Many years ago.

Jiang Rui is still a teenager.

His father was busy with state affairs all day long, and his mother died of illness when he was seven years old.

The Three Emperor Brothers taught him to practice, taught him to fight, taught him to drink, and taught him to kill.

In the eyes of the world, the Third Emperor Brother has never been an amiable person, let alone respectful and virtuous, and the position of the crown prince has nothing to do with him.

Some say he's domineering, some say he's arrogant.

But the Third Emperor Brother is always the best person for him.

Then, seven years ago, he died.

Died in Lin'an City, died in the hands of Qi Daowu.

On the day he learned the news, he led his troops to kill the demon pass, killing the demon clan thousands of miles back.

But some people, some things, are gone.

The Dali Dynasty was powerless to Lin'an City, which was supported by the Shanshui Sect, and his father refused his request to send troops to Qingzhou.

This hatred is endured for seven years.

When he heard that there would be a different pupil in Lin'an, he could no longer suppress his anger, and quietly left the Demon Suppression Pass with his two henchmen.

He will not sit idly by and watch Qi Daowu get a different pupil, nor will he let the Qi family become an immortal cultivator as he wishes!

Jiang Rui gritted his teeth and stared at the emperor character in mid-air.

His eyes were intertwined with gold and silver lines, the sound of soldiers became louder and stronger, the giant tripod floating in mid-air was filled with palpitating coercion, the gun in Wang Han's hand let out a cheerful light roar, the sword in Qi Daowu's hand lost its luster, and even the bronze mirror in mid-air was a little weaker.

Jiang Rui took a step forward and took out a bone bracelet from his arms, which was as warm as jade, white and smooth.

"Go!"

Jiang Rui urged violently, and the bone bracelet went straight up into the air, blocking the emperor character in mid-air, unable to fall.

"I envy you heterogeneous pupils!" the boy in white stared at Jiang Rui's eyes with envy, "It would be nice if there was one in this seat." ”

"Still talking nonsense!" Jiang Rui shouted angrily.

"Come on," the emperor word was blocked by the bone bracelet, which made everyone a lot easier, and the boy in white trotted, picked up his own brick, and rounded his little arm, "What sharp weapons are not as good as a brick on this seat!"

Sou.

The bricks accurately passed through the diffuse bronze gas, and smashed on the bronze mirror with a "dang" sound.

The bronze mirror was smashed into the air.

The bricks were also uncomfortable, shattering a small corner, and the boy in white jumped to his feet and scolded in distress, "The old Wang Ba of the Qi family, when you die, this seat has to hollow out your Qi family!"

Qi Daowu hurriedly urged his spiritual power to stabilize the bronze mirror, and he asked with a look of surprise, "Is that really a brick?"

Zhu Helai had already evolved seven mountains, and together with the emperor character, he suppressed Jiang Rui and the others, and nodded when he heard this, "It is said that the ancestor of the feather coat dug it up in an abandoned ancient palace. ”

"Do it!" Jiang Rui took advantage of the instability of the bronze mirror and suddenly shouted angrily.

Two flying swords galloped in.

One east and one west.

It contains all the aura and killing intent of a god realm powerhouse.

Zhu Helai's cold hair stood up, and the landscape mark was quickly collected to his side, but a sword light still cut through his arm.

Qi Daowu was even more miserable, almost having his head cut off, leaving a deep wound on his shoulder.

On the east and west sides of the city wall, a man in battle armor sat cross-legged, and beside them, a soldier lying on the ground defended the city.

The flying swords returned to their masters.

The two stepped on flying swords and slashed towards the city.

Qi Daowu covered his shoulders, his face frenzied, he took out the scroll and dripped his own essence blood on it.

The scroll slowly unfolds, and a man is drawn on it.

He was in the sky with one hand, a bronze mirror hanging behind his back, and there were thousands of bones under his feet.

The scroll absorbed all the essence and blood, and there was a phantom manifestation, extremely faint and light, as if it would disappear with the wind at any time.

The phantom raised his hand, and the bronze mirror flew and landed above his head.

He pointed.

The emperor word fell suddenly, and two bronze qi flew out, slapping the two sword-wielding people to the ground.

The bone bracelet gradually fell.

Elder Chu of the Ten Thousand Law Sect watched the battle in mid-air with curiosity.

"This bronze mirror seems to have seen somewhere," he muttered, staring at the bone bracelet again, "The breath of this bone bracelet is also familiar.......

"Elder Chu, hurry up. ”

Wang Zi'an followed aside, a little anxious, after the phantom manifested, the situation suddenly became worse.

Elder Chu glanced at him.

For some reason, Wang Zi'an was a little frightened, this Elder Chu's eyes were blank, and there seemed to be some strange meaning in the eyes that looked at him.

"That alien pupil is actually about to turn into a Dao," Elder Chu's laughter was hoarse, as if he had been choked by his throat, "In that case, I'll just go and intervene." ”

He took one step at a time, and in an instant, he was behind Qi Daowu, and took it out with one palm.

"Poof. ”

Qi Daowu looked at the hand on his chest in shock, streams of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, he coughed, and turned around with difficulty, but was thrown off by Elder Chu like a rag.

Zhu Helai flew back in panic.

The shadows in the sky died like bubbles.

The scroll closes slowly.

The bronze mirror lost its light, and the emperor character in mid-air melted into the rain and disappeared.

"Chu Daoyou?"

Wang Han looked up suspiciously, this elder of the Ten Thousand Law Sect actually killed Qi Daowu?

Elder Chu landed beside them, "Wang Daoyou, I came in time." ”

He smiled and reached out to pat Wang Han on the shoulder.

Jiang Rui stood behind Wang Han, his brows furrowed, this Elder Chu's aura was mixed, exuding a vague ......

Jiang Rui suddenly woke up.

He grabbed Wang Han, "Retreat!"

Hearing this, Elder Chu quickly turned his palm into a claw, grabbed Wang Han's right hand fiercely, and pulled it hard.

Dripping with blood, Wang Han covered his wound in pain, and Elder Chu grabbed the broken arm, smiled gloomily, and actually opened his mouth to bite it.

"Heh, the taste of this divine thought powerhouse is really good. ”

Wang Ziqi was stunned, he swung a fist of thunder, Elder Chu grabbed it with one hand, held his fist, and crushed those thunderbolts.

"What, this is in a hurry to bring me some more food?"

Blood was dripping from the corner of Elder Chu's mouth, and he suddenly used force, pulling Wang Ziqi in front of him, opening his mouth and biting it.

Two flying swords slashed.

Elder Chu paused, flicked his robe, and knocked the two flying swords away.

Wang Ziqi also took this opportunity to escape, he looked down at his right hand, which left several blood marks.

"What's going on?" Wang Han asked, enduring the pain.

Jiang Rui and his two henchmen stood together, staring at Elder Chu tightly, their momentum had completely changed.

The thick bloody aura drifted away, and the boy in white squatted aside, didn't speak, just silently took out a treasure armor and put it on himself.

"Idiot, don't you see that yet?" he thought about it and took another dagger.

Wang Han was shocked, in order to prevent the Qi family from discovering that after this Elder Chu arrived at the hill near Lin'an City, the person who contacted Elder Chu had always been the old servant of the family.

He never sensed anything wrong.

Jiang Rui glanced at him and said indifferently.

"This Elder Chu is a demon clan. ”