Looking at the back of the young man who was drifting away.

Jiang Tai and Jiang Ziyou's faces were cloudy, and the words of the young man were like a thunderbolt from the sky, rumbling in their hearts and echoing for a long time.

Jiang Tai squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of coldness: "Xiao You, this son has a bit of his father's shadow back then. Since he dares to make a bold statement that he wants to defeat you at the gathering of the four clans on the Magnolia Festival, he must have his support. lest things go wrong, but ...... him for the sake of the Father."

He raised his right hand and made a motion to wipe his neck.

The look of coldness and despair was undisguised.

Jiang Ziyou narrowed his eyes, staring at Jiang Chen's back, the corners of his mouth rose, with a touch of mockery and disdain, and said indifferently: "A waste of a yellow-rank first-grade martial spirit, what waves do you think he can set off?

"Waste is waste after all, ants, only ants. If you dare to jump, I can crush it with my hand!"

Jiang Ziyou clenched his fists lightly, making a crisp sound of 'pop', and a surging true qi surged out of his body, and he was not far from stepping into the fourth level of martial arts......

............

Leave Jiang's house.

Jiang Chen was alone, walking on the streets where people came and went.

His back gradually lengthened under the slanting sun, out of place with the whole world, and seemed lonely and desolate.

"Hehe, Jiang Ziyou, Jiang Ziyou, I treat you sincerely in vain, but I didn't expect to end up with such a fate. ”

Jiang Chen had a self-deprecating wry smile on his face, recalling that over the years, he had gotten along with Jiang Ziyu day and night, taught her martial arts, helped her absorb the Divine Pill, etc., and the scenes were as if they were yesterday.

It's just that......

All of this is just a bubble!

"In the final analysis, everything is still strength! If my strength is strong enough, I am now the ninth level of martial arts, and even become a powerhouse of the True Martial Realm, how dare he Jiang Ziyou and Jiang Tai take away my Holy Martial Order? How dare they expel me from the house?"

Jiang Chen's eyes showed a burning battle intent, and he clenched his fists, "There are still two months left before the day of the gathering of the four clans of the Magnolia Festival, I must catch up with Jiang Ziyou's footsteps before that." I will defeat this vicious femme fatale in front of everyone and take back the Holy Martial Order that belongs to me!"

If his words were heard by others, I am afraid that they would provoke a merciless ridicule.

Jiang Ziyou is a Xuan-rank ninth-grade martial soul, and he was promoted to the third-level realm of martial arts as soon as he got the feedback from the martial soul, but he, Jiang Chen, is a waste of the first-grade martial soul of the Yellow Order.

He actually thought that within two months, he would surpass Jiang Ziyou?

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is definitely a pipe dream.

But for Jiang Chen, who has the Sword of the Gods and the Xuanhuang Immortal Technique, this is not impossible!

Walking aimlessly, he was suddenly blocked by a tall tower-shaped building in front of him.

"Sword Tower?"

This is a cultivation holy place in Yandu City.

This tower is a treasure that Jiang Taixu seized ten years ago by the top masters of the four major families of the nine Yan Capital Cities.

There are nine floors inside the Sword Tower.

Each floor is guarded by a puppet, and trespassers can enter the tower to fight the golem.

As long as you can kill the puppet, you can get a lot of aura.

The higher the number of layers and the stronger the puppets defeated, the more aura will be absorbed in the sword tower, and the faster the cultivation speed will be.

The Sword Tower was originally exclusive to the Jiang family, and only disciples of the Jiang family could enter the cultivation.

But since Jiang Taixu disappeared, the four major families combined with the City Lord's Mansion to exert reasonable pressure, and the Jiang family was forced to contribute the sword tower as part of the family's property, and as long as they paid the corresponding property, they could enter the sword tower to practice.

Now sitting in the sword tower is none other than the Jiang family's seventh-level martial arts elder - Jiang Ming!

"I urgently need aura improvement and cultivation now, this sword tower is a good place to go!" Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

His current strength is only the first level of martial arts, and it is not good to be high or low, and it is a good choice to practice in this sword tower!

"Disciple Jiang Chen pays a visit to Elder Jiang Ming!"

Jiang Chen came to the front of the sword tower and saluted respectfully to Jiang Ming, the elder who was guarding the sword tower.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and his gaze fell on Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen, you are not in the family, why did you come here?"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Elder, the disciple has awakened the martial soul and stepped into the martial arts realm, planning to enter the sword tower to practice!"

As he spoke, he released a wisp of true qi, which was the first realm of martial arts.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Sure enough, it is the first level of martial arts, since this is the case, then you can go in!"

"Elder Xie!"

Jiang Chen nodded and entered the sword tower.

"Strange...... This kid has awakened his martial soul, how can he be the first recultivation of the martial arts? Could it be that his martial soul is only a low-level of the Yellow Order?" Jiang Ming was puzzled for a while.

After all, he was guarding the sword tower, and he did not return to the clan, and he didn't know that Jiang Chen had awakened the Yellow Rank first-grade martial spirit, and he didn't know that he had been expelled from the house by Jiang Ziyou's father and daughter.

............

Sword Tower, first floor.

In front of Jiang Chen was a puppet, with a faint cold light blooming all over its body, sensing Jiang Chen's arrival, it slowly opened its eyes, and an emotionless voice sounded: "Please choose your weapon!"

In front of Jiang Chen, a weapon rack was slowly raised, on which heavy swords, short swords, long swords, broadswords, and so on were placed in a row.

"The Aurora Sword Technique left to me by my father is known for its speed, so choose this light and agile long sword!"

The weapon Jiang Chen chose was a long sword, the long sword was light and agile, which was suitable for the elegant and speed sword tricks.

"Weapon Selected, Enter Battle Mode ......"

The puppet's figure moved suddenly.

Bang Dong –

At the same time as the puppet stepped out, bright runes appeared on the four walls of the entire first-floor sword tower.

He was not surprised, but was very calm: "Let me try, how strong this sword tower puppet can be!"

Rumble!

The puppet was already taking a step and rushed towards Jiang Chen.

His speed is very fast, and between his punches, he is fierce and powerful.

The fist had not yet come to him, and the wind set off on the fist had already blown Jiang Chen a little unable to open his eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "What a powerful puppet, no wonder it is said that cultivating in the Sword Tower is tantamount to masochism." However, your puppet wants to stop me Jiang Chen's progress, but it is wishful thinking!"

Think of it.

The sword in Jiang Chen's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, making a loud sword roar, stepping quickly, and also rushing towards the puppet.

One man, one puppet, one sword and one punch.

Collided violently in the void, and with a crisp "ding" sound, a wisp of white sword marks appeared on the puppet's iron fist.

On the other hand, Jiang Chen was smashed by a punch and fell back ten meters, and his mouth was numb.

"What a power!"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, licked the corners of his mouth with his scarlet tongue, revealing a fanatical battle intent, "You have the potential to jump on the mountain, then I will avoid its edge and cut you under my fast sword!"

"Kill!"

Jiang Chen let out a low roar, picked up his sword, and killed again......