The young man looked at Yechen with a really look, and then said proudly: "I'm Zhang Baoren, in fact, it's normal that you haven't heard of Meng Xinqi, although many people know the name Meng Xinqi, but he is very low-key, and there are not many people who really know him." If it weren't for the people around him, I really wouldn't know. ”

Zhang Baoren pointed in the direction of Meng Xinqi and said, "Do you see the man in white beside her?" That is one of the four young men of the imperial capital, and those three people are three of the four young men of the imperial capital, think about it, the person who can make the four young men of the imperial capital surrender willingly, of course, the only one is the mysterious Meng Xinqi." ”

Yechen laughed and said, "Having said so much, who is this Mengxinqi?"

"Looks like you're a real dirt bun, hillbilly. Zhang Baoren did not forget to continue to fight Yechen to elevate himself, with a hint of pride in his words, as if the seniors were teaching the juniors, patted Yechen on the shoulder and said, "Don't stay in a small place all the time in the future, go out for a walk, you can see more." ”

"Uh-huh!" Yechen replied, and then continued to look at Zhang Baoren, who was pretending to be endless, and resisted the urge to slap him to death.

"Ahem!" Zhang Baoren coughed, and then said slowly, "If you want to say that this Meng Xinqi, it has a great background, his master is the famous Martial God Continent, majestic, beautiful as a fairy, peerless, super strong, one person under ten thousand people above the Blue Moon Princess." ”

"Blue Moon!" Yechen never expected such an answer.

Yechen turned to leave, and whispered, "That little girl has taken in all the apprentices......"

Then, Yechen sighed softly: "It's been five hundred years, the world has changed, the vicissitudes of life, the little girl in the past, I don't know what it has become." ”

For Blue Moon, Yechen's memory is like yesterday, the little girl who likes to wear blue clothes and likes blue is also as lively as this Meng Xinqi, many people are afraid of themselves, but this little girl always likes to sleep with her head on her lap, and is even the only one who dares to climb to his throne to sleep.

What will become of today's Blue Moon, has she become Ye Zixuan's right-hand man? Do you remember your master? Do you still get along with her senior brothers? Yechen doesn't know, and she doesn't dare to gamble, even the most trusted Ye Zixuan can betray herself, and the rest of the people, who can make herself 100% trusted?

Yechen finally discovered that no matter how strong his strength was in his previous life, he was not a god after all, and he couldn't see through people's hearts.

Shaking his head, he threw these thoughts out of his mind, and the most important thing now was to grasp the matter at hand.

There are many people around, there are many geniuses, even if it is several times more, Yechen does not put it in his eyes, but these people are too luxurious, Yechen believes that whether it is Wang Ziyu or Meng Xinqi, or the disciples of other big forces, at a critical moment, they will definitely sacrifice a king-level magic weapon.

I am empty-handed, and there are still too few treasures that I can use.

The same fate lock of Yu Fenhao and others alone made him feel tricky.

Yechen didn't continue to yearn, the battle on the ladder could not be ended in a short time, it seemed that the fight was fierce, everyone left a hand, whoever dared to really rush to the front, the fight below would definitely stop suddenly, and point the finger at the person who rushed to the ground.

In the face of huge interests, it is possible to let go of all hatred, and in the same way, in the face of such interests, it is difficult to take care of who does not wave a knife at themselves.

Yechen sat cross-legged on the steps and began to refine the Yin Spring, as long as the Yin Spring was refined, he could be promoted to a martial artist, and he could be proud of his peers.

Lan Wen and the little skeleton stayed in place, holding weapons and guarding the night closely.

Because Yechen is still below, and his strength is a samurai, he didn't attract anyone's attention.

The sword qi above is vertical and horizontal, and the ground is very intense, with the passage of time, it has become a battlefield for the disciples of the great forces, once ordinary people go up, I am afraid that there will be no scum left in seconds.

Yechen's Yin Spring was also constantly digested in his body, nourishing his body and becoming the driving force for his strength to improve.

"It's coming, it's coming. Yechen's heart was shouting, but his face was calm and waveless, no matter how much quarrels around him, he remained motionless.

Countless people rolled down the steps, rolled past Yechen's side, and some were even knocked away from above, rolling down the steps like a ball and smashing into Yechen's body.

Lan Wen stepped forward, blocked in front of Yechen, stretched out her left hand, steadily dragged the body of the visitor, and was then thrown aside.

At the entrance of the stone tower, the number of people has become more and more numerous, and thousands of warriors have gathered at present, and the number is still increasing.

A group of people led by a man and a woman walked into the door of the stone tower, they were Yu Fenhao and Xia Zhixin of Flying Wolf Castle, it had only been half a day, and Yu Fenhao's hands were already intact.

Perhaps because the enemy met and was very red-eyed, when Yu Fenhao's eyes swept across the ladder, he saw Yechen sitting cross-legged on the steps at first glance.

After seeing Yechen, Yu Fenhao's eyes instantly turned red, and his thick anger burned instantly, and he took out the treasure bow in the storage ring and shot an arrow at Yechen.

Yechen, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes instantly, and there was anger burning in his eyes.

It was only a little bit, almost a little bit of a breakthrough, and Yechen felt that it would not take him ten minutes to be promoted to martial artist.

But it was ruined by this kid.

"Look for death!" Yechen took out his bow and shot an arrow at Yu Fenhao.

Yu Fenhao sneered, he didn't care about the sword shot by Yechen, and his own guard held a shield to carry this arrow for him.

"Whirl!" Nightchen's red crystal arrow was blocked by the guard's shield.

On the side, Xia Zhixin and Zhao Kuo also pulled out their longbows, especially Zhang Kuo, who operated the power of the same fate lock at the beginning, and the power of this arrow far exceeded the power of the skeleton archer.

The three arrows shot out in a zigzag shape, especially the silver arrow on the top, which emitted a strong light and power like a meteor, and the terrifying power attracted the attention of countless people below.

"Look for death!" Yechen said coldly, three times of provocation, Yechen finally moved to anger.

"Die!" Yu Fenhao below, full of happy sneers, as if he had seen the scene of Yechen being pierced by arrows.

Nightchen pushed the Nether Ghost Step to the extreme, his body flickering on the steps like a ghostly shadow, and he dangerously avoided the three deadly arrows.

Even so, the arrow shot by Zhang Kuo also grazed Yechen's arm, leaving a blood mark on his arm, the speed of the arrow was too fast, except for Yechen, below the martial spirit realm, no one could dodge it in this way.

(End of chapter)