Death is known as the sword, not only does it already have a certain spiritual surname, which can cooperate with the master's attack and exert ten times the attack power, but its sword body is also strong to the extreme, taking into account the sturdiness without losing flexibility, there are thousands of materials in the world, and I really can't find a few materials that can block the death.

Dahan is a person from the Monarch Temple, and the heavy sword in his hand is forged by a special secret method, which is several times stronger than all kinds of heavy swords on the market, even those long swords made of precious materials may not be able to match the heavy sword in his hand.

But the Death Sword and the Heavy Sword clashed, but there was a one-sided situation, in front of the Death Sword, the heavy sword was like a newborn baby, and it didn't even have the qualifications to block it, and the two were not at the same level at all.

"Kill, kill me, you can't escape. Wait, wait, wait for the endless revenge of the Sovereign's Temple. The strong man knew that he was going to die, so he held his last breath, and after saying this, he covered his bloody chest and shook and fell.

Jiang Tao's brows furrowed deeply, he also knew that the Monarch Temple was not easy to mess with, but obviously he couldn't weaken his momentum because of this mere Sword Sect, and his worry flashed, and he said firmly: "Don't worry, at the feet of this Yanjing Heavenly Son, no matter how bold the Monarch Temple is, it will definitely be a little more restrained." "It's like self-comfort, and it's like it's talking to everyone.

Here, his cultivation is the highest, but he is the most worried, and the rest of the people whose strength is far inferior to his, such as Yi Sen and others, show that they don't care.

Following Yi Chen's side, they have become accustomed to this kind of heart-pounding life, every time it seems that they will die, but every time they can escape death, every time they have nobles to help, this time, they believe that it will be no exception.

"Little brothers, you, alas. You shouldn't have been involved. Xi Zhimo was gray-haired, his face was wrinkled, and his old voice was full of worry and a hint of self-blame.

It seems that he is really worried about Yi Chen and the others.

"It's nothing, Monarch Temple, it's not the first time I've provoked. Sooner or later, I'll be completely on the opposite side of it, and now it's just a little bit earlier. Yi Chen didn't care at all, "Let's talk about you first." It is said that you are the number one powerhouse on the surface of the legendary continent, Xi Zhimo?"

Rao often hears such remarks, but Xi Zhimo still can't help but blush: "The real masters are hiding in the shadows, although I don't know who the most powerful person on this continent is, and how powerful it is, but the old man also knows that there are not a few people who are more powerful than the old man." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Fan and Yue Shengtao, the momentum that these two people had just burst out of was not much worse than him, especially Jiang Fan, the powerful momentum of the sharp edge, like a sword that cut through the nine skies, was eye-catching, and with his cold expression, it was memorable.

Although Jiang Fan was decisive and did not hesitate to kill the man, his face was a little pale at this time, and he didn't know what the reason was, except for Jiang Tao and Yi Chen, everyone thought that he had consumed too much just now, so he would be like this.

Yue Shengtao was expressionless by Yi Chen's side, for Xi Zhimo, he used to have a lot of reverence, but now he himself is already a third-level Sword Sect, therefore, it is more about seeing the other party as an equal existence, and there will be no more such a taste of looking up, respecting but not stammering.

"Senior, why did this guy sneak attack you?" Xi Zhimo is also a legend, and just now he persuaded Yi Chen to leave, obviously for Yi Chen's good, for such an elder who would rather sacrifice himself than harm others, Yi Chen is very respectful.

In Yi Chen's view, Xi Zhimo's cultivation may not be too high, but the key to becoming the strongest person on the bright side and recognized by many strong people lies in the word 'virtue', saying that it is an exaggeration to convince people with virtue, but his excellent character is worthy of praise and is easily convincing.

Even if he achieved such an achievement in his previous life, Yi Chen had to admit that he did not have such great virtue.

Xi Zhimo can be pushed out by the people of the dark world as a representative, with the aura of the strongest person on the bright side of the Proud Sword Continent, this does have an inevitable reason.

Long before, Xi Zhimo had already seen that among this group of people, Yi Chen, a young man, was the one who was talking, and the rest were either guards or his friends, so he replied with a solemn face: "The young hall master of their battle hall is lustful, and this time he was unfortunately met by the little thief to the old granddaughter, and the old and old granddaughter happened to be well-behaved and intelligent, and was remembered by the little thief." This middle-aged man is one of the guards around him, the old man is not dead, he doesn't dare to rashly move the old granddaughter, so this scene will happen. ”

"Is it really necessary for a woman?" In this regard, Yi Chen expressed disdain, and the so-called young hall master didn't know if it was a sperm worm in his brain.

Although Xi Zhimo's strength is not high, his moral character is noble, his connections are extremely wide, and he is the representative jointly elected by many forces in the dark world.

To put it bigger, Xi Zhimo is a benchmark in the dark world and the bright side, and if the benchmark falls, the Proud Sword Continent will definitely set off an uproar, and sooner or later it will affect the young hall master, and even, the battle hall will suffer.

However, Yi Chen was even happier, there was such a figure in the Monarch Temple, and he was dragging his feet loudly, which was obviously good news for Yi Chen, who was dedicated to the Monarch Temple.

"This son doesn't underestimate his old granddaughter. Hearing Yi Chen say that it was unnecessary, Xi Zhimo was not only not happy, but looked dissatisfied, and then said proudly: "Yan'er, she will have a Chengren ceremony in a few months, and now her cultivation is much higher than those so-called geniuses, although it is not as good as you, Gongzi, but it is not much worse." Besides, Yan'er is proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, not that the old man is boasting, and it is difficult to find a few people in the entire Yanjing who can overpower her in qinqi, calligraphy and painting. What's more, Yan'er has a high talent in the Dan Dao, and now he is a fifth-level alchemist!"

Xi Zhi is like a few family treasures, and he talked about all the advantages of his granddaughter, and the pride and pride in his eyes, as well as the strong love, all show his love for his granddaughter.

However, hearing him say this, everyone was quite surprised, they didn't expect this old man to have such a genius granddaughter.

"Then what exactly is her cultivation?" Yi Sen asked curiously.

Yi Sen's appearance is two percent similar to Yi Chen, and a discerning person can know at a glance that they are two brothers, but Yi Chen's skin is too good and white, coupled with such a natural extravagance, people can't help but think that he is from a big force, but Yi Sen does not have such a temperament.

Glancing at him, Xi Zhimo said, "Sword King level five." ”

This cultivation can indeed be regarded as a genius, if it weren't for the baptism of aura, Yi Sen would have been compared to others now, so he simply didn't say anything, after all, he was already twenty-three or four, six or seven years older than others, if he wasn't a genius, then what kind of qualification did he have to be called a genius, and the fathers and villagers of Ye Mian City regarded him as a genius who had not been able to do it for decades.

Holding back a smile in his heart, Yi Chen saw Yi Sen's expression, and it was easy to guess what the other party was thinking, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he had the urge to laugh.

However, everyone didn't react much, as if this was very ordinary, which made Xi Zhimo confused, could it be that the young people in the dark world are all geniuses, and their granddaughters are nothing at all, so they are not surprised?

Of course, it is impossible for him to know, everyone is just numb, they have seen geniuses like Lone Yexing and Yi Chen, and there are geniuses like Jiang Fan around them, what else is there to be surprised about?

Maybe suddenly remembering Jiang Fan, Xi Zhimo realized that it seems that his granddaughter is really not qualified to be called a genius compared to this young man, of course, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Dan Dao, but he is very confident, even if he is not a genius in cultivation, but in other aspects, his granddaughter is also a genius, and a genius with multiple identities.

"Little brother, are you going to Yanjing?" asked Xi Zhimo.

"That's right. Yi Chen smiled and said, "Dare to ask the seniors what they have to teach you?"

"I don't dare to give teaching, but this time you provoked the Monarch Temple, and the Monarch Temple is afraid that it will not give up. Whether it's to Yanjing, with the protection of the royal family, it is always safer, presumably no matter how rampant the monarch's temple is, it will not blatantly mess around in Yanjing. Xi Zhimo analyzed, "Why don't you please move to the little old man's house as a guest?"

"Isn't this good?" Yi Chen hesitated on the surface, but there was some expectation in his heart, he really wanted to see what this legendary person's home was like.

Xi Zhimo pretended to be angry: "What's wrong with this, if the little brother can afford the old man, he will come together." ”

"It's fine. Yi Chen touched his nose, "Then, the juniors are better than obeying their fate." ”

"Boom~" "Boom~" "Boom~"...... The purple-tailed lizard was galloping at high speed, and Yi Chen and his party were getting closer and closer to Yanjing.

Temple of the Sovereign.

The middle-aged man with a brand engraved on his forehead knocked on the door, and then said softly: "Young hall master, Xiao Wu's spirit ball is broken, according to the record of the image ball, it was a young man who killed him in one move." "The battle hall belongs to one of the three major halls of the Monarch Temple, and the young hall master is the son of the battle hall master, although there is a general hall master above the battle hall master, and there is also a deputy hall master (Moses Sword Saint), but his status, in the monarch temple, is still not to be underestimated, and now the deputy hall master is dead, and only the chief hall master really overpowers him.

The hall masters of the other two halls were only equal to his status at most, or even weaker than him, after all, the battle hall was the most important branch of the sovereign temple.

A young man hugged a woman with heavy makeup, and slowly stopped his movements amid the woman's seductive moans: "Check, I want to know all the information about him, don't miss it at all, understand?"

After the middle-aged man took the order to leave, the young man kneaded the huge white tender meat ball on the woman's chest while muttering: "Even if this slave is useless, it will be the turn of outsiders to kill!" After speaking, he showed a silver evil smile again, turned over and pressed the woman under the crotch...... "Hmm~" A deep and shallow moan came from the room, but the people guarding outside turned a deaf ear, as if they had never heard anything.

This is the perverted young hall master, the pervert doesn't hide this kind of thing, as if everyone in the world sees and hears it to be more satisfied with his perverted **.

(To be continued)