Walking in front of Fei Ji, Ye Yun looked at Fei Ji coldly and shouted, "What kind of regret method?"

Although he didn't know the strength of the young man in front of him, Fei Ji was sure in his heart that Ye Yun's strength would definitely not be higher than him, which could be seen from the slightly young face of the other party, so he made a habitual move, which was also a means of often teaching his subordinates, and the spiritual power was blessed on his fists, like beating a wooden stake, and swung it towards Ye Yun.

Bang, bang, bang...

There was a dull loud noise, this was the terrifying sound of a fist slamming on his body, Mickey stood up in pain, and looked at the door worriedly, could it be that this Kunlun disciple who had just come to the Demon Capital was about to be poisoned by Fei Ji?

However, the next moment, when he saw Fei Ji's body flying out of the house, the whole person was instantly stunned, and said incoherently: "Fei Ji is a sword spirit powerhouse, this, this Kunlun disciple is young, he can defeat, defeat a sword spirit powerhouse, this is too exaggerated." ”

"Go, take me to the Holy Sword Sect, and I will let you join the Holy Sword Sect. Leaving these words towards Mickey, Ye Yun walked out of the house first, after what happened just now, he still had leisure and elegance to rest here, a strong man in the sword spirit realm, he also dared to show off his might in front of him, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Yun will not be a man with his tail between his legs just because he came to the Holy City of All Races, this is not his style of acting, he is not high-profile, it does not mean that he should pinch and hide, a living person who is afraid to hide, once as a mortal, and Wang Tong of the Sword King realm dare to die for a long time, how can he care about the threat of a sword spirit powerhouse.

"Okay, okay. Suppressing the horror in his heart, he sorted out his expression a little, as a sword cultivator, Mickey, who has been in the demon capital for nearly a hundred years, of course he knows what the opportunity is, although he doesn't even know the name of the Kunlun disciple in front of him, and he doesn't particularly believe what the other party said, but he still sent the ghost to follow out.

A moment later, when Mickey walked out of the room, the whole person was directly wilted, because Fei Ji, who was bombarded out of the room by Ye Yun before, was not dead, on the contrary, at this time, Ye Yun was surrounded by dozens of people who were shouted by Fei Ji.

"A hundred spirit stones, Mickey I'll take them, get out of the way. Looking at Fei Ji, who was covered in blood, and then looked around at the strong people who came from all over the inn, Ye Yun's faint voice fell, and a hundred spirit stones surrounded by spiritual energy landed on a table not far from Fei Ji's side.

A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, he grabbed the spirit stone on the table, put it under his nose and sniffed it, Fei Ji's expression was like a dog's touch, and immediately, he looked at Ye Yun fiercely, and said fiercely: "Do it to Lao Tzu at Lao Tzu's inn, I will accept the spirit stone, and the two of you must die today." ”

"I wanted to spare you a dog's life, don't be so ignorant. Ye Yun put on a look of boredom, but now his real age is not even twenty years old, because he has taken royal jelly for ten thousand years, he looks and speaks with the demeanor of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Ye Yun's posture fell in the eyes of everyone around him, he was really arrogant to the extreme, arrogant to the extreme, and even Mickey behind him rolled his eyes, but everyone around him, including Mickey, did not know Ye Yun's true strength, so it was also reasonable.

"Isn't that the inn's owner, Feiki?"

"Hey, how did that boy provoke Feiji?"

"It seems that that young man is going to suffer, Fei Ji is a proud disciple of the Lingyun Sect in the Eastern City. ”

The things in the inn alarmed all the guests who were resting or dining in the inn, and some regulars saw the situation on Ye Yun's side and started talking about it.

"You little boy out of nowhere, I want you to know that death is your luxury. Looking at Ye Yun's arrogant expression, after hearing the surrounding discussions, Fei Ji glanced at the people surrounding Ye Yun, and suddenly, more than thirty powerhouses of the Sword Spirit Realm released their body protection sword covers one by one and pounced fiercely towards Ye Yun.

These more than thirty are sword spirit powerhouses, they are members of the sect when Fei Ji was practicing in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, all of them are extraordinary, and on weekdays, they help him deal with those guests who don't understand the rules in the inn, but today is the first time, more than 30 people shot together, which is also the result of Fei Ji's personal arrangement, because he wants to let the arrogant young man in front of him know how noble his identity Fei Ji is, so that more than 30 sword spirit powerhouses can obey their words.

"Since you seek death, I will fulfill you. Looking at the strong man who came from the siege, Ye Yun didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, his spiritual sense swept over the Qiankun bracelet, and the rope that tied the sky instantly appeared in his hand.

"This rope seems extraordinary. Ignoring Ye Yun's wild words, Fei Ji looked at the rope in Ye Yun's hand, and his eyes were filled with intense bloodlust.

Mickey couldn't bear to look at Ye Yun anymore, and turned his head slightly, because, he felt that even if Ye Yun could defeat Fei Ji of the Sword Spirit Realm, he would not be able to withstand the siege of thirty sword spirit powerhouses, this is the Jiuding Demon Capital, and there are thirty sword spirit powerhouses in an inn as thugs, which is the worst background, but he remembers that there was once a sword king powerhouse, who was captured alive by more than thirty sword spirits in front of him.

Airplanes.

In everyone's incredulous gaze, Ye Yun shook the rope in his hand, and in an instant, in a panicked voice, the extraordinary rope in Fei Ji's eyes trembled violently, instantly binding thirty sword spirit powerhouses, and it was a blink of an eye, and even, the guests who were watching the excitement in the inn and Fei Ji didn't know what was going on.

"Ahhhhh

When Mickey turned his head to see the scene in front of him, he entered a state of astonishment again, and at this time, the people around him who were watching the excitement made an uproar, and no one was not amazed, after all, Ye Yun's young appearance was there, and they had never seen Ye Yun.

In their eyes, Ye Yun is just a strange boy who doesn't look amazing, and he can instantly bind more than thirty sword spirit powerhouses, if this matter spreads, Ye Yun's name will definitely cause a sensation in Dongcheng, even if Ye Yun is a sword king powerhouse, Ye Yun's name will still cause a sensation in Dongcheng, but no one knows Ye Yun's name.

Brush, brush, brush...

As far as the eye could see, a strong blue sword light shot out from his eyes, and in Fei Ji's frightened and trembling expression, Ye Yun cast his sword light divine eye, and instantly abolished more than thirty sword spirits, and then retracted the rope that tied the sky, and walked towards the inn step by step, Mickey naturally followed with a fart.

"You—you can't just leave. Looking at the figure of the young man who was about to disappear into the inn, Fei Ji, whose legs trembled, suppressed the fear in his heart, plucked up his courage, and hissed exhausted, more than thirty fellow disciples of the Sword Spirit Realm were abolished in an instant, even if he was a proud disciple of Lingyun Sect, he couldn't explain it to his master.

Brush, brush.

Turning back slightly, Ye Yun's eyes shot out two sword rays, which instantly pierced Fei Ji's head, and with a 'boom' explosion, the latter became a headless corpse, and then in a bigger uproar, the corpse fell to the ground, and the thirty sword spirit powerhouses who had been abolished by Ye Yun before all woke up from their sluggish expressions.

From beginning to end, Ye Yun didn't pull out the long sword behind him, nor did he use the sword qi of the usual attack method of sword cultivation, looking at the figure of the young man who disappeared into the inn, the inn was boiling.

"What is the name of this young man? ”

"Are you blind, didn't you see that he was carrying a long sword on his back, he must be a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect. ”

"He definitely won't be a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect. An old man with his eyebrows stretched to his waist said in an affirmative tone.

The guests gathered in the inn had the eyes and ears of the major forces of the Ten Thousand Races Holy City, although they didn't know Ye Yun's name, but after today, there was an explosive news circulating in the East City of the Ten Thousand Races Holy City, a sword fighting young man, without even pulling out his sword, abolished more than thirty sword spirit powerhouses, and killed Fei Ji, the proud disciple of the Lingyun Sect.

On the crowded streets, Ye Yun and Mickey walked side by side, the latter thought about it for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage, looked at Ye Yun, and asked, "My lord, what is your name?"

"In Xia Yeyun, you don't have to call me an adult, I'm just like you, I'm a hard sword cultivator. Ye Yun said casually.

"Brother Ye, you are a powerhouse in the Sword King realm. Mickey was also simply, seeing that Ye Yun was unwilling to let him call him an adult, he immediately changed his words.

"Well, the Eighth Order Sword King. Ye Yun said directly, after all, he used his sword and divine eyes before, presumably everyone in the inn saw it, and he didn't need to hide anything.

"Eighth-Order Sword King, my god, you are already an Eighth-Order Sword King at such a young age, and your future achievements are immeasurable, you will definitely be an outstanding figure in the Terran Sword Cultivation, and you will even become a figure of the year in the Dongyan Continent. His eyes were full of envy, and Mickey couldn't help but say.

"Brother Mickey has won the prize. Shaking his head helplessly and smiling, after a moment of silence, Ye Yun looked at Mickey with a serious expression and said, "Brother Mickey, take me to the Holy Sword Sect." ”

"The Holy Sword Sect is in the north of the city, close to the middle of the city, and it will take us at least three years to travel there. As soon as the words came out, a trace of excitement flashed in Mickey's eyes, and he looked at Ye Yun and said suspiciously: "Brother Ye, what can you do to let me join the Holy Sword Sect?"

"Brother Mickey, tell me about the deeds of the major forces in the Holy City of All Races. Ye Yun didn't answer Mickey's question, but he knew in his heart that the destruction of Ice Pool City by the Dragon Clan was more or less inseparable from him, so it was a kind of atonement to let a citizen of Ice Pool City realize the wish in his heart, if Mickey was successful in his cultivation in the future, and he could personally slash a few Dragon Clan monks, it would be the best.

"Okay. Mickey nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "Due to the large size of the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, it is rumored that there are millions of city guards in this city, distributed in five different regions, and led by five powerful captains. ”

"Five regions?five captains?" Ye Yun was slightly surprised, he had only heard the dragon soul say that there were ten city lords in the city, and the others didn't understand, listening to Mickey's explanation at this moment, he dispelled the idea of using the flight pass to fly to the Holy Sword Sect, so he listened attentively.

"The five areas are East City, West City, South City, North City, and Middle City. Mickey gushed, and a moment later, amid the question-and-answer words, the two figures on the street drifted apart.