Wang Quan Fugui held Qingtong, and as soon as he walked out of the gate of the main hall, he was already stopped. As a result of his gaze, the courtyard was surrounded by monks from the royal family.

In the eyes of these people, he is not only a king and a nobleman, but also a soldier.

Now, the other party actually wants to defect, but because of a demon, how can these people allow it?

"The king is rich and rich, and he actually colluded with the monsters and wanted to defect to the king, and the brothers killed him!"

"Daomen traitor!"

"Kill him and the enchantress!"

"We're going to clean up the portal!"

"The strongest soldiers of the Dao Gate must not fall into the hands of monsters!"

Kind-hearted?

Don't look at the royal power and wealth, after so many battles, with great military exploits, there are countless demon kings who have died in his hands. But in the eyes of these monks, royal power and wealth have always been nothing more than a weapon.

The strength of the performance is also due to the body of the sword of royal power.

Now it is just a weapon, and it is going to oppose the king's power.

Hundreds of figures suddenly had their mana running, and with the sound of breaking the air, all of them rose into the air, setting up a large array.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble, and the rolling dark clouds gathered.

The wind-stirred robes danced in the wind, making a whirring sound, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked down from the sky, and then with the discolored heaven and earth as the background, it looked extremely scary!

"The royal power is rich and unprecedented, and there is still no experience, so this once, this seat can give you a chance." A solemn voice resounded in all directions, and it was an elder of the royal family who spoke.

As he spoke, hundreds of fairy swords clanged in the air, and the sound was like thunder.

And the figure of the king's hegemony also quietly walked to the door of the hall, looking at the royal power and wealth surrounded by all the monks.

"People are good at wisdom but not good at power, and fighting with powerful monsters requires the help of heaven and earth spirits, in other words, no matter how high and profound the mana is, it is just a fragile mortal body, how can you abandon the royal sword...... Get out. ”

Thundered!

Thundered!

As if to make it more suitable for the occasion, white light flashed in the sky, and the rumbling sound seemed to beat a drum in the air, tearing apart the thousands of threads composed of lightning in the gray clouds, and gradually stitching the heavens and the earth together.

The thunderbolt roared unceremoniously in the sky, cutting through countless cracks like silver snakes.

Raindrops the size of soybeans leaked out of the cracks, and in an instant, the rain was as big as the Milky Way in the sky, pouring down from the sky! The rumors of the wind are becoming more and more rampant and presumptuous.

Originally, it was still Lang Lang Daylight, but in the blink of an eye, it rained heavily.

The bean-sized raindrops were lying on the cheeks of Wang Quan and Fugui, and the clear pupil in his arms was still in a coma because of his injury, but now he was woken up by the rain, and after looking around, he naturally understood the current situation.

Some nervously clenched the robes of the royal power and wealth.

"I'll take you out."

Wang Quan Fugui looked at Qingtong's cheeks, and actually laughed at this time, he suddenly realized.

For ten years ago, I asked Lin Yi a question.

Why kill the demon, what is wrong with the demon. He also understands today who his sword should be dancing for. In the guest room in the distance, Lin Yi suddenly smiled, and he could feel that this was a sword heart that was about to be conceived.

A sword heart that inherited the will of the previous kingship.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the majestic rain instantly wet everyone's clothes, and from time to time a flash of lightning turned white, and the faces of the royal monks who could be reflected turned pale, and they looked up and down without sympathy, and hundreds of figures fell from the sky, or standing on the courtyard wall, or the sword in the air, or standing on the roof, surrounded by the royal power and wealth and clear pupils, and the water could not be leaked!

"Daomen traitor, take your life!"

With a neat shout, hundreds of figures pinched the magic trick, hundreds of flying swords rose into the air like shuttles, and the fluttering sword shadows, under the drop of raindrops, left a beautiful arc in the moment of black and white communication in the sky, forming a dense sword rain, falling suddenly!

The sword blade with cold light, under the blessing of mana, glowed with a faint light, all kinds of mana, each different, violently shook away the troubled raindrops, in the heavy rain, unstained with moisture!

The sword power when it falls rapidly, the mana that ignites, can even evaporate the rain on the side, and the wisps of green smoke can be raised......

In the face of the rain of swords, the royal power and wealth did not make any moves. Instead, he hugged Qing Tong tightly, protected her in his arms, and then bowed his head suddenly, ready to use his physical mortal fetus to catch the sword.

"Hey......"

Lin Yi sighed.

With the strength of royal power and wealth, if you really want to go out. Even if he doesn't have royal power, he can intercept a magic sword from the air at will, even if it is a low-grade magic sword, with his sword intent and mana, he can easily leave.

He didn't have the courage to dance the sword to the disciples of the royal power, let alone the enemy.

"Well, let me be the sinner."

Lin Yi opened his eyes and took a sharp step. He was obviously in the guest room at the moment, but now that he stepped forward, his figure instantly flickered hundreds of meters away, appearing beside Wang Quan and Fugui.

"Hegemony, why bother."

Lin Yi just opened his mouth lightly, and the moment the figure appeared here, a strong mana shook out.

With just the use of mana, the sword rain composed of hundreds of immortal swords was violently shattered. The powerful aftermath alone shook the earth and sunk into it, with Lin Yi as the center, the land within a diameter of three meters cracked one after another, and the spider web-like cracks were dense!

Hundreds of fairy swords were scattered on the ground.

"Shhh...... Han Jianzi is afraid, only the mana is comparable to the Demon Emperor......"

"No matter how terrifying he is, this is the king's power!"

"That's right, Han Jianzi, this is a family matter of my royal power, if you insist on interfering, don't blame us for being ruthless." The last to speak was an elder of the royal power, with gray hair.

Although his face has been ugly since Lin Yi appeared, he is a member of the older generation, so he naturally understands Lin Yi's horror.

But think about it, he has hundreds of elite cultivators of the royal family here, no matter how strong his sword is, can he really defeat a hundred enemies?

"Master!"

Wang Quan Fugui was also stunned by Lin Yi who suddenly appeared, after all, he didn't know that Lin Yi had come to Wang Quan's house.

In the battle with the Demon King that day, Lin Yi stayed on the city wall all the time, before and after the shot. None of them have met the royal power and wealth.

"Gui'er, teach you the last sword for the teacher today."

Lin Yi said lightly, a hand had already fallen on the hilt of the Meteorite Sword, and he hadn't drawn the sword for ten years. On the meteoric iron sword, it also contains ten years of cold air.

As he spoke, the power of the sword heart suddenly shook, and the rain that fell between the sky and the earth seemed to slow down at this moment.

Wang Quan Tyrant sighed and said helplessly.

"Why do you meddle?"

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