The old man's hair is white, but his strength is strong.

The temples bulged high.

As soon as the momentum on his body was released, the people around him retreated.

Grand Master!

Everyone exclaimed, the leader of the Martial Alliance was rumored to be called a god in Yanhuang, but it was also the Great Grandmaster Realm, right? Okay, no one knows what realm he is now, but when he was at the peak, he was indeed the Great Grandmaster Realm, but in Tiandui City, an old man who called himself an old slave was actually a Great Grandmaster.

"Good!"

"Ghost slave, kill him!"

Liu Zhenyue said immediately.

The ghost slave has been with him for many years, although his skill is a little lower than him, but he knows very well how much strength he has, and he can also take this opportunity to observe Chen Yan carefully, and even have the opportunity to find out Chen Yan's flaws from it.

"Teach the Dharma Parables!"

The ghost slave arched his hand towards Liu Zhenyue, turned around, and walked towards Chen Yan.

Disciple of Tianjue City.

A curious look on his face.

For the younger generation of disciples, the grievances of twenty-five years ago are far away from them, and they have basically never experienced them, and they are only curious about Chen Yan.

A twenty-five-year-old man.

The strength is so strong?

Tianque Gongzi is already a genius martial artist who meets once in a thousand years in Tianjue City, but today, not only has Longya produced a demon king with a moral model, who killed Tianque Gongzi in a duel, and now another Xiao Yao has run out, and he even threatens to destroy Tianjue City.

Are they too weak?

Or are these people too strong?

"The ghost slave was already promoted to the rank of Grand Master ten years ago. ”

"When the ghost slave competed with Senior Brother Tianque, Senior Brother Tianque also lost half a move, do you say that this Xiao Yao can beat the ghost slave?"

Among the young people in Tianjue City, someone asked in a low voice.

"Isn't this Xiao Yao only 25 years old? Even if his talent is excellent, but his age is here, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be easy if he fights with the ghost slave, no matter whether he wins or loses, he still wants to destroy Tianjue City and leave all the people on this list behind?"

In the crowd, Mu Xunshuang looked at Chen Yan worriedly.

After all, suppress the panic in your heart and wait patiently.

"Boy, at such an age, you have such a cultivation, so in this way, the inheritance of the Old Man of the Nine Swords is indeed in your hands!"

In a word, the greed of many people present was hooked, the inheritance of the old man of the nine swords, twenty-five years ago, could set off a monstrous wave, and it still can.

Chen Yan said: "I want to know, can I try it?"

The ghost slave said: "It's exactly what I want!"

After speaking, the ghost slave slammed on the ground, and his body sped sideways, like a ghost, rushing towards Chen Yan.

He wasn't going to kill Chen Yan.

If Chen Yan really had the inheritance of the Nine Swords Old Man, this was what he wanted.

He intends to capture this remnant.

And, he felt, it would soon be possible.

Seeing that his outstretched hand was only a few dozen centimeters away from Chen Yan's neck, and Chen Yan hadn't made any counterattack yet, everyone was even wondering, was the speed of the ghost slave too fast, so fast that he didn't react all of a sudden?

But at this moment.

The ghost slave suddenly heard a voice.

It was Chen Yan's voice, and he said two words: "Kneel!"

Heh, actually let him kneel?

You didn't wake up, did you?

However, the body is more obedient than the conscious.

The ghost slave was shocked and even horrified to find that the two words Chen Yan said, to his ears, seemed like a supreme command that could not be refuted.

"Phew!"

The ghost slave of the dignified grand master, at this moment, made a move that shocked everyone, kneeling heavily on the ground, and even kneeling out of a pit on the hard bluestone slab ground.

What the?

How so?

Everyone was stunned.

Liu Zhenyue was also stunned, and he said loudly and angrily: "Ghost slave, what are you doing? Get up and kill him!"

The ghost slave remembered, but he found that his legs were disobedient.

Chen Yan used some strange spiritual power to suppress him.

It's so weird, it's too scary.

Is this something that a martial artist can do?

Even if it's a great grandmaster, can't it?

The ghost slave can't get up.

He fought hard, but all he did was a sharp pain in his brain.

Chen Yan opened his mouth and asked, "Are you a ghost slave? Twenty-five years ago, did you participate in the murder of my parents?"

The ghost slave struggled to shake his head, but blurted out in his mouth: "Yes, you...... Your mother, Chen Yao, is me...... I hung him up to the gates. ”

Chen Yan's eyes were like lightning, and his spirit was surging: "Who made you do this?"

The ghost slave replied: "It's the head Liu Zhenyue." ”

"Liu Zhenyue, should you be damned?"

"Damn, damn him!"

Hearing such a question and answer, whether it was the people who came to watch the ceremony or the people from Tianjue City, they all felt unreal, and Liu Zhenyue was even more angry and blew his beard and glared.

"Ghost slave, get up for me!"

Liu Zhenyue knew that the ghost slave must have been in love with Chen Yan's Dao, so he roared loudly to shock his heart.

The ghost slave is also a great master, and finally with the help of Liu Zhenyue, he broke free from Chen Yan's spiritual shackles, and he shouted wildly: "Little miscellaneous pieces, dare to play with the old slave, give me death!"

The inheritance of the Old Man of the Nine Swords didn't want anymore, he just wanted to kill Chen Yan now.

But, it's too late!

The lonely black knife in Chen Yan's hand came like lightning.

"You hang my mother, I'll behead you!"

"Poof!"

As soon as the ghost slave was about to jump up, the head on his neck was cut off.

"One report for one report, fair!"

After Chen Yan said this, the ghost slave's head fell to the ground, rolling out a cloud of blood.

A great grandmaster died like this.

Liu Zhenyue saw the whole process, but it was as if he didn't see anything.

He wanted to see the depth of Chen Yan, but unfortunately he couldn't even see a fart, and the whole process was weird...... Therefore, Xiao Yunshan's son is not only a martial artist, but also has other abilities.

The black knife in Chen Yan's hand was stained with blood.

The killing in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

The blood behind the back is reformed, and the evil awe-inspiring state of mind is automatically triggered.

"Liu Zhenyue, do you dare to come out to fight?"

Chen Yan kicked the corpse of the flying ghost slave and smashed it towards Liu Zhenyue.

If Liu Zhenyue retreats at this time, then there is no need to mix in the rivers and lakes.

"Here comes the sword!"

Liu Zhenyue roared.

Among the disciples of the disciples, some people gave them swords.

"Blow the trumpet!"

"Woo-woo-"

Why did Liu Zhenyue let people blow the horn? Because he could see that Chen Yan, whether it was the sound of the piano or the sound, had the ability to deceive people's minds, and he used the horn to interfere with Chen Yan's bewitching technique.

Then, it directly activated the secret technique of Heavenly Secret City, and its combat power soared instantly.

"Kill!"

Chen Yan carried the lightning struck xylophone behind his back.

Above the lonely black knife, thunder burst out.

"Kill!"

Two figures, like a howling wind, meteors collide.

The white cloth above his head was blowing vigorously, and the hunting sound.

"Meteor Sword, Seven Star Kill!"

"Thunder Knife, Silence Slash!"

"Whoa—"

"Boom-"

The two figures crossed over, and at the moment when the figures overlapped, the energy exploded like a bomb, and within a radius of twenty meters, the people turned on their backs, and all objects were shaken away.

Blood!

Dripping from Chen Yan's face.

A cut was made on the left side of his face.

But his eyes were full of sneers!