"Go to Jianjiafang City to see, the younger generation of the second young man of the royal family in the imperial city beat the sword family, I heard that the champion of the previous city main battle was directly slapped and vomited blood!"

"What, it is worthy of the young master of the imperial city, and he actually did it directly in the territory of the sword family!"

"Let's take a look!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and some of the surrounding warriors were drawn by curiosity.

At the corner, Jian Fengyun frowned, and walked towards his own market with the flow of people.

"Boss, don't be impulsive, I'll ......" Wang Chuyuan on the side hurriedly followed Jian Fengyun's footsteps and persuaded him.

However, as if he hadn't heard it, Jian Fengyun walked hurriedly.

Soon everyone came to the Jian family's Fang Market, only to see that many Jian Family's guards had gathered in the Fang City, and several stalls had been affected, and it was Jian Qiuping who was in the middle of the street.

"I said that your sword family is still garbage, whether it is a guard or a disciple, there is no one who can survive ten moves under Ben Shao's hands, I advise you to hand over the body of the holy soul, lest you die well!"

Outside the circle, Jian Fengyun heard the unruly words of the young man in the circle wearing a green robe and a silver crown on his head.

The Body of the Holy Soul! It's Cher!

Jian Fengyun reacted instantly, and the sword yuan power on his body gushed out, directly squeezing the crowded martial artists around him to both sides and walking forward.

"There's a good show!"

The divine dog on Wang Chuyuan's shoulder, his eyes rolled slightly.

"What a show, aren't you worried that the boss will be in danger!"

Wang Chuyuan stepped forward with Jian Fengyun and said in a low voice.

"What's there to worry about, if that guy induces the power of the formation, none of the people here are his opponents!"

The god dog lazily raised his paws and combed the gray hair on his hands.

Formation?

Wang Chuyuan looked strange, he didn't expect that the power of the formation arranged by his boss would be so great, and none of the people present were his opponents!

Wang Bin has a master of the Lingfu Realm by his side, and he is not an opponent!

"You are dreaming, Jian Xue'er is the person of the young patriarch of my sword family, and the person of my sword family, no one wants to take it away!"

As soon as Jian Fengyun walked into the inner circle of the circle, Jian Qiuping's voice sounded.

I saw that several guards of the Jian family had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, and Jian Qiuping was also bleeding from the corners of his mouth, protecting a girl in white behind him.

"Brother Jianshan, Young Master Qiuping, let's go, these people are too powerful!" The girl in white said with tears in her eyes.

"Miss Xue'er, since you are the young patriarch's person, we will not give up on you!"

"Miss Xue'er, don't worry, someone has already gone to inform the patriarch and elders, they will be here soon!"

Several disciples of the Sword Family beside Jian Qiuping wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and said respectfully to the girl behind them.

"I don't know whether to live or die, even if everyone in your sword family is here, I can still clean you up, a bunch of waste!"

On the opposite side of the Sword Family, Wang Bin sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"yes, then I'm going to teach you how to behave!"

A voice suddenly broke the silence in the circle.

I saw the figure of a young man in white stepping into the circle, one step, two steps...... Like a leisurely walk, the young man's face was calm.

The young man's robe was slightly blown by the breeze, and everyone in the Sword Family was instantly stunned and spoke out in unison.

"Young Patriarch!"

The girl in white not far away, when she saw the young man, tears instantly welled up and ran over quickly.

"Young Master......"

"Don't be afraid, the young master is here!"

Jian Fengyun gently took the girl into his arms, touched his head gently, and said.

"Sword Fengyun, he is Sword Fengyun, the peak of the Spiritual Qi Realm who killed the Yu family's Lingyuan Realm peak Elder Keqing!"

Some foreign warriors around were also instantly surprised when they saw the sword Fengyun.

"You are Jian Fengyun, Jing'er's intended person?" Wang Bin looked at Jian Fengyun with a cold gaze.

"You are Wang Bin, who injured my people and wanted to take Xue'er away?" Jian Fengyun hugged the woman in his arms, and looked back coldly.

"Hmph, since you came up to find death yourself, I will fulfill you!" Wang Bin's face instantly turned cold.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a silver-white spear appeared in his hand, and strange and mysterious runes were engraved on the spear, making the whole spear look very dazzling.

"Tianxuan Thunder Silver Spear, hitting the enemy will bring lightning damage, I didn't expect Wang Bin to even take out this kind of spiritual weapon!"

Several warriors from the imperial city recognized Wang Bin's spear and said in shock,

Xuan-level superlative spiritual weapon, and engraved with a first-class thunder and lightning inscription.

Jian Fengyun instantly saw through the subtleties of this spear.

"Suffer death, Tianxuan War Spear!" Wang Bin let out a low roar.

The next moment, a strong momentum of the late stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm erupted from his body, and silver-white spiritual power poured into the spear.

The shadow of the gun flashed, and a thunderbolt spear spread, and a thunderous thunder burst into the air.

Wang Bin jumped up, and threw his spear at the sword Fengyun.

The strong momentum slammed into all directions, causing the surrounding warriors to take a few steps back.

"Tianxuan battle spear, Xuan-level superb spiritual skill, this is the royal family's Zhen clan mystical skill, I heard that this was given to them by His Majesty Tianyang to their Wang family!"

The faces of the warriors from the imperial city were shocked.

"Imperial Kendo!"

Jian Fengyun gently pushed the girl in his arms away, and then his hands were sealed, and one after another spells were shot into the air.

In an instant, the sword yuan power on Jian Fengyun's body gushed out like a spring, and his momentum continued to rise.

Nine illusory long swords flashed in the air, and the sword roared.

"Imperial Sword Dao, it turned out to be Imperial Sword Dao!"

An inconspicuous old man behind Wang Bin couldn't hide the horror in his eyes.

"This is His Majesty Tianyang's Imperial Sword Dao?" The surrounding warriors were stunned, and their expressions were instantly frozen.

And Wang Chuyuan, who was outside the battle circle, seemed to think of something, his eyes were shocked, and he said dumbly: "How is it possible, the boss is in the aura realm, how can he know the way of the emperor sword?" What is his relationship with His Majesty Tianyang? ”

Some of the foreign warriors around were stunned, when had they seen this kind of spiritual skill that opened and closed and was monstrous? Their eyes widened and their minds went blank.

"Boom!"

Nine illusory swords slammed into Wang Bin's spear, and the spear was directly knocked out, and the spirit sword was like the wind, shooting straight into Wang Bin's chest.

"How can it be ......" Wang Bin's face was full of horror, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

Sonor! Sonor! Sonor!

The remaining few spirit swords fell on Wang Bin's body, and they were all blocked by a pair of silver-white battle armor, and bursts of spiritual power flashed on the battle armor, actually blocking this killing blow.

Wang Bin's body was knocked to the ground, but the strong defense of the battle armor made him not hurt at all.

"Heavenly Spirit Battle Armor, Xuan-rank best Battle Armor, I heard that it is engraved with a very powerful defensive inscription, and the martial artists below the Spirit Mansion Realm can't break the defense of the Battle Armor at all with their strength!"

Some knowledgeable people around exclaimed.