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Whoa!

The three figures broke through the air, and the three sword saints who were belatedly saw the pit on the ground, and they were very vigilant, and the traces of fighting spirit left on the pit were not something that ordinary masters could fight.

"Tianchi Sword Master!"

"Hovi Sword Master!"

"Gustav Juggernaut!"

Zhao Sicheng called: "Su Chanyun." ”

Among the three sword saints, there is a flowing white-haired sword saint, which is one of the top ten sword saints, the "Tianchi Sword Saint" Su Chanyun.

The Su family is similar to the Tang family, the Tang family is the second family of Sunset, and the Su family belongs to the top family of the Thunder Empire. And Su Chanyun, this guy, is one of the few martial artists in the human world who likes to dance and write, plus he was born with a handsome appearance, especially the peach blossom eyes that special women like, although the "Tianchi Sword Saint" ranks low in strength among the top ten sword saints, but this "Tianchi Sword Saint" is the most popular woman among the top ten sword saints.

Although Zhao Sicheng and this "Tianchi Sword Saint" are in the same country, they only have one side.

"It turned out to be a holy teacher. Su Chanyun was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Sicheng.

Although his appearance has changed greatly, as soon as Zhao Sicheng appeared, the aura that attracted Su Chanyun's fighting spirit was as good as ever, and that fresh aura seemed to be a little stronger than five or six years ago

Without waiting for Su Chanyun to ask, the saint-level light magic "group healing technique" shone on the patrol soldiers, and the dead considered themselves unlucky, and the injured would not thank Zhao Sicheng, and there was a friendship between the soldiers that others could not understand.

Gustav Sword Master tilted his head and said, "This is ......"

Su Chanyun immediately introduced: "This is the third son of General Yuan Zheng, the holy master of the Tianxin Demon Martial Academy. ”

Another Huo Wei Sword Saint asked, "Zhao Yuanzheng's son, what are you doing here?"

The 100,000-year Demon Clan Invasion Tribulation is coming, coupled with Zhao Siqian's years of being in charge of the Thunder Empire, the national strength has been constantly weakened, and the Zhao family's control over the border is far less powerful than imagined. Especially as the city is getting more and more prosperous, the dependence of the Royal Beast City on the empire is getting weaker and weaker. It is now almost completely self-sufficient.

Without relying on the Empire's supplies, careerists in the army appeared, and the Hovi Sword Saint was the backbone of the faction that supported the Beast City and Bicheng Poison Li.

Zhao Sicheng could sense that Huo Wei was hostile. It's just that Du Er killed the patrol soldiers of the Royal Beast City, Huo Wei was upset for that group of soldiers, and the soldiers were already tough, but because of the identity of Zhao Yuanzheng's son. So the tone is dissatisfied.

Zhao Sicheng also didn't apologize to Huo Wei because a few soldiers died, but just replied: "Go to the orc clan." ”

"Go to the Orcs. Who do you think you are, and you are not afraid of dying in the Mixu Taser Prairie......" Huo Wei Sword Saint was just halfway through his words, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Just now, Huo Wei only noticed that it was Zhao Yuanzheng's son. This guy can't be the Saint Master who demolished the Sunset Tang family a few days ago, right?

Since the Imperial Beast City wants to poison Li, it naturally pays more attention to the affairs of the empire, if he waits until the next day, Huo Wei knows that Zhao Sicheng has trampled on the self-confidence of the "Blood Sun Sword God", the head of the three major sword gods in the mainland. I guess it will be even more surprising.

Zhao Sicheng frowned, this Huo Wei Sword Saint spoke so ugly, how could anyone curse people to death in front of him.

Fortunately, Su Chanyun came out of the round in time: "Huo Wei was born in the army, and he has always been outspoken, he is worried about your safety......"

Zhao Sicheng said: "It's good to call it Xiaoyao." ”

Su Chanyun immediately smiled and said, "You can call me Tianchi." ”

Su Chanyun couldn't help but sigh. Five or six years ago, he was a well-known sword master, and even civilians and aliens knew his name, but Zhao Sicheng's reputation was beginning to appear, and he was only slightly famous among the younger generation of students, and he missed the opportunity to make friends.

Now, Zhao Sicheng has been determined to be the reincarnation of the god of ancient knowledge, as long as it is not an accidental fall, Zhao Sicheng will definitely surpass himself in the future. It is not an ordinary difficulty to make an ancient god who has lived from ancient times to the present fall unexpectedly.

Such characters can only be friends, not enemies.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Zhao Sicheng smiled and said, "Then please let Tianchi lead the way." ”

"It's so gracious. ”

......

As a military fortress, the Royal Beast City is naturally different from other cities, and the strict militarized management makes the huge city not even have a restaurant.

Although it is close to early spring, the streets of the Royal Beast City are biting cold, but the regular soldiers in the barracks on both sides of the street are still practicing on a large scale, and the sound of "heha" parade slogans, the collision of armor, and the cheers of the battle come and go, adding a bit of vitality to the cold Royal Beast City.

"Tianchi Sword Master" is very enthusiastic, constantly introducing new things on the border side, Zhao Sicheng is basically listening, and nodding in response from time to time.

The water in Beast City is deep. Just looking at the fact that there are a total of eight generals' mansions in the city, and listening to Su Chanyun's introduction to the common sense of the Royal Beast City, you know that the generals in the Royal Beast City will be divided into at least three to eight factions.

Zhao Sicheng didn't expect the "Tianchi Sword Saint" who had only seen two sides to talk to him, and Zhao Sicheng only regarded the Royal Beast City as an inn, stayed for one night, and left early tomorrow morning, no matter how toss inside the Royal Beast City, it had nothing to do with him.

Su Chanyun sent Zhao Sicheng and his entourage to the Third General's Mansion and said, "Xiaoyao, you must come to the Fourth General's Mansion when you have time, and we will learn from each other." ”

As he spoke, he also took out a token made of high-grade magic crystals, and Zhao Sicheng knew that this token was a good thing, and the magic alchemy material of the main body of the token alone was worth tens of millions of red crystal coins.

Zhao Sicheng smiled: "I must go when I have time." ”

After speaking, he took out the token of Xiaoyao Pavilion, engraved 18 pure heart spell runes in it, and carved a defensive enchantment that could resist the blow of the superior god.

Su Chanyun was overjoyed, his choice was indeed right, although he waited for more than a magic time, Xiaoyao actually entered all the energy of at least hundreds of god-level tokens into the token.

At this moment, the "Tianchi Sword Master" has not yet discovered that the 18 Pure Heart Mantra runes have helped him even more. The battlefield is changing rapidly, and keeping a clear mind at all times is equal to countless opportunities to escape death. Moreover, as long as Su Chanyun collects the tokens of Xiaoyao Pavilion closely, whether it is a breakthrough or a sense of the mystery of the elements, it is also wonderful.

After entering the Third General's Mansion, Zhao Sicheng felt what a wise decision it was for Mei Ji to let herself bring a beautiful maid before going out. Although most women are synonymous with trouble and need to be protected at all times, when even the dog is male by your side, you will realize what a wonderful creature a woman is.

Zhao Sicheng sympathized with Zhao Yuanzheng, Zhao Yuan must have been very fortunate in the Imperial Beast City back then.

General Rafal, who had a red face, was extremely enthusiastic when he saw Zhao Sicheng: "It's really Sicheng! I think back then, I was still a baby wearing open crotch pants, and I grew so big in a blink of an eye." ”

Zhao Sicheng clenched his fists, resisted the urge to punch this Uncle Rafal out, and silently said in his heart: "Calm, you must be calm......"

Zhao Sicheng really didn't wear open crotch pants, and he wore a belly pocket and a skirt before he was one year old, which was really an unbearable past.

Zhao Yuanzheng's old subordinate, General Jieqi, looked righteous and said, "Seeing that Sicheng is so old, I suddenly found that I was old. Sicheng, don't you take something to show your comfort to your uncles?"

Jackie's words sound better than Rafal's, but can you be more shameless, you will be old when you are old!

"Looking at the baby who was bare, and now my uncle can't hold it, and I feel old. Rafal said and glanced at Zhao Sicheng with his eyes, put on a disgusting posture of Xizi holding his heart, and said, "Isn't Sicheng going to comfort my uncle's heart?"

Zhao Sicheng vomited blood, why didn't the unscrupulous Uncle Rafal die? Zhao Sicheng never knew that the red-faced and long-bearded Uncle Rafal still had the talent to make people vomit.

In order to protect his stomach, Zhao Sicheng took out two pairs of heavy armor from the small world, and the low-grade artifact was enough to make people excited, not to mention the style of the heavy armor, and the two uncles were immediately overjoyed.

"We also need comfort!" Zhao Sicheng's two sets of heavy armor were like stabbing a hornet's nest.

In the entire Third General's Mansion of the Imperial Beast City, fifty or sixty generals rushed out in an instant, most of them were saint-level, and the rest were quasi-saint-level at the peak of the 9th-level Great Sword Master.

Quasi-saint-level Zhao Sicheng didn't dare to slack off, whoever let this group of generals be Zhao Yuanzheng's old subordinates. There is no need to affect the relationship between father and son because of a few low-grade spiritual weapons.

"We need comfort!"

"Don't squeeze, everyone has a share. Zhao Sicheng said, and hundreds of inferior artifacts of big swords and armor floated in front of him.

Hula. Hundreds of low-grade spiritual weapons were snatched up by the hungry wolf-like generals in the blink of an eye.

A general cried with a sad face: "Sicheng, if you don't get any of it, you can comfort your uncle's injured heart." ”

Zhao Sicheng's forehead was bruised, and he couldn't wait to burst into a foul mouth: "Comfort your sister!"

After a long time, Zhao Sicheng squeezed out a stiff smile and said, "Uncle Fang Tian, the weapon and armor are gone, and this god-level space ring will be given to you." ”

General Fang Tian's eyes lit up, the spatial attribute artifact was more valuable than the attack artifact and the defensive artifact.

Fang Tian took the space ring with a swish, and said happily: "Sicheng good nephew, uncle thank you." ”

As soon as General Rafal heard that there was a space artifact, he immediately came to Zhao Sicheng's side, hooked Zhao Sicheng's shoulder and said, "Sicheng, don't you give your uncle a space artifact? Uncle grew up holding you since childhood." ”

Rafal sighed in his heart: "Sicheng's baby is getting more and more fragrant." ”

Zhao Sicheng held his breath instantly, but he almost didn't vomit, this Uncle Rafal hadn't taken a bath for many days, and the smell of foxes, sweat, and feet could be smelled every mile.

To tell the truth, in this house, there is a strong smell of manhood, and Uncle Rafal is the most representative of them, and this is the disadvantage of not having a woman.

Zhao Sicheng quickly took out a space ring, and then pushed Rafal away, and the other generals saw Rafal's tricks and pasted them all on Zhao Sicheng. Zhao Sicheng threw out dozens of space rings, and even the pet bells were snatched up.

ps: Cherish the people around you and pray for the blessings of your compatriots in Ya'an.