Apocalypse City.

Drunken Immortal Building.

The most luxurious restaurant in the apocalypse is now under the contract of Wang Yong.

Wang Yong and Liu Yun sulked in the luxurious suite.

In front of the two sat two cultivators who exuded a faint spiritual power.

"Mr. Ghost Knife, please get justice for us in this matter!" Wang Yong looked at the cultivator holding the knife on his left with a look of indignation.

After hearing this, the ghost knife said in a hoarse voice. "I didn't expect that there would be no great monk here, and he would dare to be so arrogant."

"I don't think so."

Another monk held a paper fan, with a handsome and extraordinary face, but his voice was very feminine.

"It wasn't a small town before the Apocalypse."

"Brother Jiuyou, you're too worried."

Ghost Knife shook his head. "If the crown prince Lin Xuan hadn't died, coupled with the power of the sect behind him, the Apocalypse might really be something we couldn't afford to mess with, but ......"

"I know what you mean, but have you thought about it, why did that passing cultivator kill Niu Ben that day?"

Jiuyou sneered.

The ghost knife was silent.

The two of them were originally loose cultivators, and they had always not provoked the forces of the big sects, and this time they came to help, just for a lot of money.

"Two big guys."

Liu Yun interjected weakly. "What happened that day was definitely a coincidence, now it is estimated that there are not even a few monks in the entire Apocalypse, if you are willing to help this time, I am willing to double the reward."

Double?

The ghost knife and Jiuyou glanced at each other, and it was obvious that the two of them were tempted.

What is most lacking in casual cultivation is resources, not to mention that this trade route is a special road for transporting Xuaniron ore, once the construction is completed, then the two of them don't have to worry about their cultivation resources in the future.

"Okay." The ghost knife was the first to speak. "We're only going to shoot once."

"No problem." Wang Yong nodded hurriedly. "Just that principal Zhao Gao, I want him to die!"

"Yes."

After the ghost knife finished speaking, he continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Ministry of Rites Office.

Ye Xiong, who had read the information for a day, got up and prepared to leave.

Outside the door, Zhao Gao wandered back and forth.

"Director Zhao, don't you go home?"

"Your Highness, I..." Zhao Gao was not afraid of what he said, but he was panicked in his heart.

Ye Xiong saw the concerns in Zhao Gao's heart.

"Lao Zhao, the sky is falling, there are tall people on top, go home with peace of mind."

Dare to be affectionate and not to find you trouble!

Zhao Gao smiled bitterly, but decided to spend the night in the office today.

Ye Xiong shook his head when he saw this, and left on his own.

As a result, he didn't go far when he was blocked by a palace maid.

"Your Highness, Concubine Liu has something to look for you."

"Lead the way."

Ye Xiong didn't ask much, and walked directly in the direction of Nuanxin Palace.

Today's Concubine Liu did not lie down like last time, but respectfully waited for Ye Xiong at the door.

"Yo, Concubine Liu looks good today." Ye Xiong greeted with a smile.

"His Highness's complexion is also good."

After opening the palace maid, Concubine Liu closed the door.

"I said Concubine Liu, are you so mysterious?"

"What? Afraid I'll eat you? Concubine Liu looked at Ye Xiong with affection.

Ye Xiong shrugged his shoulders speechlessly.

"There are two great monks in the city, do you know?" Concubine Liu's face was serious.

"I don't know."

Ye Xiong was silent on the surface, but he was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Concubine Liu's power to have a lot of eyeliner.

"They're in the Drunken Immortal Building, do you need me to do anything?"

Concubine Liu looked at Ye Xiong with a hint of expectation.

"Concubine Liu, how bad it is to fight and kill, we are a state of etiquette...... Civilized people are all subdued by virtue. ”

Ye Xiong said seriously.

"You...."Concubine Liu didn't expect Ye Xiong to say such a thing at all, she hadn't seen him reason when she did it before.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

With that, Ye Xiong got up and came to the door, and said a word before leaving. "I have already chosen the new Shenwu General, so you can fully support it."

"Huh?"

Concubine Liu was surprised. "You think I have so much power? Wouldn't it be better for you to talk about this kind of thing? ”

"Aren't you going to prove to me that you're alive?"

Ye Xiong's tone was a little indifferent.

"Understood." Concubine Liu was stunned for a moment, and then bowed her head respectfully.

Small courtyard.

"Your Highness, you're back!"

Mo Yu hurriedly went up to greet Ye Xiong.

"Prepare a little food, put it in the yard, and then it's none of your business."

"Yes."

After Mo Yu left, Ye Xiong returned to the rocking chair and looked into the distance, "Qingfeng should have arrived." ”

Heavenly Wind Continent, East.

The Heavenly Sword Sect has been standing on the continent for a long time, and now no one knows when it was established, and most of the people who know it have dissipated in the heavens and the earth with the years, or they have already ascended and feathered.

On the steep cliff, the clouds and mist are shaking, and the magnificent hall stands between heaven and earth, and the sect reflected in the mist is as majestic as the heavenly palace.

Above the main hall.

Wuji was wearing a cyan sword robe, looking at the green wind below with a happy face.

"Found someone?"

"Found it." Qingfeng said excitedly.

"How?"

"Senior brother said he...."Qingfeng truthfully said Ye Xiong's current plan.

After hearing this, Wuji first sighed, and then said sonorously.

"Pass on my warrant and order the Third Elder Tang Fei to take 100 monk disciples down the mountain to practice."

"Senior Brother Wuji, what do you want?" Qingfeng thought that he had heard it wrong, the rules of the sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect was not allowed to enter the world.

"I decided." Wuji looks in the direction of the Southern Regions. "The Heavenly Sword Gate reopens the Mountain Gate."

"This..."Although Qingfeng was surprised, he was more excited, the Heavenly Sword Sect once represented an era!

"Tell Ye Xiong for me, Tianjian Gate is his home no matter what time it is, don't be bullied outside, even if he breaks the sky, I will still carry it for him."

Wuji's words are extremely arrogant.

However, he has this capital, and the entire Tianfeng Continent has been occupying the top ten men in the combat power ranking all year round.

Apocalypse City.

Night falls.

After Ye Xiong ate and drank to his heart's content, he quietly left the small courtyard and came to the Drunken Immortal Building.

Cabaret on the third floor.

Jiuyou is hugging left and right, teasing the singer next to him from time to time.

"Childe, let's have another drink."

This fairy-like numb voice made Jiuyou drink cup after cup.

"Little goblin, wait for me to go to the hut and clean you up when I come back."

As he spoke, Jiuyou also pinched the singer's nose.

There is no thatched toilet on the third floor, Jiuyou staggered to the special thatched toilet in the VIP area in the backyard, and just squatted down, and the power of the desolation in his stomach has not yet been released.

I felt a chill on the top of my head.

"Who?"

Jiuyou had already woken up most of the time at this time, but it was still a step too late.

A few drops of blood dripped down Jiuyou's forehead.

"Impossible!"

Jiuyou wanted to stand up, but found that the spiritual power in his body was gone, and the blood was dripping more and more.

"Remember, the Apocalypse is not a place where you can come if you want to."

Ye Xiong's voice drifted through like a ghost.

Among the latrines.

Jiuyou had already fallen to the ground, and the top of his head was pierced by sword qi.

Tianzi No. 1 room.

The ghost knife is wiping its weapon, this is a low-grade immortal-level treasure knife, and it has followed the ghost knife for many years.

"A good knife is a bad thing."

Ye Xiong appeared out of thin air on the opposite side of the ghost knife and sat down indifferently.

"Who are you?"

The eyes of the ghost knife were firmly fixed on Ye Xiong, and his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the knife.

"Don't move, be careful of the sword without eyes."

After Ye Xiong kindly reminded him, the ghost knife still pulled out the treasure knife, and a black cross slash instantly enveloped Ye Xiong.

"Broken!"

Ye Xiong pointed casually, and a cyan light directly cut through the coercion of the cross slash.

"Thousands of miles of wind and waves press the sea."

"A thousand-year-old heroic hill."

"Leaning on the sword and singing a glass of wine."

"Fuyun East is Shenzhou."

Ye Xiong picked up the wine glass and read the poem.

"No!"

After listening to Ye Xiong's poem, the ghost knife suddenly fell to the ground in fright.

His feet trembled violently, and he knelt on the ground unconsciously.

"You..... You.... Are you a sword cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect? ”