Proud Villa is the inheritance of the Sword King. Needless to say, the connotation of it. However, for thousands of years, future generations no longer have the ability to suppress the world's immortal geniuses. On the contrary, he has been caught in the scourge of war many times and has been weakened step by step. The foundation of the Sword King is also weakened again and again, and there is almost nothing to consume. However, after all, it is the inheritance of the king, even if it is weakened to this point, it still has a treasure that has made countless people hang - Wang Bing.

The weapons of the world are divided into mortal soldiers, sharp weapons, divine soldiers, and king soldiers.

Those who are smelted with metal and can kill people are called mortal soldiers. Those who blow their hair and cut their hair and sharpen iron like clay are sharp weapons. Treasures are psychic, called divine weapons. It can hurt people invisibly, or it can destroy the enemy thousands of miles away.

All soldiers, sharp weapons can also be forged by manpower. However, the divine soldiers need to be nurtured by nature, and then sharpened by those with super strength, so that they can be cultivated with a certain possibility. However, Wang Bing is not heaven and earth, nor can it be refined by manpower. Because, if you want to become a king soldier, Wang Qi is the key to sharp change.

The king of men flies to the sky and covers the sky with one hand. Jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements. It is a great power that can incarnate heaven and earth. As a human king, there must be a kingly spirit. And Wang Bing is the divine soldier who accompanies people day and night, and the king of the soldiers is the king of the soldiers. It's not priceless, it's worth the country.

"Wang Bing!!" Renault stared blankly at the jade flute, and the heat in his eyes could almost melt the glacier. Suddenly, he pulled his father excitedly: "Great, there are Wang Bing, don't say it's a few hundred people outside, even a few thousand." Father, why didn't you take it out earlier. ”

However, Lei Jingzhai did not look half happy. Reluctantly, he looked away from the jade flute and stretched him out in front of Renault, "You take the jade flute immediately now, leave the mountain villa from the secret passage, and leave Shu as soon as possible." Then he went incognito and practiced diligently. If you haven't cultivated to the innate realm, you are not allowed to come back, and you are not allowed to expose the identity of the Proud Mountain Villa. ”

Renault looked at him in astonishment and asked, "Why?"

However, at this moment, the thunderous voice just now resounded through the world again: "Lei Jingzhai, it seems that you have to force this seat to kill." ”

Lei Jingzhai's face showed an anxious look, and he quickly moved the bottom few spirit tablets of the ancestral hall, and a black hole half a person high suddenly opened on the left wall of the ancestral hall. Then, he stuffed the jade flute into Renault's hand and said urgently: "There is no reason, if you still recognize me as a father and want to be the descendant of the ancestor, you should leave quickly, and the farther you go, the better." When you come to the innate, you come back. After speaking, without waiting for him to react, he pushed him into the hole, and then quickly moved the tablet back to its original position, and with two "clicks", the hole disappeared and turned into a wall again, without a trace. Then, he straightened his clothes, resolutely walked out of the ancestral hall, and laughed loudly, although there was no such thunderous momentum, but it also spread far and wide: "Don't worry, the old man will welcome you." However, when he left, he didn't notice that above the ancestral hall, the portrait of the Sword King, which was originally hanging quietly, moved without wind again. It was even more intense than just now, and even suddenly flew up and floated in the air. The blood that remained on the painting turned into a raging fire and set the painting on fire. In a few moments, the entire portrait burned to ashes. Falling to the ground, a black hole abruptly appeared in the position of the original portrait, and then, an object flew out of the black hole and fell in the ancestral hall, and the black hole disappeared.

It was a coffin. Silvery and flawless, exuding a chilling cold. As soon as it appeared, layers of frost appeared in the entire ancestral hall. Lying in the coffin was a teenager. He was pale and dressed in white. Unremarkable. Only a pendant hung from his waist, emitting a faint green light. This is a dead man, and a man who has been dead for a long, long time. But, suddenly, his fingers moved and moved again, and then his body began to twitch slightly, as if he had received an electric shock.

The gate of the Proud Villa.

Sikong Changqing sneered and asked, "Master Lei, our Moon Washing Sword Sect is weak, so if you don't pay attention to it, forget it." Don't you even take the Hegemony, Tiger Fist Gate, Open-air Cave and Wind and Rain Cliff in your eyes?"

"Why did the master of the Sikong Sect say this? The Batian Sect is the top sect in Western Shu, and the Tiger Fist Gate, the open-air cave and the wind and rain cliff have always been the pillars of our Western Shu, and they have always protected the safety of many forces in Western Shu and maintained the right path. My arrogant villa belongs to the Xishu forces, and I take refuge in Xishu, so I am naturally in awe of them, how dare I treat them slowly?" Lei Jingzhai looked stunned and asked back. As soon as these words came out, except for the people from the Moon Washing Sword Sect, the faces of the other angry people suddenly looked much better. Lei Jingzhai then spoke: "What's more, the Moon Washing Sword Sect is now rich and powerful, and there are many people in the land. Sikong Sect Master, you are a great master of the innate realm, under your management, the Moon Washing Sword Sect is like the rising sun, thriving, unfathomable, and powerful to overwhelm the heroes, how can it be described as weak and weak. ”

The people in the sky are authentic, the open-air caves, and the people in the wind and rain cliffs have changed color, and their expressions have begun to be unnatural.

did not succeed in provoking, but was generalized, but Sikong Changxin didn't care. "Since Lord Lei Zhuang thinks so highly of this sect, why did he bully the disciples of this sect a few days ago, speak wildly, and treat this seat as nothing?"

"What is bullying?" Lei Jingzhai took a step forward, "bullying the weak is called bullying." Dare to ask you, which is stronger and weaker than this mountain villa and the Moon Washing Sword Sect?" Speaking of this, his white hair fluttered, and he pointed behind Sikong Changqing: "In this mountain villa, there are a total of forty-seven disciples besides me. Let's take a look at the Moon Washing Sword Sect. When the master of the Sikong Sect traveled casually, hundreds of disciples accompanied him. Besides, the master of Sikong Sect is a congenital master, and one person can destroy my entire mountain villa, so how dare you deliberately provoke this mountain villa?"

"Facts speak louder than words. Sikong Changqing said predictively: "No matter how clever your tongue is, you can't cover up the fact that your arrogant mountain villa seriously injured the disciples of my sect. Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look. As soon as he raised his hand after speaking, hundreds of people separated, and more than a dozen disciples of the Moon Washing Sword Sect carried five people out. The five of them were dressed in the clothes of the disciples of the Moon Washing Sword Sect, but they were all unconscious, their faces were pale, and they were wrapped in many bandages, and it seemed that the internal and external injuries were very serious.

"No way. One of the disciples of the Proud Mountain Villa shouted urgently: "We only defeated them at that time, and we didn't even have minor injuries, how could we ......?"

"Do you mean that the master of this sect is cheating? and even deliberately seriously injuring the disciple to falsely accuse you?" Sikong Changqing took a step forward, and the momentum gushed out like a tide, as if ordinary people saw Mount Tai collapse in front of their eyes, the momentum of the innate master, even Lei Jingzhai involuntarily took a step back, and cold sweat broke out. Not to mention disciples.

Seeing the divine power of the sect master, the disciples of the Moon Washing Sword Sect were full of spirit and excitement. "Uproot the arrogant villa and seek justice for the five junior brothers. ”

"Blood debts and blood pay, kill them. "If you dare to go against my Moon Washing Sword Sect, it's not a pity to die. ”......

The momentum of hundreds of people was so overwhelming that the arrogant mountain villa couldn't raise its head. Especially with the innate realm of Sikong Sect master, the arrogant villa is like a lonely boat in the wind and tsunami, life and death are involuntary. Lei Jingzhai's eyes looked at the people in the open-air cave of the Tyranny Sect, but they looked away one by one and remained silent.

"Now, the old man wants to ask the master of Sikong Gate, what do you plan to do with our arrogant villa?"

As soon as Sikong Changqing raised his hand, the hundreds of disciples clamoring behind him stopped talking. "This sect has always advocated that peace is precious, and the master of this sect does not like to mess with swords. However, if you are arrogant and insult to your own faction, if you don't punish it severely, the disciples of your sect will be indignant, and it will even appear that your sect is weak and can be bullied. In this way, the Proud Villa has since been incorporated into the faction and served as the rudder of the lower house of the faction. In this way, this incident is a competition between fellow sects, the disciples will not be so angry, and the reputation of this sect will not be damaged, how about it?"

"How?" Lei Jingzhai suddenly laughed, and then laughed, laughed wildly, laughing with gray beard trembling everywhere, laughing all over the face, laughing coughing nonstop.

Everyone looked at him inexplicably, and Sikong Changqing's eyes flashed cold, "What are you laughing at?"

"You're the one I'm laughing at. "Originally, the rickety back slowly straightened, even in the face of the momentum of the innate master, he would never give in. "I am proud of the Villa, inherited from the ancestor of the Sword King. Through the ages. Over the past 10,000 years, we have had successes and failures. Strong, weak, but never surrendered. Sword cultivators would rather bend than bend. "The sonorous words are loud and clear. At this moment, all the disciples of the Proud Mountain Villa raised their heads and straightened their waists. Even in the face of the siege of hundreds of masters, even in the face of the pressure of innate masters, they refused to bow their heads. Because, they are the disciples of the Proud Mountain Villa and the descendants of the Sword King.

"So, you have refused! Then, from this day forward, there will be no more arrogant villas in the world. Sikong Changqing took a step forward, and the overwhelming energy flowed in his body, and a cold wind blew around him, making people cold to the bone. The Celestial Authentic Envoy's lips moved slightly, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

Lei Jingzhai replied calmly: "Even if we die on the spot today, the inheritance of the ancestors will definitely not be extinct. One day, the former glory of Proud Mountain Villa will be restored again. ”

"There is no future for the Proud Villa. A young man dressed in black suddenly appeared and threw the thing in his hand in front of Lei Jingzhai. When everyone saw it, it was Renault. He was hit by several swords and was unconscious. Only his left hand was still holding a jade flute tightly.

"That's your hope. It's a pity that I buried it. The young man in black said with a playful smile.

Lei Jingzhai squatted down tremblingly, his gray hair was as pale as snow in an instant, looking at Renault who was still bleeding in a coma, and the old tears on his resolute face were full of tears: "Could it be that the real qi is exhausted, and the sky is going to kill my arrogant villa......"

Proud Villa, ancestral ancestral hall. The young man in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.