Half a year later, the sword yuan 5810.

The area in the center of the Dongyan Continent, a city spanning hundreds of millions of miles, the largest city in the Dongyan Continent, because this city is the city that all races yearn for, therefore, there will be the name of the Holy City of all races, however, this city also has another famous and terrifying name, that is, the Jiuding Demon Capital, just because, in this city, there is the top cultivation holy land of the nine super races of Dongyan, in which the large and small forces of all races are criss-crossed, quite chaotic, and all kinds of tragic things happen from time to time.

At this moment, at the east gate of the Jiuding Demon Capital, a young man in a gray robe, carrying a long sword, entered the city after the interrogation of the city gate guards, stood on the avenue in the city and sighed, the young man was Ye Yun who set foot in the holy city of all races again, and now he in the realm of the eighth-order sword king, it only took half a year to come to the destination, because it was the sword that was in a hurry, he did not go to Youxue Town again.

Ye Yun didn't expect that after a few years, he set foot in this city again for the sake of his parents, but he remembered that the first time he came to this city, it was for the master's business, standing on the street for a long time, a sense of dazedness arose spontaneously from his heart, the huge city, even if it was flying diagonally day and night, it would take a year to waste, which made Ye Yun, who did not know where the Holy Sword Sect was located, hesitate, and had a feeling that a tiger had nowhere to catch it.

"Forget it, let's find an inn to rest for a few days, and then ask. After flying for half a year, Ye Yun suppressed the confusion in his heart and walked towards an inn, in his mind, even if he didn't know where the Holy Sword Sect was located, the people here should know about it.

"Sir, please inside. Seeing Ye Yun's figure, a clever fellow, hurriedly nodded and ran over, although he was a citizen of the Holy City of All Races, and he could live a peaceful and stable life, but because of his low strength, if he wanted to maintain his livelihood in the Holy City of All Races, he had to work hard every day, otherwise, in this high-consumption city, he would definitely starve to death, because the currency in the city was the spirit stone and spirit grass that cultivators fought for all year round.

Seeing the busy figure of the guy, Ye Yun couldn't help but think of Wu Peng and Zhu Ji in his heart, if nothing else, the two people who were pulled back by him from the Ghost Gate Pass had already settled in the Holy City of All Races, seeing the guy standing aside, waiting for his orders, Ye Yun suppressed his thoughts in his heart and said, "Bring me a guest room and serve some wine and food." ”

The guy respectfully took Ye Yun to a house, and then, trotting, helped Ye Yun to go with wine and food, although the guest in front of him was young and mediocre, but the guy was unwilling to slack off in his heart, after all, the people who can live in the inn in the Holy City of All Races are all people who are either rich or noble, either with ten thousand spirit stones around their waists, or they are against the sky with a strong back, as long as he serves better, maybe, such a guest can also reward him with some spirit grass.

After a while, when the guy sent the wine and food to Ye Yun's room, and was just about to retreat from the door, the guest in front of him suddenly stopped him, and suddenly, the guy was so excited that he really wanted to reward me?

"What's your name?" Although the sword cultivator does not eat or drink, and will not starve to death, but as a person, he must learn to enjoy life, and those who do not enjoy it must not know how to work hard and cherish, then, the speed of Ye Yun's cultivation will naturally slow down, although the Yuan Sword in the Qi Sea is now sealed and cannot be broken through, but it is also a good practice to consolidate the strength of the current eighth-order sword king more solidly.

"My name, my name is Mickey. Seeing the guest in front of him with a chopstick meal, Mickey swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had served others all day, and he hadn't eaten today, so he was naturally hungry.

"Mitch, that's a bit of a strange name. Looking at Mickey's expression, Ye Yun was thoughtful, and immediately beckoned: "Come, sit down, talk to me, I can't eat all these drinks and dishes alone." ”

"My lord, I'm working now, so I can't be lazy. Mickey did want to sit down, make friends with a big man, and eat some food and fill his stomach, but he could not sit down as the guest in front of him asked, because the owner of the inn would not allow it.

"Come on, sit down, if there's anything wrong, I'll deal with it. Seeing Mickey's hesitant expression, mixed with some unspeakable concealment, Ye Yun said again, he originally planned to inquire about the Holy Sword Sect in a few days, but when he just walked into the inn, the urgency in his heart still could not be suppressed, this is the urgency of shouldering the life and death of his parents.

"Okay. After a struggle in his heart, Mickey still did not resist the temptation of the meal, besides, he did not want to offend the guest in front of him, if the innkeeper found out, he made the guest dissatisfied, and he would definitely deduct a month's salary, in that case, he would not be able to buy the cultivation method of his dreams.

Airplanes.

With a flip of his wrist and a flickering of brilliance, a pair of chopsticks appeared in Ye Yun's palm, and then handed it to Mickey, who was away all the year round, Ye Yun naturally prepared daily necessities, Mickey took the chopsticks, glanced at Ye Yun gratefully, and then devoured it, a few glasses of wine and water, and Mickey talked more.

"My lord, this is your first time in the magic capital. Due to his low strength, Mickey, who was not strong enough to drink, was full of wine and food, and asked Ye Yun.

"Came here a few years ago. Looking at Mickey, who was slightly drunk and hazy, Ye Yun wondered in his heart and asked, "Do the people of the Holy City of All Races call this place the Demon Capital?"

"There, the adults don't know. With a little helplessness in his words, Mickey said: "The people in power who live in this city call this city the holy city, and people like us call this city the magic capital. ”

Hearing the explanation that was obviously a local's mouth, Ye Yun nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Mickey, "Do you know where the Holy Sword Sect is?"

"The Holy Sword Sect is in the Holy City of All Races. Mickey didn't think about it, and immediately, he seemed to feel that he had said a nonsense, and added: "The Holy Land of Human Cultivation Clan, the Holy Sword Sect, I have traveled thousands of miles, and traveled for a hundred years before I came to the Holy City of All Races, hoping to be accepted as a disciple by the Holy Sword Sect. ”

Ye Yun was a little surprised, although Mickey didn't answer his question, but the other party could say such a thing, it could be seen that Mickey still knew about the Holy Sword Sect, so he was not in a hurry to ask, but chatted with Mickey.

"Have you ever been to the Holy Sword Sect?" Ye Yun was interested in not talking to anyone for half a year, after all, he was still extremely interested in the deeds of the Holy Sword Sect.

"It's not just been there. After a pause, Mickey looked sad and recalled: "I was originally a person from Bingchi City of the Tang Empire of the Terran Race, and I became a sword cultivator since I was a child, but my qualifications were not good, and I failed to enter the Kunlun Sword Sect, I once went to the Shushan Sword Sect and the Penglai Sword Sect, but the ending was rejected, and finally I became a seller of Zhongtian property, walked and stopped, risked life and death, and spent a hundred years to come to the Holy City of All Races, hoping to be accepted as a disciple by the Holy Sword Sect." ”

"However, the Holy Sword Sect also rejected me, I originally thought that the Terran Cultivation Holy Land, with the kindness and tolerance that the three major sword sects did not have, would give me a chance, it seems that I was wrong. Mickey picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth.

Hearing Mickey say a lot, maybe this is a drunken mantra, Ye Yun thought for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "You are from Ice Pool City?"

"What, you're also from Ice Pool City?" asked Ye Yun, and Mickey said to himself: "I've been out of there for two hundred years, and my wife and children don't know how they're doing!"

"I'm a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect, and I've only been to Ice Pool City before. When Ye Yun spoke, he couldn't help but look gloomy when he remembered the Ice Pool City that had been destroyed by the Dragon Clan, but he didn't tell Sù Mickey what happened in Ice Pool City, and left a good memory for the other party, maybe it was right.

"Wow, you turned out to be a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. Mickey said excitedly, he has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he is only a third-order sword master, and the Kunlun Sword Sect disciple in front of him must be extraordinary, maybe he can still guide him.

Bang.

Just as Ye Yun was about to ask Mickey to see if the other party could take him to the Holy Sword Sect, a bang interrupted the conversation between the two.

Ye Yun raised his eyes to see that the door of the house was kicked open by a big foot, and a fat and greasy figure broke through the door.

"Mickey, you are so bold, you dare to be lazy here during working hours. "The fat figure is the owner of the inn, named Fei Ji, who is a powerhouse of the ninth-order peak sword spirit realm, and on weekdays, he is famous for often deducting the salaries of the inn guys, and he is famous for a hundred miles from the east gate of the Holy City of all races, and he also has a powerful background that is unknown.

"Lord Feiji, I—I was wrong, please punish me. Miqi grunted and crawled from the ground, knelt in front of Feiji, and said in fear.

When Fei Ji broke in, Ye Yun's expression became gloomy, and at this time, seeing Mickey's posture begging for mercy, his expression became even more gloomy.

"You bastard, if I hadn't taken you in and made you a citizen of the Holy City, you would have died a long time ago. Fei Ji ignored Ye Yun's displeased expression, slapped Mickey twice in the face, and scolded.

However, just as Ye Yun was about to speak, Mickey suddenly stood up, glared at Fei Ji, and roared: "You devil, you made me a citizen of the Demon Capital, which is equivalent to making me your slave, I have worked here for nearly a hundred years, and the salary I get can't even buy a simple exercise." ”

Bang, bang, bang...

Fei Ji was completely furious, he didn't expect that the subordinates in front of him, who were like animals, dared to speak back, and the spiritual power of the sword spirit powerhouse in his body burst out, and he directly smashed several punches in Mickey's chest, and suddenly, Mickey's chest was deeply concave and flew out.

Poof, poof, poof...

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and although Mickey, as a swordsman, was not killed on the spot, he ended up seriously injured.

"Didn't you see, I'm eating here?" Glancing at Mickey's body, seeing that the other party was not worried about his life, Ye Yun got up suddenly, his eyebrows were locked, and he glared at Fei Ji, just now Fei Ji suddenly shot at Mickey, when he reacted, it was already too late, but he really couldn't figure it out, as the owner of the inn, could he do this to a subordinate at will?

Fei Ji looked at Ye Yun with his eyes, and saw that the other party was in the Holy City of All Races, and he was still in the inn hut, and he was carrying a long sword behind his back, and suddenly, he laughed unabashedly, pointed at Ye Yun with a greasy finger, and said disdainfully: "You dirt bun, stay in your room well, you should not have seen what happened, otherwise." ”

"Otherwise, what?" The Yuan Sword in his body turned rapidly, and Ye Yun pressed towards Fei Ji step by step.

"Otherwise, I will make you regret coming to the Holy City. Seeing that the young man in front of him was fifteen or sixteen years old, so rampant, Fei Ji crossed his hands on his hips, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and said fiercely.