On the eve of the enthronement ceremony.

Imperial City, inside an inn.

Han Yuan, Venerable Nan Qin, Liu Ruqin, Qin Qinxue, Lu Shu'an, Guo Lingling, and Jian Zhen gathered at a table to drink.

The inn was overcrowded, almost all monks, chatting about tomorrow's enthronement ceremony.

"I don't know where Master is, will he leave with us after the enthronement ceremony?"

Han Yuan looked at Qin Qinxue and asked curiously.

Without Yi Xiaofeng by his side, he still misses it.

Qin Qinxue shook her head and said, "Specifically, he didn't tell me, he asked us to respond, naturally he had his arrangement." ”

Venerable Nan Qin shook his wine glass and said with a smile: "In the days that the little master has not followed us, it is really strange that I am not adaptable, I feel so leisurely, not exciting enough. ”

Jian Zhen nodded.

No enemy took the initiative to come to the door, and he had to challenge the master himself.

Liu Ruqin rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "When he comes back, you are probably tired again, take advantage of the current day, I have a hunch that after the enthronement ceremony, we will run away again." ”

Lu Shu'an said distressedly: "I don't know when I will become a real swordsman." ”

After Yi Xiaofeng left, he had been concentrating on cultivation.

However, his qualifications are really poor, and so far, the trace of spiritual power that has been cultivated is not the same as not.

His swordsmanship is learned quickly, and he is also a martial arts master in the rivers and lakes, but compared with a cultivator, it is too far behind.

Guo Lingling looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "Those are all disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect?"

Following her gaze, more than a dozen white-clothed monks sat around three tables, chatting and laughing, all of them handsome and beautiful, and they were more likely to attract attention than the other monks in the inn.

Han Yuan nodded and said, "It is indeed a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, and every enthronement ceremony of the three major dynasties will be taken care of by the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, which is also the obligation of the righteous path leader." ”

Venerable Nan Qin squinted his eyes and said: "Invisibly, the three major dynasties also continue to owe the favor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, in the hearts of the people of the three major dynasties, the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect is even more authentic, I have to say that this move of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect is extremely clever." ”

The forces that can reach the top naturally do not rely on luck.

That's when it happened.

A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect walked over with a bowl.

With a smile on his face, he walked behind Qin Qinxue and Liu Ruqin, raised his bowl and asked with a smile, "You are the swordsmen of the world?"

In the battle of White Ape City, the world's swordsmen moved the world, and a few people killed nearly 100 Jindan Realm masters in the Black Night Mountain, shaking the cultivation realm, which was jaw-dropping.

After that battle, the various hunting and killing bounties for Yi Xiaofeng disappeared in an instant.

This is also the reason why Han Yuan and the others dare to walk in the imperial city openly.

No one dares to provoke them!

Han Yuan looked at him and snorted, "What's the matter?"

Because of Xiao's lack of life, he now looks down on the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect.

"In the elite disciple of the Lower Heaven Sword Saint Sect, Ye Feng. ”

Ye Feng smiled with a smile, then took the lead in drinking a glass of wine, and said, "I don't know which one is Brother Yi Xiaofeng?"

Han Yuan replied, "Master is not here, don't disturb us. ”

Ye Feng looked at him and said, "Northern Wei Demon Sword, Han Yuan, I know you, you could have joined the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, but you have been pestering the Sword Saint seniors to apprentice, and now you have become the disciple of the Sword Saint." ”

Han Yuan's face changed.

The other people's faces are not good-looking, this guy turned out to be here to stir up trouble.

As soon as Han Yuan wanted to speak, Jian Zhen suddenly smashed his sword on the table, shaking the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"In the Lower Emperor's Heart Sword, Jian Zhen, ranked eighty-ninth on the Heavenly Sword List, I heard that the Heavenly Sword Holy Sect is the holy land of the sword in Daqianzhou, I don't know if Your Excellency dares to fight with you in the next battle and learn swordsmanship?"

Jian Zhen stood up as he spoke, staring at Ye Feng with his eyes.

Ye Feng squinted, the three words of the Heavenly Sword List were enough to put pressure on him, and these days, Jian Zhen challenged the swordsmen everywhere and did not taste defeat.

Liu Ruqin supported her cheek with her right hand, turned her head to look at Ye Feng, and said, "You won't be afraid, right? If you perform well, you may have a chance to join our world swordsmen in the future." ”

Ye Fengpi smiled and said, "The girl said she was laughing." ”

The other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect sensed that something was wrong and stood up one after another.

Han Yuan snorted: "Jian Zhen is my subordinate, and only if you win against him can you be qualified to talk to me." ”

The corners of Jian Zhen's mouth twitched, but he didn't refute.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Feng didn't have the face to refuse, he raised his sword and said with a smile: "Then let's ask your Excellency for swordsmanship and see what the threshold of the Heavenly Sword List is!"

Doorsill!

Jian Zhen's eyes were cold, this was mocking his low ranking.

......

Late at night.

Yi Xiaofeng was preparing in the house.

Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, and he must face it in the best condition.

He took out all the hidden weapons on his body and hid them in all corners of his body.

If the world's sword can't be killed in one hit, he can continue to fight.

"I don't know what the Amazing Sword Technique is. ”

Yi Xiaofeng secretly thought to himself that since he inherited the Amazing Sword Technique, he had not been able to figure it out.

The sword god let him comprehend in battle, perhaps because he was clumsy and had been unable to do so.

Click-

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the window.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced over and saw a bloody hand sticking in from the window.

He immediately took out his long sword and prepared for battle.

"Don't do it, I'm not here to trouble you, Lord Red sent me!"

A voice followed.

The window opened, and a bloody man who seemed to have been skinned appeared outside the window, looking nervously at him.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

What is this?

The bloody man's body was full of blood and water, and it was still flowing, which was shocking and extremely disgusting.

"Who are you?" Yi Xiaofeng asked vigilantly.

The Bloody Man replied, "I am a fierce spirit, which is condensed by the fierce qi of heaven and earth, and I would not have been able to transform if it were not for Lord Red Spirit." ”

Yi Xiaofeng didn't understand.

Is this kind of thing a ghost?

The ferocious spirit entered the house through the window, then closed the window, turned his head to look at Yi Xiaofeng, and continued: "You have absorbed the blood of Lord Red Spirit, he can sense you, Lord Rather said, you have a strong sword intent hidden in your body, I hope you will kill Zhuo Pingtian at the enthronement ceremony tomorrow, and after the matter is completed, Lord Red Spirit will give you a chance." ”

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

It's killing Zhuo Pingtian again!

Luo Yutian and Zhou Gua also wanted him to kill Zhuo Pingtian.

It's good now, the divine beast is also here.

How many sinful things did Zhuo Pingtian do?

"Zhuo Pingtian killed his father, and practiced demonic skills, supported demon cultivation, killed many people, the imperial city is filled with a thick fierce atmosphere, I was born because of this, if Zhuo Pingtian ascends the throne, Wu Guo's luck will collapse, it will affect the entire Great Qianzhou, and the consequences are unimaginable. The Ferocious Spirit continued.

Yi Xiaofeng asked, "What is the chance?"

The ferocious spirit scratched his head and said, "I don't know. ”

He scratched it, and directly scratched a large piece of flesh, like mud.