people he had brought were really not very powerful compared to Yue Chen's strength.

In fact, Xin He was also a coincidence, using the Moon Hidden Battle Armor to conceal his spiritual power cultivation, coupled with the sword emperor's sword momentum, it gave An Bilu an unfathomable illusion.

Otherwise, with Xin He's current spiritual power cultivation, he really couldn't easily defeat An Bilu.

An Jielu's subtle expression did not escape Yue Chen's eyes, he smiled slightly, and asked An Jielu:

"Senior An, otherwise what will you do with the Dao Gate?"

An is obedient and domineering, but he is also a little arrogant, if he is the only one here, he will never beg for mercy in order to survive.

But he came this time, he came with his proud apprentice, he is the hope of the future of the sect, and he is the most likely person to become the Sword Emperor!

It doesn't matter if you die, when you get older, there will be no more development, and the sect will definitely avenge itself.

But if his apprentice died, it would be a big loss, even if he killed Yue Chen and the others, he would not be able to recover the loss of the sect.

Thinking of this, An squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said to Yue Chen:

"Lord Yue, it's an old man...... The old man was reckless, and asked Prince Yue to raise his noble hand and let my apprentice go. ”

Yue Chen pretended to be scared and said:

"If I release your apprentice, what will happen if your sect will retaliate?"

After that, Yue Chen saw Dao Lan's eyes fluttering, as if he had some idea, the tip of his sword pushed forward again, and the center of Dao Lan's eyebrows was pierced by this sword, and blood flowed out.

Seeing this, An Jielu hurriedly explained:

"Badaomen and Yan Guo have always had friendly relations, how could they take revenge on Lord Yue because of such a misunderstanding, and ask Lord Yue to raise his noble hand......"

Yue Chen sneered, withdrew the Dreadnought Sword in his hand, patted his somewhat sore arm, and said:

"This king broke your knife just now, so I'll pay you a hand. ”

After that, Yue Chen took out the top-grade transcendental-level nine-ring knife he had created during his practice from the system space, and threw it to Dao Lan casually.

Dao Lan took the Nine Ring Knife and looked at it carefully, with a look of joy in his eyes.

This nine-ring knife, whether it is texture or workmanship, is above his own, and it is one step away from the holy level!

For those who love knives, a good knife is the best gift, Dao Lan weighed the knife in his hand, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said:

"Thank you Prince Yue for the knife, I apologize for my recklessness just now!"

An Jielu's eyes once again showed contempt, and he said in his heart: What about a little strength, don't you want to wag your tail and beg for mercy on my Daomen?

Yue Chen waved his hand and said:

"It's nothing, I have this kind of knife here, the sect that came to participate in the competition will have such a weapon as a comfort if it fails, you don't have to take it to heart.

The quota of the sword mound, let's do as we said before, and make an exception for you to enter. ”

After listening to Yue Chen's words, the disciples of the Heavy Heaven Sect in the audience all laughed, this time Yue Chen could be regarded as really winning back a game for them.

Let these one-day sects regain some face.

After Yue Chen finished speaking, he took out dozens of top-grade transcendental-level weapons from the system space and distributed them to the dozens of large and small sects present.

These sects are all very grateful, and they read in their hearts the goodness of this young king with a different surname in Yan Kingdom.

In fact, among these sects, there are some bold people who are happy to take revenge, and they will repay their kindness and revenge.

When Yue Chen humiliated the Badao Sect and regained face for them, these sect disciples were already full of admiration and admiration for Yue Chen.

Now that they are also gifted with superb weapons, these sect disciples have directly put themselves and this Yue Wang Ye in the same camp.

And now the disciples of the Badao Sect are really faceless, and the weapons that people give away casually have become rare things here.

Dao Lan really wanted to throw this nine-ring knife on the ground at this moment, and then shouted loudly to Yue Chen, Lao Tzu is not uncommon.

But he can't do it, he is really rare, a knife lover can't resist the temptation of a superb nine-ring knife!

At this moment, An patted Dao Lan's shoulder and said:

"Take it, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, throwing a knife is not a skill, he will be successful in cultivation one day, and only by killing him with this knife to take revenge can it be regarded as a real face-regaining. ”

Dao Lan nodded, and looked back at An Jielu, who had lost his arrogance, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years.

The corners of Dao Lan's eyes moistened, what an arrogant person his master was, for his safety, he actually bowed his head to the people of Yizhong Heaven and begged for mercy.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would get rid of this Yue Chen one day and get back face for his master!

An Bilu seemed to understand Daolan's thoughts, smiled with satisfaction, and patted him on the shoulder again.

Dao Lan finally couldn't hold back her tears, her master had been very strict with her since she was a child, and this was the first time she showed a kind look.

But for some reason, I was so sad to commit suicide......