When Zhang Yi and Dongfang Rou came to Dongfang Qingyun's military compound, they happened to see Dongfang Qingyun and Wang Yunfeng admiring a calligraphy and painting from the Northern Song Dynasty, while Li Xian was making tea for the two on the side.

Seeing Zhang Yi and Dongfang Rou coming suddenly, the two old men were also stunned.

"Xiaorou, what are you guys doing here? Frizzy? ”

Dongfang Qingyun asked strangely.

Zhang Yi stepped forward and handed the black letter to Wang Yunfeng: "Old man, this is the news I just got, take a look"

Wang Yunfeng opened the letter and read it carefully.

After reading it, there was no expression fluctuation on his face, and he handed the letter to Dongfang Qingyun on the side.

"What do you think, old man?" Seeing that Wang Yunfeng was silent, Zhang Yi asked.

Wang Yunfeng frowned, waved his hand, and muttered: "Two months, two months." ”

"yes, these guys are going to do it in two months, how are we going to deal with it then?" Zhang Yi also frowned, he had seen the strength of the Holy See and the Bayonet Group, if they really poured out, according to the current people in the Chinese martial arts world, even if there were the former three masters and the current five strange people, and there were some scattered martial arts people, it was absolutely impossible to fight them, and when the time came, a bloody storm in the martial arts world would come again, which Zhang Yi did not want to see.

Wang Yunfeng was still looking down and muttering, and after a while, he slowly shook his head and said something that almost made Zhang Yi vomit blood: "Hey, there are still two months, it seems that I came to Kyoto City early, and I could have been in Shu for a while, but I made a mistake."

Zhang Yi resisted the urge to slap him a few times, and said viciously: "I said old man, can you be serious, now I'm talking to you about business." ”

Wang Yunfeng glanced at Zhang Yi, and said indifferently: "Isn't there still two months, there is still time, and the old man Matsumoto and the old man of the Pope will definitely not dare to bring a large number of people into the Huaxia Kingdom this time, if they want to come first, they will definitely come first, so the first thing we have to deal with is them." ”

"To put it mildly, if you come to the door and kill them all, there won't be so much to do." Zhang Yi glanced at Wang Yunfeng, who had a light face.

"If I go it alone, I'm definitely not afraid of these two old guys, but if I fight in a group, they will definitely not be afraid of me" Wang Yunfeng stroked his beard, sighed softly, and said slowly: "Old man Matsumoto In addition to himself, there are eight top masters around him, which are his escort team, eight flying eagles, these eight guards may not be as strong as the masters of Igmoto Genichi and his son, but if you join forces, I'm afraid you are not an opponent." In addition, there is a strong team of knights around the old man of the Pope, the Templars, sixteen Templars, each with a Holy Sword of the Holy See in their hands, they are powerful knights who have been inherited by the Holy See for many years to guard the safety of the Pope and the safety of the Holy See, they rarely have contact with the outside world, and there are few opportunities to show up in the martial arts world, except for the Pope's travel, they basically stay in the temple of St. Peter's Church, and the strength of each of them is almost comparable to that of people like Archbishop Ryan, The combined power of the sixteen holy swords was even more terrifying, and in the entire Holy See, only the holy scepter in the hands of the old man of the Pope could resist the power of their sixteen holy swords. ”

"So perverted?" Zhang Yi's mouth opened wide in shock and muttered, "Eight Flying Eagles? Templars? Sixteen? Each one can be compared to a master like Ryan? ”

At this time, Zhang Yi suddenly thought of the fact that when he rescued Dongfang Qingyun in the island country of Osaka, he went deep into the place of Matsumoto Zanchi retreat with the head judge of the Holy See, when he and the chief judge of Kachi fought in the depths of the bayonet group base camp, in the backyard of Matsumoto Zanzhi's retreat, there were eight masked people, and these eight masked people also fought with Kachi, but they were all Kachi was pressed and beaten, and Kachi also called the name of the flying eagle, it turned out that these eight people were the eight flying eagles of Matsumoto Zanchi's escort team.

Wang Yunfeng smiled lightly: "It's not that they have Ryan's strength on a par, in terms of strength, they are naturally not Ryan's opponents, the main thing is the holy sword in their hands, the Holy See has three holy weapons, three holy robes, the first holy weapon is the Holy Staff of Destruction in the hands of the Pope, the Holy Scepter of Destruction is a holy object that has always symbolized the identity of the Pope, and the second holy weapon is the Doomsday True Cross Sword in the hands of the Grand Inquisitor Joseph, the True Cross Sword is also a symbol of the Grand Inquisitor, it represents the highest judicial power of the Holy See, The third artifact was the sixteen swords in the hands of the Templars. And the three holy robes, that is, the robe of destruction on the Pope, the glorious robe on the body of the inquisitor of Kutch, and the ghost robe on the body of Archbishop Ryan, these six holy relics are all sacred relics that have been inherited since the establishment of the Holy See for nearly a thousand years, and the power of these six holy relics in their hands can be imagined. ”

"The Six Great Relic?" Zhang Yi muttered to himself in shock again, at this moment he once again thought of the scene when he fought with Judge Kutch in the island country and fought with Archbishop Ryan in England, he was strange at that time, even his dragon scale dagger could not break through their defenses, it turned out to be this reason, especially the weird black robe on Archbishop Ryan's body, not only the defense power is extremely perverted, but also has the function of bringing people to float in the air, at that time, Dean Mani said that it was a holy relic of the Holy See, It turned out to be a ghost robe that was one of the three holy robes.

Zhang Yi had come into contact with the holy robes on the bodies of Judge Kutch and Archbishop Ryan, but he had not touched the holy weapons in the hands of the Grand Inquisitor and the Pope, but when he thought of the defensive power of the holy robe's perverted defense, he could basically think of the perverted attack power of the holy weapon.

"it." Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but scold, and a sense of frustration also arose from the bottom of his heart, these guys have such perverted equipment, they lost before they fought, how can they fight when they meet in the future? At this moment, he finally understood the reason why he didn't dare to go to them alone even with Wang Yunfeng's perverted strength, in addition to the guards around them, there was also the equipment on their bodies.

Wang Yunfeng struck again: "Matsumoto Zanzhi also has a treasure knife in the martial arts world of the island country over the years, the blade of white bones, this treasure knife is a weapon that was cut by a swordsman in the island country more than a thousand years ago, and it was made of the backbone of a giant crocodile, when it was created, this swordsman killed a thousand people to drink blood for this knife, this is the method of feeding blood with a knife, and now this knife is in the hands of Matsumoto Zanzhi." ”

"Bone Blade?" Zhang Yi shook his head depressedly, of course he knew this method, the scimitar in the hands of the king of killers, Lai Kier, still killed 10,000 people with blood, this kind of weapon that has been fed blood has a very cold, gloomy aura, in Guangnan City, when Lai Kir was killed by Nie Qingchen, he originally wanted to confiscate this scimitar, but it was put away by Nie Qingchen, he said that this kind of weapon with a very heavy aura should be destroyed.

Thinking that these guys have such perverted equipment, Zhang Yi couldn't help but look up to Wang Yunfeng's strength again, this old man was able to seriously injure Matsumoto Zanzhi and Pope Paul when their equipment was so good, wouldn't that strength be against the sky?

Seeing Zhang Yi's curious eyes, Wang Yunfeng seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said lightly: "When Matsumoto Zanzhi and Pope Paul besieged the Zhang family compound, their escorts were not around, but they went to deal with other masters of the martial arts world of Huaxia Kingdom, so I could seriously injure them, if they had an escort team to besiege me together, I would not have escaped from the Zhang family compound, as for the equipment on their bodies, there are still many weapons in the Huaxia Kingdom that are no worse than the weapons in their hands." ”

"For example?" Zhang Yi said curiously, after listening to Wang Yunfeng's words, he couldn't help but start to reflect on his strength, it turned out that in the face of many masters of the Bayonet Group and the Holy See, he was still a little bit sitting in the well and watching the sky, no wonder the old man had not allowed him to go to Matsumoto Zanzhi and Pope Paul It turned out to be this reason.

Wang Yunfeng glanced at Zhang Yi: "For example, the dragon scale dagger in your hand, the thunder fury knife in Nie Qingchen's hand, and the relics Buddha beads in the hands of Master Guangzang Fahong, these are also treasures inherited from the martial arts history of the Chinese martial arts world for thousands of years, and the Penglai jade flute in Tong Qing's hand is also something left by a master in the desert many years ago, and these are actually no worse than the six holy relics of the Holy See." ”

Immediately, Wang Yunfeng slowly raised his head and glanced at the Chinese painting on the wall: "Of course, in the Chinese martial arts world, there are several legendary artifacts, if you have these artifacts, it will be much easier to deal with the many masters and bayonet groups of the Holy See." ”

"What artifact?" Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly appeared with a fiery light, although he knew that the dragon scale dagger in his hand was also a treasure, although the attack was strong and hard, but it was too short, and it still needed to fight in close quarters with people, as for facing a master like Matsumoto Yanfeng, the method of using flying thorns would not work.

"The Sword of the Holy Dao, the Xuanyuan Sword, the Sword of the Emperor's Dao, the Chixiao Sword."

Wang Yunfeng said slowly.

"What?" Zhang Yi was taken aback and was surprised: "Aren't these all the top ten divine swords in the legends of Huaxia Kingdom, how can they survive in the world?" ”

"No one has seen it, so it doesn't exist." Wang Yunfeng said lightly: "The 5,000-year martial arts history of the Huaxia Kingdom has created countless brilliant weapons, and although the ten famous swords have long been hidden, I know where the Xuanyuan Sword and the Chixiao Sword are. ”

Seeing Zhang Yi's wide-eyed appearance, Wang Yunfeng smiled slightly: "The Chixiao Sword is in my hand." ”

"I'll go." Wang Yunfeng's words almost scared Zhang Yi to death, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and glared at Wang Yunfeng: "Why don't I know? ”

"Because after the Chixiao Sword returned to Shuzhong twenty-three years ago, I hid it, and I haven't taken it out, as for the Xuanyuan Sword?" Saying that, Wang Yunfeng sold a pass.

"Where?" Zhang Yi said.

"Do you remember what I said about Nie Qingchen once recuperating at the bottom of the Tianshan Heavenly Pond?" Wang Yunfeng said with a smile.

"Of course I do, don't you." Saying that, Zhang Yi looked at Wang Yunfeng with an incredible look.

Wang Yunfeng smiled: "Yes, Nie Qingchen has been recuperating at the bottom of this Tianchi for more than 20 years, and a stone tomb was found at the bottom of Tianchi, and Xuanyuan Sword is there."

Among the stone tombs. ”