River City, on Mong Kok Street.

A crashed pickup truck was parked in the middle of the road, and an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was lying on the ground, the driver long gone.

Hit and run!

A group of people gathered around Ye Wen, who was lying on the ground, and pointed at him, and a few people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and call the police.

"The car has been crashed like this, and he still doesn't bleed......"

"Then he won't survive, you see he won't be able to move......"

"He's moving! Go and save someone!"

In the midst of everyone's gossip, Ye Wen suddenly felt a headache, he listened to the conversations of the masses very clearly, but it was very strange that he could lie here?

Raising his eyes, he is a pair of slender jade feet.

Further up, white as jade, a young woman raised her hand to pull him up.

Suddenly, he stood up and roared: "Demon thief! Today next year will be the day of your death, come out and die!"

The woman was remarkable.

"You...... Are you stupid?"

Ye Wen's crazy words startled the woman, and the woman was a little discolored.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes around him, Ye Wen suddenly calmed down, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled.

He was originally the young sect master of the Xuanjian Sect, the most dazzling sword genius in 10,000 years, and in only eight thousand years, he had already stepped into the realm of a half-step emperor! But three years ago, the artifact came out, and in order to compete for the artifact, the demon entered the Sword Sect at night, and that night was bloody and bloody, Ye Wen was killed, and his natal spirit sword collected his remnant soul and went to the world!

"I didn't expect that this sect would be reborn into this person's body by relying on the remnant soul......"

He muttered, looking at the pickup truck in front of him, "If it weren't for the Gang Qi Protector in this sect, I'm afraid it would have been hit and killed a long time ago." ”

I don't know, three years have passed, what happened to the Sword Sect now......

Raising his head, he looked in the direction of Jiangcheng Mansion, and suddenly his face turned cold.

The owner of this body is also called Ye Wen, who has the same name and surname as himself, and is a good boy with excellent character and learning.

Respect teachers at school and work part-time outside the school, but because he offended a rich second generation in the school, he was often beaten by these people; Afraid that his mother would worry, he never dared to say it! But in the back, the children of these rich people actually intensified, and they actually drove a pickup truck to hit Ye Wen......

Unexpectedly, this time it was too big, the accelerator was stepped on a little deeper, and he directly knocked himself into the air, and Li Ao, who was worried about the accident, fled directly to the Jiangcheng Building to hide, intending to let his father come forward to settle down.

Sneered.

"In the eyes of you rich people, do you really think that everything can be settled with money?"

"Is the life of the poor worthless in your eyes?"

Ye Wen looked coldly at the location on the 18th floor of Jiangcheng Building.

With his cultivation, he soon knew where Li Ao went.

The eighteenth floor of Jiangcheng Building!

"Hey, hey! Do you want to go to the hospital, why can't you even say thank you? ”

"Weirdos!"

The woman who wanted to help Ye Wen up looked at the back of him leaving, and suddenly felt that Ye Wen was a little familiar, and always felt as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

……

The eighteenth floor of Jiangcheng Building.

"Young Master, will Ye Wen's kid die?"

"If you're dead, you're dead, what's the big deal? Killing him is like killing a dog! ”

"It's a big deal to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to find someone to blame, and it's been three years."

Liu Chao, the dog-legged man on the side, hurriedly said: "The young master is right, compared to you, he is an ant!" ”

"It's just a stinky takeaway, I want his sister to WeChat, but he won't give it to me, it's gilded? But his sister is really good-looking. ”

Bang!

The door of the building was kicked open by Ye Wen, and he looked at the two people in front of him angrily.

Faintly, Ye Wen actually felt that his feet were a little numb.

After checking his cultivation, he muttered, "There are only 8 layers of sword qi left?" But...... It's enough to deal with you, the Second Ancestor. ”

Li Ao was also startled when he saw Ye Wen who suddenly broke in, "I didn't expect you to die, count your fate ......"

Ye Wen took a step forward, and Li Ao's face suddenly changed, "What do you want to do?"

Several bodyguards appeared in the building and surrounded Ye Wentuan.

But Ye Wen looked at it as if he was nothing, and stared at Li Ao with cold eyes: "Li Ao, it's true that your family is rich, but that is your father's hard-earned money for half a lifetime." You rely on your background, bully people in school, and play with female classmates; But because I didn't give your sister's WeChat, you dared to drive into me and almost killed me. ”

"Li Ao, you're having a big time this time."

Suddenly, Li Ao felt that the 'Ye Wen' in front of him had some murderous aura, which seemed to be different from the 'Ye Wen' he knew before.

"Your family has not educated you, and today, I will teach you a heinous scoundrel on behalf of heaven!"

Liu Chao, the attendant on the side, stepped forward and said, "Ye Wen, what the are you pretending to be here?" Just because you still want to teach Li Ao a lesson? There are so many of us, I'm afraid you're going to die here today! ”

"Ye Wen, do you know what the consequences of offending me are? You didn't die when you were hit like that, it's your fate, you should run with your tail between your legs, or ......"

As he spoke, several bodyguards swarmed up with sticks.

Sonic boom!

The stick falls!

Bang!

I saw Ye Wen casually lift it, and the baton in the bodyguard's hand was actually caught in his hand, and the shocked bodyguard was in pain!

The bodyguard's pupils shrank sharply.

He squeezed it hard, and the iron telescopic baton creaked, and a handprint was pinched in front of everyone!

Immediately afterwards, as soon as he raised his foot, the bodyguard in front of him flew directly upside down and smashed on the sofa in front of Li Ao.

Three under five divided by two!

The remaining five bodyguards were all put to the ground by Ye Wen only between breaths, and the whole process did not exceed 30 seconds!

Li Ao was immediately stunned when he saw Ye Wen's ghostly figure and extremely fast movements, as well as the wailing voices of the bodyguards.

"You...... Are you a human or a ghost! ”

Li Ao squeezed out a sentence from his mouth.

Ye Wen smiled and walked towards Li Ao and Liu Chao.

Wails abounded.

"My Sword Sect disciple doesn't hurt people's lives at will, and today I broke the muscles and bones of the two of you, I hope that the two of you will have a long memory! If you dare to let me see you in the future, you will be bullying people, it will not be as simple as cutting off your limbs! ”

……

Get out of the building.

He began to think carefully about the life of this host named 'Ye Wen'.

18 years old, a high school student, his father died when he was a child, his mother had a bad waist and legs, and he and his sister were supported by the money from picking up garbage. Ye Wen has been studying hard and has always been the first in his age, which can be said to be the pride of this family.

In his spare time, he worked and studied, went to Meituan to deliver takeaways, and delivered express delivery on Double 11, all to subsidize his family, buy medicine for his mother, and pay tuition for his sister.

is such a good boy with excellent character and learning, in the eyes of the rich second generation, it is just a cheap life, and even Li Ao is unhappy, so he will drive him to death.

Ye Wen felt a little sorry for this child, from some angles, Ye Wen's life experience was similar to that of this dead Ye Wen.

His father died early, and before his death, his father confessed that he would be in charge of the Sword Sect when he became an adult.

The Sword Sect was originally the first sect in the rivers and lakes, since the death of his father, how many sects have joined forces to try to take the place of the Sword Sect, in order to live up to his father's expectations, in order to keep the sect from declining, he has been practicing sword qi hard since he was seven years old, and has become a sword genius for thousands of years, just at the age of 18, he has surpassed his father and stepped into the half-step emperor realm!

"Don't worry, I will take it into your body, it is you and I who are destined. From now on, you are me, and I am you. As long as I, Ye Wen, live for a day, I will not let your mother and sisters suffer the slightest grievance. ”

"Those who have bullied you, I will also let them repay one by one."

After leaving for three years, Ye Wen was most concerned about the current situation of the Sword Sect, and the last memory in his mind was still left at the moment when the old demon thief pierced his sword qi and his remnant soul was sucked away by the Natal Spirit Sword, and he didn't know what happened to the Sword Sect after that.

Glancing at the time, it was more than five hours before eight o'clock in the evening.

He felt that the top priority was to recover his natal spirit sword.

Since he was reborn in this place, it proves that the spirit sword should not be far away from him.

Close your eyes, sense the existence of the spirit sword, and look at it from afar.

"Museums?"

When he opened his eyes, he was slightly stunned and looked at the gate of the Jiangcheng Museum, which was two streets away.

His cultivation can give him a glance, although there are only a few layers of sword qi left, but it is no problem to see the two streets clearly.

The wind was blowing under Ye Wen's feet, and he ran quickly towards the museum.

Entering the museum, he finally saw his spirit sword, which was being placed in a glass display case, and there was a label outside the glass: Southern Song Dynasty Bronze Sword.

How did his own spirit sword become a bronze sword in the Southern Song Dynasty?

Ye Wen stood in front of him with great interest, and there happened to be a docent standing in front of him, who happened to explain the sword to the visiting tourists.

"According to experts, this cultural relic is a artifact of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the technology at that time was able to smelt a bronze sword with such precision, which shows the preciousness of this object. It is suspected to be the personal weapon of the Southern Song Dynasty emperor Zhao Chun, but it is not recorded in historical materials. After 800 years, it is still nitpicky, and even when it is unearthed, archaeologists still faintly hear the sound of the dragon's groan, so it is also named the dragon's sword. ”

"Oh my God, can this sword really hear a dragon's groan?"

"What about archaeologists talking nonsense, right? Can copper with this precision be refined during the Southern Song Dynasty? I think it's just a modern imitation to fool people. ”

Listening to a few doubts, Ye Wen frowned.

The archaeologist is indeed fooling, his sword is not made of bronze, but smelted by the Nine Heavens Dark Iron, and it is sealed with the remnant soul of the ancient flame dragon. However, archaeologists have never seen the Nine Heavens Dark Iron, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is bronze.

But what he was angry about was that this person actually said that his natal spirit sword was actually an imitation?

Suddenly, his mind moved, and he immediately sensed the spirit sword.

Lingjian sensed the arrival of his master, and suddenly reacted strongly.

"Roaring ......"

The blade shakes!

It really made a low dragon groan, and those who heard it shuddered! It's an instinctive human fear!

The narrator is also stupid, she has been doing commentary work here for three years, and it is the first time she has heard this dragon sword make a dragon groan!

"You...... Listen, I didn't lie to you! With that, she was about to run to the curator to report this strange phenomenon.

"Wait." Ye Wen suddenly stopped her, and in the shock of everyone, he smiled and said, "This young lady, thank you for your patience in explaining this sword. ”

"There are a few mistakes I would like to correct, though."

"What?"

"This sword is not the Dragon Yin Sword, its name is the Red Flame Brahma Sword."

"Because its sword body is sealed with the ancient fierce beast Yan Dragon, it is named Red Flame Brahma."

"Its material is not bronze, but the dark iron beyond the nine heavens, with the stone clay left behind when Nuwa mended the sky."

"As for his master, he is not the so-called emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty."

The people who were still in shock, after listening to Ye Wen's explanation, all laughed and said, "This brother, you have read too many fantasy novels, right?" Also the Red Flame Brahma Sword, have you ever heard of the Xuanyuan Sword? ”

"It's not the sword of the Southern Song Dynasty emperor? Could it still be yours? ”

Ye Wen smiled, his mind moved, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "I can't hide it, this sword is indeed a saber under it." ”

Immediately afterwards, Ye Wen said coldly: "Chiyan, go home!" ”

Suddenly!

All the tempered glass in the museum burst instantly! That's a hard material that can't be shaken by a bullet!

The body of the Chiyan Sword shook even more violently, as if it was excited to welcome the arrival of its master!

The sword's body emitted a charming red glow, and faintly, there seemed to be a flaming fire dragon swimming around the scabbard!

Next second!

This sword actually flew directly into Ye Wen's hand!

Everyone looked stupid.

The narrator's young lady was even more dumbfounded, she pointed at Ye Wen and was speechless for a long time, "You...... You ......"

"Thank you for keeping Chiyan for me, another day, I will come to thank you, I still have something to do, go first."

After Ye Wen left, the narrator reacted.

"Call the police! Someone looted antiquities! ”