"Report!"

"Your Highness, there is a car from the Sword King's Mansion blocking the road ahead. ”

A rider came to report.

Lichen glanced back at Lin Feixue and said, "Who do you say it will be?"

Lin Feixue's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and she shook her head lightly: "I don't know." ”

"This king also wants to know which predecessor of the Sword King's Mansion is it. When he said this, a touch of evil flashed in Lichen's eyes.

Ahead, a line of sword-shaped military flags is waving in the wind.

A white-bearded old man in black armor, riding a patterned tiger and holding a three-foot-long sword, was lying across the official road, and behind him, there were thousands of heavily armed Sword King's Mansion guards.

"Lichen Xiao'er came over quickly. ”

The white-bearded old man shouted.

The sound was like a flood of beasts, and the eardrums of people who shook hurt hurt.

"Old horseman, dare to call His Highness by name, ready to die. ”

After Lin Haoran's cultivation broke through to the True Yuan Realm, he regarded Lichen as the master, and someone dared to call Lichen's name, as a subordinate, how could he swallow this breath.

"Come on, line up, take down this old horseman. ”

He roared, and with his sword, he was about to rush forward.

And the palace guards behind him were chaotic, and there was no military law at all.

These people are all newly recruited guards, although they have been trained for a few days, the temperament of the young master and young lady on these guards has not changed, and the order goes down, one by one, the movements are casual, and there is no military discipline at all.

Lin Haoran's face was pale with anger.

And the white-bearded old man on the other side sneered: "Little doll, it's better to go home and wean and come out again, it's embarrassing to save people." ”

"The old horseman took a sword from me. ”

Lin Haoran took a vertical leap in the air and stabbed a sword into the eyebrows of the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man smiled contemptuously and slashed his broadsword.

Zheng.

Swords rang out, and fire flickered.

Lin Haoran was directly shocked out by a huge force.

A flash of horror flashed in his eyes, this white-bearded old man was obviously a cultivator in the middle of the True Yuan Dynasty, how could he be so powerful.

"Stand down. ”

An indifferent voice sounded in Lin Haoran's ears.

But it was Lichen and Lin Feixue who came to the army together.

After seeing the white-bearded old man and the military flag of the Sword King's Mansion, a flash of surprise flashed in Lin Feixue's eyes.

"Xue'er, you are the young lady of the Sword King's Mansion, how can you be someone else's maid. The white-bearded old man asked angrily.

The corners of Lin Feixue's pink lips flashed with a hint of bitterness.

She also has no choice, if she has a choice, she would rather return to the Sword King's Mansion and be her high-ranking daughter.

"Grandpa Guan, Xue'er has her own unspeakable secrets. Lin Feixue's red lips pursed lightly and said softly.

"If there is anything unspeakable, tell his old man, don't worry, his old man will definitely call the shots for you. "The old man in Old Man Guan's mouth refers to the contemporary Sword King.

Lin Feixue saw that under the military flag of the Sword King's Mansion, there was a four-statue Snow Lin Beast car, which was the Sword King's car, the unique car of the entire Dali Dynasty.

"Well, Lichen Xiao'er, you dare to let a certain young lady be a maid and come out to pick up a certain knife. "The old bearded old man surnamed Guan pointed directly at Lichen's head.

A sneer crossed the corner of Lichen's mouth.

This white-bearded old man is over seventy years old, and his cultivation is only in the middle of the True Yuan Dynasty, if it weren't for his innate divine power and the fact that he had taken some kind of pill to restore qi and blood, how could he be so arrogant.

"Old thing, you take the sword of this king first. ”

As soon as Lichen's voice fell, he saw a sword light passing in front of him.

The surrounding sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sound is endless.

The white-bearded old man surnamed Guan was furious, brandished a big knife, and also swung a knife.

Swords collide, and vitality rages.

Bang bang bang.

The surrounding area was dusty, and the grass and trees were uprooted, and it was a mess.

A hint of shock flashed in the eyes of the white-bearded old man surnamed Guan.

This kid is young, and the power of a sword is so great, if he hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid he would have suffered a dark loss.

As everyone knows, while he was shocked, Lichen was also surprised.

This old man took his sword with the mid-stage cultivation of the True Yuan, and he was unscathed.

You must know that there is a whole small difference between the middle and late stages of the True Yuan period.

"Old thing, take the king's sword again. ”

The heavenly sword is like a net.

As soon as Lichen made a move, it was the most powerful swordsmanship.

The sword net in the sky rushed out of the void like a silkworm shadow, and went straight to the white-bearded old man surnamed Guan.

The white-bearded old man surnamed Guan had a look of solemnity in his eyes.

This sword net in the sky is criss-crossed, impermeable, if he is shrouded in the sword net, even if he is born with divine power, he will not be able to tear apart this stack of overlapping sword nets.

The white-bearded old man surnamed Guan jumped into the air and dodged the sword net.

The sword net opened, opening its mouth like a murderer, and crushed it fiercely.

In an instant, dozens of Sword King Mansion guards were strangled by the sword net.

"The kid is presumptuous. ”

The white-bearded old man surnamed Guan was furious when he saw his guards being killed by the sword net.

"Old horseman, die. ”

Lichen's mind moved, and the long sword in his hand rang out.

"No Aurora Slash. ”

This sword is like thunder, and its speed is like lightning, as if a bright light flashed in the dark night, and the eyes of the piercing people hurt.

The white-bearded old man surnamed Guan suddenly felt bad in his heart.

Hurriedly put the big knife across his chest.

Then open Yuan Gang and protect the vital points around him.

At the moment when the sword light was about to sink into his body.

Suddenly, a sword came out of the void.

No, it's just a phantom of the sword.

Just a sword shadow made the sword light that Lichen swung out stagnate.

When the sword shadow collided with the sword light, the sword light seemed to meet a nemesis, and instantly dissipated into the air.

At the same time, Lichen's throat was sweet, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his lips.

Regurgitation.

He thought of those two words.

Being able to easily dissolve the Aurora Slash with a void sword, and also let him suffer from the backlash of the Aurora Slash, it can be seen how strong the other party's cultivation is.

His eyes were full of battle, and his eyes were cold, as if he could kill.

"Young man, the sword can hurt others and oneself, when swinging the sword, there is no distraction, only the sword is respected, and the sword in his hand can be held. ”

An old voice sounded, but it was unusually loud, and the five thousand troops heard it.

"It's the King of Swords. Ping Nanhou's face changed, and he exclaimed.

"Meet the Sword King. ”

Everyone knelt down in unison.

In the Dali Dynasty, the word Sword King represented a position of power, more like a tower, symbolizing its majesty.

Only Lichen was riding on the flaming horse, his black eyes glowing with a cold cold light, looking in the direction where the voice came from.

In his sight, a silver-haired old man drove out of the snowlin's beast car, the old man walked slowly, his hands behind his back, and he looked like a mortal old man who was about to die.

"Young man, the sword is not a weapon of killing. ”

"Your murderous intent is too heavy. ”

"Holding a sword is not good for a sword. ”

Every time the Sword King took a step, he said a word.

When he walked to the side of the white-bearded old man surnamed Guan, he shook his head slightly: "The sword is the weapon of the king." ”

Immediately, with a slight wave of his hand, a vast stream of mana poured out, forming a whirlpool, and a huge suction force emanated from the whirlpool.

Lichen's face changed in shock.

The sword in his hand was struggling desperately to get out.

He busied himself with Zhenyuan, clenching his long sword.

But the suction was terrifying, as if even he was going to suck into the whirlpool.

In that moment, he let go of the sword in his hand, allowing it to be sucked into the vortex.