Hearing the self-created swordsmanship, these four words, Yan Li was obvious, and his face twitched.

In his early twenties, he created his own swordsmanship, so in the future, this Great Xia Dynasty, wouldn't it change the sky?

"I'm leaving, I'm serving, but when I recover, I'll start again."

Yang Feng took advantage of the battle just now, otherwise the Meditation Sword Elephant in the second stage of the peak of the Nine Realms, even if it was supported by the move of Sword Breaking the Galaxy, Yang Feng would not win this competition.

Contemplating the sword elephant, the next stage is the "short path", the swordsmanship is exquisite, and the improvement is by no means a star.

"Senior Yan, we are here this time to let you go out of the mountain to join our camp and overthrow the rule of the dynasty."

"Overthrow the dynasty? Give me a reason to convince me."

Yan Li didn't care about what was going on outside, and it wasn't his business to change the dynasty, he was just saying this because he was a man who had the potential to become a Ten Realms Grandmaster in the future.

Such a person, what he says, he can't help but pay attention to.

"I'm the son of Yang Zhong, is this reason enough?"

"Not enough! Wait, who do you say?"

"I am the son of Yang Zhong."

Yang Feng responded forcefully again.

The man's son?

Yan Li's eyes were a little confused, this person evoked his past memories, he was also a generation of top geniuses before he broke his pulse.

was expected to win the first throne in the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately there was an accident, in the process of a dart, he was killed by a female cadre, poisoned, and the meridians of the whole body were destroyed.

Unable to practice swordsmanship.

And the road of heaven and earth, he obtained the inheritance of the broken vein swordsmanship by chance, and since then he has found another way to practice unique swordsmanship.

Until now, some of his limbs are still deformed, and some are not even conscious.

He can only stimulate his nerves by fighting.

Yang Zhong was in the year when his meridians were exhausted, and he became the second person to become the Sword God of the Nine Realms after the defeat of the Heavenly Queen.

Unexpectedly, after twenty or thirty years, he would fight the son of the old man again.

It is a pity that he was defeated at the hands of the son of the old man.

"What's your name?"

Yan Li sighed.

"Yang An."

"Is your mother okay?"

As for Yang Feng's father, although Yan Li lives deep in the mountains, he has heard of it to some extent.

The Great Xia Dynasty is in a downward spiral, and there is no room for sand in the eyes.

"My mother is fine, she just misses my father."

Yes, his father, when he wants to be alive, he should be very famous, and almost all the sword gods more or less mentioned him, their eyes showed a little regret and regret.

"Hey! But your father, if Izumishita had knowledge and knew that you had developed your own swordsmanship at a young age, he would be happy for you."

Yan left his mouth and said.

"Uh, Senior Yan, my father may not be dead."

Although he didn't want to say it, in order to be able to pull Yan out and join the gang, Yang Feng didn't mind releasing more explosive news.

"What? Yang Zhong is not dead? Could it be that the Holy Lord imprisoned him for more than 20 years, but when the Holy Decree was made, didn't the Yang Mansion wash the whole of the Yang Mansion in blood? If I hadn't seen you, I would have even thought that more than 300 people in the Yang Mansion would have been killed overnight."

Yan Li was telling the truth, if he hadn't seen Yang Feng today, and had heard Yang Feng in person, saying that he was Yang Zhong's son, he would probably think that Yang Zhong had no bloodline to live in the world.

Because the holy decree at that time was to punish the nine clans of Yang Zhong.

Kill everyone who is related to Yang Zhong.

"I was taken away by my mother, and now I am gathering strength for revenge to save my father."

Yang Feng told Yan Li some of the thoughts in his heart.

I want to know what Yan Li's reaction is.

"Overthrowing the rule of the dynasty is very courageous, but everything is not something that can be done with courage."

Yan Li didn't know Yang Feng's intentions, but he was also hesitating.

"Senior Yan, I also hope to help the younger generation, the younger generation is unforgettable."

Yang Feng pleaded again.

"Well, that's it, there is a Restoration Warrior in this Broken Vein Mountain, if you can subdue it, I don't mind re-emerging from the rivers and lakes and challenging all the masters with you."

Yan Li's words made the faces of Xu Yu and Zangjian beside Yang Feng change drastically.

Restoration samurai?

That was before the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, a force called the Jiang Dynasty.

I didn't expect that after so many years, the hundred-legged insect would die but not stiffen.

"Restoration samurai? What kind of army is this, and how many people are there?"

Yang Feng is not stupid, if it was really as easy as Yan Li said, then it would not be his turn.

"These warriors are part of the remaining forces when the Great Xia Dynasty destroyed the Jiang Dynasty, this is a very strong army, they rioted back then, the dynasty was almost overthrown, and then it was your father who pacified."

Hearing the previous words, Yang Feng also felt that this Fuguo warrior had a play, and when he heard the back, he felt that this was a pit.

He's a father, and he's a son.

"Yang An, you think carefully, this Restoration Warrior, he admires swordsmanship, if you want to lead them, you must accept their challenges, and their number is huge, nearly fifty thousand."

50,000 restored warriors, breaking 50,000 armors, in the eyes of Tibetan Sword, even if it is a Grandmaster of the Ten Realms, he can't do such a thing.

"Fifty thousand restored warriors?"

When Yang Feng heard this number, he was shocked in his heart, he was now poor and white, if he could bring this army of restored warriors back, use Frost City as a foundation, and attack all forces.

Finally the horse stepped on the imperial city.

"Advocating swordsmanship, they don't know if they will hold a grudge against me, but as long as I don't say it, they have a feud with the dynasty, I want this army, Senior Yan, please lead the way."

Yang Feng made up his mind to subdue this team.

"Yang An, the warrior of the restoration country, uncontrollable, they were born, they used it well, they are a sharp sword, if they are not used well, the first thing he will kill is you."

Xu Yu, who had been silent, also spoke at this time, and to be honest, he suggested that Yang Feng be steady and save his strength step by step.

"Xiao Xu, there is not much time left for me, I believe that the matter about me has been transmitted back to the Imperial Dynasty, and the Holy Lord may have taken measures against me, and if I go back at this time, there is only a dead end."

Yang Feng had made up his mind, Xu Yu and Zangjian glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

They knew that no one could change what Yang Feng decided.

"Hahaha! Young and energetic."

When Yan Li said about this army, he knew that Yang Feng would try it no matter what.

In other words, he will try, because this is the only way to rise quickly.

With 50,000 men and horses, the Jiang Dynasty used to have the title of a fighting race.

"Yan Li, do you have to do this?"

At this time, Zangjian spoke, and he knew what Yan Li was doing this for?

Restoration!

Yan Li has the blood of the Jiang Dynasty flowing in his body.

At the beginning, in order to follow the warriors of the Jiang Dynasty to escape from the Broken Vein Mountain, he did not hesitate to go to the dart, and he did not regret that the meridians were all wasted.

In order to accumulate strength, but if he is as strong as him, he will not be able to subdue the samurai.

Lead him out of Broken Vein Mountain.

"Hidden Sword, it's not that I have to do this, but I want to rise quickly, he only has this way to go."

"But you're not helping him, you're hurting him."

"Tibetan sword, in fact, life is a gamble, you and I are gamblers, I Yanli lost the first half of my life, this second half of my life, I don't gamble, he Yang An's game with the dynasty is a big gamble, a big gamble about the fate of the world, since it is a big gamble, then it is naturally indispensable to bet, no one is born with a gambling god, can win every game without risk."

Yan Li looked squarely at the hidden sword and said the reason why he did it.

"Gambling? If he loses the bet, he has nothing, including life, this big gamble on him

The bet is too big."

Zangjian looked at Yan Li seriously.

"Hidden Sword, don't worry, after receiving these 50,000 restored warriors, I will immediately prepare funds for you to establish the Mandate of Heaven Organization."

Yang Feng said heartlessly.

"Yang An, you know that's not what I'm talking about."

"Hidden Sword, you can't remember what you said to me, you said that you created your own swordsmanship, there is no upper limit, this time is a good sharpening for me, believe me, I will not easily hand over my life here."

Yang Feng put one on the shoulder of the Tibetan sword.

He understands that Zangjian is a cold-hearted person on the outside, and on the surface, he seems to care about everything, but when it comes to critical moments, he is often the one who cares the most.

"Yang An......"

This time Yang Feng didn't look back, he kept up with Yan Li's pace.

Since this restored warrior sounded so mysterious, he wanted to see it.

Broken Vein Mountain is very large enough to accommodate 100,000 male soldiers.

As for the territory of the restored samurai.

is in a valley.

It's like an ancient hunting ground.

When Yan Li approached with Yang Feng, a group of nearly 100 people formed archers, pulled their bows and arrows, and aimed at the two of them.

"Tsk! If you hadn't told me that this was a Restoration Samurai, I would have seen a bunch of savages."

Because what Yang Feng saw was a group of people who only used animal skins to cover key parts, and the rest of the parts were exposed.

Muscles explode on the body.

"This is their habit of life, which to a certain extent, leads to their mental degradation, but strengthens their force value."

Hearing Yan Li's words, Yang Feng also nodded in agreement.

"Jiang Kui is me, Jiang Li."

Yan Li took Yang Feng to meet the man sitting under the banner in the center of the valley.

"Stop firing the arrows."

At the bottom of the valley there was a protruding clod of earth, covered with animal skins, and a seat made of animal bones.

The large flag erected was a crimson with a twisted ginger character written on it.

"Jiang Li, how many times have you said it, don't bring someone to disturb us."

"Jiang Kui, I don't want to disturb you, but this young man wants to challenge you and replace your position in everyone's hearts."

"Hahaha! Challenge me? But if you want to challenge me, you must first defeat my ten guards, five star generals, and two envoys on the left and right, and before that, he must live with my 50,000 people for half a month, are you sure he can do this?"

Jiang Kui's rough voice sounded.

"I can!"

Yang Feng's loud voice fell into Jiang Kui's ears.

"Good! If only you can survive what I have said before, this chief, grant your request and fight you."

Jiang Kui patted his strong chest.

Yang Feng's thin body type, in his opinion, it is a fantasy to complete what he said before, and he still wants to challenge, which is really beyond his strength.

"Yang An, half a month later, you won, I will follow you, if you lose, I will collect your body."

"Don't curse Lao Tzu!"

Yang Feng rolled his eyes.

Yan Li smiled and didn't say anything, turned around and left the valley.

"You're here, and you'll be able to catch up with him."

"Is it necessary for Yan Li to do things so desperately?"

"This is his own choice, don't worry, half a month later, if he leads the Fuguo warrior out of the mountain, I should follow, otherwise I will collect his body."

Zang Jian glanced at Yan Li and looked at Yang Feng from afar.

Yang Feng jumped into the valley and began to live as a "wild man".

Xu Yu looked at Yang Feng, whose back was gradually blurred, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Boy, you won't live more than three days."

Looking at Yang Feng, who was weak, the corners of Jiang Kui's mouth showed disdain.

And Yang Feng, who entered the valley, quickly attracted the attention of others, first of all, Yang Feng's strangeness

Dressing up.

"Where's the guy, get out!"

A big, muscular man, with a deafening voice, roared.

Yang Feng covered his eardrums with both hands, and raised his leg with a kick.

The strong man stood directly in place, and it was Yang Feng who was blown out.

"Is this a monster?"

Yang Feng saw it very clearly, this person didn't have any armor, but the elasticity of this flesh was too strong, right?

"Boy, you're brave!"

After speaking, the strong man grabbed Yang Feng with one hand.

Yang Feng twisted his body to avoid the opponent's attack.

"Boy, are you a loach?"

Scold!

Yang Feng didn't say a word, and drew his sword.

"Boy, how daring!"

This strong man, seeing that Yang Feng actually dared to draw his sword at him, was really courageous.

"Fetch my sword."

The strong man shouted, and the two men, holding a two-meter-long stone sword, took the stone sword.

With the sound of breaking the air, he slashed out at Yang Feng with a sword.

With this sword power, Yang Feng estimated that he was about to catch up with the sword breaking the galaxy, but this was without any power skills.

It's all about strength.

This kind of person is very popular on the battlefield, but in front of a swordsman with superb swordsmanship, it is an ATM.

Yang Feng dodged this sword and slashed the opponent's neck with a backhand.

Rumble!

After the stone sword fell, the strong man also fell.

"This ...... His swordsmanship, he's a swordsman?!"

Sword slaves, sword apprentices, sword masters, sword gods, those who can easily kill them are at least sword masters.

And Jiang Kui, who was sitting on the beast chair in the distance, heard this loud noise.

"I thought I could make it to the next day, but I didn't expect it?"

Yang was sealed in the valley, and he did not kill, but found a piece of land after solving the strong man.

After all, these people will be his, and killing one of them will have to hurt him once.

During the night, three or five "wild men" surrounded them.

Yang Feng has been pretending to sleep, just to see what these brainless guys want to do.

Fifteen days here is not too difficult for him.

But Zangjian was able to persuade him again and again, indicating that there must be dangers in this that he did not know.

"It's Jiang Long he killed."

"Brother Tiger, I'll kill him now."

"Wait, since he's a swordsman, he's going to find a way to steal his sword first, so what else can he do to fight us?"

These people are not all brainless, and Yang Feng is quite relieved to hear this.

But stealing a sword? Is there such an opportunity?